Natalia moved quickly through the crowds of people at the party, trying to follow a man who obviously didn't want to be followed. She hadn't blown her cover yet, but she knew her target suspected something. She followed him towards the back of the building, turning around her once again as she felt eyes on her. She was used to eyes on her, she knew that she was attractive, but these eyes were different, they looked passed the beauty to who she really was, and she was not a pretty person on the inside. This simple! Kill him, and get out without anyone noticing until you are gone. You can do it Natalia. She doesn't usually get nervous before a mission, yet she didn't understand why she was so nervous for this one. Maybe it was the constant feeling that someone was watching her. She spun around one last time, still to find herself alone in the dark hallway, before knocking on the door, "Hello? She called in a French accent. (That's what her cover was.) "Monsieur?" She opened the door and entered the dark room to find it empty, except for an old couch and a few chairs surrounded by a small table with papers scattered on it. it appeared as if someone had left in a hurry. She pulled her gun from a holster under her dress and turned the corner to find only a few boxes. Natasha pointed her gun at the boxes and kicked it. "Empty," she said under her breath. Where is he? She thought. Suddenly Natalia had a feeling she was not alone in this room anymore. She cautiously turned around to find an arrow aimed straight at her face by a man, who she thought to be handsome, in a suit and bowtie. Natalia dropped her gun, and put her hands behind her head, making him think she surrendered. "Ms. Romanova" the mysterious man said, keeping his arrow positioned at her. She slowly began to take one of her many knives out of her hair bun without him noticing. "You have caused quite a stir at my organization." He looked away for a fraction of a second and the next thing he knew he was pinned to the floor with his bow knocked to the floor out of his reach (which sent the arrow flying). She moved his arms so that she was holding both of them with one of her hands, while the other was about to pull out the weapon of her choice when the man took advantage of her being off balance and rolled them both over so that he was now pinning her. "As I was saying, you caused a stir at my organization, and I was sent here to kill you."
"Then why don't you?" Natalia replied with a blank expression.
"Believe me, if I wanted to kill you, I already would have, but I saw something special in you that I think my agency could use. Before I go anywhere with you though I'm going to need your weapons." She pondered whether or not she would go with him to join this mystery operation, since her only other option at this point was death, and there was something in his eyes that she might trust him, she decided that she would go. He slowly let her up and grabbed her gun and his bow from the floor and pointed it at her as she stood up and started disassembling herself, taking each and every knife and gun off and handing it to him. She began to consider whether or not she would give him her widow's bites. She decided against it. When she was done, he set the weapons far out of her reach and then began patting her down, starting from her ankles, making sure that he had all of her weapons, when he got to her wrists and he began unlatching her widow bites she started to sweat. "Damn it," she muttered under her breath so quietly that only she could hear.