-Author's Note-

Hi there! This is my first Avengers fanfiction, (my first EVER fanfiction to be precise) and I'm really looking forward to it! This piece is written from Natasha's POV, but will change with every chapter, so you get a little bit of everyone's feelings and what's going on! I won't waffle too much here, but I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers (Idk everyone does something witty here but I don't have anything so... Please just read it ok thanks)

-Chapter 1-

It was a bleak and frosty January morning when I returned to Stark Towers. I had just completed another mission; it was about average. The fighting was mediocre and the decapitation was tedious at best, but at least it was another mission complete. I pulled my coat up round my ears as I approached the entrance to my accommodation.

It'd been just over a year since the battle of New York, and not much interesting that happened since. We had all moved into the Stark Towers to make it easier for SHIELD to locate us when they needed to (even Thor dropped by from time to time when he wasn't in Asgard) and things were running smoothly, aside from the occasional squabble or fight.

I reached the large doors to Stark Towers, and stood patiently, waiting. "Good morning Ms Romanoff." Jarvis chimed as I scanned my keycard. The doors opened to reveal a grand entrance hall.
"Thank you Jarvis." I replied politely; it never once occurred to me that I was, in fact, talking to a machine. I headed straight for the elevator. I had only been away two weeks but I was missing everyone at Stark Towers like crazy, even Stark himself. We were all like family now, and although I would never admit it, I loved them all like siblings, and if something ever happened to one of them... I don't know what we'd do.

"Sixteenth floor." Jarvis announced, before I stepped out of the elevator. As my heels clicked along the polished wooden floor, numerous heads of my companions snapped up. The first one I could see was Clint, and there was another thing that I couldn't bear to admit. Clint and I were best friends, but sometimes wondered whether we were, I don't know, more than that? It was a silly thought to have, so I quickly brushed it away, and walked up briskly to meet him.
"Hey Tashy," he greeted me warmly and he pulled me in for a welcoming hug.
"Have I missed anything much?" I asked, stepping away as we came out of the embrace. Clint shook his head.
"Thor's skipped off to Assbutt again or wherever he goes, but apart from that, nothing muc..."

"What do you mean HACKED?!" Tony stormed through into the lounge area that we were in, causing us to whip our heads round in confusion.
"Wha..." Bruce began to ask, lifting his head from his laptop and putting his glasses up onto his head.
"It appears to be a group called the Rising Tide; they're a group of hackers, or 'hactivists' as they prefer to be called." Jarvis explained.
"Anyone got anything on the 'Rising Tide'?" Tony asked.
I shook my head - I'd never heard of them. But Clint obviously had.

He was silent, and that didn't happen often; it only happened when he was thinking, and that also didn't occur often.

"They're pretty good," Bruce said, sliding his glasses back onto his nose and tapping away at his laptop. "I can't find anything on them."
"It seems like no one knows anything about then!" Tony threw his hands in the air in frustration.

"I do." Clint said solemnly from beside me. Everyone turned to stare at him. "A woman named Katherine Heradez. Works for the Rising Tide."

Silence.

"How do know that?" I quizzed, but he shook his head.
"That's not important."
I frowned; this wasn't Clint's usual tone. I shrugged it off, he'd never stay this way for long.

"Well I suggest the first thing we do is find out where this woman is and pay her a visit, maybe that way we'll learn something useful about these people." Stark finally said. Almost immediately after he'd finished, Jarvis spoke.
"Sir, there appears to be an intruder."
I whipped round to watch in horror as the elevator quickly climbed the floors until it reached the sixteenth. I held my breath in anticipation as the doors open, to reveal a figure.

"I thought I'd save you the trouble of finding me."

-Author's Note-

What do you think? Seriously I'd love to know so pleeease review! It means so much to me that you've actually bothered to read this! Thanks!

Ok so next chapter should be up tomorrow (I'll and update this daily, apart from Sunday which is where I'll try and catch up with writing!) and it will be from Tony's POV.

Ok, seeya tomorrow! :)