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Natasha Romanoff's Point Of View
I pulled my long red hair back into a ponytail, before slipping into a pair of black ripped jeans, a black tank top, and a red scarf. I check my appearance in the mirror one last time before slipping on my black leather jacket, and walking out of my room. I honestly have no clue where I'm going at this point, all I know is that I need to find Kayley, and I need to find her fast.
My thoughts are interrupted by someone calling my name. "Natalia!" I turn and see it is Alexi.
Great, this exactly what I need. Why? Why now? I really don't want to deal with him
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"Hello Alexi. What can I do for you?" I ask, making sure to keep my voice steady as to not give him any reason to become angry with me. I have made that mistake one to many times.
"Where are you going?" He asks me
"Ingrid told me to find Kayley, that's what I'm doing. So in other words, I'm doing my job. Any more stupid questions?"
Alexi glared at me, anger like a raging fire in his eyes. "Dismissed," He growled.
I quickly walk off before he has any chance to call me back. I hate Alexi. In the Red Room, there are very few men. There have been even fewer since the fall of the KGB in 1991. Alexi is one of the few men who has been here since I have. He trained me when I was younger. Shortly after World War II, when the Winter Soldier came along, Alexi was more or less demoted. He was originally hired to train all the young girls, but after the Winter Soldier started training them, Alexi was demoted to "enforcement." Meaning if we stepped out of line, Alexi was in charge of our punishment. And as always, he was Ingrid's right hand man. Your best bet, was to stay on Alexi's good side. If you were on good terms with him, he often was kinder when you stepped out of line. If you weren't on good terms with him… well, you were just lucky if you made it out of that room alive. I, like others, was bound to run out of luck some day. When that day would be, I had no clue. I sigh walking out of the Red Room building, main entrance. The Red Room is an old, stone, gray building, about three stories high. It was made of concrete. There were few window, and only the one door. It was a prison. But they never told us that. The key to keeping a prisoner is to never let them know that they are a prisoner. And that was what the Red Room did best. I shove my hands in my pocket. I really hoped I didn't have to deal with SHIELD today. I wasn't in the mood for fight. But knowing me and my luck there's gonna be three SHIELD agent son me today. So that will be fun to handle. I sigh and continue to walk, snow beginning to fall around me.
Clint Barton's Point Of View
Okay. Russia? Freaking cold in winter! And Airplane food? Aweful! Sometimes this job is literally a form of torture! Okay Barton. Focus. So Fury wants me to take down the Black Widow. She's good. I know that much. I enter my hotel room which provides warmth from the Belarus winter. After setting my stuff down, and lay down on my bed, opening the file Fury gave me on the Widow..
Name:Natalia Romanova
Base: Red Room
Height: 5ft 7in
Weight: 125 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Red
Powers:A version of the super-soldier serum keeps the Widow in peak condition, and her training has given her advanced combat skills. Her bracelets contain the Widow Line, a cable used for swinging and climbing, along with the Widow Bites, which fire electric bolts. Her belt carries explosives.
Romanova's parents died in Stalingrad during World War One, and a Russian soldier named Ivan Petrovitch became the girls protector. Forced into a marriage with Alexi Shostakov, she was sworn to obey him. In World War Two Romanova was sent to America, to get the Super Soldier Serum. When Romanova failed, SSR agent Margaret "Peggy" Carter, took her in to keep an eye on Captain Steve Rogers. Romanova and Rogers later got married, having a daughter whose location is unknown.
"Well that was impressive." I said looking down to the left hand corner where there was a picture. There honestly wasn't much to see. The photo was blurry. I could just barely make out Romanovas red hair. I sigh not knowing where to start looking for my target. Although Belarus was a small country, with a population of roughly 8,500 people. The best place to start looking for her, was probably a facial recognition trace though all of the security cameras, but at this point I didn't have a picture of her face for the computer, so at this point, we're making coffee, and doing manual surveillance.
Natasha Romanoff's Point Of View
No run ins with SHIELD yet. Thank god. I really can't deal with them right now. They are driving me crazy. I sigh walking into a small coffee shop. I order a large chai latte before going over to one of the public computers. I pull up two things. The air port security surveillance feed in both the New York, and Belarus airports (Belarus only flew to New York), and ticket purchase records. Now if I was a normal person, I could get into a lot of trouble for hacking something like this, but, because i am not just some ordinary person, and the Red Room basically runs the government, I don't really have to worry about the authorities. The only thing i have to worry about is SHIELD picking up the unusual anomaly. Because as soon as they pick up the unusual activity, I'm compromised.