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Chapter 6

Natasha was still holding on. The Red Skull had definitely been thorough in his poisons, she was in a lot of pain. She writhed in agony as her body expressed such a level of pain she had not felt in a long time. She'd never tested her limits, but this guy was getting damn close. This particular poison hurtled into her arms and legs, leaving them burning as she used everything she had not to scream. She didn't even notice Red Skull, she was in her own world of pain.

The Red Skull circled her with a predatory air, casually wondering if it would be worth it to save her just to do it all over again. But he knew Captain America would be coming soon, so he'd have to focus on that. He had been amused when he learned that his foe had survived, but hardly surprised. The Red Skull had left humanity behind, he was better than them and he knew it. He was looking forward to taking down that silly symbol of freedom. What a stupid concept, there was only power and he wielded his power.

Captain America was racing down the hallway, when this woman practically collided with him. Her short blonde hair differentiated her from Natasha, but she wore similar clothing. She quickly sized him up and they exchanged a flurry of blows. Steve blocked several of her attacks, but she got a few good kicks that would definitely lead to a lot of bruising.

"Aren't you at all concerned with your teammates and what I've been doing to them?" She taunted him.

"Ma'am, I will ask you one time, where are my friends?" Steve asked, as he attempted to pin her arms to her sides, but she flipped herself out of his reach.

"You really just asked that question?" She asked. Steve quickly realized she wasn't going to answer, and he whipped out his shield and sent it towards her. It collided with her so quickly, she was thrown to the wall. She slumped unconscious.

Steve picked up his shield and began running in the direction that that girl had come from, hoping she would lead him to where ever she had kept Natasha and Clint. As he rounded the corner, he saw a familiar face running down the hall.

"Clint!" He called out, and the figure turned.

Clint turned and saw Steve. He felt so relieved, but he didn't stop. Captain quickly caught up with him.

"Woah, Clint you need some medical attention." Steve said as he saw the bruising, coated blood, and bandages.

"Maybe, but I need to get to Natasha. The Red Skull has had her for over an hour and I…" Clint took a deep breath. "We need to help her." He finished.

Steve was quiet for a moment, "Do you know where he took her?"

"I'm guessing his private rooms, it doesn't look like he and Yelena get along very well." Clint said.

"Follow me, I memorized the schematics and I know where his room is. Who's Yelena?" Steve asked.

"Long story, blonde that looks like Natasha, she's got a major grudge with Natasha." Clint huffed; he hadn't had a chance to move much, much less dash around a large series of corridors. He hoped Natasha could hang on for a little bit longer. I'm coming Nat.

Steve remembered the woman, "I think I met her. I took her down though."

"How?" Clint asked his voice suddenly harsh.

"With my shield, it pinned her against the wall, I left her unconscious."

"She's not, damn it! She's probably there already!" Clint growled.

Yelena had indeed been faking it. She knew she could depend on the naïve Captain to not check on the 'poor defenseless girl.' She smiled; she took a detour and took down a squadron of SHIELD troops on her way. She was going to kill Red Skull.

Captain America burst through the door, with Clint following close behind, bow drawn. He quickly scanned the room, and stopped stunned when he saw Natasha.

She was still.

Captain on the other hand had eyes only for the Red Skull. "So Captain, you finally found us." Captain rushed him, so Clint could get to Natasha faster.

Clint got her out of the shackles as quickly and gently as he could. He folded her down gently to the ground, and felt for a heartbeat. It was erratic, that was a bad sign.

"Natasha, I'm here. Please, Natasha." He begged her as his arms circled around her.

She stirred a little as she opened her eyes, "Grey vial on the stand." Natasha felt a calm settling over her. The Red Skull had taunted her with the antidotes to all his poisons as she had suffered. Her voice had been the merest whisper and Clint had to be sure he'd heard her. He had absolute faith, if she said it he trusted her. He dashed over and grabbed the vial. He poured in down her mouth.

She coughed and sputtered, but her heartbeat settled into a normal rhythm. Clint smiled as he pulled her close. A loud smack, drew his attention to where Steve and the Red Skull were fighting.

Captain had landed on punch on Red Skulls jaw and Red Skull retaliated by hitting Steve's shoulder so badly he dislocated it. Clint grabbed an arrow and shot it at the Red Skull, and while his accuracy wasn't 100% perfect, it still hit him and distracted him long enough for Steve to pop his should back into place and continue fighting.

"Clint, I can't fight Yelena right now." That was the understatement of the century she could hardly sit up much less fight with a deadly assassin, but Clint knew it had taken a lot for her to admit that.

"Don't worry; I'll get us out of here." He promised.

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