This is my first Avengers film so don't be too harsh? Anyway, hope you enjoy it!

I Do Not Own The Avengers!

Natasha Romanoff was many things, an assassin, a spy, a friend to some, an Avenger. What she wasn't was afraid. She was trained to never be scared, it just wasn't an emotion she felt. Up until now. The Red Room had nothing on horrors that were happening to her, that was a place she wished to return to. Natasha was not afraid, she was terrified, not for her life but for the secret she was close to giving away, the things she knew that lay on the tip of her tongue. She had to bite her tongue until it bled to stop it all from pouring out, only opening her mouth to spit out the blood before starting the process again.

It had gone on for days, the torture, the interrogations, the questions she would not answer. The pain was the only thing she focused on, the pain reminded her that she was alive and could not speak. It kept her aware, alive. The pain, the agony proved that she was doing the right thing. She was trained for this. The others were not. That had not been taken from their homes, trained from an early age to kill and lie and die. They were not like her. They did not have red on their ledger.

So she bit her tongue, she squirmed and thrashed but she did not cry, she did not speak.

They would find her, the Avengers would find her. Alive or dead it did not matter to her.

Their secrets were safe even if she had to take them to her grave…


It was supposed to be a normal mission, go to France and kill a target before he did something extremely evil. She had left from her apartment at Stark tower, Tony and Pepper had been so kind to her and the others and supplied them all with a floor each as well as remodelling to fit their needs, hers included a top of the range gym and firing range as well as a lovely large indoor pool so she could relax when she came back from a mission. She had gone alone as Clint was unwell, the flu or something stupid like that leaving her to go on alone.

It was fine going alone but she was used to Hawkeye always having her back if she needed it. Just knowing she had support was enough. Sometimes some of the others would replace him if he was on a mission such as Steve who was always willing to help her out as well as Tony when Pepper would let him go. Backup was nice, you felt safer, protected, something you should always feel in this job.

France was nice, the scenery was beautiful depending on the way you looked at it, beautiful architecture or bland destruction of wildlife. People were milling about, completing their days and travelling home as she walked deliberately through the rushing street and up to the busy aristocrat part of France with all the lawyers and business men.

Natasha had to follow a Igor Karcoff to his apartment, get inside and take him out of the equation before he did extreme and irreversible damage to the nuclear power plant, causing an explosion and meltdown that Chernobyl would be proud of, killing millions of people and polluting the northern hemisphere in the process.

Igor was known as a man not to be messed around with, Natasha had read his file multiple times and found out he had hired bodyguards and henchmen, some which could be quite dangerous even to her. But also he sorted out his problems on his own meaning he could defend himself.

She ran down the back alley and broke open a window to climb in.

But they were expecting her, they had prepared, set her up perfectly, their plan to cause a nuclear meltdown was just a ruse to get her here. Clever.

She killed 7 of them before they shot her with a tranquiller, she went down slowly still attacking and fighting even as they dragged her down to the basement. The toys lay on the wall, all waiting for her to wake up so the play could begin. The shiny blades caused her eyes to blur as everything faded into darkness…


"Agent Barton, we haven't received any word from Agent Romanoff in 2 days. Have you got anything off her personal cell?" Fury inquired at Stark tower after calling an impromptu meeting that none of them knew anything about. Until now…

"No Director, where was her last assignment?"

"France, she had to take out an Igor Karcoff who was planning to cause a nuclear meltdown in the nearest reactor to Paris. She was supposed to have completed the task 2 days ago and reported in straight away. She had never taken this long to answer."

"Something is wrong."

"I agree."

"So Agent Romanoff is in trouble?" Steve questioned, "The woman who threatened to cut off my ears and stick them back on to my neck when I stole her sandwich? Are you sure she can't handle it on her own?"

"Yes Captain, something is definitely wrong, she is taking too long, the last time she checked in she was already at the house with the target in sight. It was supposed to be easy…"

Clint sighed deeply and shook his head frowning, it was his fault he thought, if he had gone with her she would probably be fine and safely home.

"Do not blame yourself, she is a capable woman." Thor reassured Barton as he watched him go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. "I believe she is fine Agent Barton."

