I remember the sound of the underground, and the airwents loud sound. I also remember the headache I had, and Natasha's and Yelena's voice.
"You okay?" Natasha asked. I figured it wasn't for me because 1 I was still unconscius and 2 she didn't cared about me. "Yeah. Great plan." Yelena said with a painfull tone, god I feel bad for her. "I loved the part where we almost bled to death." Yelena said, I figured when she said 'we' she meant me and her.
After a few minutes I got up, and tge moment I got up I felt that racing pain through my whole body. When I looked down I saw that my side was wrapped in a bandage, but I still saw and felt some stiches. "The hell happaned?" I asked both of them.
"I don't know, but that figure is attacking me for the second time now." Natasha said and I looked at her. I know that the taskmaster is unbeatable and I have many scars from her too, but the thought that she would hurt Natasha is made my blood boil.
"And what happaned to me?" I asked her and she just looked at me before Yelena spoke. "You hit your head, and when the car flipped upside down you fell onto your bag and a knife just went through you, so Natasha stiched you up." I froze when Yel said Natasha was the one who took care of my wounds. Does that mean she saw the scar?
I panicked but I kept my compuser. "Thanks." I said as I looked around and saw that the vent sound wasn't just because we were near one but because we were in one. "This is cozy." Yelena said as she looked around. "Barton and I spent two days hiding out up here." Natasha said quetly. "That must have been fun." Yekena said with a but sarcasm.
I stayed quite than I looked at tge wall and saw that there were x's and o's drawn on the wall with a net maybe or somekind of outline there. "What is that? Somekind of american code solving thing or," I said and Natasha smiled a bit. She tried to hide it but I saw it. "It's a game called, tic tac toe." She said.
"I've never heard of it." I said and I looked away. "Who the hell is that guy?" Natasha said as she noticed the taskmaster walking away. "Dreykov's special project." Yelena said and Natasha quickly looked at her. "He can mimic anyone he's ever seen. It's like fighting a mirror." Natasha shook her head while she rested it on her hand. "Dreykov only deploys him for top-priority missions." Yelena countined.
"This dosen't make any sense." Natasha said and I cleared my throat. "Maybe you should have done a better job." I said quetly than I looked at Yelena. "Well, the truth rarely makes sense when you omit tge key details."
"What does that supposed to mean?" Natasha asked as she looked at both of us. Yelena looked at me and I looked at Natasha. "You didn't say kne word about Dreykov's daughter. You killed her." I said with bitternes. I hate Dreykov and I hate everything about him, but his daughter never done anything wrong. She was manipulated by her father.
"I had to." Natasha said with regret. "What happaned?" I asked her, vut she didn't replied.
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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