I walked the not so busy streets of Budapest. I looked around me. No one was there, except for me and a fellow Soviet assassin, James Barnes.
"Natasha.. Stay right here," he said.
I nodded as he walked away.
James wasn't the easiest person to get along with. Nor, was he the weakest. Mark my word. He's a one tough cookie. I knew him way, before Steve knew him. But that's another tale to tell.
About half an hour later. I grabbed a rose from the flower bed, waiting for James to come back.
"Damn, James Barnes," I thought.
I knew from that moment on. I had to do this alone. I had to assassinate this spy on my own.
"Well, in that case, say goodbye to the sunshine, Agent.." I muttered to myself.
I looked around, and walked to the lake.. Preparing myself for another job done.
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Budapest
FanfictionWhat exactly happened in Budapest? All that we know is Clint Barton was sent to kill, Natasha Romanoff.