𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧 || bucky barnes

Questioning

The next morning, Clint and Natasha were sent to take Katherine to the interrogation room.

They caught her attention when she heard them walk in. "Now, what is Bonnie and Clyde doing here?"

"Heh. Never heard that one." Clint lowly chuckled but stopped when he saw Natasha's serious face.

"Get up." The red haired ordered.

"Ohh. Your serious tone. Where we going?" Katherine got to her feet.

"Questioning." Was all Natasha said.

Natasha looked up at the camera on the upper corner wall and nodded. A second later Katherine stumbled forward on her feet. She felt something latched around her neck. When she felt it with her hands she realized it was some type of collar. When she tried to pull it off it shocked her.

"What the hell is this?" She pointed at her neck. She didn't even know where it came from.

"Safety precautions." Clint said. He kind of felt bad. He didn't think the collar was the best idea, but Tony insisted it was necessary.

She tried using her magic to take it off, but nothing happened. The collar must have blocked her powers.

Her wrists were suddenly forced together. The steel bands were like magnets and wouldn't allow her to pull apart her wrists. She looked up and saw Natasha's smirk.

"Let's go."

A door sized part of the glass opened for Katherine to walk out. The two friends got on either side of Katherine. The whole way there the blonde did not say one word.

She was beyond pissed that they put a shock collar on her like she was a rabid dog that needed to be tamed.

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"Alright. Let's begin." Clint cleared his throat.

Clint and Nat were sitting across from Katherine on a metal table. They were in an empty room with only a table and a two way mirror across Katherine.

Katherine just stared at the two way mirror with a smirk, slowly waving at her reflection the best she could with her bound wrists.

"Full name and date of birth?" Natasha asked flatly.

The blonde looked at the two with a questioning look. "Who? Me or him?" She pointed at herself then Clint.

Clint hid his smile at the joke. And clarified Natasha asked her.

"Oh! Well, my full name is Katerina Elena Zola, but I go by Katherine. And I was born February 11th, 1996. I'm an Aquarius, but my rising is Gemini. Ooo, this feels like an interview." Katherine laughed. Taking the interrogation unserious.

"The twins birthday is a day before hers." Clint quietly said to Nat.

"Who do you work for?" Natasha ignored her friend.

"Who do you work for?" The blonde repeated right back.

Natasha repeated the question again, but only got a head tilt from the girl across from her. She was truly getting under her skin on purpose. "Just answer the question."

"Well I used to work at Baskin Robins for a few weeks, but then I got into a fight with a customer because she just kept complaining and complaining about her damn ice cream. Like she picked it and don't get me started on how she kept asking for samples. Like has she ever heard not to bite the hand that feeds you? Anyways, my boss fired me and then I got really ma—"

"Enough." Natasha slammed her hands on the table. "I don't care that you worked at Baskin Robins. I'm asking who do you work for now?"

"Rude. I wasn't even finished answering your question." Katherine looked offended.

"Can you please just answer her?" Clint asked nicely.

Katherine giggled for a few seconds, then playfully answered. "No."

The two friends looked at each other and continued to ask her, but she just kept quiet playing with a strand of her hair.

After a few minutes, Natasha stormed up and grabbed Katherine by the collar of her shirt. "Stop playing around and answer the fucking question. Is it that hard for you to comprehend?" She snarled.

"You know, I like how bossy you are. It's hot." The blonde looked at Natasha then Clint who looked used to his friend's temper. She locked eyes with the red head and put her hands on Natasha's wrist. "But as gorgeous as you are, if you don't take your hands off me—I'm going to break them."

"Really? Because that dog collar you got on, shuts off your powers. You're defenseless." Natasha mocked.

She seemed to say the right things to get under the blonde's skin, because after she said that she grabbed her left wrist forcefully laying it on the collar. The collar then shocked the both of them. Even though Katherine got shocked herself, she didn't care because seeing Romanoff stumbling back clutching her hand in pain was priceless.

Before Natasha could lunge at the girl, Clint held her back and ushered her out the room leaving Katherine behind. For the past 30 minutes, Katherine was playing with her hair staring at the mirror. Of course, she knew it was a two way mirror. She wasn't stupid.

Finally, Clint and Natasha walked back in. Natasha harshly grabbed Katherine off the chair. They took her back to her cell.

Once inside the cell, Katherine's collar latched off falling to the ground and the magnetic bounds let her separate her wrists.

Natasha walked off while Clint stayed behind. "When you're ready to talk, get the cameras attention." Katherine looked at the camera in the upper corner of the cell. "Until then, you will be in your cell."

Clint walked off leaving the assassin in the cell alone with nothing but her thoughts.