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I sat in complete silence. Something I haven't done in a while. It felt...nice. It felt like home. The Red Room. Everything was always so quiet there. No loud music blaring through the walls. Or people screaming for the heck of it.
After a few minutes, the door to the room flew open. The man who stood in front of me on the line walked in.
I actually looked at him for the first time. He looked as if he just came out of a photo shoot. I wouldn't be surprised if he turned out to be a model. He slammed a file down onto the table and gestured for me to sit.
I complied.
He leaned in so he was right next to me.
"Who do you work for?" he asked slowly as if he was trying to intimidate me. Well, it wasn't working too well. I would give him an "A" for effort.
"None of your business."
"Well you hacking into government databases kind of makes it my business."
"Well good for you, but, I ain't talking," I snapped.
This was getting very boring, very fast. You would think that they would have better interrogation techniques since the were known for their black-ops. Two seconds in and I'm already about to fall asleep.
"You are going to change your mind sooner or later," he said as if it was the most simple thing in the world.
Well, then you haven't met me yet, I thought.
"So now, why don't you answer the question?" he prodded.
When are these people going to learn? They seriously don't know when to give up. Then again he probably thinks I'm just another little girl who is going to break with just a little pressure. Not a Red Room assassin.
A brunette popped her head into the room. "The Widow's here." With that she closed the door once again.
"Well, the fun's going to start now isn't it?" he said as he smirked. He turned around and was about to walk out the door when I spoke.
"Only when the Black Widow learns how to have fun." He turned around slowly with a shocked look on his face as he covered it up quickly. I smirked. He thought he was so smart. Guess he'll have to learn that I'm smarter.
He walked back towards me and slammed his hands onto the table. "How do you know her?" he asked sternly.
"Is that suppose to scare me?" I asked innocently. I was trying so hard not to laugh.
Just as I asked that, the door of the interrogation room swang open. In the doorway stood the woman I hated more than anyone. Natalia Alianovna Romanova. She simply glared at me which I gladly returned. It wasn't everyday you meet the killer of your mentor. Friend. Family.
She spoke only two words as she walked in. "Answer him."
I tilted my head slightly and answered. "Why should I?"
"How do you know her?" the man asked again.
This time I answered, my eyes not once leaving Natalia's, "I hack, remember?"
"There is no way you hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D. deep enough know that she existed," he replied.
"I didn't need to. There is something called the internet, you know. She blew her cover the moment she decided to become an Avenger."
"At least she doesn't know anything else," Natalia said to Ward.
"I wouldn't bet on that. I know that you killed a fellow Red Room assassin named Alexzandra. I also know that her death prevented you from killing your actual target. The Winter Soldier. I also know that you could've saved her. You could've taken her to the hospital and have her taken care of, but no. You let her die. On the street. You killed the one person who thought of you as a sister. But you didn't care about that when you shot her now did you? You just wanted to kill someone." Somewhere between my little speech, I stood up from my chair and started crying. But I wasn't the only one who was crying. The Black Widow was also crying. Except she was on the ground in the corner in a fetal position bawling her eyes. The woman I saw before me didn't match any of the stories I have heard of her over the years.
I looked around for the man, but it seemed like he excused himself the moment I began my rant. My eyes immediately found its way back to Natalia's corner. Except she wasn't sitting there anymore.
Out of reflex I ducked just as the Black Widow swung her foot to where my head previously was. I immediately got into a defensive stance. She threw a punch to my head which I easily blocked. She kept on raining punches on me which I blocked with little to no difficulty. Right now, she wasn't even fighting. She was letting her anger get the best of her. But even now, her stance was flawless. There was no obvious opening. Even with her pain and anger, she was conscious enough to not compromise her her stance. If I was any other person, I would probably be dead by now. Unfortunately for her I was the best.
I grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her and slammed her into the table. She tried to elbow me in the face but I quickly grabbed that. I kicked the backs of her knees so her knees buckled under her as she crumbled to the ground.
I let go of her and took a couple of steps back. I allowed her to get up and recover. She wasn't going to kill me. I knew that. The "fight" we just had was her taking out her anger on something. I've done it to many people. People who were just as frustrated as I was. It helped. Taking it all out on someone was way better than a punching bag. Humans fight back. That's why when someone wins in hand-to-hand combat, they feel more accomplished than they would if they won to a punching bag.
"You knew her didn't you?" she asked after a few minutes.
"Yes." I answered simply.
"Thank you."
"Save that for when you really need it because I don't want it," I shot back. I didn't want her thanks. Anyone with half a brain would've done the same. I was no different. "But I think you may want to check up with your boss out there," I said as I looked at the camera in the corner.
She nodded and turned to walk out the door. But just before she closed the door, she asked one question that stumped me. "Did you take this mission because the Red Room told you to or because of Alexzandra?"
After a few moments I answered. "Both."
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