Natalia's POV (Two Months Later)
Mission File:
Agent: Black Widow
Location: Lychenheim, Germany
Target: Dominic Puchin
Object: seduce and kill Puchin; retrieve stolen Red Room files
Background: In 2009, Puchin stole a flash drive with files on the Red Room from an old facility that was set to burned. He disappeared soon after. Yesterday, was reported to be planning to turn these in to a the Russian government in response to the attack in Amsterdam. His location appears to be in the small village of Lychenheim. Assumed to leave soon, but date is unknown.
Target Characteristics:
Name: Dominic Puchin
Gender: male
Race: white
Hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Height: 1.6 meters
Weight: 81 kilograms
Blood type: A positive
Other: short hair, above the ears; scar above right eye, going from his forehead to his ear; a limp on the left leg; local drunk, found in the village's bar; loner
"I assume that I'm leaving now, Headmistress?" said Natalia, looking up from reading the file. She was wearing a white blouse with a brown skirt that was a little above her knee, along with black heels.
"Yes, Natalia. Your car is waiting up front for you to take to the airstrip. An agent will meet you there and fly you to Lychenheim. Then take care of the target and return immediately afterwards. Remember what I told you. You are dismissed. Do not fail this mission Natalia."
Natalia nodded and went outside where the car was waiting.
"Your suitcase is in the back," said the driver.
"I know."
He drove her to the airstrip and dropped her off. Natalia hopped on the helicopter and passed the time for the next few hours going over the mission file. She already had it memorized but was bored during the flight. Her phone was in her pocket, but she didn't really care for it that much. It made it easier for someone to possibly track her. She only used it for her cover and to contact the Red Room for extraction. No attachments. They only hold you back. She checked her bag to make sure she had all her weapons. I think a knife would be best. She slid one into the small of her back, tilting it at an angle, so it wouldn't be noticeable during the mission but would be easy to grab.
The helicopter landed in a field not far from the village. Natalia walked the rest of the way, arriving near sundown. It was a Saturday night and most of the villagers were either getting drinks or at home. It was quiet for the most part except for the music coming from the bar. Less witnesses. She entered the bar and did a quick look around for the target. The other patrons eyed her mysteriously. They were not used to having guests in their area. Natalia found Dominic sitting at a table in the corner with a drink in his hand. She unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and walked over to him. She sat down in the chair across from him.
"I hope this seat's not taken," Natalia said smoothly.
"Nah, it's all yours," said Dominic. The two stared at each other in silence.
"I take it that you didn't mean to come here. Know everyone here in this place and you're not one of them."
She smirked. "Some accidents work out for the better, you know."
"I see. What's your name, sweetheart?"
"Could ask you the same thing."
"Well it just so happens that I asked you first."
"Ada. Ada Fritz," she said.
"Dominic Puchin. Finest man in town."
"I've seen plenty of men that look ten times better than you."
He chuckled. "Correction. Finest single man in town."
They talked for about an hour before Natalia's flirtations convinced him to take her home with him. His house wasn't that far from the bar. The two walked to his house with their arms draped over each others shoulders like they were old lovers. Dominic couldn't help but look down at Natalia's breasts that were exposed by her partly unbuttoned shirt. G
"Wait until we get inside Dominic. Then you can play with them all you want," said Natalia.
"Yes mam." He opened the door and led her inside.
Natalia quickly looked over the house. Everything about it was small and organized. Small kitchen. Small tv. Small sofa. Small hallway. Probably a small bedroom. And dick. He gestured for her to follow him to his bedroom. She smiled and trailed after him. He closed the door behind them. Natalia noticed the a bag packed in the corner.
"Going on a trip soon?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm going to Moscow tomorrow for some business. Don't worry it won't interfere with our time tonight."
Natalia who grabbed him by the collar. "Okay."
