BOOK ONE OF THE ETERNAL WINTER TRILOGY
*EDITING IN PROGRESS*
Realizing that Natasha Romanoff a.k.a Black Widow doesn't fit into the illusion of superheroes, she decides to go on her own path. A path that leads her to becoming a vigilante. The life s...
Natasha's feet were as silent as the fluttering wings of a hummingbird as she climbed the rusted pipes that lead to the roof. Her shock-resistant gloves slipping on the frozen metal. The building was rougher and higher up close than it was standing from a distance. The windows were caged with iron bars, sticking out like bony fingers reaching for youth.
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Once on the roof she perched and examined the area below her. "There are six men surrounding each side of the building. Everyone have their camouflage activated?"
"Rogers rogers." Clint echoed through the earpiece. "Get it? Because Steve−"
"No man." James said as he squinted through the telescope of his Barrett M82A1M. "Don't ever say that again."
"You guys are so Russian." Clint sighed.
"Camouflage activated." Steve said, ignoring the unimportant comments. Their bodies were soon swallowed into their surroundings, hidden like shadows in the dark.
Natasha stood as her suit blended in and watched the armed roaches. "Are we all in position?" The team responded "affirmative" in sync. "Alright, lets kick some asses."
Within a second, arrows flew like hail; its duel broadhead piercing warm flesh and paralyzing instantly. The men searched the perimeter in confusion, trying to find the man behind the bow. With every tilt of their head, every twitch of their eye a man found himself connecting with the shock of an arrow. It was like watching people dying from a poisonous gas.
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Natasha can hear the echoing of bullets coming from the front of the building. James and Sam shooting rapidly for the sky and ground. Grunts, yelling and the sound of machine guns filled the dense air. Trikov's men began shooting in the direction of where the bullets were coming from, trying to stop the infinite shower.
The back door splintered open as Steve, Wanda and Clint barged in. Wanda's hexes choking and freezing the men who had their fingers on their triggers. Steve shooting them down with his tranquilizer bullets and Clint knocking the rest out with the upper limb of his bow.
