The red room reborn - An avengers fanfiction
When the avengers are sent on a mission to gather intel and possibly take down a private mercenary company that have been linked to several crimes over the past few years, while on that mission Natasha discovers a secret, someone she thought she's lost long ago in the red room, the only person Natasha was ever close too in the red room, the girl she watched die was back and she's back for her. (takes place before civil war)
The avengers were out on another mission, Tony's new AI Friday had finally come across some reliable information regarding a mercenary company they had looked into and they were now on their way to what was believed to be their base of operations.
"What's everybody's status?" Steve asked a little quieter than necessary.
Tony rolled his eyes and with a hint of sarcasm says "you know cap, I don't think they can hear us from out here"
Hawkeye cracked a small smile listening to the two but not loosing concentration, keeping his eyes on the building in front of him "I'm in position"
Natasha lowered her head smirking like she was trying to hide it from unseen eyes "boys" she says not too seriously "I'm in position" finishes after a small pause.
"Tony?" Steve responds ignoring Tony's last comment and a little louder this time "you in position?"
Tony sets down a few buildings down as to not draw too much attention "yes captain" he replies half distracted as he scans the building assessing the situation, risks and things like that.
The plan was for Natasha to go in for her "appointment" and when she gets a chance bug the computer with one of Tony's new toys so they can gather the information they need to find out who is behind it all, the rest of the team were there as back up if it came down to it.
"You ready Nat?" Steve said through the comms.
Natasha stood up leaving her still full and now cold coffee on the table she had been sat on and started walking towards the building "as I'll ever be" she replied as she crossed the road.
"Be careful Nat" she heard Clint say just before she entered, once she did it was radio silence "always" she replies before walking through the main doors.
Making mental notes of exits, door ways, surveillance cameras as she walked towards the front desk Natasha did what was natural to her...lie.
"Hi" Natasha smiled but not too brightly "I'm here for my appointment" she said while looking at the receptionist with a casual but friendly smile
The receptionist looked at her for a moment before asking for her name and looking back down at the keyboard ready to type whatever name was given, Natasha Romanoff A.K.A the black widow had many fake identities it came with the job so she had already picked one out.
"Nancy Rushman" she replied without batting an eyelid and waited for the woman in front of her to tell her where to go, she looks back up at her after a moment eyeing her "8th floor, elevator is to the left, someone will meet you up their" turning back to her computer "Thank you" Natasha said politely before turning and walking to the elevator.
"I'm on my way up" Natasha says quietly as the elevator doors close, the receptionist looks up from the front desk and towards the elevator watching the numbers light up indicating it was going up, she picks up the phone pressing one of the buttons as she did.
"she's on her way up" a smirk growing on her face that was still looking towards the elevator, she puts the phone down and in a low whisper says "welcome back Natalia"