Little Winged One

By Raveneyestar

Disclaimer: I own nothing! It all belongs to Marvel and Disney(when mentioned)

I only own Akilina (Lina) Barton

Chapter 5

"If any of you mess this up. I will skin you alive. Understood? You listen to my exact orders. Got it?" Natasha threatened as they were flying over to Moscow, Russia. Natasha was already in her Black Widow Suit, and looked ready to kill already.

"But how do we know who to attack?" Tony asked.

"Once we get in there, everyone will know within seconds. Even those in training. Everyone is a threat. Everyone will try to kill you. Once inside the Red Room... trust no one and stay close." Natasha responded.

"That wasn't helpful at all." Loki sneered.

"Would you like me to have said that there is a very high chance they already know about us coming to attack? That their security will be beyond normal? That my daughter is probably the most prized among the Red Room? That they will do anything... go to any lengths to keep her in their power? Or would you rather the first? Where it was sugar coated?" Natasha sneered back.

"First was nice." Steve said, wide-eyed.

"They will try to kill anyone who walks through those doors. Got it?" Natasha growled.

"You're not going to side with them, right?" Clint asked.

"Red Room has massive control not hard to get in if you have the skills. Once out... your on the list. You never leave the list unless you're dead. I plan on not being dead." Natasha then fell silent. The rest of the trip everyone was trying to prepare themselves. Once in Moscow they tried to keep up with Natasha's quick pace, fast turns, and rapid talking in Russian.

She stopped outside a nice looking building. She gave Clint a nod and he had the others stop a good block back. When she disappeared into the place Clint led them around back. She entered into the familiar foyer room. Glanced left at the one guard then the other... silently weighing her options before speaking, "Tell Alexei Shostakov that he has a guest. Is it not formal to inform the host that he has someone?"

Almost seconds after she said this she regretted it. Several others entered as well. She cursed under her breath in Russian before starting to fight them off. She was grateful when arrows started landing in the men's heads. She gave a nod to the other Avengers, before leading them down a hall into another hidden one. The walls were suddenly red and two large doors were there she swung them open and there stood four men who had brainwashed her. "Welcome, Natalia." The one, Shostakov, smirked.

Natasha just couldn't pull the trigger as she pointed her gun at him. She knew Tony, Clint and Steve had the other three under control. He had a gun to her own head now. Everything told her to pull the trigger, but her finger wasn't listening to her. She just couldn't do it. "Where is my daughter?" She managed out.

"You mean the daughter meant to be mine?" Shostakov sneered, not lowering his gun that was pointed at her own forehead.

Natasha yelled, "LIES!" She couldn't let him get to her... not again. Not again in the Red Room.

"She belongs to me." Shostakov growled. "She remains or is dead. Choose." As Akilina was pulled out with a gun to her head by another.

Natasha's eyes fell on her daughter, she saw the fear. "What if you didn't have my daughter? What would change your mind?"

"Nothing." Shostakov sneered, with a malicious smirk. Natasha saw Clint slowly notch an arrow into his bow, after shooting the one guy in the head. She only gave him a small shake of her head. He saw it... she knew he did. She lowered her gun.

"Leave my daughter." She said after a deep breath.

"Why?" Shostakov growled.

"Because you can have me instead." Natasha looked at her feet. She knew what would happen to her if she did this. But she knew Lina would be safe.

"Are you insane?" Tony asked looking at Natasha.

"Just go with it." Natasha replied just barely loud enough for Clint to hear along with Loki, she saw Shostakov order a man to bring Lina into the room. Natasha gave Clint a quick hug, before a much larger man grabbed hold of her arm and she was dragged backwards and held at point blank by two men at least seven feet tall and not the least bit lacking in the muscles. She knew if it was just one she easily could have taken him. Not with two.

She saw Lina get scooped up by Loki, and heard her asked, "Mommy?"

But Natasha was watching Shostakov get ever so close. She moved quickly striking the man to her left, then to her right, both in their wind pipes. She had a minute now. She swiped their feet from under them before lounging at Shostakov, who shot, and the bullet struck her left shoulder, inches from her heart... she knew that much.

She attacked and he held his own, but still had the gun. He shot again, this time getting her in the leg. She saw an arrow go straight into Shostakov's head and he fell over just as the gun fired a third time. Hitting her in her side. Natasha turned and gave a weak smile before she said, "We need to get out. Now." With that she picked herself up, ignored the pain and started running. Leading the Avengers, with Loki still holding Lina.

No sooner were they at the spot that they would be picked up that Natasha collapsed. Clint and Tony caught her. She heard Fury say the Chopper to pick them up was a good thirty minutes out. She felt someone pick her up, and then she was in the air. She felt who ever it was land on something. She let her eyes close.

I admit. I'm evil for not updating in forever. I'm also evil for leaving you on a cliff hanger. :)