Natalia gripped her napkin tightly in her hands, twisting it this way and that as the car got closer and closer to the building where the party was held. There was so much to remember: Ivan and herself were attending the party as father and daughter who were long-time fans of Professor Vanko and his work. Natalia had changed her name from Natalia Romanova to Natasha Romanoff. A gun was located at her hip concealed by a secret pocket in her dress. Her new name sounded funny to her but she didn't complain. She wanted to do well.
Ivan asked the driver to stop and they got out. Natalia couldn't help but gape at the beautiful building, it was more than 20 stories high, lights everywhere and guests poured out of their cars to reach the doors all fighting to get inside.

Ivan guided her inside where they stood next to a plant in a corner and one last time they went over the plan "Remember Natasha, I will not help you in this. This is your mission and it is up to you whether you pass or fail. Keep an eye on Vanko when he comes in, he will likely have some sort of protection and you must be swift. I will be watching you"
"Yes father" Natasha nodded and headed off to a long table laden with trays of food and bottles of wine and champagne, Ivan didn't say anything about eating a little something before Vanko showed up.
Natasha reached out for a strawberry and took a bite, it was delicious! She then picked up a glass of champagne and took a sip, the bubbly liquid tasted slightly bitter yet sweet as it went down her throat. Natasha felt a tap on her should "I think that in this country the legal drinking age is 21?" she quickly put the glass down and turned only to come face to face with a rather handsome looking young man who couldn't be more than 22 himself
"I…I was only trying it to see what it tasted like!" Natasha quickly shot back
"It's OK" the man winked "I won't tell anyone" Natasha blushed and looked around for her father but then remembered that tonight she was on her own.

Natasha smiled at the man and tried to excuse herself when a loud cheerful uproar erupted from nowhere, the large doors to their left opened wide and a man came in. Natasha recognised him right away as Professor Vanko and her target for the night.
Quickly, Natasha turned to face the man again "That's Professor Vanko?!" Natasha feigned awe "I have read so much about him! My father and I are fans of his work"
"Would you like to meet him?" the man asked offering her his arm "I'm working for him tonight, I'm sure he wouldn't mind meeting a fan especially one as lovely as you"
"Uhh…thank you" Natasha took his arm and they made their way over to the Professor who was shaking hands with various businessmen and women.

Natasha's companion lightly tapped Vanko on the shoulder and introduced Natasha "Professor Anton Vanko, I would like you to meet my friend"
"Natasha Romanoff, it's amazing to meet you!" Natasha shook his hand and looked every-bit the part of a breathless fan
"Miss Romanoff, it's a pleasure to meet you" Professor Vanko took her hand in his and kissed it and then looked addressed the young man "Barton! What an amazing job you have done tonight!"
"I do take my job seriously Sir"
"You do at that!" Vanko smiled "Barton here is working security tonight, After all these years I still have old friends who would love to see me…pushing up daisy's, so to speak" he laughed, Natasha and Barton joined in
"Well, that's not going to happen tonight, would you excuse me I have to go check on something" Barton shook Vanko's hand and smiled politely at Natasha before leaving.

Natasha had Vanko all to herself, but they weren't alone yet. How would she get Vanko alone? She was a Black Widow now and she couldn't even corner her prey!
With her father watching, Natasha held her head high and looked toward the dance floor where couples were spinning and asked Vanko if he would like to dance.
"Of course Miss Natasha, I would be honoured" Professor Vanko took her arm and led her to the floor where he took her in his arms.
The music was between fast and slow, just enough to get you comfortable, Natasha knew exactly what she intended to do now.
Vanko began to talk about his work as Natasha went over her plan in her head, nodding and smiling in all the right places – hardly caring about what he was saying. Natasha spun around and laughed, knowing that Vanko was slowly letting his guard down.

