[1] Beware the Batman and the Black Widow [1]

The Scarecrow

 Silent Terror Part 3

LOCATION: UNKOWN???

The lights in the room explode cutting off every sign of light glass shards from the exploding lights cut my face but I keep my composure despite the rising anxiety in my body causing the fine hairs on my arms to raise,

There was this unbearable static feeling in the air it weighed heavy on my chest I try and breath deeply but no oxygen enters my aching lungs,

I shut my eyes tightly because I already know what I will see when I open them,

I don't even have to guess where I am I can smell the stale blood, damp mould and industrial strong cleaning solution that they used to clean the blood off of the floor I still remember it all no mater how hard I try and forget this hell.  

I'm no longer tied up, but handcuffed to a rusty metal bed railing above my head

I hesitantly open my eyes and I am back in 'hell' but it was better well known as the Red Room it was the place where I was trained as an assassin/spy and my life was taken from me.

Small old looking beds lined the dank room but they were empty unlike the days when I was actually here they would always be lined with other little girls competing for the 'Black Widow' title,

I was alone,

"forever alone" a sinister voice in the air hisses 

There was somebody in the room with me standing in the corner cloaked in the dark shadows and they were laughing almost hysterically at my unfortunate situation.

The figure steps into the light that was coming through the dirty chained windows.

I recognized the small slender figure, their wavy red hair reached to their waist and their icy blue eyes gleamed with a sinister joy

It was me

Or me when I was bad anyway she looked exactly like me except her eyes they were dark and foreboding and her smile was a lot more colder than mine the sight sent a shiver up my spine

<Is this what people see when they looked at me?>

"Jesus woman look at you is this what your life has come to?" she mocks as her hysterical laughing continued it was so disturbing like a hyena or Joker venom I think to myself,

I stare holes through my evil twin

I try and remain logical,

I knew this wasn't real this was the fear toxin playing with my mind making me see my worst fear and this was my secret that my biggest fear was that I haven't changed that I'm still that monster that slaughtered for her country

"What the hell is happening to me?" I exclaim it felt like my head was going to explode

"Mabey you've gone crazy" she implies as she twirls her finger around her head in a childish manner, but I knew I was many things however crazy certainly wasn't one of them although it was difficult I ignore her insults

I try and regain my jumbled thoughts.

I pull on my tight metal restraints, but to no avail usually I would be able to break these easily, but this was a dream no not a dream a nightmare,

Bad me begins to speak again

"Oh I know what you're thinking this is just a dream I will ignore it, it will go away but I won't go away Natasha I'm always there I always have been, watching you and I must say I'm very disappointed in you, you drop your legacy your career for what to play dress-up games with an egotistical billionaire with mommy and daddy issues"