Breathe

Breathe. Wait. Focus.

Another day, another target. This is no new thing to the agent. She takes out people as easy as one might take out Chinese food. She is the master assassin, the Black Widow, an enticing creature, an omen of death. She is mystery and heartache and poisonous, all that's forbidden. She is deadly.

Breathe. Wait. Listen.

She is the eye in the sky, the fly on the wall, only, she's too unique to go unnoticed, too noticeable to be suspicious. The Black Widow is everything you want to be and nothing you wish to endure. Light and dark, pain and pleasure, love and hate. You can never know her, but you know she's there.

Breathe. Aim. Focus.

She feels the wind in her hair, knows exactly how it will affect the deadly cylinder of metal that she aims to fire, knows exactly how to hurt someone so that their life will cease to exist. The Assassin can drag out your end for ages, or end it in one precise blow. She is the jury, witness and executioner. Hers is the one that ends your life, or the one that spares it, but she almost never does the latter.

Breathe. Ready. Hesitate...

She is the Reaper for the Gods, the Agent of the so called Almighty, the spy, and sometimes the soldier. The assassin is everyone, your friend, enemy, ex, your lover, coworker, partner.. As she stares down through the scope of her gun, she is your killer, your fate. Today she is his fate.. Or at least that's who they tell her to be..

Breathe. Remember. Stop.

Memories, some distorted and broken, some fresh and new, always racing through her head then, racing through her head now. Quiet evenings, silent comfort, unspoken emotions, meaningful nights. And for a moment, every once in awhile, she isn't the Assassin, nor the Black Widow. Sometimes, she is Natasha Romanoff, the face behind the masks, but never for long. She cannot be herself in this life, not without destroying any inch of sanity and reality she has left. The world is no place for wannabe ballerinas, it is too harsh, too cruel, and so she shuts herself off, hides herself away, just like any other day.

Breathe. Wait. Focus.

Breathe. Wait. Listen.

Breathe. Aim. Focus.

Breathe. Ready. Hesitate..

Breathe.. Ready.. Fire..

"...Barton is down."

"Good work Agent Romanoff."

Breathe. Remember. Cry.

She is Agent Romanoff, Master Assassin and Black Widow. She is a spy and a soldier, everything and nothing, yin and yang. She is everyone but Natasha Romanoff. She was Natasha Romanoff, but not anymore; at least, not to anyone that matters. All she can do, is,

Breathe.