The Widow's Belladonna (Natasha Romanoff X Fem)

Confessions

Releasing her vest riddled with silver daggers, Theo balances a glass half emptied of a strong whiskey she hadn't touch for a year. She needed the intoxication to clear her muddled mind, especially the incoming storm. Her eyes closes as she lounges on the buttery seat and as expected she could hear the feather light steps that mortals couldn't. She lets out a deep breath, "blonde looks good on you," she breaths, "though I prefer your lovely fiery curls," she murmurs opening her eyes to gaze at the beautiful woman. Her breath was caught in her throat at the most beautiful sight she could ever image. Still lethal as ever yet fierce and absolutely stunning. Her face hardens slightly, still trying to mask her broken heart.

Talia eyes were open and soft as they were when they were madly in love. She takes a few steps into the room, "have you heard of the accords of Sokovia?" she questions. Her eyes roll slightly, "the Accords of Sokovia are legal documents that regulate enhanced individuals," she explains.

Theo props her leg over the other slightly wincing from the powerful blow to her ribs, "why does this pertain to me?" she quips.

Nat takes the seat across of Theo, she lets out a shaky breath, "before I met you I had past," she mutters, "a red ledger on my books. You know all too well about the red room and shortly after graduation, I was recruited by the KGB. Ruthlessly following their orders until I met Clint Barton. He mentored me and I began to create a path not riddled by murder. I began righting the wrong," she sniffles.

"I became a agent at S.H.I.E.L.D. infiltrating Tony Stark's operations before we created an elite group of enhanced individuals known as the Avengers. I was walking a straight path and everything was beginning to look brighter. Then I met you," she muses. Her smile deepens, "my life just flourished into something you compare to an illusion. I never felt such happiness as I did with you. Gods you were just everything I feared to possess because I believe good things don't happen to bad people without an intent to be ripped away," she blinks her tears back. She pursed her lips, "then something changed in S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers. Balancing the demand of both were interfering with you. I was being sent into unknown parts of the world, some with my team but mostly solo missions. Running on exhaustion and barely a chance to breathe, I was in a complete daze and I can't fault you for your selfless patience," she expresses deeply.

She let out a deep sigh, "the day you gave me an ultimatum, I was facing something that weighed on me horridly. I was being sent to Russia, to infiltrate the red room," she gulps holding back her tears but to no avail. She swipes her tears, "I was there longer than expected. Reliving my worse fears of medical abuse and brainwash. I was unreachable even with every chance that the Avengers had tried to rescue me. HYDRA had completely controlled me, sending me out on missions against powerful individuals that were fighting their beliefs for world domination. Wanda had to compel me into a deep sleep to rid the toxins they injected and swipe some of my memories. When I awoke my mind was foggy but there was a spurts of memories that would flash when I least expected it. Images of you and that adorable scrunch you do with your nose that you stolen from me," she chortles causing Theo's lopsided smile.

She closes her eyes briefly, "slowly, I regained some of my memories including the last time I seen you. I was stuck in between trying to reconnect with you but you were out of reach for the past months. So with HYDRA's fall, the accords of Sokovia was presented. The avengers were split and because I had helped Steve Rodgers escape I've been on the run, hence the blonde hair. But before I left, I heard a rumor through S.H.I.E.L.D. that they were seeking the brilliant and notorious Belladonna. For years, they were in desperate need to adhere a control over her to help enhance their defense system from weaponry to an impenetrable intelligence system. My director sent many agents after the Belladonna and not one return successfully. So while I was on the run, my curiosity got the better of me and I started tracking Belladonna. I always believe the system that directed me into a straighter path. Only until now, I find it troubling that coincidental events have led me to believe otherwise," she hiss in frustration. Her eyebrows cock, "I believe they knew about you and I. More than they like to express, I believe the events leading up to our fight was planned. Finding out that you were the infamous Belladonna has confirmed that this all wasn't a coincidence," she sniffles.

