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