MARVEL ONESHOTS

Girls day out ((Natasha Romanoff x BFF!Reader))

  SET BETWEEN AOU AND TWS

"(Y/N)! Behind you!" Natasha called out. You spun around, and fired your pistol. You hit the Hydra agent dead in the forehead.

"Nice shot!" Natasha called out to you as she flipped another guy over her shoulder. She playfully hit your shoulder.

"We still got a ways to go." Natasha said as she walked inside the building. You jogged up to her.

"When you said we were having a 'day off' this isn't at all what I thought you meant." You said. Natasha smirked and entered and access code into the door. It opened, and you were greeted by ten agents. You rolled your eyes and went for the nearest one.

"You know, normally girls go to the mall together." You said kicking the guy I the stomach and kneeing his face. Blood splattered the knee of your uniform.

"Damn, I just had this thing washed." You grunted, punching another agent in the jaw, knocking him out.

"Oh, don't worry, I can show you a trick to get it out." Natasha said casually, as she did her signature kick on one agent, then shocked another using her widow's bites.

"Alright, thanks, Tasha." You said, finishing off the last Hydra agent with a fatal blow to the head. You looked around.

"We clear?" You asked. Natasha nodded.

"What's next?" You asked as you followed her through the twisting halls of the building, occasionally running into one or two soldiers.

You and Natasha reached a large wooden door at the end of the hall. Natasha looked around for a access pad, and was feeling around the area for a hidden key.

"Locked." She stated, "You got a hair pin on you?"

You nodded and pulled one out of your hair. Natasha snatched it, and began to pick the lock. It wasn't long before the door creaked open. A man in a long coat stood with his back turned, facing a large computer screen.

"Ah, there you are." The man said in a thick Russian accent. Natasha glared and motioned you to stay there.

"Hello, Strucker." Natasha said, he voice dripping with a lying sweetness in her tone.

The man turned to face her.

"I was beginning to think that the infamous Black Widow would be beaten by a few soldier." Strucker smirked.

"Your arrogance never ceases to amaze me." Natasha said before lunging at him. She managed to land a few punches, the allowed herself to become caught. Strucker had her in a choke hold.

"You shouldn't have come alone, my sweet." He drawled. Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I'm not alone. NOW, (Y/N)!"

You jumped out from behind the corner and punched Strucker in the face. Her clutched his face, then looked at you, blood dripping. He screamed something in Russian and went for you.

You flipped onto your back and kicked him in the ribs. Strucker was now a moaning pile on the floor. Natasha was hacking into the system.

"Anytime, Natasha. Strucker's down, but not for long." Natasha quickly typed something and inserted a memory chip. Images of a man with a metal arm flashed by, and many reports of assassinations by "The Winter Soldier" flashed by.

Natasha grabbed the chip, tossed it to you.

"Let's get out of here." She said. You skipped the chip into your pocket and quickly followed her to the transport.

Once you were safely on board, you pulled the chip out of you pocket.

"What's on this thing any way?" You asked.

"It's something for cap. It's kinda complicated, but apparently, one of his old war buddies was captured by Hydra, and experimented on." Natasha explained, "They code named him the Winter Soldier. They basically tuned him into a weapon."

You nodded.

"Cap's been trying to find him for a while, and thus will definitely help." Natasha continued.

"Well, thanks for a wonderful day off, Tasha." You smiled. She smiled back.

"Anytime, (Y/N)." She said, "Don't worry, this won't be the last little trip we go on."