After a few minutes of dancing, Natasha asked for a tour of the building. Professor Vanko nodded and started talking about his work again, that this building was only one out of ten in his name. It was a very vast company who specialised in electricity, Vanko was working on controlling it so that it could be held in the palm of your hand and used as a weapon.
For years, after he had left Russia, he had worked with a variety of people to acquire his dream and they were half way to completion.
Opening a door to one of his many labs, Vanko began to explain the process of turning electricity into a hand held weapon, Natasha pretended to be fascinated as he slowly reached for her gun.
Vanko voice was a dull drone to her until he mentioned a name, Ivan Petrovich, and she froze on the spot as Vanko explained that Ivan's ideas were too 'ugly' for him.
Natasha waited until Vanko's back was turned before raising her gun and held it aiming at his chest as he turned around to show her a vile.

The vile smashed to the ground when he saw the gun and raised his hands "What are you doing Miss Natasha?"
"I will not hear you talking about my father!" Natasha said icily "my father is a good man and you betrayed him!"
"Your father? But he…never had children…or even a wife for that matter? My dear, why don't you put that gun down and we can talk, hmm?" Vanko reasoned with her
"You are the traitor! You are the one who has done horrible things! You will pay for betraying him" Natasha was ready to shoot, ready to complete her mission, ready to finally make her father proud! So, why was she waiting?
Vanko took advantage and went on, saying things about Ivan and his work, his work was sinister and horrid, his ideas were borderline maddening. Vanko finally fled Russia after destroying most of his unfished work. On and on he went, Natasha was filled with rage and confusion, her father was a good man yet Vanko was saying all these things about him.
"…another of his plans was about spiders, I think, black ones. Black Widow Ops I think he called it" Natasha snapped out of it, cocked her gun and suddenly all her confusion had given way to pure rage, "Black Widow?" her voice was low and dangerous "I am a Black Widow! You'll never talk of my father again!" she shrieked and pulled the trigger.
Once she started she couldn't stop, the rage she felt was overpowering. 5 times she shot him, seeing his blood pool on the floor.

Natasha stopped, and looked down, her gun in hand. Something inside her snapped again, her first mission was over, she had done it…she had killed someone. Was this what it was like? Natasha had just ended someone's life!
Natasha had to think quickly, going into shock was NOT an option here! She would ran and pretend to have found him like that, it was stupid but it was all she could think of.

Natasha ran out screaming for help, people came over to her asking what was wrong, tears were streaming down Natasha's face as she explained. Clint raced over to her and asked if she was alright and where Vanko was. Natasha kept crying as Clint put a comforting arm around her, "all units to left wing of the building!" he said into a small microphone at his wrist and then addressed everyone else "everyone, clear the building now! I need-"
Clint was unable to finish his sentence, a bright flash and then a large BANG came out of nowhere. Immediately, Natasha knew it was a bomb. The building started crumbling around them, people scrambled for the exists and were getting crushed by falling concrete and marble.

Natasha started looking around for her father, screaming for him at the top of her lungs in both English and Russian. The crowd pushed her in the opposite direction she wanted to go so she fought to gain control; she had to find her father! "FATHER! FATHER! ГДЕ ВЫ ОТЕЦ!" Real tears of panic ran from her eyes now, she couldn't leave her father here!
A hand clasped her arm firmly "What are you doing, Natasha?! We have to get out of here!" Clint tried to pull her toward the exist but she fought him off
"I need to find my father! PLEASE HELP ME!" Natasha screamed over the shrill crowd and thunder of the falling building
"No, we need to go now!" Clint tried to hold her but she slipped from his grip and ran further into the building. Clint followed her.

Natasha ignored Clint's protests as she dodged falling marble, she called for her father, quickly moving aside fallen tables and jumping over pot plants.
Clint followed behind her calling her name and trying to grab her "NATASHA! PLEASE!" he begged as he finally got hold of her again, Natasha cried against his chest, hitting him and cursing.
Clint finally got Natasha to follow him to the exit, they both ran, Clint pulling her toward the exist as fast as he could and vowed that he would get her out.

A crack appeared in the roof, getting bigger and bigger until it caved in around them and everything went black.

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long but I had a lot of trouble with this chapter. I know it is terrible but I had to get it out of the way. Again, I'm sorry and I hope you'll keep reading. It does get better.