Pairing - Natasha x reader (F)
Summary - this is the story of how you met the infamous Black widow, but you know her as Natasha. Meeting by pure chance thanks to your ability to teleport, a friendship blooms and turns into something more.
A/N - thank you all for the support youve shown towards this so far it means a lot to me :)
Warinings - None
Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four
You felt weightless. Floating in the darkness, the echo of the gunshot still rang in your ears. In some way you were glad, that your life had come to an end by her hand. Strange you know but over the course of the five years you’d spent sneeking off to see her you had fallen in love with her. Had she not been trapped in that place of death, maybe one day you would have asked her out and started dating hell even one day in the future built a life together.
Yet, it was all just a teenage dream.
“Y/N!” A male voice called out to you in the darkness. It sounded familiar but so far away. Struggle with the darkness you tried to fight its cold grip. “Y/N!” The voice called again closer, were you really dead? Was this some god calling for you to go to the light? “Jesus, Y/N please wake up!”
A groan passed by your lips as you fought your heavy eyelids. The blistering light stabing through your skull sending a shockwave of pain through your body. The blured outline of a boy hovered above you.
“Y/N focus on me, what happened?” The blur asked, taking all your concentration you force your self to focus on him. Blinking twice he slowly comes into focus…
Your eyes begin to burn as tears began to build. Reaching out you grab on to him before burying your face in his chest. Your face screams in pain at the contact of his chest, letting out a cry of pain and the heartache you felt.
“Hey.. hey, its okay. You’re okay.” He says rubbing your back reasuring you. You’d met Clint when you started High School and quickly became best friends. His father was ex military and when returning home he had turn to the drink much like your mother, you both bonded over that fact. Three months ago he clicked on to the fact you were slightly more tired than usual as well as somewhat more happier. You trusted Clint with your life and with that you told him about your ability to jump.
At first he laugh saying you were talking a bunch of crap, but you smiled and jumped behind him calling his bluff and had the last laugh. After that you he offered to help you gain better control of your gift and test its limits. Eventually you told him about Natalia. You never mentioned her name or that she was in some secret facility in Russia, only that she was a friend. Clint instantly saw through your whitelie and knew she was more than a friend to you.
“Y/N what happened?” Clint asked slowly pushing you back to get a better look at your face.
“They found out about us,” you sniffed bringing you hand up to whip away the tears. Whincing slightly as you do.
“Right come on we gotta get you to the hospital. You’ve been gone for three days.” He says helping you up, you don’t fight him. Truth be told you dont know if you have any fight left in you. He helps you into the house and sits you down at the kitchen table as he runs up stairs to call his older brother Barney to give you both a lift. Barney took one look at you before practicly carrying you to his car. Thankfully he never asked any questions, he knew that you werent the typical girl when it came down to it and figured what had happened was a result of that.
Once at the hospital Clint never left your side, Barney went downstairs to try and phone your mom but had no luck. Three x rays later you were diagnosed with a mild concussion, fracture righ eye socket, cracked jaw, a suspected dent in your skull next to your left temple and two broken rib as well as severe bruising. They decided it would be best to keep you in over night as well as call in the police as it was required for anyone under the age of 18.
Thankfully Clint never left through out of it and answered some of the question for you as were still in shock over the whole ordeal.
“Is she okay?” He asked once the police left. You look over at him, he was slouched over in the chair in what seemed to be a uncomfortable position.
“I don’t know.” You whispered, looking down at your hands. Since Clint found you, she never crossed your mind. God.. what if they done something to her when you jumped back? What if they were interegating her like thwy had with you? Or worse?
“Hey hey! Y/N breath!” Clint said leaning forward grabbing your hand, you look back at him. He gives you a gentel smile and squeezes your hand. “Give it a few days and you can go see her again?”
“Yeah,” you sigh squeezes his hand back, “Thank you for this Clint.”
“Any time,” he chuckles before sitting back in his chair. “You still wanting to come with me this summer?”
“I’m not sure..” you sigh again sitting back into the large pillows keeping you upright. Both you and Clint had saved up on money for some fake IDs. You both werent academic students and both wanted to join the army. Both your mothers wouldnt let you join before you turned eighteen and neither of you wanted to wait another three years. So you’s had decided to try your luck and see if you both could get in earlier. “What about Laura?”
“Oh, she doesn’t think we’ll get in,” he chuckles smiling at the thought of his girlfriend.
“She does have a point, we could end up in jail.” You giggle smiling at him.
“Yeah well nothing ventured is nothing gained.” He grins setting his feet up on the bed. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Touché Barton, touché.”
A week had passed before you were finally discharged from the hospital. Your mother visited twice both times being far to hungover to spend any time with you, however Clint stopped by everyday after school bringing you what homework you had for that day and dping it with you.
After a few hours, you’re mother came home with take out and another bottle of her favourite alcohol. Picking at your food for a while you told your mom you were going to bed, she slirred a response at you before taking another drink. You ran up to your room locking the door, you draw your curtains closed and take a shakey breath.
You hadn’t jumped in a week and quiet frankly you were scared that this time you may not be able to. Taking another deep breath you steady your nerves and close your eyes picturing one thing. Natalia.
The warm sensation began to build up in your core, within a few seconds you feel yourself jump. Opening your eyes you see youre back in the room where you first met. However this time theres a smaller blonde girl in front of you.
Her eyes go wide recoiling back in the bed in fear at your sudden appearance. Quickly you shush here rasing your hands slightly.
“I mean you no harm, do you know where Natalia is?” You say quickly in Russian. The blonde suddenly looked at you confused.
“You know Natalia?” She askes slowly stepping out the bed.
“Yes, she’s my friend.” You reply, trying to read the girl.
