Hey another upload! I'm on this story now! I'd say there's about 1 more chapter left and an epilogue so I'm pretty pleased to wrap this up!

Hope your enjoying this!

Parker

'Oh yess found her! She's somewhere underground, like a base, its huge! And according to recordsss…' He said dragging out the S while checking a screen. Tony's relief was short lived as while reading his face turned slack, the small smile disappearing as he read on and on.

'What? What is it?' Steve's heart rate began to increase steadily.

'According to this, it used to be an underground base used by what was known as the Red Room, it was burnt down in 1947 which doesn't make sense, if it was burned down then how could Nat have gotten trained there? She can't be that old, it doesn't make sense.'

Steve wracked his brain and they sat in silence. Natasha couldn't be that old it just didn't make sense however there were many things that just didn't make sense about Nat and her really weird past. Before he could even delve into that long string of thought they landed, creating a big enough jolt on the jet to wake tip the 3 other sleeping avengers.

'Guess we better get moving, suite up.'

….

'We've been looking long and hard for you Natalia, you were so far off the grid we couldn't even trace your steps and I must admit I was proud of you, working for the side you were bought into but then you moved to S.H.I.E.L.D and what happened? You became an avenger! All while we were brewing up a lovely plan to just find you and get you back, you became one of the most high profile people in the world! This was just waiting to happen….'

As Natasha walked along her anxiety grew, even though she was listening to the headmistresses words she couldn't help thinking about how familiar this walk was almost as if she was going to the…

Her heart stopped, PTSD from the last time she was there kicked in and she could practically hear her heartbeat in her ears. The medical room, the room where everything shitty and horrible happened in her life. Where she was sterilised, where she was injected with a drug that would change her life, where she practically had no control over anything.

The headmistress noticed this change, inwardly smiled to herself but carried on speaking.

'So we ensured that we set up one of our old bases, just something big enough to alert the avengers, obviously we didn't plan the fact that all your little friends would be there but yeah, we set up a easy bate for you and poof, we have you here right now, now Alexi if you wouldn't mind.' As if set up on cue, Alexi restrained Nat with a knife to the neck and wrapped his large hands around her wrists before she could even blink. He practically dragged Nat into the medical room and strapped her onto the steel table, wrists first then the ankles, the constant routine she remembers through all those years. Around her, large needles and surgical instruments littered the room whilst the red stained tiling which she formally thought was white was digging into her brain.

'What do you want from me?' Choked out Nat who was beginning to struggle with her leather restraints wrapped around her wrists realising that in the haste they were put on their highness was lacking and they were escapable, it would be painful but escapable. However, she needed a plan first. She saw the table of steel instruments, many of which were what she remembered to be as torture devices, she definitely remember the fingernail pullers, however one thing that stood out to Natasha's eye was the large needle containing a bright green liquid.

Oh god, that's not good.

In someways it reminded of the hulk. Again, not, good.

Just one disgusted glance towards the headmistress and she could tell she was going to start monologuing.

'See Natalia when you encountered Anna we were watching, while your technique impeccable you seemed to be stumped by her new feature, you see when you left Anna to die in the fire, she got burned pretty badly but we managed to save her and in the process she became out new test subject. Before you nearly ruined everything we were developing a serum to make an individuals skin practically indestructible, for years and years your little Anna was the subject to test after test until something brilliant happened to one of your friends. His gamma radiation poisoning made his skin practically impenetrable but he had that unfortunate green side effect. Now you might not have known this but his blood was collected and obtained by a university scientist when Hydra, which you would have known as S.H.I.E.L.D, had a large amount of the blood. After a couple of years we managed to obtain the impenetrable factor and factor it into a serum which as a result made your little friend Anna practically impenetrable. We wanted you here to try it, once we are sure it works we'll bring out your little brainwashing book, you'll forget your little avengers and we'll make you one of outs for the final time. Now we would like to start as soon as possible but Anna has been dying to chat with you.' Again, as it like on a staged performance Anna appeared in the door way looking unreadable. Her fact perked up when Natasha noticed the knife being thrown around between her hands.

