A/N: Hi all! This is my new story, Taisha and Natty! You may have read my other stories, Heaven Spelt Backwards and A Smarty-Pants Addition, but if you haven't, please do! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers, McDonald's or Twilight.

Chapter 1: Stuttgart

Anastasia took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead, narrowing her eyes at her trainer in front of her.

"Don't give up. You're nearly there. Come, five more minutes, then you're finished," he said in German. She nodded and continued fighting him. Fighting had become like a routine now, punch, block, strike, block, punch, block, kick. It was just like talking in a different language that you knew; you concentrate and it's easy.

When the five minutes was up, they shook hands. "Congratulations, Tanaya. You have now competed all of your training. This is where you and I part ways. If you ever need to talk, you know where I am," he told her. Anastasia nodded and hugged him. He was pretty much the only person that she knew these days, and now she was moving to a different city.

"Thank you, so much. For everything," Anastasia replied.

"Just don't waste your skills, Tanaya." He let her go. "Auf Wiedersehen."

Anastasia collected her rucksack and walked out the door of the gym, then she headed to her apartment to get the rest of her belongings and catch a taxi to Stuttgart, the next city that she was staying at. It was expected, with a big sister like hers, to get hunted down a bit if you stay in one place for to long. And she'd stayed in Wolfsburg for way too long now, and she couldn't risk it any longer. It was time to go.

The trip in the taxi took just over five hours, and by the time she got to her new apartment, it was nearly sunset. She payed off the driver and went inside, walking straight into the bedroom and putting her stuff down on her new bed. She looked around the room. It wasn't a five star apartment, but she had been living in worse conditions in Wolfsburg for two years, so this place would suffice.

Anastasia immediately took out a new change of clothes and stuffed her dirty ones back into the bag. She pulled on her black, ripped, skinny jeans and Mickey Mouse signet, putting her black, leather hoodie over the shirt and zipping it up halfway. She then put on a clean pair of socks and her black combat boots, before going to the mirror in the bathroom to fix her makeup and braid her hair.

Nodding in approval, she walked into the kitchen to see if there was any food in the fridge to have for dinner. She carefully opened the creaky door to discover no food at all. Sighing, she shut the fridge door, got her keys and went out to find something to eat.

She walked down the cold street, pulling her jacket tighter over her shoulders, but the temperature didn't affect her. She could've walked down that street wearing a summer dress and she wouldn't have been cold. That's one of the upsides to being part vampire - heat doesn't affect you and you don't get sick.

Anastasia walked for about ten minutes, easily avoiding other pedestrians that were walking on the path. She eventually stopped when she found a McDonald's, and she went in and lined up to buy some dinner.

She hadn't eaten McDonald's since she turned seven, the last time she had seen her older sister, Natalia 'Natasha' Alianovna Romanova, for six years. Natasha used to visit Anastasia every year at the orphanage in Moscow for Christmas and her birthday, and she used to buy them McDonald's to share for those occasions. It had been a further seven years since she had seen Natasha, and Anastasia was beginning to wonder if she would ever see her again.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when the boy behind the desk asked her what she wanted. She shook her head and gave the boy a smile; he was cute. He looked just older than herself, and he had spiky blonde hair and dark brown eyes.

Anastasia ordered a cheeseburger, small fries and a chocolate sundae, like she always used to have. She payed the boy and gave him a tip, which was generous of her, considering she didn't have a job and she only had what money was left of her pay from he told job in Wolfsburg.

She took her food outside and ate it while she walked back to her apartment. She got halfway there before remembering that there was no food in the fridge for tomorrow, so she threw her rubbish in the bin at the corner and went across the road instead of turning.

It was completely dark now, and she was walking down a thin, dimly lit road that resembled an alley in the middle of nowhere. Up ahead, she could see the road becoming lighter, and she could see the buildings beside her. She made sure that no one was around before silently sprinting up to the edge of the light. There was a man about twenty metres away, facing his back towards her, and he was dressed in a security uniform and holding a gun.

Anastasia made sure that she didn't come out of the darkness incase she was spotted. It was obvious that she had gone down the wrong road, and she wasn't allowed here, so she sat down on the bitumen and tried to think of a plan. For some reason, she felt that if she went back down the alley-like road, something bad would happen, and she really didn't want her species to be exposed, because that would end badly.

She sat there for a minute with her arms around her knees when she heard the twang of a bowstring, and Anastasia looked up to see the security guard fall to the ground, an arrow stuck in him chest. Anastasia narrowed her eyes as she scanned her surroundings for the hidden archer.

Anastasia spotted him running towards a door to the building on her left with two over men, all dressed in dark uniforms that looked like the security guard uniforms, but obviously were not. She thought about going after them for a second, but then she remembered that she didn't want to be exposed, so instead she decided to run at human speed over to the door of the building on her right.

She opened the door to enter the building but was suddenly pushed back by all of the people inside escaping from something.

Well, this can't be good, Anastasia thought as people tried desperately to get past her. And then she saw what they were all running from. A man with dark, shoulder-length hair, bright green eyes and an evil grin walked out of the door wearing a black suit and carrying a golden staff.

Anastasia was frozen, not in fear, but more in shock, as the man waved his hand, changing his clothes to a green robe with gold metal and green leather. His staff turned into a sceptre with a glowing blue orb in the end of it, and a helmet appeared on his head that resembled golden antennae. Then suddenly there was two of him, then three, then four. The four of him surrounded the large group of civilians that had just left the building, making a barrier around them. Anastasia shook her head, clearing her thoughts and watching what was happening.

Hope you enjoyed it so far! I'll try to update every few days, but no promises. I know that it will be at least once a week, though! Please review and tell me what you think!