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Natasha Romanoof was taken to a room, more like a laboratory. She tried to get away from their iron grips, but failed.
"Ahh...Little Natalya welcome back, I hope you remember me?" An old man in a lab coat that has been splattered with blood.
Natasha looked at the man showing no expression in her face but deep down she felt scared.
"Viktor." She said with a cold, icy tone.
"Natalya...I'm flattered you remember me."
"How could I forget? You tortured me my whole life."
"Yes, but it came in handy, right?. You can't feel pain or any emotions." He tooked a step closer to her. He smiled at her menacingly. "You grew lovely. Strapped tightly." He ordered the men that are holding her.
They dragged her to a operating table.
Natasha tried with all her might to break free from the grasped but it was no use. They strapped her to a table.
"Now, this is my favorite part." Viktor said while putting a weird contraption on her head. "You might feel a little sting."
He started the contraption. Natasha felt pain, not just in her head but all over her body.
She forced herself not to scream but she can't take the pain anymore.
She released a long and agonizing scream of pain.
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Run Towards Death
FanfictionAt the very moment she walked out that door, her past said hello to her and to her fellow Avengers. The Avengers discovers things from the Black Widow's past, things they can't believe. They don't know how Natasha was able to do and survive those t...
