"So you're mute, is that it then?"
He throws a punch at her, wind actually whooshing at his speed.
But Natalia is faster.
"Or do you only talk to people who keep you in a cage, all locked up?"
The Asset hisses under his breathe, he wanted to strangle her. Annoying.
The Redhead slides on the ground, slipping in between his legs, rising, and then kicks him on the back, hard enough for him to fall to his knees.
"Or do you.. like chains? I can see that, actually. It all stems from those deep underlying trauma, and-"
No one saw it, but he smirked when his metal arm was finally around her annoying little neck, blocking her air circulation, her desperate tries to turn the positions around.
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a story of way back when, Natasha Romanoff was all but a Red Room girl made of marble. And The Winter Soldier , who was brought there to train her. mostly a love story of pain and for pain, enjoy the bloody ride.Todos los derechos reservados