"It's going to be one hell of a reunion."
"You think?"
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"Suspects on the move," Natasha updated Yelena through the radio. "Heading up to you."
"Copy that," Yelena replied. "We're moving too."
"Who are you talking to?" the original Black Widow asked.
"My family." Upon receiving a confused look, Yelena continued and confirmed. "I broke the first rule they set for me for this mission: I didn't come alone."
"So you formed a plan to outright dismiss your mission?" This evoked a slight smirk from the redhead. "Your trainers should give you more credit."
"Спасибо. I think so, too."
"Good." Tatiana Vasilivna nodded. "That's the first step to anything: believing in yourself first."
This made Yelena smile.
"Suspects approaching your point," came another update from Natasha.
"Copy that."
"They have you surrounded."
"Figured as much. Good thing we came prepared-" Yelena turned to her predecessor. "Ready to break free?"
Her new companion gave a sweep of her arm. "Lead the way, Yelena Belova."
They got into position. Moments later, the door was burst open and a swarm of heavily armed Red Room operatives stormed into the apartment.
"So much for my peaceful afternoon," the future Sascha mumbled, and stepped out into the open. "Shalom," she greeted. "Or should I say Здравствуйте." And she opened fire.
Yelena watched the scene taking place before her eyes. She recognized a lot of her own movements and fight style within the other woman's, which only made sense, but there was also a lot more. This woman had had years - decades - to craft a fighting style unique to herself.
Her fighting style was both brutal and astounding in its swift effectiveness. Exactly what the Red Room trainers wished the trainees to achieve, and would beat into them.
"Doesn't look like you need my help," Yelena called over the sound of thrown punches and kicks and gunshots.
"Nice to have some company."
Yelena grinned. "I like you already."
Tatiana was inclined to agree.
"All exit ways blocked," Natasha said. "No point of exit clear."
"No clear exits," Yelena updated.
"Then we clear one. I have a plan - hang on." Tatiana wrapped an arm around Yelena's waist and charged towards the window, firing a few shots to weaken the glass and therefore weaken the blow. Yelena seemed to sense what was about to happen for she ducked her head low.
