AN: Series of drabbles about the Avengers and Co. Prompts accepted.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers, unfortunately.
She does not have a name.
She did, but she was long since forgotten it. It has long since been bleached from her skin.
Black Widow is not her name, but it is what they call her.
Black Widow.
The Woman.
Asset.
That is all she is to them, and she has no name.
One day, she finds someone who gives her a name.
There is a flash of dark purple, a streak of black in the lighter dark of the night. They are running, the nameless man and the nameless woman, and then he draws his weapon. He trains it on her. He could easily kill her. They both know this, the nameless pair.
She thinks he might. He is unreadable.
Until he doesn't.
He moves the arrow, the tip no longer at a leathal place, and he speaks. He gives her name.
"Come with me, Natasha Romanoff."
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It is not her original name, she knows, but it fits her. She slips into it.
He calls her Natasha. Tasha. Nat. Eventually he calls her friend.
The man is called Hawkeye, and she knows that isn't his true name either.
She calls him Hawkeye until she calls him Clint.