Splashes of RED

Chapter 4

FIVE YEARS LATER

NATASHA POV

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Well, it's been five years, and I'm still a part of the Red Room. All the girls in my and Yel's class have been killed, well except Ros, of course. We have a mission in Abu Dhabi to steal an old artifact from the Lourve, the Paris Lourve is currently too watched. I, Ros, and Yel are the top agents, so we have been assigned the most missions. 

We sit on the helicopter, ready to drop down and go. The air is chokingly silent, but none of us have the courage to break it. We drop down, and I nod at Ros. She nods back and both of us sprint into the museum while Yelena flirts with the guards. Flirting is illegal in the UAE, but Yelena is very good at subtle flirting. We take the painting of the wall carefully and run to the exit. Ros distracts to guards with her Magic and Yelena puts the fake onto the wall as I put the painting into the helicopter. We run away, and the guards grab onto Yelena's foot, but Rosanne knocks them out with her Magic. What did I say about us being a good team, Huh? 

Back at the Red Room, we are addressed by Madame B. "Well done my girls, you have done very well," she practically purrs. We are taken for battle training and have to spar, and I win, as per usual. But in literally EVERYTHING ELSE, Ros is the best. I kinda feel bad for Yelena though. 

When we walk back to the same room we have been walking to for the past five years, Rosanne asks me a question. 

"Why do you prefer Natasha over Natalia, Talia?" she asks mischievously. 

"Because it's my American name, and STOP calling me Talia!" I retort.

" 'Kay, but I think it's high time we-" she was cut off by Ivan coming into the room and taking Yel for a mission. She waves goodbye and as the door is closing I feel my excitement rising.

"What?" I ask, intrigued.

"Let's Escape." She says.

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Sorry, this is a bit short, but I really hope you enjoy this story. I might write ten more chapters and finish, but if you like it, I'll give you more!