Anastasia Romanoff always looked up to her older sister, Natasha. Ever since they had left the Red Room and joined S.H.I.E.L.D. with the help of their good friend and partner, Clint Barton. Though, the two troubled young women never expected to join...
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Yelena helps me get out of the crashing-down Red Room. Natasha stayed behind to save the files of the Black Widows around the world. I look up, noticing Dreykov trying to escape on a jet.
"I'm sorry," I tell Yelena before pushing her off of me. I run toward the jet, my wound bandaged up and healing quickly than a normal human because I took the second serum. I jump onto the wing of the jet.
"Ana!" I look at Nat, who is now standing beside Yelena. "Don't do it!"
I lift up the batons in my hand, connecting them. I then look at my sisters. I may die doing this but I can't let Dreykov escape. "Tell Steve that I kept my promise! Ya lyublyu vas moi sestry (I love you, my sisters.)!"
I still the long, connected baton into the propeller, breaking it. The explosion makes me fly back, off of the edge. I close my eyes as I begin to fall to the ground, my hair going crazy. But I feel peace knowing that I killed Dreykov. Even if I never see Nat and Yelena or Steve or James again, I'm fine. I have taken my step forward, moving on from my past. I have become stronger and if I die feeling like this, so be it.
However, I feel someone grab onto me. I open my eyes, seeing Nat wrapping her body around me as she hooks a parachute onto my back. I see Yelena beside us with a parachute on her. They detach at the same time and I make sure to hold Nat as we float in the air. I notice her see something past me. I turn my head to see Antonia.
"No!" I yell when she pushes and lets go of me.
I observe her fall to the ground, going after Antonie. I curse that this parachute doesn't land faster as she fights Dreykov's daughter. They land on the ground first, continuing to fight.
The first instant my feet hit the ground, I take off the parachute. I run to where Nat is fighting Antonia. I see the antidote on the ground and I jump, not having enough time to continue running. I punch it with my gloved hand, the antidote going into the air. I stand up, in between Nat and Antonia. I catch the taller woman before she falls to the ground, resting her head gently on it.
"I'm sorry," I apologize to her.
"I'm sorry, too," Nat says, crawling to the other side of Antonia.
"Is he gone?" She asks.
"He's gone," I nod.
I help Nat to her feet before we go look for Yelena. I see the blonde hair on the ground, running toward it while Nat follows. We kneel down, making sure she's okay.
