Natasha or should I say Natalia

Mackenzie

Natasha's POV: 

What? How? these are only 2 questions of a million that ran thru my mind. I look around with my knife in my hand. When the heck did I get my knife out? eh, Must have been a reflex. Ignoring my conversation in my head I looked around the room figuring it was a prison.

After a good minute of us all being on guard, Stark breaks the ice, "Why are we in my theater room? F.r.i.d.a.y you are slaking off today" he said in a sarcastic voice. I want to punch him but not giving in my impulsive thoughts I just gave im a 'really' face as did everyone else.

Out of nowhere a voice that startled us  started saying "Well hello Avengers I'm Wade Wilson, I am also part of marvel basically considers marvel Jesus. Not to brag or anything" the weird guy in a red leather suit said. "What's Marvel?" the robot said. "W-"

Another voice appeared only this time it was a girl "Nothing!" She said cutting off Wade's sentence "Hi I'm Mackenzie and my job is literally to make movies out of people. And I chose one of ya'll." The girl Mackenzie finished. Please pick Tony or Steve, just not me, I begged in my head.

"Drum roll please. And that person is-" Wade said "Wade Freking Wilson GET OUT!" Mackenzie yelled. "Whatever Bye bye bye Avengers bye readers and good bye 4th wall" The odd man said 

"What's the fourth wall?" The oblivious old man asked. " The fourth wall is - wait you said you make movies out of people right" Tony asked while eating a blueberry. Where did he get it? I don't know. Im so tired right now.

She started "Yes I do and no its not you" 

Dang it  

"The person I'm doing is an amazing, strong, epic, misunderstood woman"

Oh no, please no. my heart is pounding in my chest. Melina noticing my discomfort holds my hand.

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"Natasha Romanoff" 

I have officially died    

I'm so sorry for not updating I promise I will try to update more regularly. I hope u like it its not much but yea 

love - Pethaporker