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

The Widows Sting

Happy Valentine's Day Gotham Part 1

LOCATION: Bat Cave

"It's hopeless Natasha" Barbra says with as much sadness as I felt, like watching a faithful dear friend clinging to life but losing the battle 

 We both look down at the destroyed Widows stingers on the table.

They had been badly damaged in a brutal fight with Ras al Ghul last week 

<and by the way that wound on my shoulder still hurt,>

 However the stingers no longer worked like they used to.

Yesterday when I tried to shoot out a grappling hook I nearly took my own arm off and when I tried to shoot a Widows bite at a criminal yesterday it back fired and struck me instead 

<it was all very embarrassing, not my finest moment>

"Is there nothing that Bruce Wayne could do?" she asks hopefully as she carefully picks up the golden gauntlet being extra careful as not to damage them however they were badly singed and the electric casing on the shell was cracked wide open, as the gauntlet delivers Barbra as small electric shock she abruptly puts it down 

"uh ow" she mumbles as she inspects the small burn on her hand.   

I shake my head,

Although I had asked him not to I knew Bruce Wayne had spoken privately to some scientists and engineers over at Wayne Tec and they had said they didn't know where to start with the unique Russian technology they were made especially for me therefore irreplaceable 

I felt a deep loss as I look at the charred remains of my stingers on the table I've had them since my career as the Black Widow began I could never leave them behind 

<and that's not for a lack of trying>

"Is there another pair somewhere in the world or I don't know the blue prints on how to make new ones?" Barbra asks hopeful because Black Widow without her stingers well it was just wrong, My wrists felt bare without them

"Yeah there is locked up inside a maximum security bunker in Siberia surrounded by guards twenty-four seven" I reply

Barbra looks at me like why haven't I gone to get them already as we both know for me it would be easy as pie for the Black Widow 

<but I do have my reasons> 

"If I even so much as step a foot on to Russian soil ARGUS will hand me over to Russia quicker than I can blink it's part of my deal with them so that's a no go for now I'm afraid" I enlighten her on the terms of my 'self employment'

Barbra shakes her head in frustration I felt the same frustration

"Face it Barbra the stingers have bitten their last" I say sadly and toss them in a nearby bin they land with a loud clutter I resist the urge to look back at them.

Trying to change the subject Barbra loudly clears her throat and asks "You know what day it is tomorrow don't you?" I look at her knowing what she was getting at

"Yes it's Tuesday, February the 14th" I reply sarcastically she looks at me in disbelief 

"It's Valentine's day Black Widow the day off love and romance" a sour look appears on my face 

Ha Valentines day more like spend money on a holiday that has been twisted by Capitalist gifting companies for the purpose of financial gain as people spend tons of money on cards, flowers, chocolates and other such crap