Avengers Imagines pt.1

Muertos *️⃣ Steve and Natasha.

Song: James Bond spectre - also Muertos vivos estan.

Imagine; you and Natasha are best friends, she needs your help tracking down something valuable in Mexico and she needs you to show her and Steve the way and help talk to locals.

This is what you look like, or the outfit at least
(Picture above chapter)

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'Who are we looking for?' Steve asks Natasha as they're walking down the small but crowded street in Mexico City.

'beber beber beber!' The people in a small bar yell.

'Her, we're looking for her...' Nat smirks as she looks at you, a crowd standing near you watching you put the scorpion on your hand.

You slowly grab the glass and bring it to your lips, you watch the scorpion closely as it starts to walk on your arm hand hand.

The people hold their breaths, it's dead quiet in the bar.

You quickly pour the drink down your throat and catch the scorpion by trapping it in the glass. It swipe its tail against the glass as a sign of frustration.

Everyone bursts into cheers as you laugh.

'la próxima ronda es en la casa!' The Batman yells. (Next round is on me!).

'Enjoying death I see...' Nat smirks and you chuckle and shrug.

'It's not that bad here you know, nobody's after me...well at least they weren't...but now since you contacted me...' you turn to her and you lean against the bar as she sits down.

'We really need your help...I wouldn't have contacted you if it wasn't important...' she says a bit worried.

'It's okay Nat, I'll just fake my own death again, it's not like I haven't done it before...'

'You have faked your own death?'

'Yes, 7 times to be exact...and I have attended all myself...'

Steve seems impressed and also sits down at one of the high chairs.

'So what do you need me for?' You ask turning to Natasha again.

'We need a relic....it's somewhere in the desert of lions...'

'Well that's specific..' you grin.

'We need you to get to it, without being seen..of course...'

'And you chose the busiest day of the year?, el día de los Muertos?, what was Carnaval taken already?' You joke.

'Please y/n...' she says and you flinch at the use of your real name.

You stare at your glass and nod.

'I'll help you, else I wouldn't have told you to come here...you can come home with me, we will go before the sun rises...this way it won't be too suspicious...'

'Thank you, and I also wanted to say that I miss you...it's a whole lot better if you're around...'

'Yeah I miss you too....' you hug her.

'I have one question on my mind right now, Natasha told me you were Russian...'

'I am...make me mad, trust me you'll find out...' you chuckle.

'ya te estas yendo?' The barman says as you stand up and gather your things. (You're leaving already?)

'Sí, tengo algo que hacer' you reply. (Yeah, I have some business to do)