The Widow's Belladonna (Natasha Romanoff X Fem)

How about we play a little game?

"Especially when it's a beautiful night for recklessness," she adds turning slowly into the moonless night. Her eyes narrow on the woman standing fiercely about fifteen feet away. She didn't fear anything with an ill exception of seeing her sire.

The woman rips her hood off brandishing blonde hair as she reaches behind her whipping two blue lit batons, "I have to agree with you," she hisses challengingly.

"I'm going to enjoy this," Teddy smirks moving fluidly closing the distance. Her hand snaking to hip as she brandishes a golden staff. She whips it sideways until it grew into a brimming spear. Sending silent blessings to her two warrior women cousins, Athena and Artemis, for their gift. Her spear twirls meeting the woman's batons, she spins the attack away as she sweeps the end to the back of the woman's knees. To her amusement, the assassin's form was flawless with no grunts as the woman expected the hit.

The black widow kicks the spear following with a swipe of her baton that just brushes over Theo's head.

Theo delivers a swift kick squarely to the woman's chest putting distance between them as she levels her spear at the woman's face. She lunges a Strategic stomps piercing through the air as her opponent weaves fluidly, returning her own attacks. She twirls her spear behind her back coming down with her dominant left hand. A thunderous clash echoes as the woman stops her hit before a swift kick meets her ribs causing a small step back. The other leg swings and Theo takes the hit locking the woman's leg before sweeping her spear towards the woman's standing leg. Strong grasps pull her cloak as they go tumbling. Both the batons and spear clatter as the woman mounts her. Theo's hands go up blocking a punch while the other slips connecting to her cheekbone. Hissing from the minor slip up, she kicks her legs up locking the assassin's chest as she veers her over to straddle the woman's waist. The assassin was too fast slipping a leg before Theo could fully sink in a punch. Onto her back she goes receiving more blows than she would've allowed. She tasted blood but she slips past the half guard stilling the woman's waist before she flips them again. The woman bucks her off as she rolls over to retrieve her spear, that's when she heard the clicks. She retracts her spear placing it in her holster before she turns smirking devilishly, "cheater," she playfully quips.

The woman's hands were steady and strong, "why were you following me?" she asks. Her voice a low dose of danger.

Theo's breath hitches slightly as her brows creased. That voice, that alluring voice, she could pick it out in a crowded area. She knew all too well who the woman was as her hands fisted in anger. She shakes her head, "how about, why are you tracking Belladonna...." she finishes causing the little unsteadiness of the woman's hands.

The woman hiss low in her throat, "how about we play a little game?" she proposes, "a question for a question," she adds slowly composing herself.

Teddy shrugs nonchalantly, "a heavy request for someone pointing two guns at me and I haven't even drawn my weapon," she counters.

"I know you're more than a threat than I am right now. Who knows? I am as good as dead where I stand. Now, do we have a deal or no?" The widow spits impatiently.

Theo smiles from under her hood before she sat down on the edge, "darling if I wanted you dead, you would've been," she retorts, "let's play your game," she waves.

The red room assassin kept her stance strong lowering her weapons, "are you Belladonna?" she questions.

Theo chuckles softly, "darling you know that answer already. Because I'm gracious, I'll give you another chance, ask a better question," she huff.

The woman tilts her head, "why are all these organizations tracking you?"

Theodora hmph amused, "why wouldn't they? Belladonna has a reputation of creating the impossible," she answers. Her chin lifts subtly, "pertaining to these organizations, who specifically is hunting her?"

"A terrorist organization named HYDRA and an elusive counterpart, S.H.I.E.L.D." the woman responds with confidence to the last part, "by the way you scoffed when I mentioned HYDRA, my curiosity is piqued. What ties do have to the organization?"

Belladonna takes a deep breath, "they finely shaped and molded the reckless assassin I am," she cackles as her attacker stiffens. "Now I'm curious, what are your ties darling?"

A long pause between them had Theo impatiently waiting. "The Red room," Talia quivers.

Theo's eyes widen with realization as memories of her and Talia's moments had coincide with her fears. "Such blasphemy," she mutters under her breath.

The evidence was there, the way Nat had handled the situation calmly and with outmost understanding when she had her guns pointed at Greg. There was no mention of that event at all. Hell she didn't even know where her glock 26ms disappeared to until she seen them in the woman's hands. She shakes her head disgusted by her oblivions.

The woman had approached her cautiously, "why are you riddled by my confession?" she asks curiously.

Theodora stood peering down at the woman who left her heart in shambles. She gulps down the turmoil of her heart as she slowly lifts her hands, "because we have more in common than you think," she murmurs before she pulls her hood back. Her moonlight hair flutters flawlessly causing Nat's unsteady breaths.

"Teddy..." Talia gasps pulling her balaclava from her face.

Theo scowls softly, "hello Talia," she greets, "been wondering where my 26's have been darling," she points out keeping her eyes locked on those emerald eyes.

"This... this can't be possible," Talia mutters her lip quivering with blood.

Theo's tongue snakes out to taste her own before she bows low, "Congratulations, Belladonna in the flesh," she greets. She stood locking eyes on the enchanting woman that still made her heart flutter. She shakes her head, "so I see you've been busy for the past two years," she remarks.

Talia scowls venomously, "how is this possible? You're the Belladonna that these people been tracking and I haven't had the slightest clue who I was sharing a bed with," she sneers.

Teddy shrugs, "touché," she banters. "The infamous black widow," she mutters shaking her head, "I am guilty and oblivious," she comments troubled.

Natalia softens stowing her glocks, gazing at her, "Teddy, this is much more complicated than you think," she sniffles.

Theo wipes the smirk off her face reaching her hand out. It stops in midair as she fights her emotions, "Talia," she utters before her hand retracts, "how complicated?"

Talia blinks for a moment, "I can't tell you here. It's not safe," she murmurs.

Teddy surveys her surroundings as she approaches the woman. She stops just mere breaths away from Talia, "you know where to find me," she whispers before Theo runs and lunges off of the rooftop. She whips out her gun obliterating the window of the next building before landing on the shards of glass.