BlackHill // Whatever it takes

BlackHill // Whatever it takes

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Natasha Romanoff, a good for nothing, stuck up bitch. Well I mean, that's what everyone says about her so why shouldn't she herself believe it. After the hulk tries to kill her, it sparks a series of panic attacks, each one taking a bit of her strength and confidence with it. She knows that she could never tell anyone, they would judge her and she refused to show any sign of vulnerability, that is until Maria sees first hand how hard Natasha's Mental struggle is. Maria sees a side to Natasha that no one else has. Her vulnerable side. Shes sat with her though the panic attacks and the hardships, She knows more about Natasha than anyone. But with disasters hitting earth left right and centre and with both of them being at the hands of death pretty often, could they ever defy the odds of being together? I don't own any character apart from Lauren Alex and some S.H.E.I.L.D agents
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