In the state of Pennsylvania, nineteen year old Evelynn was a bit of an outcast. Its her senior year and she did her best to fit in at school but being the black sheep of her family didn't make her life any easier as it was hard to confide in the ones who raised her whereas her younger sister was perfect at everything. School, making friends, the student council president, and dating the most popular jock in school.
She tended to keep to herself, at school and at home, it hurt her heart feeling like she couldn't find her place until one evening on her late night jog, Evelynn can feel eyes watching her and by the time her gaze fell upon the shadow figure, she woke up in a ditch on the outskirts of town, her clothes bloody and all her senses strengthened times a hundred. Wanting to go home, things are not as easy going as she hoped, and now, she has her families blood on her hands.
Lost and no longer sure what to do, Evelynn runs, to where she doesn't know to which she finds a school that was created to help those like 'her' and then she meets the woman who she knows by her scent alone, but what's odd is that despite never meeting in her life, the woman recongizes her as someone dear to her. Though, Evelynn's biggest concern was, who did this to her and why?
Female character x Male Character x Female Character
(Poly Relationship)
Triggers: Blood and Gore, Suicidal thoughts, Slightly Sexual Situations and age gap (obviously)
Disclaimer: All rights go to be as this will be an original story, a little different than my usual fanfics
Ira Morozov and Natasha Romanoff met at the Red Room Academy, a place where they trained women and girls to be the world's deadliest assassins and best spies.
During their time at the academy they grew incredibly close due to being their best recruits and their growing feelings for one another, which made graduation hard.
If you saw another graduate in the real world outside of a joint mission there's only one thing for certain, that you were either tasked to kill them or they were tasked to kill you.
But sometimes the people with horrible luck get lucky.