An Angel in The Dark (Under editing)

Prolouge (Edited)

I ran, my young daughter in my arms. Gun shots rang out clearly . My Daughter was only two weeks old. Hiding behind a corner, I watched them pass. I looked down at my baby, so young and already used to being on the run. 

I made a last minute decision, one I should have made a long time ago. I grabbed a box and slipped her in, "We will meet again." I kissed her forehead. Another shot, horrified,I glanced back "Bye my angel." I knocked on the door and ran. I jumped up unfurling my wings. I had revealed my 14 foot wings. Brown with black specs covers them. One last shot and my right wings was down. I spiraled downward and hit the cement, some bones were crushed as I did. I had left  a crater in the ground. 

"Y-You'll Never get h-her..." I spit out some blood as I stood up. "Oh but we will, we will my darling. Until then we still have you." A man approached. He had brown hair and a well built body. The only way to tell him from a male model and a villain is the scar right under his eye. His name was Roman, he was a tracker for hydra, the best, but now he's the head. I stood weakly. "I'll never give you the information you need Roman, You'll have to kill me first." I said. 

Suddenly their was a sharp pain in my side, as I fell I saw him smirk, that evil smile could make a kid cry in two seconds flat. My tunnel vision came just as they lifted me and threw me into a metal container. Soon enough I was out of the world, blackness was all that was there. 

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Natasha Romanov's P.O.V

 I jerked upwards fully awake and alert. Fire shots rang out clearly and close. I gripped my gun tighter and went to the room next to mine, "Clint wake up." I said. He was already up and at attention. I heard crying, slowly I walked to the door ready to fire. I opened the back door to find a baby in a box. "What's th-" Clint looked over my shoulder.  I picked it up, more shots. "Their hunting the baby.." I held it close and slammed the door. "Lets go." Clint said. "Call Nick we need an extraction." He nodded already on it. I gathered our stuff quickly. "South of town three blocks." Clint ordered. I nodded and we headed out. We used alley ways and only stayed in the shadows until we found Coulson's car. 

"Whats with the kid?" He asked. "That's what we want to know." Clint replied. Phil started the engine and drove down the rode.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Few Hours Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Anything yet?" I asked. I leaned on my hand which I steadied on the arm of the chair. "No, There's no birth certificate, Birth reports, no tags, nothing almost like she never existed." A doctor said. Clint held the sleeping baby. I nodded. "We'll put her in an orphanage, Coulson will keep an eye on her. Hydra doesn't just take things for no reason." Nick said. We all agreed.