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Shifters of Shield Search for Answers Chapter 54

Natasha Romanov woke up feeling the now familiar sensation of an incredibly dry mouth. Her head was pounding and her muscles seemed not to want to respond to move the least little bit. Her mind fought the urge to stay in its hazy fog. It was safe there and she would not have to deal with anything. But the sensation of something clutching onto her arm disturbed her just enough that Natasha prodded herself to wake up. Natasha smelled the smells in the room. There was an unfamiliar metal slightly chemical smell faintly tickling under her nose. She could smell Melinda May's scent. From the way the bed felt, it seemed the Asian agent was on the bed with her close but not touching. Natasha could also smell the scent of Maria Hill. She was in the room but not on the bed. It was then she realized there was another scent, Phil Coulson. His scent was mixed with Melinda's which meant the couple were sitting side by side on the bed.

The three of them there confused her at first until she remembered. She knew three pairs of eyes were on her so she left them closed. Natasha realized that she had been drugged by Melinda May and that meant that the senior leadership had conspired together to punish and take away her freedom.

Careful not to move any part of her body except to open her eyes to barely open slits she looked to her right side. It was then she saw it. It was length of her hand and the width of her palm. It was blue black in color and almost looked like an oversized bracelet except it was too wide and did not hang loose but firm. It did not lay flat on her arm but was slightly raised. Natasha then realized the true functions of the object were not visible but hidden the blue black shiny exterior. It weighed next to nothing but to Natasha it felt as if it was a weight designed to pull her into the depths of hell itself.

If she was not being forced to wear it, she might consider it a worthy addition to her things. She thought her widow bracelets would snap onto it. She could almost imagine little cool gadgets that Stark came up with tucked inside of it. She could almost imagine using it in a fight and it giving her an edge. But Natasha Romanov was merely kidding herself.

They did not even consult with me about this. None of them did. They just surprised me with it and forcibly placed it on me for my "own good". When did they get to decide what was ultimately for my own good? Natasha thought to herself.

Natasha Romanov did not to look at these people much less talk to them. Shield had always been aggressive and secretive in its mission for good of the world by protecting it. Natasha Romanov was tired off it. She saw maybe this smaller group with a certain degree of autonomy maybe different. But based on how she had been treated, she now questioned that.

Widow lay there planning. A realization came to her. She may not be able to take the bracelet off but she could destroy the object controlling it or recording off of it.

They started this, Romanov told herself.

I am going to answer back and make a statement, Widow told herself.

A plan formed in her mind. The GPS was going off and she was going to by herself some time. Then she was going to disappear. No calls this time. No help from anyone but herself. Natasha would miss being in a family but could not stay somewhere she was not respected enough to be consulted about something as major as this. Skye and Kori had plenty of people here to care for them and love them.

The Black Widow Spider waits in her web, patient for the right moment. Then she would strike.