Avengers one-shots!

Who the hell is Natasha- part 1

(I got so excited about the idea of Natasha being the Winter Soldier. Bit of backstory... Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill are practically siblings. They met at the SHIELD academy and quickly became best friends, although some people suspect that there may be something more going on [like Steve and Bucky] Currently, they are both 22.)

MARIA'S POV:

"Hey Tasha?" I asked, "Fury wants us in his office. I think it's for a mission."

"Oh Good!" Natasha responds as we walk into the elevator. "Where do you think we'll be going this time? I like Europe."

"I know you like Europe. But we don't even know if it's for a mission." I say as I turn the doorknob.

"Good!" Director Fury says in the most cheerful way he possibly could, which isn't saying much. "I have a mission for you!" Natasha gives me a I told you so, look and a smirk softly. "Pack your bags, you three are going to Siberia. It's all in this case file. Don't lose it. Your flight leaves in a couple of hours."

"Excuse me sir?" Natasha asks. "You said the three of us. Who's the third?"

"Agent Barton will be joining you. I've already briefed him. Go to parking lot E spot 109. Take that car to the airport. Get going, you have to pack." He says, and we leave the room. Agent Barton is one of our mutual friends. We work in the same division, be sent on missions, sometimes even hang out.

"I told you so." Natasha says, flashing yet another smirk at me.

"Yeah, I know." I respond, and we joke about crazy crap, all the way to our apartment.

——TIME——SKIP——

Natasha throws our shared duffle bag over her shoulder and we make our way to the car.

"Hello Natasha," Agent Barton greets. "Hello Maria."

"Hello Clint." We both say at the same time. We climb into the car, driving in silence before Natasha breaks the awkwardness.

"Hey Clint, have you read the case file?"

"No, I haven't, what's it about?"

"So basically, we have to destroy this weapon that's being transported on a train, and there's a very powerful scientist that we have orders to shoot on site for. Maria, can you get the file? It's in our bag." She explained as we got off the highway.

——TIME——SKIP——

"Clint, Maria," Nat addressed, "We have about a 10 second window to get on the train. If you don't make it, well, lets just say, you're roadkill."

"Nice pep talk Natasha." Clint said sarcastically, getting his harness from the small bag on his back. "We got it." He directed his attention to me. "Are you going to go first?"

"Sure..." I said, throwing my hands up. "Then you'll go, then Natasha?"

"Sure..." He says, echoing what I just said. "I'll deal with the scientist, an you two will disarm the bomb?"

"We have to go." Nat says. "But yeah, that sounds good." She said, clipping her harness onto the thin wire running towards the track. "Remember, follow right behind me." She says, and pushes off the mountain. Clint and I follow, landing on top of the train. We drop in through a hole Natasha made in the metal, and she points to me, herself, and the room, then Clint and the front of the train signaling where we needed to be.

Clint silently creeps ahead and we work on disarming the bomb. Suddenly, Natasha yells, "Get down!" And I duck, just as a bullet flies over my head. I whip out my gun, and fire back. Two more men enter from the other door behind them, and Natasha yells out again. "Maria! Work on the bomb, I'll get them out!"

"Got it." I say as I dodge another bullet and kneel down. Bullets fly over my head, and I wince every time a body hits the floor. I've seen a lot of death, but I'll never get used to it. There's another gunshot and suddenly a bunch of cold air flies in. I instinctively glance over my shoulder, and one of the train's doors has been blown off.

"Maria!" I here Natasha yell and I see two shooters aiming right out the blown off door. I shoot them down immediately, and scan the car for my best friend. "Maria!" She yells again, and I find her hanging on to the door.

"Natasha!' I yell, thrusting out my hand. "Give my your hand!"

Her hand slid down the pipe more, and I stretched my arm out further. Her other hand barely touched my fingers  before she slipped more.

"Tasha!" I yelled out. Suddenly, the train made another swerve and, my best friend... my sister... my everything... fell, plummeting to her death. She disappeared, and the train chugged away, away from my Natasha.

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I love Nat and Maria being Bucky and Steve. Don't worry, there will be at least 2 more parts.

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Chloe