Natasha was internally shaking, she knew she shouldn't have come here, she could have ran away, got a new alias but again the thought of leaving her friends was one she couldn't live with. Damn her connections.

'Hey bestie!.' Anna practically shouted in a mock cheery American accent. 'You know what's hard? Watching someone who constantly was better than you as a child succeed and become an avenger!. But I must say, seeing you in that hospital bed while you practically died was pretty fantastic. I cant wait…' She slashed her on the arm. 'To see...' She slashed her on the other arm. 'What happens!' Her smile was practically menacing as she walked to the edge of the room.

Natasha needed a window to escape, something big. She has her plan, dislocate her thumbs, grab the knife slip her feet out and quick as a flash shed be free. She felt like she had enough energy to try and fight her way out but if not, well, she'd die trying, it was better than being subjected to whatever was in store for her.

'Nothing to say Natalia? Well I guess we must get sta….'

The headmistress was cut off by a large siren going off through the facility. The comms unit light in the medical room turned red and a deep, clear voice saying 'Headmistress, Avengers are breaching the facility.' The headmistress' distress was clear as she approached the comms and said 'prepare the troops send them to the disable the so called Avengers, i'll meet you in the west room.' Clicking off the comms she turned to Natasha and grabbed the needle, face red with evident anger.

'Whats the matter? Cat got your tounge headmistress?' Natasha was practically delighted, smiling the most devious smile she could.

'We told you not to bring them, our threat was true Natalia. You'll watch them die painful deaths and it will all be your fault. Now unfortunately me and Anna have to go deal with the troops, Alexi here will look after you but we'll be back. Don't you worry.' While she didn't inject Natasha she kept the needle close to her, with a last soulless stare into Nat's eyes she left, Anna trailing behind her.

This is it, this her chance. Waiting to ensure that they were both a distance away were they couldn't hear the commotion that was about to start, Nat dislocated her thumbs, grabbed the knife, slashed off her restraints and before he could even notice, Alexi had a knife to the head. Natasha's heart was racing and she felt kind of dizzy, Nat placed her thumbs back in place, grabbed as many weapons she could find and headed the way which she heard the commotion. Her chance to finish things was now and she wasn't going to let that chance get away from her.

…..

The emptiness of the grey dark halls was unnerving as she stalked the walls of the corridors in search for her teammates, pain sparked in het ankles and hands but she reverted to her training, blocking out the pain, making herself feel numb as to ensure she finished the task which she set out to do.

When she came across the training hall which was filled with not only fighting avengers but over 50 red room soldiers her heart both stopped and filled with joy at the same time, on one hand her best friends were here to help and save her, on the other hand they were fighting off 50 people which supposedly thought were dead AND they all probably had impenetrable skin which would probably make them about 10 times harder to take down. Quietly, Natasha entered the room as to not bring attention to herself, she stalked down her prey, watching as the Headmistress stood silently in the corner twisting the needle in her hands, she looked as if she was going to leave, going back to were Natasha currently was. Inwardly Natasha knew her game was down, knew she was going to struggle to fight, with her gunshot wounds, dislocated fingers, cuts, and barbed wire marks. She was practically a dead girl walking.

She saw Steve, he was fighting for her, his eyes looked desperate and she begged they catch her, begged that he could see her before she tried to take down this horrible place. Instead she kept her mind focused and watched from the corner of her eye as he got took down. Numb it out Natasha, keep focused, you have your target.

...