Theo thrums with anger before she takes a deep breath stilling her horrid words that she was thinking. She leans ever so slightly, "your director," she interjects, "tell me he isn't Director Nick Fury?"

Talia's eyes widen in disbelief before Theo shakes her head. She swipes the bottle off the coffee table before reaching for another glass. She slowly pours out the Amber liquid and placed it before the woman, "you're going to want to stay a while," she says as she takes a seat.

The gorgeous woman clinked her glass before they both took a hefty swig. Her eyes locks on those enchanting emeralds, "whilst we were at the carnival, I was approached by a man with an awful sense of cologne choices. With him, a raven haired lass prompting Belladonna with a proposal. Of course, I dismissed him. During our relationship he would make sporadic appearances trying to taint the name of Arcane Shipping Industries," she sneers, "what a desperate move," she scoffs as Nat pinches the bridge of her nose.

Theo sighs, "the day you adorably ask me to be your girlfriend, he had the audacity to make a sly remark. Purposely saying 'pretty little girl I have'," she rolls her eyes, "it was one of his tactics to know he was watching me. Sure enough before I showed up to the restaurant, I lost a handful of agents. He made attempts before but now this changes everything," she growls as she closes her eyes. Her anger melts as she felt the ice cold featherlight touch on her cheek. Her eyes immediately fluttered open as she met Talia's teary eyes.

Talia grimace at the bruises she caused on the woman she was still deeply in love with, "I'm... I'm sorry about all of this," she wails suddenly retracting her hand.

Teddy captures her hand softly. The black widow stills her eyes firmly locked on Belladonna. Theo slowly opens Talia's hands before placing her face into the woman's hands, "I was casted into the red room when I was thirteen by the very man who sired me. Already exposed to his beating hands and raging temper, I was already in hell. Became a weapon that they would praise about. I've experienced the heartless treachery and I am ashamed to even mention it. I became invincible and I escaped with one target on my mind. I wanted revenge on the person who plagued my life," she quivers.

She clears her throat as Talia takes her face in her hands before she covers them staring into the woman's eyes, "I have a horrid past that granted me all these lavish things. My foundation was built of poison ever since my father had named me Belladonna," she finishes. Talia's mouth drops slightly before Theo nods, "Theodora Belladonna," she shrugs, "I've done many things that would surpass the red mark in your ledgers. You don't have to be ashamed of the things you keep in secret, I understand you wholeheartedly Natalia Romanova and this doesn't change anything. For a year, I fought to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart and now," she smiles, "still that can't change that I am hopelessly in love with a remarkable woman who still makes my heart beat out of my chest," she continues before laying her forehead on the woman's. She takes in a calming breath, "there's nothing that you say or do that'll ever change that," she finishes.

Talia rubs her thumbs against that lush skin of Theo's, "in the red room where I was trained... where I was raised, they had a graduation ceremony," she sniffles her breathing unsteady as she slowly retreats. She blinks back her tears, "they sterilize you," she whimpers, "it's efficient," she expresses sucking a deep breath.

Theo pulls the woman onto her lap covering those plush lips as her arms engulf the woman protectively, "it doesn't matter. I would not go back on my word Talia so I'll say this one last time," she scolds softly, "I will have your babies," she smiles holding the woman.

Talia had been through hell and back too many times. The anger causing the heat radiating from her could kill and now her past was confronting her. As steady as she was showing, she was completely challenged with suppressing her anger. It was one thing to keep the dangers contained to herself but involving Talia was a hard no. The poor woman had suffered the repercussions of the Belladonna that she could have ever foreseen. She rocks the woman in her arms vowing to protect Talia with everything she had.

Hours later, Theodora glares out of the balcony still coddling the sleeping woman. She needed the peace and quiet to think over her decision she knew she would make in a heart beat for the woman she loved. Talia had her own things she had to face but hers were more detrimental. It was time she thought to herself. With that she began to set her plan in motion.