The russian one

Chapter 55

Natasha's POV

This was painful to watch. I had seen people get hurt before. I had even hurt people myself. But seeing Y/n like this was just... different. Her body was still shaking slightly on the floor. Her hair was covering part of her face and the bracelets around her wrists were still glowing faintly.

Nobody dared to move. Not even Bucky. Everyone was holding their breath. Not a sound could be heard.

I looked at Bruce.

"Is she...?" Not finishing my sentence. I couldn't get the word out.

"She's unconscious," he answered quickly, reassuring me.

I approached her slowly and knelt beside her.

Bucky immediately stepped forward.

"Wait"

I ignored him. I carefully turned Y/n onto her back. Her eyes were closed. She looked peaceful. Nothing like the person who had been trying to attack us a few seconds ago. I gently moved a strand of hair away from her face.

"She looks peaceful, like herself."

Bucky crouched beside me.

"She is herself."

I looked at him.

"Then why does it feel like we just fought someone else?"

"Because you did."

I looked down at Y/n again, frowning. My heart tightened. "She was fighting."

Bucky nodded.

"I know."

"She was trying to stop her."

"Yes."

I looked at him.

"How can you be so sure?"

He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Y/n.

"Because I know what it looks like when someone is trapped." His voice was quieter. "I've been there."

Steve approached us.

"Bucky."

Bucky looked at him. Steve glanced down at Y/n, he was really worried about her and also hurt about Bucky not remembering him.

"Can we help her?"

Bucky hesitated.

"I don't know."

Bruce joined us.

"The bracelets are suppressing her abilities, but I don't know what they are doing to Death Giver specifically."

Tony crossed his arms.

"Then we need to find out."

I looked at him.

"And how exactly do you suggest we do that?"

Tony didn't answer. Because none of us had an answer.

"Wait, is anyone hurt ? Is anyone bleeding ?" asked Clint suddenly.

Whispers rippled through the room, and everyone looked at one another, checking to make sure no one was hurt, myself included. Once we were sure no one was injured, Fury stepped forward to ask the question we were all wondering.

"Why are you asking that, Agent Barton?"

"Y/n's hands are covered in blood," he explained, pointing to her hands.