Training
She dodges one of Hawkeyes arrows, she moved to and fro, to and fro , in very easy motions, she was very good at this now, she had read all of the motions, everything he did she predicted, it was the same with everyone else, no move had gone un memorised, she made sure of it, the training here was like Wolverines training back at the institute, it made her work, made her fight and try to survive . surviving is what she does best, soon Hawkeye used a smoke bomb, trying to block her eyesight. not that it worked, her nose twitched and ears tuned in, she could feel the whole world around her, every ragged breath every heartbeat. Hawkeye was right behind her, his fist coming to hit the side of her face, She ducked out of the way, spun around and force palmed his gut, knocking the wind out of him, after that the vents came one , getting rid of the smoke, Hawkeye was laying on the ground in pain, " ow…" Black widow and Capt'n walked in both looked very impressed, "good job, it seems you are getting very good at controlling your powers, now rest, you deserve it" Capt'n patted her head, then took Hawkeye to the infirmary, leaving her alone in the training room, wondering