Ch. 6

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Natasha watched as one of her closest friends took off. Cerulean probably thought she couldn't see the tears streaming down her face as she raced out of the meeting room... The BlackWidow ran to the computer system on the opposite side of the room to see where she was going. She watched on the various monitors that she was headed towards the Skydeck. The Skydeck opened, and she kept going, headed East it looked like, towards the coastline.

The assassin looked up from the monitor, Clint standing in her way of the director. The silence was deafening in her ears. "Why would you do this now?!" To say she was angry was an understatement.

"She needed to know. Loki is going to keep going after her until he gets what he wants. Her magic will continue to make the tesseract stronger, and he knows it."

The director spoke in a tone that demanded her to stand down. Natasha shook her head. "Not like this. She didn't deserve this. You're making her question everything that she has ever known! She's not the one that people should be afraid of." The assassin sidestepped her partner, as he grabbed her shoulder, silently pleading for her to step off.

"Fury. Cerulean has never-" Clint was cut off by Fury's glare.

"Hurt anyone? She nearly took out the entire coastline with the tantrum she pulled when you found her. The casualties were going to be massive. The damage irreparable! She is the one people fear. That's why I made sure she was neutralized!" Fury moved closer to Natasha and Clint, his hands folded behind his back. His shadow was intimidating to everyone in the room, besides Natasha and Clint.

Natasha seethed, "She was a child! A child who didn't know who she was, or how she had gotten to that beach. We trained her, gave her a home, a purpose!" Natasha moved a step closer, her voice venomous. "We discussed why we didn't tell her what she was. I thought that we agreed on the matter. But apparently not." She shook her head, turning on her heel and moving to the doors.

"Nat. Are you going after her?" Clint spoke from behind her, silently knowing the answer.

"Someone has to. Someone she trusts. I already lied to her once, I can't just sit by knowing that I've been one of the people who have caused her pain. I can't do that to her." Natasha dropped her head, her eyes beginning to water as she bit back the tears.

Everyone moved closer to her, glancing from side to side, and nodding to eachother.

"Then we're coming too. Fury is right about Loki not stopping until he has her. We need to get to her before he does." Steve stepped up first, slinging his shield onto his back. Tony pressed the bracelet on his wrist, as his suit formed to his body.

"It's a good thing I finally made my suit waterproof. Natasha, any ideas on where she would have gone?" He spoke towards her, in his robotic tinted voice.

She nodded silently, moving out of the room with everyone following her.

They all piled into the jet, as Natasha prepared to latch onto the mini-sub they used before to go check on Cerulean. As soon as she ran through diagnostic checks, they took off for the coastline.

Once over the sea, everyone got into the sub, aside from Bruce who stayed with the jet. He dropped them into the sea, and watched as they sunk lower and lower from view. Please be okay Cerulean, you're not the only one whos been told you're a monster. Hang in there. They're coming.

Clint piloted the minisub with excellent precision, weaving in and out of the coral reefsides that surrounded them. He dove under one, to go through a tunnel of sorts. Soon they could see all of the marine life that latched themselves around Cerulean's aura. Soon, sharks swam by the submarine, creating a barrier around Cerulean's home base.

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