Budapest: The Spy and The Archer (DISCONTINUED)

Clint

Clint was having an exciting night, so to speak.

He walked into the interrogation room and stood by Nick Fury. Him, Fury, and a few other Shield agents were peering through a double sided mirror where the red headed was tied down my her arms to a chair, unconscious in the interrogation room.

Clint had just received word that the spy he captured was being held for questioning, and he had to see it for himself.

His mind was still confused at how anybody could break into one of the most remote and secure facilities of Shield and in the world.

"Nice work, Barton" Fury said as Barton came and stood next to him, both of their gazes towards the mirror, unbroken. Fury had more issues than this, which made Clint wonder why he was so busy with one spy.

"What do you think she was after?" Barton asked.

"That's why we're here. As soon as she wakes up, it's gonna be a little game of 20 questions, with a few touches that Shield has added." Fury replied with a smirk on his face.

Clint peered into the glass. Her side looked burnt and bruised since his arrow had delivered a voltage through her body, which affected her and her clothing. Clint noticed her red hair splattered across her face as she was out cold, and along with it signs of burnt grass and plants. Must've been the one that started the fire as a diversion in the forest, Clint thought, Good thing I was able to receive the alert and spot her from the roof.

Suddenly, another thought popped into Clint's head.

"Sir," he began asking Fury, "how will you know when she'll wake up? she could be unconscious for hours."

"Glad you asked Barton," Fury replied. He turned his gaze towards one of the Shield agents sitting a a control panel. The agent turned and looked at him and Fury nodded in reply. The agent turned back to the panel and pushed a button.

The spy trapped in the chair awoke, breathing hard and looking around to find out where she was.

"Always a bit shocking when you wake up like that." Fury said.

A door opened to the left of the room and a bulky and built man walked in stepping in front of Natasha.

Natasha tried to fight the restraints that held her down, but her efforts were in vain.

The large, bulky man craked his knuckles and stared Natasha down.

"I'm only gonna say this once," the man said, "Why are you here?"

HIs deep and trembling voice could be heard by Clint and Fury through the glass.

Natasha didn't reply. She returned a cold gaze of her own to the bulky man interrogating her.

A mischievous smirk grew on her face.

"Oh, come on," Natasha said, "I expected a bit more force from a guy like you".

The man clenched his fist in rage, getting ready to retrieve the information with force.

Now practically every shield agent watching the interrogation expected the captured spy to put up a fight before giving any information, but nobody expected what happened next.

As the bulky man went in for the punch, Natasha jerked her head to the side, with his fist making direct impact to Natasha's chair.

In less than a second, Natasha had twisted her legs around his arm the moment he missed his target.

From the other side if the glass, Clint, Fury, along with the other agents monitoring the interrogation could hear a loud and sharp SNAP! from the bulky man's arm; followed by screaming and a man rolling and wailing in pain on the ground.