“Your the one who she had to kill. How are you alive?” You see her piece together the events that happen the week prior.
“Its a long story, but I really need to see Natalia.” You reply steping closer to the blonde. She gives you a look of pitty.
“They took her.” She sighs looking down, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Took her where?” You ask panic beginning to bloom in your chest.
“To graduation.” She whispers a look of discomfort and discust washing over her.
“Take me to her.” As you say it, the blonde looks up at you in disbelief. “Please.” The blonde stares at you, trying to get a read on you.
“Fine,” she sighes out. “ But if they catch us I don’t know you and will kill you.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at her response, she raises a brow to you questioning you reaction before waking round you to the hall.
“Thank you! I owe you one.” You say catching up to her.
“Don’t thank me yet.” She mumbles checking the other hall ways making sure they’re clear.
“What’s your name?” You ask her after a few minutes of silence.
“Yelena,” she replies coming to a stop outside a white door. “I know who you are, Natalia spoke of you from time to time. She’s the only one in there.”
“Thank you Yelena,” you say reaching for the door handle. Before you can turn it, she grabs your wrist, you stop to look at her questioningly.
“Be careful Y/N, the procedure takes something away from all that under go it. She may not be the person you once knew.” Her eyes bearing into your own. You swollow the lump the had appeared in your throat before nodding. Slowly opening the door and going inside.
The room was dull, dispite the flotecent lights above bearly lighting the room, it gave off an unnatural coldness, it reminded you of the hospital room you had left a few hours prior. Taking a step into the room you notice one bed at the back of the room with the curtains drown round it. Again you swollow the lump in your throat taking another deep breath, walking towards the curtain.
You pause for a second before drowing it back, revealing her. She looked broken. Her left eye held the ghost of a bruise you remember her having, her lip had a small cut on it you couldnt remember if it was there before. Emerald eyes met Y/E/C.
“Natalia.” You breath out, rushing towards her clapping down by the side of her bed reaching out for her hand. She looks back at you, shock painting her face.
“You’re alive.” She breaths out in disbelief, slowly reaching out to crese the right side of your face, you wince slightly but lean into her touch.
“It’s gonna take more than a Russian beating to kill me.” You laugh leaning up placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“I thought I killed you,” she chocks out, you pull back and study her face. Greif and guilt poaring off of her, tears beginning to stream from emerald pools.
“Shh it’s okay you didn’t.” You say slowly climbing into the side of the bed to hug her. She turns into your arms and crys into your chest. All you could do was comfort her and kissing the top of her. “Hey look at me…”
Slowly she looks up at you, you push a few strands of hair from her eyes and tucking it behind her ear. You ghost your fingers down the side of her jaw coming to settle at her chin. You slowly pull her closer to you as you lean down meeting her half way. Your lips met, you can taste the salt from her tears ot almost causes tears of your own to fall. Suddenly she pulls away, taking in a sharp breath through her teeth. Your eyes fly open to see her face twisted in pain.
“You okay?” You ask running your eyes over her. Her hand cressing her lower stomach, she nods slowly. Yelena’s words slowly came back to you… ‘graduation’. “What did they do to you?”
“Made me a monster.” She whispers pulling away from you. You didn’t understand.
“Nat,” you whisper reaching out for her. She flinches away from you, your heart sank again. Shock began to corse through your vains again. It didn’t take much for you to figure out what happend. How could these people do something like this? It was and is barbaric.
“Leave.” Natalia breaths wraping her arms around herself.
“Leave Y/N!” She yells, turning pushing you off the bed. She struck so fast you had no time to brace your self, landing on the floor, you stare up at her in disbelief. “Don’t come back.”
“What?” You breath out in confusion. Slowly getting to your feet. Eyes locked to hers. She takes a steadying breath.
“Leave and never come back.” She says in a dead plan voice. Her eyes now held no emotion, it was like you were looking at a stranger.
“You don’t mean that. You can’t!” You say reaching out for her hand which she snaps away.
“This was never going to work. Go back home and live a normal life.” She starts, your eyes sting with tears, you allow them to fall freely. “Never come back to me. I don’t want to see you ever again.”
“Nat…” you breath out, trying to get your tears under control. “Don’t do this. We can leave now together!”
“No Y/N. You need to leave. I now have a job to do.” She says plainly, looking away from you. You look at her, bearly being able to keep the tears back. Silently begging her to look at you, to change her mind. But she never did. You let out a small sob before taking a deep breath. Turning around you head towards the curtain to leave before you jumped away forever. You look down before you do. The glint if silver on your chest catches your eye.
You spin around, taking the silver item from around your neck holding it in your hand for a second. Your fathers dogtags had been your only connection to him and you wore them all the time. On one of your visits Natalia had seen them and taken a liking to them, saying they were special knowing that you had a piece if him with you all the time. Taking a step forward you place them on the end of her bed. She doesn’t respond, but you know shes watching you.
“Others say he was a monster, my mom said he was a hero. I never knew him so I can’t say for certain what he was. But I know you Natalia. You are not a monster. Just remember that and be safe.” You say slowing moving to the edge of the curtain giving her one last chance to look at you before you go but she doesn’t turn.
Letting out another sigh you close your eyes and jumped. You open your eyes when you feel the rain against your skin, looking up into the dark sky you fall to your knees, letting out all the pain you felt out. It felt like hours but eventually you stoped crying and even letting out a sob was too much, you felt something snap inside you. The world around becoming distant, the happiness you once held dear gone. The pain and grief for losing Natalia was also gone. You were a empty shell with only one purpose now.
Getting up you close your eyes and jump one more time.
“Y/N! Jesus!” Clint cried out at your sudden appearance, he was in the middle of packing a bag. “Whats up?”