"Not in the middle of Paris." she said, with a smirk on her lips as she easily caught another of Black Window's punches.
They had been fighting since early morning, hoping between rooftops, avoiding crowded places and public spaces. They both knew Paris like no one else. All of those missions had taught them well.
In Caprice's opinion, they weren't actually fighting. She was merely avoiding Black Window's strikes, never hinting her back. She wasn't supposed to hurt her, and she knew that if she tried, it would end badly for both parts. She had her bright blue hair flying around her and the tight catsuit clinging onto her body as she ran. She looked back once, just in time to see a bunch of red hair following her. Good, finally this is all coming together, she thought.
"I don't care where we do this! It needs to be solved right now!" yield Natasha, rage expressed in her voice.
Caprice turned. The Black Window was right. She started running towards a blind alley, not too far from where they were. As she got there, she quickly put herself between the wall and the entry. She knew she need it if she wanted to this right. Once Natasha got there, not that much later, Caprice smiled towards here.
"Natasha, Natasha… Get a hold of yourself. The last time we met, you weren't this much emotional. Are we losing qualities, Tash?"
"Don't ever call me that. Ever." said Natasha Romanoff. The Black Window tried to hide the pain she felt. Nevertheless, Caprice caught the hurt in her eyes, even if it was there for only a moment. She smiled to herself. She still caused pain on Natasha. Time to do this right, she thought.
"Can you please tell me what did I do this time, to be caught in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Radar?" she said, another grin in her lips.
"You know what you did. Torturing and killing that drug lord and then make everyone know about it isn't really your style. What are you up to?" asked Natasha, trying to keep her curiosity to herself. If she wanted to be successful, she couldn't show any kind of emotion.
"I thought you'd be happy. I mean, you were going to do it yourself, weren't you?" the expression on Caprice's face was pure amusement by now. She couldn't control it. This is going perfectly, according to the plan.
"Yes I was. But I was going to do it for S.H.I.E.L.D. You did it to piss me off. And now, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s pissed off at you. That means you're coming with me." Why would Fury send me after her? Why didn't he send somebody else? He knows, she asked to herself. She was going to have an extremely long conversation with Fury after interrogating Caprice.
"It isn't going to be easy, you know… Catching me.", said Caprice, with a wicked smile on her lips. She was having the time of her life.
"I've done it before, I can do it again." responded Natasha, trying to sound calm and cold. This isn't going to be easy. I had luck once, I hope it happens again, she thought.
"Sure, I'd like to see you try".
The challenging tone in Caprice's voice was all it took. Natasha lost her mind. She had kept her anger to herself, but even she had a limit. And Caprice knew exactly which road she had to take to reach it.
Natasha punched her. Or at least she tried. Caprice dropped to the floor and easily avoided the punch, and using her legs, she swept Natasha to the ground. As she caught Natasha's hands on a tight grip, Caprice turned her to make Natasha face who she was dealing with.
"See, I will always be better than you. I know every single move of yours, every single play. You taught me well. Oh, and I know the reason of you being here alone. The others are fighting Loki again aren't they? Hmm… I wonder how he escaped from Asgard."
"How do you know about Loki?" asked Natasha, unable to hide the surprise she was feeling.
"Let's just say… S.H.I.E.L.D isn't that great at hiding their "Secret Files". It was quite easy hacking into it actually."
Natasha wondered how much did the other spy know. I did teach her well. To well.
Using a quick move, she escaped from Caprice's grip and knocked her down. She was now facing the hard, filthy pavement of the blind alley.
"You're coming with me. End of story."
Caprice smiled and surrendered herself. She let a bunch of new, un-experienced agents take her into a jet.
Natasha didn't even notice. She is really losing qualities, she taught as she entered the jet, her hands, feet and mouth caught in a grip. She knew that despite being wanted by S.H.I.E.L.D, they would never kill or hurt her (too much). Fury wants to do what he did to Tash. He wants me to become one of the good guys and fight by their side. That won't happen. Evil is way much fun. Caprice smiled at her last taught and closed her eyes. This is going to be a lovely trip.
"Capricciosa Fiore, mostly known by Caprice is a twenty-four year old international spy born in Italy. Her parents died when she was eleven years old and she moved to Russia. The trail ends here. This is the information we have on her." said Fury to the Avengers standing in front of him.
They were all staring onto the screens, watching every move Caprice did. Except for Natasha. She knew that constant video-surveillance wasn't enough.
"Tony, don't even consider doing what you are thinking" said Fury.
"What? I was just looking."
"We all know what your "looking" means" said Clint.
"This isn't the time to be thinking about Starks sex life" said Steve, "We have to different prisoners in here right now. Loki and this Capricciosa. Which one has top priority?"
"None, we will divide. Steve and Clint will interrogate Loki, and Tony and Natasha will interrogate Caprice."
"Whoa, what about Thor? He gets to do nothing and I have to go deal with the "God of Mischief"? " cried Clint.
"You do as I say. And Thor is away, in Asgard" clarified Fury.
"The guy is always in Asgard. He never gets the hard work. Just the fun parts."said Clint as he walked away.
A silence fell in the room. Natasha hadn't spoken. She needed to do her job, and that is what she was going to do. Even if that meant going to talk to Caprice.
"Let's go Tony, it's time to work."
"Nice. Finally, a hot villain."
Natasha smiled weakly. Tony has no idea where he is getting himself into to.