Steve was scared. It was a rare occurrence on his behalf and he admitted to himself that he wasn't a fan of when his heart started racing and his sweat began to bead down his face. He was fighting, fighting super people in a desolated hall in Russia. All because of the one girl he had feelings for who could be dead at this moment in time and he wouldn't even know. But then he saw it, a glimpse of red hair, something which distracted him, gave him hope but hope was a weakness something which cost him a blow hard enough to knock him down. He couldn't focus though, eyes trying desperately to find that trace of red, that one thing that was so distinctively Natasha. The soldiers were advancing on him, knives threatening to cut into his suit yet still he was searching, looking on the ground for even the sight of her feet which he managed to catch. He saw the blood stained ankles and naked feet tip toe closer to something he couldn't see. Just the sight of her blood make his stop yet spurred him to fight more. Breaking from the attackers he fought his way through the crowds, just close enough to see the back of a red head block and counter attacks from the Nurse from the hospital.

….

Natasha knew the knife wouldn't be of much use to Anna and her impenetrable skin but if she knew head mistress she wouldn't have participated in it. Whilst she didn't want to instantly kill her, Natasha knew a knife to the stomach would be a painful and slow way to die, just what she deserved. In one smooth throw the Headmistress was on the ground with a knife in her stomach, Anna turned around in shock and anger and immediately began fighting, again, Anna had the advantage, she was quicker and smarter and had bloody impenetrable skin. Punch after kick was blocked but Nat was struggling to get the chance to attack herself. This seemed to go on for ages, hair was pulled, faces were punched and Natasha managed to get many kicks to Annas ankle making her kicks come slower and slower. She seemed to be doing alright, well, this was until Anna pulled a wire out of her suite and managed to wrap it round her neck. To anyone else this may seem like possibly the worst thing to try and do but to Natasha this was a blessing. She knew she needed that exact weapon, so if she could ply it from Anna she could use it as her own. The tightness around her neck was increasing but she persevered, kicking Anna in the ankle causing the tightness to slack and from this she jumped up, putting her thighs between Annas head and wrapped the wire tightly round Anna's neck. The commotion around her roared but she blocked it out focusing on the words she was going to say, 'I always looked after you, for years and years I made sure you didn't end up dead. I was always better than you, and I still am.' The tension from the wire between her hand got tighter and tighter until Anna dropped on the floor. Still, she kept the tension tight, worried that Anna would just get straight up, and as she sat on the body of her former best friend she felt a tear fall onto her cheek.

The fights were still going on around her but she couldn't move, couldn't bring herself to help, that was until she felt a stab in her arm, something small and sharp penetrated the skin, its contents being emptied into her spreading in her blood stream, to say it hurt was an understatement, she felt like she was practically burning, every inch of her blood was on fire and as she rolled onto the floor she turned to see the headmistress drop right next to her.

'You know Natasha, my one and only regret in my life was you. Everything I did, I did for you. You were going to be brilliant, fantastic even. As a product of me and the greatest soldier in the KGB, we expected grace and talent. And I never told you about your roots, about me or your father and I think that was the worst thing I did to you. I guess all there is to say is… I…Im sorry Natalia'

Natasha's throat felt like it was closing up, like she was constantly being suffocated, the burning was intensified and along with the new revelation she had no idea what to do.

'Y.. you'll… never.. be my…m…mother'

Refraining the need to thrash around her eyes darted around the room, just one look at her arm and she could see green veins creeping up her skin, she looking around for something other than fighting, something comforting. She caught the golden hair that was getting closer, whilst still being intercepted by soldiers she saw the urgency in his eyes. She tried to help but the burning kept spreading, her limbs couldn't move, her head throbbed and worse of all her vision was blurring. All she could focus on was the pain. And Steve. She could see he was getting closer, the black blobs around him crashing to the floor, decreasing in numbers until he was by her side, his soft hands stroking her hair.

'Natasha, whats wrong, what did they do?' His eyes wondering to the green veins travelling up her neck, fingers tracing them like they were a puzzle. The burning in her throat never subsided by the want and need to speak to Steve was dragging her in. Blackness enclosed her vision and she cursed the familiarity of the scene.

'G…Gamma… poison…Steve I.. I love.. you…'

And with that she welcomed darkness