Pepper shuffled over to Tony and patted his arm comfortingly but it just agitated him, he stood up quickly and started pacing the room. Tony Stark was afraid for his friend, she was an extraordinary woman but could always be injured, just like any other human being. Even the great Captain America as well as he could be injured.

"Tony don't worry! I'm sure word will come in today or tomorrow, she is probably fine!" Pepper reassuringly.

"It is the probably that worries us all…" Bruce said, his first and only comment on the subject meaning he was definitely worried.


She was rocking about in a container, making her fall about the place and unbalance her chair. She was handcuffed to the metal bars on the back of the chair meaning she would not break it like she could wood. She had been placed in complete darkness so she could not find a way of escape and the only thing she knew was located in the container was the small vent in the top left corner as she could hear the air rushing through.

She was nervous, after 2 days of interrogations she was being transported on a plane to another country so the Avengers could not track her easily. Her own tracker in the curve of her elbow had been removed with a blunt knife causing extreme pain but Natasha thought that was the whole point of the exercise. Of course she was used to pain like that so it didn't unnerve her like planned, only took away another of her options.

After a bouncy landing she was taken out of the container and into a building blindfolded. She could hear cars passing nearby leading her to believe she was in a largely populated place and had a chance of help if she escaped. When she escaped…

"Miss Romanoff… Are you awake Miss Romanoff? Do you fancy a little heart to heart?" Igor chuckled. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck and tried to head buck him but to no avail. "No Natasha, can I call you Natasha? Now I have some questions and you are going to answer them. But first let's take the blindfold off. Huh."

Light burst into her vision as she quickly scanned the area. It was another basement she could tell but definitely in another country as the climate and humility was completely different as well as the strength of the sunlight bursting through a small panelled window in the top of the room, confirming that she was in a basement.

"See how generous I have been Natasha. Let's co-operate yes?" his accent grated her nerves as she continued to stare at his threateningly planning her revenge. "You know you have been moved. We have taken you to your beloved America, putting you under your government's nose. Funny yes?"

She side glanced at him and frowned, that was clever and would be the last thing they expected…

Igor shouted out the door, "Bring in the camera, we have work to record." Natasha blinked at him puzzled and tilted her head to the side inquisitively. Igor turned back to her and saw her expression, "Oh! We didn't tell you did we? We are recording your interrogation and sending it to your Avengers at the end of every day. They will live through your screams and know that you gave them up. You will give them up eventually."

The camera beeped to indicate that it was on, Igor Karcoff walked in front and sat beside her waving smugly as she death glared him. At least they would know she wasn't giving up soon. "Hello Avengers! Good day! I am sure you know exactly who I am, if you don't let me introduce myself, I am Igor Karcoff, the man your Black Widow was sent to kill but here she is. At the end of each day I will be sending you a video of the interrogations your friend has had to endure, or not depending on what she says. Shall we begin now or tomorrow? Let the anticipation claw at your throats waiting to know if she survived the day. I will start at first sunlight tomorrow. Good bye…"

The camera clinked off and Igor completely ignored her as he walked out. "Fetch her some food, we don't want her starving or dehydrating herself before the fun tomorrow." Her arms were chained to the wall before they removed the handcuffs and threw in a bottle of water and a bowl of a food she could not identify.

It was going to be a long night…


The Avengers sent Pepper out when they received the disk apparently given in to the police. They all watched in horror as they spotted Natasha in the background as Igor continued to rant, they had until sunrise to find her or else…

Steve started sending them on different tasks all through the night but nothing turned up. They watched together in disarray as the sun rose.

"What will they do to her?" Steve questioned all the officers as they sat down at Stark's dining table to discuss that they should do next.

"Many things, electrocution is most likely as she was trained by the Soviets they loved to use that. But they will mix it up most likely." Clint barked sadly, he knew a lot about Natasha's past, they had spoken about it on a few occasions.

"She shall be ok." Thor said quietly.

"She was trained to endure such things right?" Bruce questioned hopefully.

Fury thought for a few moments, "Yes but torture is torture, everybody breaks at one point."


