enter black widow

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by agentLadyAmerica

by agentLadyAmerica

authors note hey sorry I haven't kept this going ive been riddled with homework and party's and chores and I haven't updated a story all year!

Margaret's POV.

"happy new year Margie." Howard says to me "happy birthday Howard." we were not partying. we were not celebrating. who celebrates when you're on a mission after the man who shot your mother? that's right. dad and I were on yet another mission after the red room. this time the winter soldier has another killing machine with him. Natalia Romanov. the black widow. she's 13 years old. I can take her.

Natalia's POV.

"ah lady America. I can take her. hail HYDRA."

lady America POV.

"are you ready?" my dad-captain America asks

"nope. you?"

"nope. lets go." he says. mom tries to stop us "if youre not ready why are you going?!" mom tries to reason with dad.

"calm down mom. Ill get back in one peace. I promise." I say wholeheartedly. "Peggy we will have the team with us. you can stop worrying about her." dad promises. "its not her I'm worried about." mom says "me?" dad asks and mom shakes her head "Howard. wouldn't want him to lose his first agent." she nods towards me. "Aw mom!" I say as I hug her tightly. she hugs back. our mommy baby moment is interrupted when a rough, calloused hand is on my shoulder. I turn around to see uncle Dum Dum (I consider everyone my dad is friends with family.) "better get moving, lady America." I get on the plane with mom, dad, Dum Dum, and Howard. I get to sit in the cockpit wit Howard. we're headed towards Russia. figures. Russian assassins like to be home. why can't they come to America?! for crying out loud, why can't they come here!!!??? while I was speculating, Howard was keeping me distracted.

"what kind of music do you like?"

"oh, if I told you, I'd be considered a punk!"

"your hairs longer. you look a lot like your mother."

"is that a compliment?"

he nods towards dad, "I'll tell you later. can I let you in on something?"

I nod. "I want to let your mom run S.H.I.E.L.D., with me, and you."

"why me?"

"a weak man knows the power of strength. I guess a woman can too. that and you're my first agent,"

and then the bombs went off.

I got out of the cockpit and put on the parachute. "get back here we're taking you all the way in." mom says, mostly talking to me. "I don't see how you can. as soon as I'm clear you turn this thing around and get the hell outta here!"

authors note--that was just something I thought of really really fast.