Another Romanoff [Rewrite]

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Ana was being held in a headlock, struggling against her attacker. She bit their arm, the person letting her go in shock.

She took that as her chance, wrapping her legs around their torso, using her core strength to flip them over her head.

She pinned them with her arm, giving a triumphant smirk.

" You give up yet, love?" she spoke, her tone teasing.

" Never," Pietro replied, pulling her down towards him.

Her arms gave out from the force, making her fall into his chest. She let out a laugh, pressing her lips to his.

" That's cheating, love," he joked.

" Really? In my mind it's winning," she replied.

" Is that what you call biting me? I call that playing dirty."

" Where's the fun in playing by the rules?"

Ana pushed herself up, having to stick her arms out to balance herself. She still wasn't fully used to using both legs yet.

" You're getting better,"

Pietro pulled himself up quickly, helping her steady herself. It had been a while since they had sparred. No powers, just hand to hand combat.

Both of them seemed more relaxed. Ana sighed, making her way out of the room.

" Come on love, it's time to shower."

She could feel his smug smirk behind her as she left toward the bathroom.

" Natasha, I am fine!"

" Are you sure? It still seems too early for you to be training."

Ana sighed, running a hand through her hair. She had been having this conversation for over a week now. She understood why her sister was so hesitant, but it was driving her insane.

" I'm fine," she growled," I cannot sit around doing nothing anymore, it's driving me crazy."

" I understand that but a few months ago we thought you were dead, Ana. You've just learned to walk again. You have to see this from our point of view," Natasha countered.

" You and I both know you would be in the same position as I am. I don't relax. I don't go to school and worry about grades. My only purpose is to fight!"

Nat gave her a look of pity, making her angry. She didn't need pity, she needed someone to actually listen to her.

" I am going to keep training, whether you approve or not. And I'm going back for El. She doesn't deserve to be stuck there for the rest of her life! She was a SHIELD member once and yet no one seems to give a damn about her. Elisa is going to kill her,"

" And we will take care of it, but you are too out of practice. You will not be going anywhere until the team is sure you're ready to go out there, do you understand me?" Natasha commanded, her tone final.

Ana got up from her seat, her hands shaking in anger. Her eyes were a bright yellow, the lights around her flickering.

She stormed away from her sister, heading for her room.

Elliana's POV-

El sat with her back to the wall, hiding her face in her hair. She didn't dare say much, knowing someone was always listening.

Her breath shook as she stared at the blood on her hands, trying to picture it gone.

It wasn't hers, that made it much worse. No, it was everyone she was forced to murder.

" Oh come now, it wasn't that bad. They're all alive again," Elisa spoke, her words taunting.

It was true. They were alive now. After she hastily stitched them back up, making sure they wouldn't die a second time.

That was her job. Kill traitors and bring them back. If that didn't work they would be brainwashed.

Elliana looked up, staring at her sister through the bars. Her "room" if you will.

" I don't know why you haven't just killed me yet. I'm sure your superiors want you to," she spoke, her tone cold.

" Oh come on now, you're my sister. I would never kill you. You're too valuable," Elisa replied, giving her a sinister smile.

Anger coursed through her veins, the girl pushing herself up and against the bars. Her lips turned back in a snarl.

" You don't care, Elisa! I joined willingly and all I've gotten since is betrayal time after time. You use me!" El shouted.

" Come on now, we both know you were never a willing participant in anything. You're too good for this place."

For a moment, the girl could swear her sister had let her walls down. Her eyebrows were pinched, eyes watery. She sniffled and then suddenly she was back to being a leader of Hydra.

" It doesn't matter. After the stunt you pulled the higher-ups want to eliminate you. You'll be lucky if I can convince them wiping you is a better idea."

" No, please! No, no! Elisa, please don't!"

Elliana sobbed as she watched her sister walk away from her. She had seen what wiping memories could do to a person. She didn't want to become a slave to them.

Ana's POV-

She didn't expect to see Pietro sitting on her bed when she slammed the door.

His eyebrows were furrowed, concern all over his face. She couldn't stop the tears that started to fall. She was getting weak.

" What's wrong, love?" he questioned, pulling her into a hug.

" Natasha! She won't help me rescue El. She exposed herself to help me and I can't even repay the favor!" Ana sobbed, her hands shaking in anger.

" I'm not agreeing with her, but are you sure you're up for it? You're out of practice."

" We both know even out of practice I can get in there no problem. Why does no one have faith in me?"

" Love, if you truly think you can do it I will help you. But only if you're sure."

Ana gave him a small smile, wiping her tears before becoming deadly serious.

" I'm absolutely positive I can do this."