The camera was rolling as she was abruptly awoken by a bucket of freezing water that left her teeth chattering.

"I'd wish you a good morning but I'd rather kill you." She said viciously even though she was frozen solid and shivering uncontrollably.

"That is fine Natasha, now let us begin. Where is the main set-up of the Avengers?" Igor questioned. She ignored him. He repeated the question several times before grabbing her face and making her look at him. "Where are they?" he hissed, spit flying onto her face.

She smirked and spat in his face. His hand rose sharply and smacked her round the face causing her neck to jolt. She looked into his eyes and spat the blood in her mouth sideways keeping her eyes set on him in clear defiance. The questions continued "Where are they located? How was each individual added to the program? How did Dr Banner create the Hulk? Where can Captain America's serum be found?" She ignored every question only answering a few with swearwords in English, Russian, Spanish, Mandarin, German and weirdly Swahili.

She was hit, cut and kicked repeatedly throughout 6 hours before he spoke again to the camera. "She is good isn't she? Already 3 broken ribs and a fractured wrist and still no complaints, no screams, no cries. A woman like that is useful."

The camera clicked off and she let a breath of relief escape her lips. It was over. For now…


They received the disk as the sun set over the New York buildings, the sun reflected off the glass buildings and shone brightly over the landscape. Pepper was taken out of the room, she wasn't an Avenger and she wasn't like the rest of them, she was naive to the situation, didn't deserve to see the horrors that were happening to her friend. The Avengers watched sadly as their friend was beaten for answers about them, she didn't say anything, not a single word about them. Everyone could see that Clint was taking it worse of all, that was his partner and he felt like he had failed her.

Everyone was thinking of their regrets that were centred on Natasha, missed meals and meetings, forgotten gifts for special occasions. Steve felt terrible; he didn't know how to lead the others so they could help her, find her.

Everyone went to bed that night but none of them slept a wink, Tony just lay there and cried into Pepper's shoulder while she hugged him close like one would do a child. He was out of character but this was one of his best friends! "What is they kill her?" he choked out pitifully.

"They won't. She has too valuable information, they won't let that go. It means you have time to find her." Pepper replied soothingly.

Meanwhile Steve was in the gym punching viciously at the bags, unleashing all his frustration and anger onto it until it broke and he could replace it.

He could still see her bloodied face in his mind, her eyes defiant and sparkling to each question they asked. She would be ok, she was trained for this.

Thor had returned to Jane for the night in need of comfort and support, he did not understand the things humans did for information, in his mind it wasn't right and worth it.

They all appeared in Tony's apartment at sunrise and started planning a search…

The next video arrived at sunset again, they all sat down and stared blurry eyed at the screen as she screamed mercilessly. Natasha was in another room, different to where she was last time and had probes attached onto her bare skin, she was unclothed apart from her underwear which made her shiver and goose bumps rise on her skin. Every time she did not answer a question she was electrocuted for an extra second each time she fail to answer. In the end she was being electrocuted for over 400 seconds each time.

Bruce had stomped out of the room when it had reached 300 seconds saying something along the lines of "so much nerve damage, I'll be in my lab." He hadn't returned.

The others watched horrified as she convulsed and twisted around screaming but not giving anything up. They would of.

"Clint how long can she last?" Steve asked nervously.

"Depends on what they do to her, it seems that they change tactics everyday for our amusement. Sick bastards. At this rate with the injuries so far she could last a week, two or three at a stretch."

"That little time?" Thor stared and pushed his eyebrows together in thought.

"Most wouldn't last through the last two days let alone more. I couldn't, you lot couldn't, the only one would be Bruce but he could Hulk out and stop it all."

"I think this isn't about the information, it's like they are trying to send us a message." Steve said uncertainly.

"I get what you mean, it's about the pain and what it does to us. Our reaction to it all." Tony replied.

They continued to watch as Natasha kicked one of the people restraining her convulsions. "I think she will be ok for the moment."

I hope you have enjoyed it so far! It shall continue if I get more that 5 reviews so please feel free to click the button and so you can see if Agent Romanoff does survive.