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Summary: You used to be a Russian spy, apart of the Red Room. You never told anybody. Including your boyfriend of 2 years. When you ask for back up, nobody is there for you.
A/n: Thank you to everyone who gave me sentences! Keep 'em coming!
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You remember screams.
Screams of horror. Screams of pain. Screams from the flashbacks.
And you thought, moving in with the Avengers would be okay.
But clearly...nothing went away.
"Сделать лучше," Dreykov hissed. (Do better.) "Это раздражительно! Я не хочу вкладывать больше денег в бесполезный эксперимент. Если только ты не хочешь больше боли, малышка." (This is embarrassing! I don't want to put more money into a useless experiment. Unless you want more pain, little girl.)
At that point, you were dripping with blood.
You were tired, weak, and hungry.
You haven't eaten in 5 days, and that wasn't even on accident. Dreykov was starving you.
"Please," You said, in English, with a heavy Russian accent. "No more. I can take no more."
"Too bad," Dreykov hissed. "Bring her to the Operation Room for Test Experiment 23."
It was only a couple days later where you attacked SHEILD.
Not with Hydra, no. You took out the Winter Soldier, attacking SHEILD by yourself.
You were a threat to this world. A Black Widow.
You were a monster.
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"Hey, doll?" Bucky said, voice cracking, as he opened your bedroom door.
You looked at him, and his face expression almost broke yours.
He looked...sad. And mad, at the same time.
"Bucky?" You said, getting out of bed, rushing towards him but he took a step back. "Did I do something?"
He didn't answer.
"Tony wants to talk to you," He said. "In front of the team."
"Please don't be about my past," You thought, following Bucky.
You stayed away from him.
If he wanted to stay away from you, you'll stay away from him.
At least, that's what the Red Room trained you to do.
You both made it to the meeting room, where everyone looked up at you, some people looking sad, angry, or confused.
"Y/n, so glad you could join us," Tony said. "Or should I say, Miss Red Room?"
