*3 Hours Later*
*Clint's Point Of View*
Clint brushed against a tree, going to fast.
"Come on, come on!" Clint shouted at the vehicle as it reached and surpassed 100mph.
(Static over the radio)
It hit Clint like a brick wall, they were tracking him. Easily since he stole one of their vehicles.
"Damn it." He said, as he slammed on the brake.
He climbed out of the vehicle, taking in his surroundings he found the nearest car.
He climbed inside and pulled down the sun visor, keys fell into his lap.
"Typical. Leave the car unlocked and leave the keys in the most obvious place."
He started the rusty 2003 Honda Civic and sighed. He almost wished it hadn't started.
"Only 13 hours to Budapest. Then to risk my life and risk putting even more red in my ledger." He grumbled to himself, driving off into the fading sun.
*Natasha's Point Of View*
The door to her cell opened and Natasha blinked at the sudden light.
"Get up. Aleksandr wants to speak with you." Demyan said, stepping into the cell.
"I won't. I refuse to go down this path again Dem." Natasha answered, bracing herself against a wall.
"Don't make me hurt you, little spider." Demyan said, his voice soft.
"I will not beg, I will not cry. I will fight until I die." Natasha recited this like a chant.
"I do not wish to incur his rage, do you?" Demyan said, anger seeping into his speech.
"Let him sleep with the rats before he incurs his rage upon me." She said, eying the space between Demyan and the door.
"You cannot escape. Not this time. I'm afraid I will have to take you by force." Demyan said, striding over towards her.
Natasha jumped, wrapping her legs around his head and neck, hoping she wouldn't have to break it.
Demyan swung wildly trying to hit her, getting in a blow to her face stopped her.
"Demyan, you betray the one you love for a master who is nothing but cruel to you." A deep voice came from the doorway.
Demyan was panting and Natasha was laying on the floor, her nose spurting blood.
"Speak child, tell me why you left." The voice directed this towards Natasha.
She sat up wiping her nose. "I left on behalf of a better opportunity." Natasha spat blood towards his feet.
"That's not very ladylike, darling." Aleksandr said, stepping into the light.
"I am an assassin before I am your darling." She said, leaning her head against the cold wall.
"Of course you are darling. My assassin and my darling. There is no escape Natalia." He said, motioning for Demyan to leave them.
"Why should he leave? Shouldn't he hear how he actually ended up here? The brainwashing in order to make him an assassin, the fact that you took him from me and I came to get him back. I was never in! I got here because of him!" Natasha shouted at Aleksandr.
"She is lying Demyan. A tactic I taught her, 'drop a bombshell, surprise them.'" Aleksandr said, directing him towards the door.
Was Demyan was out of the picture Aleksandr grabbed Natasha by the throat.
"Never speak of the past Natalia. Demyan was never your husband true but you were always in." He hissed in her ear.
"Speak the truth or don't speak at all Aleksandr." Natasha said, pushing him away.
"The truth is, you Natalia were always in. You will never get out. And you will die here."
"Fat chance of that, I have backup coming as we speak. Special Ops team, someone out there likes me." Natasha said, smiling.
"You are all alone. A small, sniveling child like you always were. No one is coming to save you." he said, turning and walking away from her.
*Clint's Point Of View*
He had run out of gas and gas-stations 3 hours ago.
"I'm going to die in this godforsaken place for nothing. I'm no hero, I've killed." Clint said, running a hand over his sweat covered face.
"I'm talking to the air, I've finally lost it. It's true!" He shouted at the moon above him.
"I did it! I killed him! I killed them all! It's all on me!" Clint shouted some more.
"I killed my father! I killed my best friend! It wasn't a gas explosion! I did it!" Clint shouted, before he collapsed.