"Time. Space. Reality. It's more than a linear path. It's a prism of endless possibilities. Where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities, creating alternate worlds from the ones you know. I am the Watcher. I am your guide do these st...
As Natasha and Melina were having a moment, so were Yelena and Alexei. It was however, cut short when the sound of the Red Room's hover jets came from outside the home. Alexei was ready to fight off the incoming agents as he felt his strenght returning, but was taken down by several sleep darts. Yelena took her gun and exited the room, keeping an eye out for incoming agents.
The lights inside the house were off, as the lights of the agents' and jets poured into the room. Yelena made her way to the kitchen area and saw an unconscious Natasha and Y/N on the floor. Yelena checked them and then heard footsteps. She turned around and aimed the weapon as she saw it was Melina in her Widow suit. Yelena lowered the gun upon seeing her.
"I'm sorry," Melina said as she then shot Yelena with her Widow's bite. Yelena was electrutated and fell onto the floor, unconscious.
Melina heard a trio of footsteps and turned to see Taskmaster, Deathstroke, and Deadshot enter the room.
"Looks like you did our job for us, Vostokoff," Deathstroke commented.
"I want to know," Deadshot said as he walked over to Batman as he was on the ground. "Who are you?"
He reached down to take the cowl off of his head, but was electrutated upon touching it, causing him to shout out a curse.
"Enough games, Lawton," Taskmaster said as she eyed Melina. "Vostokoff."
Melina nodded. "Let's not keep him waiting," She said.
After a short flight the jets had arrived at the Red Room. It was a facility that floated in the skies above Belarus, like a satellite, but within Earth's atmosphere. Agents took Natasha and Alexei to the holding cell area while scientists took Yelena to have reprogrammed into a Widow for the Red Room, by Dreykov's orders. Y/N was being taken by two agents to Dreykov's office as Melina was walking with them. She looked through the hallway and looked through a door's window where Widow's that were further along in their program where training.
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The agents placed Y/N into a chair and then put restrained onto his arms and legs before leaving. As the General put a case onto the desk as Deathstroke and Deadshot stood before it.
"As promised, your payment Wilson," Dreykov said. "I added an additional thousand for bringing him in alive. May retirement suit you well."
Deathstroke nodded as he took the case and left the room. He was finally finished. Tired of being a mercenary for all these years. He could now... disappear.
Deadshot on the other hand was appalled by what he had seen at the facility. Maybe if he did not have his own daughter he wouldn't be, but he did have a daughter.
Dreykov looked at Deadshot. "You must be tired, Mr. Lawton. Running around after the Bat. One of my men right outside can show you to private quarters, if that suits you?" He asked.
