5,000 Miles & Only One You

Bullet Holes and Bullet Wounds

Sharon had made sure that Natashas cab would redirect a few times until she was able to hide her car and get into Natashas house and once she was in, she found the darkest place to sit and she silently waited until the woman of the hour was home. While waiting patiently, Sharons eyes flickered over the the room and noticed a small camera installed in the corner. With a devilish smile, she took her gun and shot it down. Whoever was watching Natasha, she didn't need them to know who she was.

The sound of tires driving up the wet gravel made Sharon smile. Slowly grabbing the silk panties from her purse, she placed them in her lap and she waited. The cab door slammed and foot steps were heard coming up the stairs, Sharon narrowed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Now was the moment where she would show Natasha who was boss, but little did Sharon know, she'd have to outsmart the assassin first.

Natasha wasn't dumb, she was far from it. She knew Sharon was at the hotel as she saw her while leaving, just like she knew Sharon would be here because, her cab driver redirected himself several times before catching the right turn. Natasha wasn't dumb, but she liked to pretend she was. As always, she carried a small G19 in her purse. It was a bigger gun than she'd normally carry in her bag, but it did the job when needed. Slowly, Natasha removed her heels and walked to the back door. She knew Sharon would be waiting for her by the front door, especially in the living room.

Without another thought, Natasha stood at the back door and saw the flash of a silver pistol through the window and she rolled her eyes. 'Typical choice.' Natasha ducked down and made her way to the rain guards where she had a small rose bush and a big tall Dura-Trel. Holding her gun in one hand, Natasha began to climb up the fence like object quietly and to her bedroom window. Without another sound, she cracked it open and slid in. Checking her surroundings, Natasha saw that she was alone and tried to figure out how to get rid of Sharon without doing harm to her. Natasha went to her dresser and grabbed another box of bullets and slid them in her bra before making sure her gun was loaded.

Quietly, Natasha made her way downstairs and checked the rooms she was in before proceeding. She stood in the hallway near the living room and sighed softly. "I know you're in here, Sharon. Come on out and we'll handle this like adults. No gun shots which means no blood." Natasha felt for the light switch and as soon as she turned it on a shot was fired. Natasha was quick enough to get by without getting hit, but it left her with no choice but to fire back. "You don't know who you're up against Sharon. I wouldn't do this if I were you!" Natasha made her was behind Sharon and grabbed her by the back of her hair and flung her into the wall.

Sharon gasped as she felt the throbbing pain in her back from the contact with the wall. "Oh, I know exactly who I'm up against, Natalia." Sharon fired her pistol towards Natasha, but the assassin was far too quick for her. "You slept my with husband, now you're going to pay!" Sharon fired again, this time hitting a vase. The sound of shattered glass filled the room, but her eyes were still locked on Natasha. "You came here to build a life and yet you're destroying mine! You deserve to be punished for what you've done, you filthy little whore!" Sharon moved from the wall and lunges toward Natasha, but before she could, she felt the piercing pain in her rib cage. It soon dawned on her that the assassin had shot her. "You little bitch!" Sharon moved her body quickly to grab a piece of glass and then towards Natasha.

Natasha smirked and completed one high kick right into Sharons jaw. "Oh I'm a bitch? You came into MY house to kill me, that makes you a bitch." Natasha soon kicked Sharons gun out of her hand and once the pistol went flying, she grabbed Sharon and pinned her to the floor. "You may know my name, but you don't know a damn thing about me. You can assume all that you want and you can expose all that you need, but darling, I know I have a lot of red in my ledger and I AM going to wipe it out."

Sharon hissed and tried to claw at Natasha, but it was no use, the woman was tiny but she held a lot of weight to her, muscle is what she was assuming. But Sharon wasn't done fighting yet. She grabbed the shard of glass and she stabbed Natasha right in the stomach and twisted it. She watched the woman slump over and Sharon laughed in enjoyment. "You may be an assassin, but I will outsmart you any day...princess." Moving Natasha off her, Sharon grabbed her cuffs that were pinned in her back pocket and she cuffed Natasha to the coffee table. Before heading towards the door, she grabbed Natashas face and smiled happily. "Your game is done, Natalia. Back to Moscow you go, where you will endure all the Hell you deserve."

As she began to walk away, she kicked Natasha square in the jaw and then threw a bag over her head. Sharon left Natashas house bleeding more than she wanted, but the moment she got in her car she called a friend. "She's ready. Now make sure she knows what kind of man Steve Rogers is. Make her suffer and most of all, I WILL be watching her torture." After ending the call, Sharon drove away and left the town as she now knew that she too would be the most wanted in the world.