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

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NATASHA'S POV

An Unforgiving Anniversary Part 6 

Rule Number one is always not to panic,

I go into a meditative state to remain calm a little trick I picked up in Tibet, but unfortunately Jack was struggling with the keeping calm part

"D-don't worry Na-Natasha everything is going to be ok ha ha –ha" Jack chokes on the last laugh I eye him cautiously I need to calm him down before he transforms into the Creeper that's the last thing I need.

I put on my strong face "Ryder I need you to listen to me I need you to massage my leg right here to keep the blood flowing"

I know it was an odd request but it was the only way to avoid severe frost bite.

He nods his head vigorously and begins to do so I intend to keep my eye on him to make sure his hands don't stray too far but he looks far too panicked to try anything.

I send an SOS to Nightwing's communicator but I don't know how long it might take him to get here.

My leg begins to feel better but Jack still looks on the Verge of losing it so I decide to take a risk "Little trick I picked up on a survival course in Siberia" I tell him, he looks at me with blank eyes

"The leg massage trick I mean" I tell him as I motion towards my leg he nods his head still looking at me with distant eyes

"How about we get to that interview" my words snap him out of it and he looks at me in disbelief but quickly gets his recorder out of his jacket pocket.

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"Ok- ok people know you as the Black Widow the red headed terror of the night but what about Natasha Romanoff where did you come from you've got to have family somewhere?" uh wow straight in with the uncomfortable questions but I suppose I offered

"I never met my family, I was born in Stalingrad in 1923" his eyes widen in shock as he tries to work out how old that makes me

"Yes that means I'm 94 years old but more on that later, not long after I was born Nazi soldiers invaded my home town my father tried to protect us so they shot him dead and set fire to our house, my siblings were the first to perish and to save me my mother threw me from a window to the arms of a Russian soldier below before she too died in the fire"

 I pause to see Jacks face I knew that this had to be a lot to take in but his face was a blank slate,

Ever the professional I think to myself and I'm grateful for that I disliked it when people felt sorry for me.

"The soldiers name was Ivan Petrovich he took care of me and I couldn't have asked for a better father he raised me on the battlefield and taught me basic fighting skills and how to shoot but we couldn't keep it up so the Russian government offered me a private military education and we couldn't say no to that but the Red Room Academy wasn't all it seemed the academy was funded by the USSR and the KGB to train the female pupils into assassins and for 10 years it was a brutal competition for the title of 'Black Widow' and hate to state the obvious but here I am today"

I begin to get the feeling back in my leg "What did they do to you in the Red Room?" he asks obviously he is also starting to feel like himself again