okay so this is my first fanfiction and Im finally happy to present it to you guys. This is going to be a major Loki and Natasha fanfic but of course I cant forget the other Avengers. Without further a do i give you Finding the light...
*disclaimer: I dont own Avengers or any of the characters this is strictly for entertainment purposes.
She was running. That's all she could comprehend. She heard the echoing of footsteps gaining far down the street as she turned a corner and found herself in a alley with a dead end. She was about to retrace her steps, but stopped when her pursuer was in the opening of the alley. Clint stared at her with frosty blue eyes , like when he was under Loki's control, standing there with his bow drawn and an arrow at the ready.
"Clint please this is loki not you." Natasha pleaded for once showing her fear openly as her back brushed up against the wall.
" Why should I listen to you, 'Tasha? You are a murderer. You kill because its fun. I should have never given you a second chance. You killed all of those people, your ledger is still gusing red, I should have killed you before and have been done with it. You think that the Avengers would have welcomed you with open arms? let alone S.H.I.E.L.D.? I should kill you here and now before the monster we both know you are kills again." Clint grinned evilly twisting his face into something like staright out of hell. All Natasha could see was hatred in his eyes and the need to kill. To kill her. Before she could even react or say a reply Clint let go of the arrow and it came flying into her chest.
Natasha woke up with a gasp in a cold sweat. She looked down at her chest where the arrow should be and let out a sigh of relief to find it to be another nightmare. Natasha looked down at herself to discover that she was soaked to the bone with sweat despite the cold temperatures outside of her tent. She looked at her watch next and it read 6:45 a.m. Natasha sighed and waited for her heart and breathing to calm down and got up to break camp. She put on her black heavy winter jacket with animal fur lined on the inside and her face with the S.H.I.E.L.D. symbol on the shoulders. She had very little time to head to the rendezuous with her quinjet to take her back to HQ in New York City.
She walked for awhile and decided to stop and take a short break since she was fifteen minutes away from the meeting place. Natasha was leaning up against a rock and taking in the Russian Forest senery in contentment. She always loved nature and what it offers. She lost herself in gazing at how the sun seemed to catch the snow around her and turn it into sparkling crystals making the icicles that were hanging from the trees and everything in the small clearing look otherworldly. Natasha was so tempted to dance in the sunlight until she heard a whine. She looked around as she shouldered her bag that she used for the mission and followed the pained filled whines until she noticed a bunch of blood spatters in the snow. Feeling a sense of dread Natasha peared over some undergrowth and her heart clenched when she saw a wounded wolf trying to make its way into a cave. She crept closer to the injured wolf and noticed it was a full grown she-wolf.
"I'm not going to hurt you" Natasha consoled as she walked closer to the she-wolf. It looked at her and tried to crawl to the opening of the cave quicker than before when she heard a pityful whine coming from the cave.
As if on que a small grey wolf pup came stumbling out of the cave hardly even old enough to walk by Natasha's observation. When it saw its mother it stopped and gave a small yip and happily hopped and stumbled its way toward her. The she-wolf perked its ears in the pups direction and tried lifting its head to give it the proper greeting but was very weak and couldnt lift another paw. The pup gave its mother a lick on the muzzle in greeting and instantly knew something was wrong when its mother didnt return the sentiment as strongly. Natasha knew what was going to happen but stayed back a bit mor to give the mother and pup time and space. The poor pup which was already starving and could die of hunger or cold started to wash its mothers face as the mothers breathing came out more laboured and as if crying the pup started to whine pitifully again but this time in sadness and not hunger.
Natasha stared at the sad heartwretching scene and decided to take a bit more steps toward the dieing wolf and its pup. The pup burrowed it muzzle in its mothers neck as its mother stared down at it in overwhelming sadness and looked at Natasha as if saying 'take care of my pup' and Natasha nodded as the she-wolf closed its eyes and breathed for the last time. The pup at this point was wailing in grief for the loss of its mother and Natasha walked closer to the pup. As she did the pup turned to her and instantly pushed more into its mothers fur.
"I'm sorry little one for your loss. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. I didnt know her but I'm sure she loved you very much little one. Please come with me and I'll take care of you for now on." Natasha spoke softly but firmly as she kneeled down before the pup. The pup looked at it mother to her and then back again before it walked on heavier feet weighted down with grief and stumbled in the snow and Natasha reached out to steady it. The pup looked up at her and Natasha gave it a warm smile and then looked at the body of the mother. 'I guess I should bury it its the least I could do' she thought.
Natasha went over to the mothers now dead body and carried it over to the mouth of the den and started to dig a hole large enough into the ground where no other animals or humans would come across it and gently and carefully put it in the hole and covered it up again. She stood up and brushed away the snow from her winter clothes and walked back to the pup and brushed two fingers over its fuzzy head. The pup looked at her from staring at the place where its mother now resided and licked her finger tips. Natasha smiled and picked it up and it snuggled into her for warmth.
Natasha walked out of the tree line fifteen minutes later and found Agent Coulson and two other Agents waiting her with a quinjet. It was in the evening now and you can see the stars beginning to come out. She came closer to the Agents with her little bundle and the Agents looked at it questioningly.
"Agent Romanoff what are you holding?" asked Agent Coulson staring at the little furball in her hands.
"Its a little grey wolf pup. I saved it after I witnessed its mother dieing of what looked to be a gun wound from a poucher." replied Natasha and looked down at the pup as it began to stir from sleep.
"Was the mission successful?" asked Phil and smiled at Natasha as she tried to pet the pup but it started to play instead.
"Of course Phil I'll give you my report when we get back to HQ" huffed Natasha as she glanced up from the pup.
"Good then lets head home and get into more agreeable temperatures" stated Phil as he and the other Agents lead Natasha into the quinjet.
By the time they finally were up in the air the stars started to appear more and as did the great lights that you can sometimes see from Alaska if you were in the right place in Russia and the pup gave a yip and wagged its cute tail at seeing them. Now that Natasha had a chance to study it more it was definitely a grey wolf with amazing forest green eyes with specks of gold here and there and had black tips on its ears and tail and also had black spots on its coat but not very noticable and had the traditional white paws and white underbelly and she also noticed it too was a she-wolf. It was a beautiful creature in her opinion. The pup yipped again gaining Natasha's attention and she looked at what had caught its attention. The great lights were showing beautifully in the sky and Natasha lost her breath. There was different shades of pinks, oranges, blues, and greens and this gave the inspiration to name the pup Aurora.
"I think I'll name you Aurora, little one, because of your eyes and your new beginning" whispered Natasha as the two watched the lights started to get smaller and smaller the more the quinjet flew them to HQ. When Aurora couldnt see the lights anymore she climbed back into Natasha's waiting arms and snuggled into her inviting warmth and fell asleep.
"The little thing is very attached to you isnt she?" pipped up Phil when Aurora was in deep sleep.
"Yes..."agreed Natasha as she looked at Phil then Aurora then back to Phil. "how long til we reach HQ?" she continued after a pause.
"Not for a few more hours so get some rest Natasha." answered Phil "You look dead on your feet"
"Rodger that" stated Natasha and relaxed into the seat even more snuggling with Aurora before closing her eyes hesitantly and fell asleep to for once no nightmares.
review please? This is my first fic so let me know if you guys want more. Reviews are very welcome! Hope to hear from all of you. Your opinions are very helpful and also welcomed. XD