Little Romanoff: Y/n x Natasha

part [1]

Y/n's POV~
I was sat on the floor, in solitary confinement after an anger outburst towards my father, Dreykov. Many fear him, but not as much as everyone at the Red Room. All I know about my family is that, my mother died and killed from a traitor to the Red Room my father created.

I was snapped out my thoughts, a loud creak coming from the door and a guard came in. I stood up and kept an emotionless face as he grabbed my arm and dragged me out. I don't know how long i was in there for, but I was somewhat glad I was out of there.

He dragged me down some corridors and then into Dreykov's office. He was sat down, at his desk with a tumblr full of whiskey and a cigar in his fingers. The guard took me to his desk then left the room, closing the door behind him. He puts the cigar in his mouth and stands up from his chair.

"My dear child" he said in his strong accent, coming round his desk towards me. "I have a job for you y/n Dreykov" and I nod, no emotions showing. "I need you to take a few of my widows with you to complete your mission. I need you to Kill, the one who needs to be killed. Natasha Romanoff".

I continue to stand there, hands behind my back and looking straight forwards. Dreykov gives me a mission brief and the location. After 15/20 minutes the guard comes back in and takes me to the weaponry room where the other widows, who's attending the mission, are getting kitted up.

I get my widow bites, my two electric batons, and assault rifle. The other widows are ready before I am. "Widow 9" one of the girls said and I turned around. "Let's go" I said coldly. We are escorted to the helicopter and are filed in. We all sit three/three across from each other. Put weapons at the back and strapped into our seats. "Captain, what's the plan?" Widow 6 asks and I give them the mission brief.

It took a couple hours to fly over to our location. They hover just above a big park field, the guards sending down three ropes that are attached to hooks on the helicopter. We all glide down the rope and touch down on the grass with our weapons. We all walk to our positions. Me and Widow 15 go to a roof top, opposite the Avengers tower.

Natasha Romanoff's POV~
I was in my room, drying my hair. It was thinking about my girl, the reason why I escaped. I sighed and stood up grabbing my jacket as I left my room. I walked down the corridor, my mind wondering else where when I entered the kitchen/lounge.

Everyone was there, due to the fact I woke up a little later than usual. I walked straight to the cupboard and grabbed an empty glass and went to the sink. "Romanoff" Steve's voice sounded beside me. I turned the tap off and looked over at him, leaning against the door frame.

"Rogers" I replied back, before having some of my water and placing it down on the side. I took a few steps a faced out the big window panes of the kitchen, looking upon the streets of New York City. I didn't look away as I heard, Steve come and stand next to me. "It's been 17 years..." I mutter and Steve just about heard it.

"We'll find her Natasha. No doubt in that" Steve said, trying to reassure me. I turned around as I heard someone else walk into the kitchen and saw Clint. I was about to talk when Steve said something that set everyone on high alert.

"Romanoff, don't. move" and I froze. Then Steve tackled me to the ground followed by sound of gun fire.

Y/n Dreykov's POV~
Me and Widow 15 get into places. "Everyone ready?" I say, two fingers to my ear as I have the binoculars in my left hand. They give me confirmation and now it's a waiting game. Me and the Widow lay on our stomachs. I use the binoculars to scan the building while she uses her scope of her gun.

We watched each window and floor for that redhead but...nothing, that was until we see movement of the fourth floor. "Captain, fourth floor" I hear one of the widows call over the com. I grab my assault rifle and set it up. Once my gun is in position, I attach a scope with a laser to the top.

I close my left eye and look through the scope with my right eye. I see a tall blonde guy and the redhead. They seem to have a conversation then when they turned around and the blonde guy tackled the target, we all open fired. The windows shattered. We all got up and started going towards the building.

"Widow 2, 6, follow me and 15" and they did. We got to the entrance, Widow 6 threw a hand grenade into the building. We ducked back behind the corners until the bomb went off. We went in, guns up and it was all dark and dusty. All you could see were our lasers and torches.

We got through the thick, black dust and then checked each room. We walked down the hall in a huddle, I kicked a door down and it opened to what I assume would be a big meeting room as a big long table with multiple chairs was in the middle. We cleared the first three floors until we reached the fourth.

"Eyes open ladies" I said as Widow 2 kicked open the door from the stairwell. It was oddly silent and I turned to Widow 15 and Widow 6. I signaled for them to go right while me and Widow 2 go left. They both went off and so did we. We went into the room we saw them in. Me and the other girl scanned the big room but heard shuffling from behind the couch, closest to the kitchen.

We both looked at each other, then walked forwards. Then the next moment, a shield was thrown at us. It hits my gun, knocking it out my hands and knocking the other Widow unconscious. I Look to my right to see the buff blonde guy, a guy in a metal suit, the redhead and a guy with a bow and arrow.

"в настоящее время (now)" I say and then the other two come in from each side of me and aim there guys at them. The guy shoots and arrow at Widow 6. Shit, she's down, then the guy in an iron suit blasts Widow 15. Fuck..I'm on my own.

I grab my pistol from my thigh holster and aimed it towards them. The iron suit opened up, a guy came walking out of it. "JARVIS, keep the blaster in the Widow" the guys spoke as he walked over to the redhead who had her pistol aimed at me. "Why haven't we shot her Romanoff?" he whispered.

While they were talking I remembered about my upgraded belt. I said something in Russian and as I did, a grapple came flying out my belt shattering the window and I quickly aimed my gun at her and shooting her in the shoulder. I smirked as I fell backwards out the window. I grabbed the rope as I swung down towards the street.