"Взгляд на цель. Eyes on the target" I said as I layed on the roof and watched my target through the rifle's optic.
"Это уже ясный выстрел? Is it a clear shot yet?" My 'sister' asked me.
"Нет. No" I said as I waited a few more seconds till I got a clear shot of her. "Четкий выстрел. Готов к съемкам... Clear shot. Ready to shoot in..." I said as I had my fingers on the trigger. "3..." She started to turn. "2..." She turned towards me. "1..." I said and I almost pulled the trigger than I saw her. "Не стреляйте! Dont shoot!" I yelled.
"Что случилось?! What happaned?!" My teammate asked me, but I stayed silent. "Саша! Sasha!" She yelled into the headpiece but I just took it out. I didn't knew what I was doing I just got up and backed away from the rifle. I looked at the building my target was in, and I looked behind my back.I ran down on the fire escape, and when I was on the ground I looked around. I looked up and saw of the widows had came down just as me. I grabbed my gun and I aimed and shoot. She quickly felt to the ground, groaning and putting preassure onto their legs. "Что ты делаешь, Саша?! What are you doing Sasha?!" I didn't cared about her I just ran towards the giant office building.
I didn't cared about the others running after me, or yelling my name out I just ran past evernone on the street, causing a scene. Not because of the others yelling my name, but because of my looks. It's not a normal thing to see someone running towards an office building wearing a thigh black leather suit, with several guns and knifes attached to a belt.
I ran into the building, bumping into other people, and pushing some away. When I got inside I saw that my target was already was infront of me.
Her hair was braided. It looked perfect. It still had that burning fire in it. But not just in her in hair color, but in her skin, and movements too.
Her green eyes, were and escape for me. They were always there, infront of my eyes when I closed them. I shighted relife, as I looked at her. "Наталья Natalia" *I said as I looked deeply into her eyes, but she flickered.
"What are you doing here?" *She asked me and I just stayed quite as I raised my gun. 'I don't want to do this.' "Hey, I don't want to hurt you." She said as she took a step closer to me 'I don't wanna hurt you either', and I aimed my gun."It's okay just lower your gun." 'I try' I put my fingers onto the trigger and I felt a tear roll down from my eyes.
She moved quickly and she took a step back and grabbed my shoulder and with a swift move she made me hit the ground. She grabbed my wrist and kept it behind me. 'Thank god, that she's over me again.' "Hey, eyes on me." She said 'good old times...good old times.'
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I also wrote this for my bestfriend, who kindly told me not too, but sadly I have to go against her whishes and do write this, so pookie this is for you<33
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Track 35 - Smells Like Teen Spirit | Natasha Romanoff
FanfictionAn agent who fell in love with her enemy, friend, and co-worker...and her name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/17nGhc4LO6vUWuV4rVqbQT?si=yAmF3LCDTGqkpxeUPfQ8GA&pi=e-9H1eoX8rTs-k