Ana and her friends stood side by side while Madame B sped walked towards them with a gun pointed at Ana. She spoke with a thick Russian accent, "I should have known you were Natalia's daughter!"
Ana shrugs, "And yet you didn't... which I find interesting because that's the first thing people say to me to the point that it annoys me..."
Morgan glared at Ana. Ana shrugs, "What?"
Morgan closed her eyes, "That's the best you got?"
Ana pointed towards the church. "Ohh!" Morgan smirked.
Their opponent was charging towards them, and in turn they also charged towards the opponent. Ana, then, yells, "I got B!"
Madame B chuckled, "Say goodbye, маленькая принцесса анастасия." as she pointed the gun at Ana.
Then shot, Ana dodged the bullet just in time. Making the older woman curse at Russian as she threw the gun aside. Ana smirked, as she got into fighting position.
The two months Ana and her friends spent in the Red Hydra Room, they learned to fight.
"Poor little Anastasia," the woman taunted, "can't deal with being a leader..."
Ana blinked the tears away. It's true, she will never be as good as her dad at being a leader. She put her friends' lives in jeopardy... She led them to quit and even more she can't stomach killing anything- hell she won't even kill a spider.
While all this thoughts swirled in her head, Ana was jumping on top buildings. Scared to turn around for Madame B might be there and was ready to kill Ana.
"Look at me!" Madame B growled, as Ana came to a dead end. The next building was about 50 miles away. Ana slowly turns around and B took out a knife ready to stab Ana. "Finally! Now, which part shall I show your mother? Carve out your heart and show it to her? Or your detached head?"
Ana was breathing heavily as she thought about jumping off the ten story building, I'll make it, right? She then spoke, "Borislava?"
Madame B gasped, "How did you... who told you?!"
Ana smiled, "Borislava, who is she?"
"She was my first kill." the woman's face turned to pure rage, "And you'll be next, princess!"
Ana backed up a little, she was on the edge and out of ideas. She charged towards the woman and in one swift move snatched the knife and threw it across the roof.
Ana had the advantage, she was great at hand to hand combat and B knew this but did not seem fazed by it.
Madame B was a great teacher, she taught Natasha everything she knows, then Natasha taught it to Ana but Ana was not just taught only by Natasha. Ana was also taught by Steve, Bruce, Tony, Clint, Vission, Wanda, Thor, Maria, and so many others.
Ana smiles at the thought. Then jumped off the edge, and used her shield as a sled and used the batons to stop. Ana looks up from the ground, as the woman ran down the fire escape with her gun pointed at Ana.
"Running, принцесса анастасия?!" the woman teased, "You are no leader! You are no good, like your mother..."
That last statement made Ana turn around and kicked the woman square in the jaw. The woman went flying five feet off the ground and landing six feet away, Ana ran towards the woman and kicked the knife away. "We all have a darkness inside us," Ana whispers in her ear, "the difference between you and me is... I do not let it consume me."
"So what now? You will kill me?" B chuckled.
Ana laughs bitterly and smiles, "Wouldn't dream of it, ma'am."
Ana left the woman handcuffed to the post.

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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.