Dropping to the ground, Clint quickly pulled his body together into a roll so as to not break anything. He was quiet up until that moment so needless to say, a very surprised Russian assassin was not very happy with his entrance.

"Who the hell are you?! What do you want?!" She spat in Russian, while simultaneously hopping to her feet.

"I'm Agent Barton, with SHIELD" he responded in English seriously. He saw something flash across her face briefly. Was that fear? Before he had a chance to find out, she lunged at him with a knife, seemingly pulled out of nowhere, aiming for his heart.

Had he not been as good as he was, Clint Barton would be dead where he stood. Luckily for him though, he caught the movement in time, dropping to the ground and kicking her feet out from under her. She quickly bounced back, using her hands to catch her body and flip it back up. Immediately, Clint kicked his leg out, catching her in the stomach. Natalia advanced and threw a well aimed punch at his head, and Barton caught it, and flipped her to the ground. She jumped right back up, breathing harder than she was used to in a fight. Clint Barton was her first real challenge in a while.

Natalia whipped a knife out and lunged for his throat from the side. Clint barely got his arm up in time to block the knife and knock it out of her hand. In an instant, he had his bow drawn and aimed at her heart.

Check. Mate.

For several long moments he just held it there, poised to kill. Natalia was pissed. This dumbass American comes into her territory with his stupid piece of medieval weaponry and points it in her face? She may believe that dying (in the sense of getting killed) is for the weak individuals, who weren't strong enough to stay alive, but she wasn't afraid to die, and she highly doubted he would kill her. If he had wanted to, he would have just done it, instead of jumping down and introducing himself.

Clint had almost thrown his original idea to bring her in as an Agent out the window when she tried to kill him. It wasn't until he had an arrow pointed at her chest, and he looked into her eyes that he decided he would still try. This girl was fighting for her life because she probably assumed he was there to kill her, but it when he thought about it, he realized that he probably would have fought tooth-and-nail to stay alive in this situation too.

It wasn't until several long moments later that Natalia spoke.

"Why won't you just kill me already? You won, and I will never beg for mercy, so do what you were sent to do. " Natalia said with defiance evident in her voice.

"I'm not going to kill you." Clint replied evenly, yet never taking his eyes off of her. She may have stopped actively trying to kill him, but that didn't mean he trusted her.

"So torture then?" She hissed, and sent him a glare that would kill if looks could.

"I'm not going to torture you either." He responded, hiding his surprise. 'What kinds of people have captured her before now?' he thought as he tried to gauge her reaction. When her face relaxed ever so slightly, he went on.

"Look, I know that you're good at what you do, good enough to be put at the top of the SHIELD threat list. I know that you don't have any family left, and no real reason to continue to work for the Red Room. They'll kill you if they find out you've been standing here having this conversation instead of continuing trying to kill me. On top of that, I know that it would be better for us to have you as an asset as opposed to dead. "

"Your people will never take me in. They would never let an enemy in."

"Who says they have a choice in the matter? And it's up to you if you're an enemy." Barton threw back.

"Well your right ear is twitching and you've 'scratched your ear' now about 3 times in the last few minutes. This tells me that you more than likely have a communicator in that ear and someone is screaming at you and you're ignoring them, and you've recently turned it off or muted it."

'Damn' he thought. She's good. Really good. But that did remind him about Coulson. He needed to finish this conversation. Now.

"What's it going to be?" He asked on last time.

"Fine." She spat. The last thing she needed was to owe him for sparing her. Satisfied with her answer, Clint reached up and gingerly turned back on the sound on his comm.

"CLINT BARTON WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?! YOU COULD'VE BEEN KILLED YOU JACKASS, AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHAT FURY HAS TO SAY TO YOUR STUPID ASS RIGHT NOW." Clint winced, knowing he fully deserved whatever Coulson had to say to him. Seeing his wince, Natalia raised an eyebrow at him.

"Coulson?"

"WHAT?!"

"Um, she surrendered, so when is the evac team going to be here? And also, uh, sorry."

"Sorry. SORRY? Is that all you have to say right now? You are so lucky I can't reach your neck right now because if I could, I'd strangle you. And you'd better have some answers when you get back, because you have a hell of a lot of explaining to do!"

"I understand Coulson, but for right now, you're going to need to trust me on this, and I need an evac team here."

"One has just been sent to your spot, expected arrival in 2 minutes. And if she fights them when they try to cuff her, they won't hesitate to shoot and kill."

"Got it. Phil, I'm so sorr-"

"I know Barton, just get to base alright?"

"Copy that. Barton out." Clint knew Coulson was furious with him. Not so much for the change in mission so much as the radio silence for 15 minutes. There was a good chance Phil thought she'd killed him for a while. Turning to Natalia he said "When the team gets here, they will handcuff you, and most likely sedate you" at that she glared at him and he continued anyways "but if you even attempt to fight back, or look like you're going to harm someone, the team and I will not hesitate to shoot and kill. Understood?" She nodded tensely.

In the background, they could hear the approaching helicopter headed for the roof of the building on the left side of the alley.