The Other Rogers | Natasha Romanoff

Ch 54

*Underlining is in Russian*

I was working late in my office again when my phone dings. I get a message from an unknown number and it's in Russian.

Unknown Number: If you want the people you care so much about alive you come to (coordinates) in 10 minutes

Confused and angry at the same time I immediately leave my office and the building.

I speed through the streets making my way through the busy streets of New York towards the coordinates given to me. When I arrive it's an old building, I see a plane up on the roof which is still running. When I get inside it's completely dark not giving me a good feeling.

"Alright, I'm here." I say into the darkness making my presence known.

The lights turn on and when I see what's going on I reveal my claws.

"No no no put them away, PUT THEM AWAY!" Viktor Morozov grits pressing a gun against the back of Pepper's head roughly and I immediately do as he says.

Everyone I cared about was tied to chairs, gagged, men everywhere with guns and heavier more powerful weapons. Bruce wrapped in heavier chains and more men having guns aimed at him. I see one of Viktor's men pointing his gun right at Tonys arc reactor making me gulp. Everyone was there, the team, Pepper, Happy, Alex, but when I see Peter there tied up with tear stains on his cheeks I snap.

"What's he doing here?! He's just a kid!" I grit stepping up but a gun is pressed against his head making me stop.

"Because you care for this little runt." Viktor says simply ruffling his hair.

"They don't have anything to do with this-

"They have everything to do with this!" He exclaims cutting me off.

"Get your phone and smash it." He commands and I do it, grabbing my phone from my pocket it breaking it in half.

Viktor had alot of men everywhere one for each person that was tied up and around the exits if there were anymore than the one door I came through.

"Ooh Mason Rogers how's your leg? That acid we've been working on, it has a kick doesn't it?" He chuckles going over to Natasha.

"Trying to use her to get to me Vik? You're a little late for that." I say.

"Oh no I know you still have feelings for the Widow." He says caressing the gun down her face.

"How's your body? Shutting down yet? If you weren't who you were you would've been dead a long time ago." He chuckles in his thick russian accent making me clench my jaw.

"Why don't you show everyone I know you've been working hard to keep it a secret." He continues mockingly.

When he sees that I don't move he glares at me.

"Now Rogers." He says clicking his gun.

I close my eyes and lift up my shirt as it has already spread to my upper body.

"Wow I'm impressed with myself." He says and I lower my shirt with a clenched jaw.

"What the hell do you want Viktor? What is all this?" I ask motioning around the empty building.

"We're going to play a game we loove to play, Russian Roulette. Everyone has numbers on their backs spin the wheel it lands on a number that person is safe." Viktor explains as I notice a Russian Roulette wheel in front of me towards the right.

"Safe?" I ask not knowing what this whole thing is about.

"Safe." He confirms with a nod.

As if on cue all of his men all his men bring up their guns aiming them on the back of my friends heads making my heart rate speed up.

So I walk over to the wheel cautiously and I play his stupid game slowly one by one the guns get lowered leaving my friends safe. I play until there's two people left, Steve and Natasha. This couldn't have been a coincidence but I didn't say anything.

"Aw look who we have left." Viktor smiles walking over the two who were sitting next to each other.

"This is where things get interesting Rogers. You're going to pick who survives and who gets a bullet to the brain." He smirks as my jaw clenches.

"So who's it gonna be? Pretty little Widow Romanoff, the woman you love or the other Rogers, little brother Steve." He asks.

"I don't love her." I reply coldly but my wavering voice betrays me.

"Oh, no? So I can do this?" He asks pulling out a pocket knife pressing it against her neck.

"And you wouldn't care?" He continues pressing it deeper making an indent and if he goes any further will draw blood.

I take another step but all of his men cock their guns aiming them at me now.

"Alright alright just take the knife away." I grit.

"On your knees." He commands and I look at him like he's out of his damn mind.

"On your knees." He repeats using the knife for emphasis and I slowly go down on my knees.

"Hands behind your head." He commands and I sigh doing as he says.

"Now beg me to release her." He smirks and I clench my jaw my eyes flashing red before going back to normal.

"Let go of her please." I grit.

"Mmmm I think you can do better than that." He says.

"Please let go of the woman I love." I respond looking down at the floor.

Natasha's heart beats out of her chest hearing Mason's words.

"That's more like it. You can stand up now." He chuckles and I look up to see he released her as I stand up.

"Now what's your decision?" He asks motioning between Steve and Natasha with his gun.

I look over to Steve but can't make myself do the same to Natasha even though she's right next to him. Steve has a look in his eyes I haven't seen before.

"I know there's a third option." I grit.

"Ah yes! Secret option number 3, and it's quite simple really. You come with us-

"Done." I say before he can even finish and a wicked smile spreads across his face.

"Wasn't that easy." He says contently.

"But you don't hurt them ever or keep tabs on them especially Peter or I swear-." I grit and he raises his hands in defense.

"Calm down Rogers save that temper for later. A deal is a deal. Come with us and we don't hurt them." He agrees and I nod.

"But if only it was that easy to trust you." He sighs.

*BANG!*