She kissed him. Dominic returned it, and they made their way to the bed. Clothes began flying off in between the passionate kisses. The two were only in their underwear. Dominic stopped and hunched over her body, grinning down at her with a glint in his eye. She knew this look. It was the look of a man lusting for sex. His erection was clearly visible and felt whenever he pressed against her body. He was distracted. This was the opening Natalia was waiting for. She pulled him in for one last kiss and slipped her hand under her back to grab the knife and hid it in her hand in one of the folds in the sheets. Then he pulled away again.
"Ready for the main event Ada?" Dominic asked reaching to unclasp her bra, oblivious to what she was about to do..
"Yeah, but I think mine's a little different from yours." She brought her knee up and struck him in the groin. He doubled over in pain falling off the bed in the process.
"What the fuck? What was that for!" he said angrily getting up from the ground.
"It was for endangering the Red Room."
"Who are you?"
"The Black Widow."
She got up from the bed, knife in hand. Dominic threw a punch which Natalia easily dodged. She kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, making him fall. She jumped on him and tried to slit his throat. He pushed her hand away making the knife fly out of her grip and land a few feet away. Dominic grabbed her body and threw her on the ground and began to throw more punches. Natalia grabbed his fist and holding it in place. She rolled out from underneath him and jumped on his shoulders. Her legs wrapped around his neck and began to slowly suffocate him. He rammed himself against a wall, but her grip didn't slip. Then Natalia took her hands and snapped his neck. Dominic fell to the ground, dead. Natalia stood up, exhausted, looking over her victim. She stripped him of his underwear and dragged his body to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and placed him inside the bathtub, positioning him to look like he slipped and broke his neck. By the time the village people figure out what happened, she'll be long gone.
Natalia went back into the room and put her clothes back on. She grabbed her knife and put it back in the small of her back. Then she opened Dominic's bags to get the files. They were at the bottom of the bag under the flap that covers the inside portion of the handle. Was this guy actually going to have this in his checked luggage. Idiot. Put it in carry-on. Checked-luggage will get lost and delayed. She put the flashdrive in her coat and left.
Natalia walked to the outskirts of the city. Nobody was awake or outside to see her. Even if there was, the blanket of darkness covered her exit. She went back to the field and called her escort.
"Mission has been completed and is a success. Ready for pickup at the rendezvous point."
"We'll be there in two hours. Headmistress will be waiting when you arrive." Then the escort hung up the phone.
Natalia examined her injuries from Dominic. She opened the camera app on her phone and looked at her face. There was a bruise beginning to form on her cheek. Nothing a little makeup can't fix. She put her phone in her bag and laid down in the grass. The sky was clear that night. Stars illuminated the sky along with the moon. The stars so far away, yet they bring so much hope to people down here. They say that they're beautiful. I don't see it. Yeah they might look beautiful from here, but the closer you get the uglier they become. So bright and orange. They'll burn you once you get close enough. They give off energy that kills any living thing without protection. Their light radiates while the give us radiation poisoning. Sure the sun is a star. But what happens if it explodes. It kills us all, destroys everything around it. The sky's merchants of death.
The sound of the helicopter interrupted Natalia's thoughts letting her know that it was time to go. She grabbed her bag and hopped in. The flight back was smooth. Natalia prepared for the debriefing. When they landed, Headmistress was waiting for her with a laptop on hand. She handed her the flash drive.
"These are the files that he stole." Natalia said. Headmistress plugged it in and read over the screen.
"Thank you Natalia, you have succeeded in your mission. Tomorrow morning we will be working on improving your skills to beyond perfection. There is a reward waiting in your quarters. You are dismissed to your quarters." said Headmistress.
"Goodnight Headmistress," said Natalia.
"Goodnight Natalia."
Natalia walked to her quarters. She stayed in a grey cottage near the training facility. It was quite simple, except for the ballet studio in the back. Floor to ceiling mirrors and a dark stained wooden barre. Only she, Anya, and Headmistress had cottages. The spiderlings stayed in the floors above the training facility. They all slept in metal beds arranged in neat rows. With white sheets in a room with white walls. All of them were handcuffed to their beds as they slept to make sure no one would attempt to escape. Even if they tried, they'd either be captured or killed before they made it down the hallway. The trainers and other staff lived on the floors above and below the spiderlings. They had their own rooms but they were really small, only consisting of a bed and a chest.
