The scorched angel

This is my first ever public fanfiction and my first attempt and writing anything remotely marvel related please enjoy. I do not own any of the characters from the MCU, I only own my OC's. This fic will be rated MA for later chapters.

They call her the scorched Angel. She was trained as an assassin and a spy, with the same group that trained Natasha Romanoff. Natasha and the Angel had known each other since the tender age of 5. They were both at the top of the training board, each harbouring the same deadly skills. Up until the age of 12 the girls were inseparable and nearly identical in behaviour and temperament. However on the day of the Angel's 12th birthday, she developed a new power, pyrokinesis. This made her the deadliest agent in training and the top in her training group, surpassing her only friend and ali, Natasha Romanoff. As they aged they grew apart in the sense of going on solo missions on completely different continents for months and even years at a time but they never lost touch finding discreet ways to call each other, using fake eleusis and even code names. Nevertheless at least once a month they would find themselves talking about the most mundane things, well mundane in their eyes.

When Natasha was caught and taken out of the Russians hands and fell into the welcoming arms of the Avengers the Angel made her break from it all, killing the company she worked for, becoming an independent assassin and spy sometimes becoming a vigilante. Yet the two never lost touch, talking more frequently and even seeing each other. However nobody knew of this, they weren't hiding this on purpose but both possessed the belief that it was no ones business but theirs. After all they were both private people, it was trained into them.

When Natasha became known as the Black Widow and her near death experiences were published in the news the Angel became a secret Avenger, almost. She would hide in the shadows setting Hawkeye's arrows on fire and throwing rogue knives at anyone who would come to close to hurting her only friend the only person she knew to trust, as well as the team that kept Natasha safe and gave her a home. Of course the others wondered how they won when they were clearly outmatched, even with their talents. But Natasha knew it was her Angel looking out for as she had always done.

After a particularly nasty mission all the team wanted to do was to shower, letting the water wash away their aches and pains, but as per normal life was not that easy. Fury was sat at Tony's desk, hands carefully placed in his lap and an indifferent look on his face. Before Tony could let out a sarcastic comment or a hurtful insult Fury interrupted, "I have a new agent that I would like to recruit as an Avenger", he stated. Tony being himself responded in monotonal voice, "It sounds like you're asking me but see I know better than that … So who is he?" Before Fury could respond the girl lurking in the shadows stepped forwards revealing herself in the light. Her most prominent feature being her red eyes. Red like a fire truck. Suddenly Tony was dragged out of his thoughts by her breathy voice, "Well I believe it is a bit brash to assume your new recruit is a man because I am very much a woman and have all the plumbing to prove it", she let out a small chuckle.

Tony took a sharp breath in and out "well it is wonderful to meet you …. I do apologize but I do not know your name" Tony said in a rather exasperated tone, clearly annoyed by the fact Fury wanted the petite girl to be part of his team. The girls face fell into an almost predatory glare, her years of training making it easy to tell when someone was hiding behind their words and clearly frustrated by undervalued by the rich playboy. Before the girl could lunge at Tony, Fury grabbed her around the waste, whispering "Calm down. There is no need to kill the man … Yet". She quickly obliged going back into her previous position with a frustrated scowl on her face. She reminded herself that she needed this to work, desperately.

Fury cut through the tension bringing both subjects back into the room with a simple word her name "Larissa Antanova, and she will be joining you from all missions from now on I am sure the rest of the team will enjoy her presence. With that I shall leave you two as I have a rather important meeting to attend to." As quickly as Nick Fury had arrived he was leaving again, leaving behind a rather pissed off and tired Tony.

With Fury gone, Tony silently lead Larissa towards the common room where the Avengers team sat around looking both bored and tired. Tony presumed some of the team would be rather unhappy at getting a new team member tonight but would welcome the petite girl with open arms once they had had a chance to rest.

Tony clapped his hands together rather loudly drawing all eyes towards the corridor he had emerged from. "So guys we have a new member gifted to us by the one and only Nick Fury".

All ears shot up at the mention of the new team member with both Clint and Natasha becoming tense at the mention of having to trust someone else. Although, Natasha would not be expecting to already trust that person but trust that person more than anyone else in the entire world.

Tony looked at the faces across the room ranging from minor intriguement to frustration before continuing with his speech. "So this is Larissa Antanova and she will be joining us on all our missions from now on". Natasha was rather disinterested until a nagging sensation in the pit of her stomach told her she recognised that name. Years of only use nicknames and her pet name for the girl, Angel. It was Angel appearing from behind Tony. Natasha looked up and into the fiery eyes of her lifelong friend but before she could say anything the girl winked giving a subtle shushing movement as she did so. Notifying Natasha not to say anything to others, probably to save both herself and Angel the effort and time it would take to explain their relationship and how they came to know each other, especially as it was so late at night after a mission. Natasha kept quiet.

The others went around introducing themselves, pretending that the girls menacing red eyes were not a shock for them all.

"Hi, I am Steve Rogers and am also known as Captain America. Nice to meet you", Steve said in a warm and welcoming tone.

Steve was followed by Bruce who gave a nod and pointed to the Hulk picture on the wall knowing that Fury would have explained each and every member of the Avengers to her anyway. Clint gave her a handshake with a simple "Clint but everyone seems to call me Barton".

Natasha took it as her cue to introduce herself, even if she knew she did not have to. With Thor being back in Asgard she knew that she was the last Avenger in the room who had yet to talk to Larissa. So Natasha introduced herself quickly and formally sticking to her usual unfriendly demeanor with newcomers, even though she was not at all unfamiliar with the person who stood in front of her.

With all the formalities completed the group decided to excuse themselves one by one completely wiped out from their previous mission only completed mere hours ago. Before all the boys headed off to their rooms, which were similar to apartments, they realised that their was not enough room for Larissa, she would have to stay on the sofa for the night.

"We do not have enough room to house Larissa what should we do?" Steve asked curiously towards their leader Tony. "She could sleep on the sofa, although I doubt even her small frame would fit", Clint quickly replied. Tony seemed to ponder over for a while before deciding on an answer. "She should stay with Natasha, I know she had a large sofa in her room and she is a girl and shit" Tony replied with certainty. Natasha agreed half heartedly, truly not bothered by the fact that she would share with Larissa as it is not completely new to them and they have shared even beds in the past

With the rooming situation sorted all the Avengers headed off for some well earned sleep.

As soon as the door closed behind Natasha and Larissa, they embraced each other it was silent and to any outside viewer it would almost seem uncaring but this is all these two knew, this was about as intimate they would get when there was a risk of another finding them. They were each other's weaknesses, their humanity.

However once the last of the doors were heard closing they began undressing into just a t-shirt and underwear. They looked at each other, appreciating the fact that they were going to see each other for a long period of time and not just a few hours. Natasha and Larissa both though the exact same thing at that moment, it would be like to good old days in which they were the perfect dynamic duo.

As Natasha got comfortable in the bed, Larissa shook her head dismissing the thoughts of her past and began to get into the bed along with her friend. She settled her head upon the pillow in a comfortable silence.

"Hey Lyssa … Thank you" Natasha said quietly. Larissa was confused before she realized what she was being thanked for. All those near misses and the times in which she had slipped up and Larissa had saved her.

Larissa moved closer towards Natasha and lead her head on her chest. She could hear the soft, steady beat of Nat's heart and without a thought told her friend that she would always protect her. And in that position with Nat on her back and Larissa lead upon her chest with her hand lazily thrown upon her friends stomach, is how they fell asleep.

It was the first night in many months that both Nat and Larissa had slept without a night terror awaking them from their slumber.