"Any Survivors?"

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Third Person POV
On the Quinjet
The Avengers had finally loaded onto the jet. Bruce decided to sit this one out, since this wasn't much of a Hulk kind of mission. There they sat, watching as the clouds went by, until Thor blurted out, "Lady Natasha, are you going to tell us the story of your past now?"

Nat immediately looked up. "Umm sure I guess." You could hear the unease in her voice as she spoke.

"Nat, you don't need to do this if you aren't comfortable with it. You have told us enough." Steve said.

"No it's fine. Thor wants to know and I'm sure all of you are curious." She cleared her throat. "When I was 4 my parents were killed in a fire. I managed to jump out of the window before the luflames caught me. When I sat watching my house burn, a man came to me. His name was Ivan Petrovitch. He told me that he would take me to a wonderful place where I would do great things. I was naive, so I followed the bastard. My first night was hell. They brainwashed me, trying to program me. The pain was the worst pain you could feel. It was as if your brain was being pulled apart and then put back together. I told them I didn't know anything, but I did. I made sure I would never forget my parents." Her voice broke. Clint wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "I progressed well. I only got tortured around two days a week. Usually they would put me in a room with other girls and we would fight to the death. I would always come up on top. I thought that I was doing good killing them. I thought I was helping Russia. I wasn't." She blinked tears out of her eyes, trying to slip her stone cold mask back into place. "I made my first assassination when I was 9. I kept killing and killing, until I had enough and defected. That's when Clint was sent to kill me, and took me to S.H.I.E.L.D."
All of the Avengers looked awestruck. 

"Those people were monsters." Steve said.
"Yes they were. And they are training recruits as we speak." She said lost I thought. "I'm gonna catch some shut eye, so that I'm rested, in case we have take any of them on" She said, and then    fell asleep on Clint's shoulder.
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Finally, the 10 hour flight passed, and they were over the snow ridden forest of Stalingrad. The Red Room was a giant grey compound in the forest. There were machine guns on the roof and multiple fighter jets littered on a launch pad.
"Ready to drop them?" Steve asked.
"Yeah. 3,2,1." Tony counted off.
"Drop!" Clint yelled. The bombs dropped, and as soon as they hit the surface, they heard the explosion, followed by the crumbling of buildings.
They landed, and waited until the dust and snow had settled. As they opened the door, all they could see was desolation.The building had been completely demolished, and the rubble and building pieces were every where.
"Okay, Clint and Nat you two are a pair and Thor and I will be together. Tony will stay on the jet incase there are any problems. Do you all got that?" Steve announced.
"Roger that Rogers."Tony chuckled
And with that, they set off into the rubble.

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