Thank you very much Sandie Brody, really (not) for that lovely review of YOUR chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own Avengers...
Tasha's POV:
I twiddle with the ring on my finger. It is a thin band of silver, and the only decoration on it is a single emerald, set deeply into the metal. He said that it matches my eyes, and I choke up for a moment as I think of the look in his eyes as he said that to me.
But then I harden, steel myself against the memories, because when I needed him most, he abandoned me. I was kidnapped, and he didn't come for me.
That was two months ago, and still he hasn't come for me.
I thought he cared for me, but he doesn't.
I hate him.
I hate him so much that yesterday I put myself through H.Y.D.R.A.'s recruitment tests, just to spite him.
They took me from him, but he didn't - no, doesn't care about me. Maybe he'll realise how much he hurt me, and how I feel now.
I wonder if I should throw the ring away, but I keep it to remind him of the promises he broke.
To always love me.
To look after me.
To care for me.
To help me when I need him.
To always find me when I'm lost.
A sudden noise by the door startles me, and I look up to see a piece of paper fluttering to the floor. I pick it up, and read the words. It says:
Natasha Romanoff, you passed your recruitment examination.
Your first mission is on the reverse of the sheet.
Excited, I turn it over. I feel elated at having passed, I am now in a position to strike back at the heart of S.H.I.E.L.D. My heart races as I read my first mission.
KILL THE AVENGERS.
ONE BY ONE.
I hope you like it, now over to Sandie Brody for the next chapter!
See you next time,
JojotheObsessedFish
