Hey readers! This is my first attempt at a story, instead of poems. I hope you enjoy it and remember to follow and review!

A man effortlessly jumped from the air vents. He cautiously made his way to her bedroom. The room was dark containing a bed, a dresser, and a full length mirror. He went to her bed and took out a pocket knife. He lifted the sheet showing a bare mattress. He sliced a hole into the mattress and removed just enough stuffing to be able to place n object there. He stuffed the small bag into the hole and sewed it back together so he would leave no trace. He put the sheet back after he was done and shoved the stuffing into his pocket. He ran to the living room and hung on the air vent, pulling himself into it. He nailed the piece back in and left the building. She would never know.

Natasha opened the door and walked to her bedroom. She just got back from a mission and she was tired. She striped and walked into the shower. She washed her hair and enjoyed the feel of the water. She got out and slipped on her black sweat pants and a brown tank top. She slid into her bed and relaxed. It was always nice to get home from a mission. She closed her eyes and missed Clint's arms around her. He was on a different mission, much to her dislike. She still fell asleep though because of her exhaustion.

She was standing in the middle of a forest. She didn't know how she got there. A strong breeze blew her hair. The sky was grey and there were not any clouds in sight. She could feel something coming; she just didn't know what was. She knew it was something bad. The wind continued to pick up and leaves off the trees were blowing away leaving nothing but bare limbs. Rain started to pour down and it was hot. It burned her skin. She tried to run, but she couldn't. Animals stared to gather around her. They stared at her, eyes with fire glowing in them. They shouted at her and drew nearer. "What are you doing here, you monster? You killed mercilessly! Your death won't be grieved! This is your fate! Today you will die by our hands, the hand of your victims! Nobody could care for a monster like you! Why aren't you defending yourself? How does it feel to be at our mercy? You enjoy killing, and that's the truth!" The last comment hit her like a bullet. It wasn't true! Or was it? "Monsters are born, not created!" they screamed at her. Tears rained down her face. This wasn't the worst, this was just the beginning.

Natasha woke up with sweat plastered to her body and a hoarse throat. Tears stained her face and she longed for Clint to be here, like he always was. She lay down for a little bit until she decided to get up. She walked to the kitchen and made scrambled eggs with some bacon. She sat down and ate. When she was finished, she washed her dishes and got dressed into a navy blue tank top and a pair of yoga pants. She made her way to the training room Stark put in his tower. She ran on the treadmill and did that for about a half an hour. Then she started punching the punching bag, and soon felt calm. That is, until it became a real person. She immediately stopped and the man pulled a gun and shot it before she could react. She closed her eyes and braced herself for a bullet that never came. When she opened her eyes, all she saw was the punching bag. She looked around the room and still saw no one.

"Jarvis?"

"Yes Miss Romanoff?"

"Could you please replay the security footage from a few minutes ago?"

"Of course Miss Romanoff"

The screen in front of her showed her punching the bag, and then stopping abruptly. She looked worried momentarily and then closed her eyes. The screen then went blank. What happened? Did she hallucinate? Worried, she left the gym and went to her room.

She had only been at the gym for about an hour, but now she decided to go to the mall with Pepper and take her mind off it.

She went into the elevator and presses Peppers floor number. The numbers moved until she finally got to her floor. She was good friend with Pepper and often went places with her. She was an upbeat and fun person to be with. The door opened and she saw Pepper typing on her laptop while sitting on the couch. She walked over to her and Pepper looked up and smiled.

"Hey Natasha. What's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang."

"Sure, just let me change into more presentable clothes," she said glancing down at her pajamas. Natasha nodded and Pepper got up and went to her bedroom. Then Tony came out yelling for Pepper and stopped mid sentence as he saw Natasha.

"What are you doing here red?"

"I was going to hack into your most personal files and then blow up the building."

Tony raised his eyebrows.

"Just kidding. I'm going shopping with Pepper."

He nodded and then Pepper came out.

"Hey, did you move those files I asked you to?"

"Yes Tony and I also ordered the parts you asked for. They will be here tomorrow along with the clothes you ordered."

"What would I do without you Pepper?" Then he walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the lips. She smiled and said goodbye. She turned to Natasha "Are you ready to go?"

She nodded. They walked into the elevator and talked about their boyfriends. She told Natasha how he gave her a dog for her birthday. It was an adorable puppy. It was a golden retriever and she named it Max. Then she pulled out her phone and showed her photos of a happy puppy running around. They both smiled and continued to look at the photos. When she showed her the last photo, the dog growled at her and blood was dripping off its teeth. Natasha let out a gasp as the dog got bigger and morphed into a tiger.

Pepper looked over at Natasha with concern. She pretended to not notice, when they both know she did. They stepped off the elevator and shopped for a couple hours and then decided to go for lunch at Peppers favorite restaurant. Everything was going fine until the food came. Natasha had ordered sushi. When she looked at it, it started to move. She let in a deep breath.

"Are you okay Natasha?"

"Yeah, I am."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. You never finished telling me about that dream you had last night."

Pepper continued her story and they finished their lunch and went back to the tower. They said their goodbyes and Natasha stepped into her room. She was tired and it was almost 7. She showered and made herself some tea. Then she sat on the red couch and read her novel. Soon she slipped into a dream.