Natalia entered her cottage and locked the door. She went into her bedroom and found a box lying on the table. She sat down on her bed. She opened it and took out what was inside. It was an old music box. She wound up the handle and watched it open. There was a porcelain ballerina inside in doing a pirouette as she spun around. She was dressed in white. Her red hair was pulled up in a bun, surrounded by a white ribbon. Soft music began to play. Dance of the Snowflakes. I remember doing that dance once. A lifetime ago.
There was a small compartment in the box. Natalia opened it and found a picture of herself. It was in black and white. She was dressed in her ballet attire, in the same pose as the ballerina in the music box. She was younger, early twenties perhaps. She ran her hand over the picture. Something cold hit her finger. Natalia flipped the picture to the back where there was a ring taped to the back of it. She took it off and slipped it on her finger. She stared at it for a while. Then she yanked it off her finger and threw it at the wall in anger. Don't do this Natalia. This is a test. He's dead. And he'll stay that way. The past is the past. Don't let it haunt the present. She picked up the ring and put it in the compartment. Hidden. Like her past.
Natalia showered and laid down in her bed. She couldn't go to sleep. There was too much on her mind. She got out of bed and grabbed her pointe shoe. She found herself in her ballet studio. Natalia stood in the middle of the room and danced in the quiet of the night. Her shadow moved across the room with grace. She danced non-stop for hours. Even when pain began to run through her feet, she kept dancing. Even when blood began soaking through her shoes, she didn't miss a step. She paid no attention to the bloody footprints all over the floor. It was only a piece of the art in her routine. The sky began to brighten and be painted with the vibrant colors of the dawn. As the first light of the sun appeared, Natalia stopped. She removed her shoes and threw them into the corner. Their soles were stained in a coppery-red. They can be washed later. Same as the floor. As for my feet, they'll be wrapped now. She went into her room to wrap her feet and to get ready for the day's training.
Author's Note: Hey guys, its been a while. But I'm back. Sorry about the wait, things came up. Here's the bright side: I have a free week next week and guess what I'm gonna be doing. EATING POPTARTS! JK, I can't find my poptarts, so I guess I'll just write some more chapters. My goal is going to be 1-3 chapters a day. Or a oneshot, who knows. I have this idea for a Tasha centric one-shot collection. And who's excited about her getting a movie! So happy. AND Black Panther was awesome! I love Shuri! Also, if you don't know, I re-did the 3rd chapter and I think I might put another chapter in between the 3rd and 4th chapter so watch out for that. Thanks for sticking with me. Don't forget to review.
PS: Remember in the first chapter when I said,"The first 5 reviews will be put in the next chapter." I kind of forgot the first 5 reviews part. BUT WHO CARES! I don't. So screw it. Anyway everyone's reviews get published.
PPS: Ya'll can post topics for one-shots too for the Natasha collection in your reviews. BYE!
Reviews:
Guest chapter 4 . Feb 19
Please update a new chapter! I just discovered it and wanna know what's gonna happen
Do it the longest possible aha
I promise the next chapter will be long because this is the shortest one so far. And here is your update.
Guest chapter 4 . Jan 25
Loving it -when are you updating
Thank you! I will update next week because I have a volleyball thing this weekend. Beyond next week, I don't know. It's kinda random.
Aslan's Daughter chapter 4 . Jan 20
I think Steve would be the best, he has heart
or Bucky, he knows what it is like to be lost
You shall see... soon. I don't know when but soon.
Aslan's Daughter chapter 1 . Jan 19
that is definitely my take on Hamilton and writing!
your story is going in a great direction, especially with Ross and the parallels to recent events. Its so easy to just not remember the power of art
keep writing!
Thank you so much! I still get a little lazy sometimes with my writing though. Hamilton can't help with everything. Yeah, the idea of Ross came when I was just thinking about some random thing and I was like,"This seems like a reasonable idea for Natasha to join with the Accords. I mean after Captain America: Winter Soldier, you could see that the politicians definitely didn't want her around.