SHIELD Base, Budapest, Jun 1998
"So,what's your name? To start with."
"Natasha Romanoff"
"Born?"
"22nd November 1980, in Stalingrad."
"Weapons of choice?"
"Guns, Knives, Poison"
"Skills?"
"Too many to name them all, but I'll make you a list"
Clint chuckled at that.
"Codename?"
"Black Widow"
"Affiliation?"
"Formerly KGB by brainwash, by choice whoever I see righteous. So SHIELD, if they want me."
3000 feet over the Atlantic, Jun 1998
Clint leaned his head back. At his feet Nat sat, resting hers on his thigh. Opposite to them sat Coulson. "Now tell me the truth."
He asked the agent. Clint sighed. "Tell him Princess" Nat nodded and started her story.
"I was born in a time when being the Princess of Russia was highly dangerous. Over the years I had various bodyguards and when I was 12 my parents chose Clint as my babysitter, because well, his special abilities made him the best choice. That was 1940. He was 15 then. The next year my parents were killed by KGB agents. Clint saved my life. From then on we hid in a suburb of New York City. He teached me how to fight, more thorough than before. With fifteen I danced in a performance of Tschaikowsky's Swan Lake by the Russian ballet and afterwards met the boy that would become Captain America and his friend. 1950 the KGB kidnapped me and shot Clint. Just like my parents. Only that he survived. But I didn't know it back then. They brainwashed me and hid my memories.
When Clint got me out of the brainwash I remembered. And then an old enemy had us attacked. The rest you know."
Nat ended her story: "I was born as Natalia Alianova Romanova, daughter of Grand duchess Anastasia Romanova and Sergei Drakov, a fallen angel, Princess of Russia, a Nephilim, the 22nd November 1928 In St. Petersburg." She laned into Clint's touch when he started softly stroking her hair. Coulson looked astouned. "Clint, I suppose you expect me to treat it like I treat yours." Upon the archer's nod, Coulson sighed. "Alright. The two of you will be partners, so be discreet about your relationship status." Both agents nodded.
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