24 hours ago
Seeing Pietro call for backup, Natasha had rushed to his location. As she stopped her car and got out, she saw two men were fighting each other and one of them was Stane. When he saw her, he broke free from the fight and ran but she took off after him. She was faster and started gaining on him. Suddenly two women stepped in front of her. She tried to dive past but they blocked her path. Natasha rolled her eyes as she punched one vampire square on her jaw. She kicked the other one on her stomach, hurling her back. The first one recovered but Natasha reacted faster, she grabbed her head and slammed her against a post. Without waiting for them to recover she ran in the direction Stane disappeared. The appearance of the two vampires belonging to Rumlow’s clan confirmed Natasha’s haunch. Obadiah Stane is working with Rumlow.
Natasha saw Stane turn left and followed him but he wasn’t there. It was an empty street. She hid in the shadows and waited. After some time, she heard a sound from above the buildings. Someone was moving on the terrace. She looked up to see Stane leap from one terrace to another. He got down after couple of blocks. Natasha tailed him but stayed in the shadows.
Stane took a turn and she lost him again. She looked for him but couldn’t find him. She heard a laugh from behind her and quickly turned to see him standing behind her laughing.
“Are you searching for me, Natalia?” he asked. He continued to laugh. “For a former Russian spy, you have very poor skills.”
Natasha went to punch him but he caught her hand. He twisted it behind her back and slammed her body against the building’s wall. Before she could recover, he pulled her by her hair and hit her head against the wall repeatedly till he was content. He dropped her to the ground. He signalled for his men to pick her up and load her into the trunk of his car.
When Natasha opened her eyes, it was dark and damp. She was trapped in a very small space and she was being thrown up and down. She realised that she had been tied up and thrown in the truck of the car. She lied there not moving. Only thing she could do now was wait for them open it. After a long ride, the car came to a halt. The trunk was opened and she was pulled to her feet. They pushed her towards the abandoned factory which belonged to Rumlow, where he carries out his smuggling and other criminal activities. For long we have remained silent she thought.
Natasha tried to escape but before she could get out of her bondage a man hit her across her cheek.
“Stop trying to escape, sugar. You’re only making this hard” he sneered. Natasha buttheaded him with all her force. He stumbled to the ground, losing his orientation. Some vampires laughed at him as he cussed. One vampire stepped forward. She took a gun and shot Natasha on her thighs.
“Still going to give trouble?” she cocked her eyebrows. “Move your ass inside” she signalled towards the building.
Natasha cursed as she dragged her wounded feet towards the building. The vampire kept the gun pointed at Natasha. Once inside the factory, they tied her to a chair. The guy who had provoked her before came forward and slapped her again. Natasha spit out the blood and stared back at him. He and his friends laughed at her and walked away, leaving Natasha alone. Kara, the woman who shot Natasha covered Natasha’s head with a black cloth bag.
Natasha had been alone for hours, not even able to see the activity going on around her. Finally, someone removed the bag over her head. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she saw that it was Rumlow.
“Finally decided to give me company” she smirked.
“You see, Stane is dumb to believe that you had fallen for his trap but I am not” Rumlow said walking around her. “I think you’re here with a reason. Tell me what it is?” he said through gritted teeth as he pulled her hair back.
Natasha let out a small cry of pain but kept quiet.
“I think I can work the truth out of you” he said pulling a table near him. He took out a small briefcase and laid it on the table. He opened it to reveal various torture weapons.
“Clock is ticking Natasha. Your last chance to talk is now.” When Natasha did nothing but stare daggers at him, he turned his attention back to the briefcase. “What should I use first?” he muttered more to himself than saying to her.
Rumlow’s men pushed Steve, Tony and Pietro into the room and closed the door. Steve staggered and pushed himself with all his strength towards Natasha. He kneeled down near her, “Hey, are you okay?”
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“Well… I er… I turned Pietro into a vampire last night. Rumlow and Stane found out about it and I was made to take the stand.”
Natasha rolled her. “Okay. Get away from me” she retorted annoyed.
“Get back Steve. I’m been here, waiting for 24 hours. My patience is wearing thin.”
Steve got up and moved away from the chair. Natasha flipped along with the chair and landed on the ground. The chair broke from the impact. She pulled her hand apart tearing the rope to bits.
“Each of you make a stake out of it” she said glancing at the broken chair.
The three men hurried to arm themselves with the broken piece of wood and looked at her expectantly.
“What do we do now?”
“Get the hell out of this place” replied Natasha with the smile of a devil.