5 YEARS AGO
I sighed into the inky darkness of my cell. I should be used to it, but even after spending all eleven years of my life in this room, the dark still made me uncomfortable.
As a baby, my parents handed me over to Hydra for experimentation. Hydra tortured me everyday since, injecting me with weird serums until it felt like my insides were melting, pushing me through rigorous training sessions, teaching me to kill. One day, the tattoos appeared on my back after one particularly painful serum was injected. Next thing I knew, feathery wings were sprouting from my back. I soon learned how to control them and summon them at will. When I didn't have the wings summoned, the tattoos replaced them, outlining my wings.
A few days later, they injected me with another serum that enhanced my senses and increased my strength and speed. I quickly became their favorite secret weapon to send on missions. When I began to resist, they tortured me until they found a way to trigger my obedience with a single sentence. That was worse than any torture they did to me. I have no idea what is happening after they trigger me, but a few hours after I come back, some memories begin piecing themselves together. I hate it, knowing they have so much control over me.
Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps running towards my door. It flew open and I blinked in the sudden light.
"Experiment 0-612 grab your gear. We are under attack. Report to the control room as soon as possible." I nodded at the agent in my doorway before bolting towards the armory. I quickly grabbed my bullet-proof vest, slipping it on over top my black, long-sleeve waffle shirt. I pulled on my combat boots and fingerless gloves before turning for the door.
I froze and quickly moved into a defensive position. There was a woman in the doorway, with long red curls and a tight black suit.
"I'm not here to hurt you." She holstered her small pistol and put her hands up. "My name is Natasha, I'm with SHIELD. We can get you out of here, get you someplace safe." She put out one hand and took a small step towards me. I watched as her eyes darted to something behind me.
"Experiment 0-612!" I heard the agent from before call out. My head whirled around to look at him in the other doorway before looking back at the woman. I began bolting towards her, trying to get out the door before he said what I knew he was going to.
"Hydra demands your compliance!"
BLACK WIDOW
The small girl in front of me froze in her tracks and stood up straight. Her facial expression had changed drastically from scared and timid to blank.
"Ready to comply." She monotoned and I whipped my pistols out again, aiming at the agent. He only uttered out one word before I killed him.
"Attack."
BANG.
He dropped to the ground as the girl lunged at me. I blocked her first attack, surprised that she was so strong. She countered faster than I expected and I took a step backwards. In that moment, she darted under me and shot out the door. She had already realized that she couldn't fight me head on and was heading for reinforcements. I whirled and ran after her. She had a small head start, but I was gaining fast. She cast one eye behind her and as I leapt towards her, wings sprouted out of her back.
I twisted around in mid air to dodge the large brown wings and the girl shot ahead of me. She used her wings to propel her faster through the halls. I scrambled back to my feet and took off once again.
"So guys, I've got a girl with wings. I could actually use some help."
"A girl with wings?" I heard Steve question.
"I don't see her outside yet." Clint responded.
"She's headed outside now, West entrance." I replied as the girl shot around a corner, heading towards the door.
"On it." Both guys chorused.
A moment later, a blue and white blur shot out in front of the girl just before she reached the door. She crashed into Steve and they went tumbling. Both recovered quickly and faced off, the girl closest to the door. I moved into place next to Steve. I glanced at the door behind her as she did. Then she smirked and leapt into the air. She used her wings to propel her backwards and twisted to get out the door.
The moment she was out the door, one of Clint's net arrows pinned her to the ground. She screamed in anger. Steve and I walked over to her as she thrashed against the net. Her wings shrank back into her back as she moved onto all fours and tried to push the net off her.
"Sorry, she's not going to like this." Clint sighed, before turning the electric of his nets on and shocking the girl into unconsciousness.
"Let's get her back to headquarters." Steve sighed, pulling the net off the girl and gently picking her up.