Survival Of the Fittest (Hawkeye Fanfiction)

Chapter 6: Friends Look After Friends (Black Widow)

Meda tiptoed forward and followed Natasha. She passed by a room with girls dancing and surprise showed in her eyes. Natasha kept her moving and Meda skipped forward.

"Where are we going," hissed Meda a bit under her breath.

Natasha turned a bit before she opened a door and darted into it. Meda leaped after hear and she realized that they were in a janitor's closet.

"What are we doing," repeated Meda as she butted her head into Natasha's leg to make sure that she remembered that she was there.

Natasha looked down and hushed her. Meda was a bit taken back but when she heard footsteps she understood. She darted backwards, her back arched against Natasha in fear. She had no idea who was coming but she had an idea that Natasha knew and wasn't happy about it.

The door suddenly opened and Meda saw that it was the women. "What are you doing in here, Natasha," the women asked, frowning.

Natasha shook her head, not even trying to defend herself as she allowed the women to tug her out of the closest. Meda followed with her head lowered into her shoulders.

"You didn't answer me," snapped the women as she squeezed onto Natasha's ear and Natasha cringed. Meda was about to surge forward but Natasha shook her head and Meda stood down. "What were you doing."

"Hiding," answered Natasha with her jaw gaped open a bit in pain. The women lifted her hand and Natasha let out a yelp. "So I wouldn't have to go to class."

The women nodded as if she already knew. She released her and Natasha raised a hand to rub at her ear. "Thank you for telling me the truth. Now get to class!"

Natasha nodded vigorously and darted with Meda keeping up the pace behind her. The women watched them go and Meda just wanted to claw her in the face.

"Since when did you think that was going to be a good idea," hissed Meda into her chest fur before she leaped in front of Natasha to slow her a bit.

Natasha shook her head madly, still rubbing at her ear painfully. "I just didn't want to go. I don't know why but I don't want to go," she confessed.

Meda blinked her eyes. This was her first day doing actual classes with Natasha. "Where are we actually going or doing," wondered Meda.

Natasha stopped at a room and opened it. Inside there were girls who were fighting and Meda's heart skipped a beat. They were really trying to beat each other up and flashbacks to her mother's death made Meda whimper a bit.

"Natasha," boomed a voice at the front of the room and Meda saw a teacher and she tried to dart behind Natasha's legs. "There you are! I was afraid you weren't coming."

Natasha shook her head before she forced herself forward. The teacher smiled before she pointed to a much larger girl with shattered teeth. "How about you team up with Emily?"

Natasha gulped at the request but she wasn't allowed to refuse. She nodded and she stood across from Emily, trying not to shake in fear. Meda stood by the teacher and tried not to rush forward.

"Begin again," announced the teacher to the room.

Meda watched as Emily darted forward. She punched Natasha right in the stomach. Natasha leaned down before she threw a kick toward Emily's chest. Emily grabbed her leg and tossed her across the room. Meda's eyes rounded in shock when no one went to help her.

Anger exploded in her as Emily barged over and kicked her foot against Natasha's chest as forcefully as she could. Meda couldn't take it anymore. She surged forward and leaped in front of Natasha. She hissed and arched her back with her claws extended. She wasn't that large but she hoped to be threatening to at least get Emily to back off.