This is the first of 31 one shots based on the Whumptober prompt list as part of Inktober over on tumblr. Anyway, these will all be around 1000 words give or take a few hundred. I have some catching up to do so expect to see a couple of these a day through the end of the month. They're unbeta'd and just for fun so forgive any mistakes and just enjoy the whump :) I'm doing this for two fandoms so be patient please :)
PS - I don't own the Avengers...do I still even need to say that?
Oh and the prompt for this one was "On their knees"
Natasha glared at the gun pointed at her forehead. She clenched her jaw and wiped at the blood dripping from her mouth and nose.
"Haven't you ever heard it's rude to hit a girl?" she snarked as hands pushed her forward, further into the courtyard and away from the view of the party inside.
"I get the feeling you're not like most girls," her target shot back. "Put your hands up and get on the ground, bitch."
"You kiss your mother with that mouth," she taunted. But she obediently sank to her knees, hands slightly raised. Her black silk dress pooled around her on the ground. "You gonna shoot me?" she asked coyly. "Right here, right now?" she purred.
"You thought you could fool me? I knew what you were from the moment you walked into my house," the man snarled. "You thought I wouldn't notice you trying to steal my key? Did you really think I was that stupid?"
"Well I had hoped you were," she admitted with a smirk and a quirk of her brow.
The man glowered, eyes darkening with fury. He opened his mouth to reply, but she cut him off.
"But I hadn't counted on it," she went on, voice pitched in false sweetness. "What I had counted on was you noticing me. I counted on you trying to feel me up; and on you maybe not being as stupid as you seemed on paper."
Now the man was frowning.
"Because if you were even a little smarter than we thought, then you'd catch me trying to steal your key. And you would bring me out here, away from the party, with all your little henchmen along to watch your show of power."
Now all the men were glancing around at each other, looking confused.
"You'd be so proud of yourself for figuring it all out. And, me? I'd let you have your moment of glory. Because now I'll have no one left to contend with inside when I go for your files."
"But you didn't get my key," the man pointed out with a scowl, patting the pocket the key was in as if to be sure it was still there.
Natasha shrugged dismissively.
"Not yet. But the night isn't over."
"There are many of us and you're captured. I have a gun, not you!" The man laughed, but there was a nervous undercurrent to it as he waved his gun demonstratively.
Natasha let her lips curl into a smirk.
She didn't flinch as the two men holding her in place dropped, one right after the other, like puppets with their strings cut. She calmly stood, reaching for the knife hidden in a sheath on her thigh as two more dropped in quick succession. She stepped out of the way of the spray as her target's gun hand suddenly exploded in blood and his gun fell harmlessly into her waiting hand. Then she lashed out, knife neatly puncturing his jugular. She released the knife, disassembled the gun and dropped the pieces all while he gurgled and stumbled back. She pursued and fished the key out of his pocket as he finally collapsed. She turned her back on him and smirked.
The courtyard behind her was a field of bodies, each one systematically gunned down with a precise headshot right between the eyes. Ever the perfectionist, her Hawk. The idiot had probably timed himself.
Her smirk widened and she glanced over her shoulder, winking into the darkness behind her. She couldn't, of course, see any sort of response. She didn't know exactly where he was, just that he was other there. Watching over her, like always.
"I brought a bigger gun," she commented to the corpse at her feet.
Then she coolly made her way back into the house to complete their mission so they could go home.
not a whole lot of whump in this one. Just our favorite assassins being badass. But there was a little whump so it counts. More to come!