"AN: Nope still not mine.. Marvel's only.. So maybe a little horror in the chapter.. Just a pinch and a SURPRISE. Thanks for Reading.
CHAPTER TWO
Natalia Romanov or also known as Black Widow was astounded at the sight of the now destroyed Cytech Labs. Underneath the rubble and carnage, lay hidden labs built within the sewer systems. The labs were left deserted after the explosion, in its wake, horrendous evidence of the illegal experiments. There were bodies in cells in various stages of decomposition. The smell was dreadful, having seen atrocities around the world and even committing some this was turning her stomach sour. There were torture devices, needles, tube, knives. She didn't have to imagine what these poor victims with through.
Hearing Captain America calling for her she gave her location."Brace yourself Cap" she said. Taking a deep breath wishing that she hadn't from the smell of rotting bodies."Widow what is this?" she looked at Captain America or Cap for short.
Emotionless she answered, "This looks like a holding cell or maybe a torture room. These people were executed one kill shot to the head, I'm assuming the recent ones where done right before the explosion."
Cap visually upset, took a deep breath then grimaced at the stench. She knew how Cap was feeling, she was enrage, and feeling helpless, she was itching to hunt down these monsters and give them a taste of their own medicine. She noticed Cap had moved into the ante chamber. This room looked like an old Soviet gas chamber having already checked for active gas line finding none. She wonder what else this could've been used for. A Hulk room Natasha morbidly thought.
"There were no bodies in this room. Having moved back into the original room she decided that she would layout the bodies so she could get a better look at the victims. She voiced her commands through comms ordering Recon agents to assist. One by one they bagged and tagged each victim. There were three piles with at least 20 people in each.
She started on the last pile Natasha was startled when she found a small child underneath. Having only seen men and women age ranging from early teens to mid-50's in this room she didn't think there would be any children here. Having grown up in the Red Room she should've known. Homeless men,women and children were easy targets for someone promising food and shelter.
She kneel to the child softening her voice" she whispered "Hello". Wide unearthly green eyes stared back at her. Its face was pale brown, body was gaunt, the child's black hair shaved close to its head. Natasha couldn't tell if the child was a boy or girl.
"Come here honey" she said, she could feel the agents getting anxious not knowing if the child was a danger or not. The child just laid there staring as if Natasha or the other agents weren't there. She moved to lift the child, like a streak of lighting the child ran outside the door. Natasha moved to intercept the child when she heard a shriek.
She ran towards the sound finding Rogers struggling to hold the child. Cap tighten his hold on the child being careful not to harm her. Natasha slowly moved towards them, the child had finally calm down her head resting on Caps shoulders./p"Cap had a shock expression,
"Where was the babe hiding" Cap wondered. As though reading his thoughts Natasha answered" She was found in the holding cell". "Where" he asked before stopping himself knowing there was only one gruesome place she could've hide.
Natasha chose not to answer, Cap had already figure out the child's hiding spot.
"You're a fast one aren't you honey?" she asked the little girl.
The little girl stared blankly at her. Not expecting an answer, Natasha turn back to Cap, a look of disgust was on his face.
" It's a girl?" Cap asked.
"Yeah she's naked under that ratty shirt", Natasha confirmed. Startled Cap tried to hand the child to Natasha. Another loud shriek pierced the air, the girl started struggling for Cap. He shushed the girl and resettle her head back on his shoulders. She return back to her unresponsive state. "Let's get out of here", Natasha spoke.
Rogers agreed heading back out into the hall. Natasha inform the Recon team they were leaving. She also warned Cap that the little girl maybe photosensitive not knowing how long she's been underground. She was still unresponsive in Caps arms. Shrugging out of her leather jacket, Natasha wrapped it around the girl covering Cap shoulder. They moved quickly to the jet, having already taking inconsideration that the little girl would try to make a break for it now that she wasn't trapped any longer. Once inside the Quinnjet Cap settled down with the little girl in his lap. He attempted to make the little girl laugh by making funny faces. She just looked, He even tried to get her to say his name or hers. He tried to guess her age by holding his fingers up to display, she still hadn't uttered a word. Piloting Natasha headed toward Stark Towers, she had already spoken to Jarvis to alert the rest of the Avengers that they were having a guest.