Stark had no clue what he had ignited with his question. Natasha had no clue what she had set on fire when she answered. Clint had no clue, but he had a ready armful of kindling. Yet in the end it was S.H.I.E.L.D, who had nothing for them, that decided the young flame's survival. Predominantly Natasha's POV from IM2 to The Avengers.
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Apologizing for any spelling/grammar mistakes beforehand.
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Originally published: July 29, 2013 {Other stats from Fanfiction.net} Chapters: 31, Words: 94,068, Reviews: 124, Favs: 118, Follows: 183
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Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?