Natalie's POV
" Here you go, darling," My mother, the trained assassin Natasha Romanoff, said as she gave me a Nerf gun filled with bullets. " Aim it at the bull's eye, okay?" I lifted my hand, aimed, and shot in one fluid motion. The bullet hit right it the center of the target and stuck there.
" Very good, darling! Now try the bow," my father, the master assassin Clint Barton, encouraged. I put down the gun and exchanged it for my Nerf Rebelle bow and notched an arrow, letting it fly. It hit the dead center and my dad cheered.
" She obviously inherited her marksmanship from me," Dad boasted, to no one in particular.
" Please," My mom rolled her eyes. " She inherited her use of a gun from me, not you." Three year old me giggled and pushed my mom and dad apart.
" Mommy, Daddy, don't fight," I giggled, incapable of speaking normally. Both the archer and the spider calmed down and smiled at me. Boom!
" Get down!" My mom yelled, pushing me down to the floor. My ribs hit the floor, causing them to jolt painfully. But it was better than getting blown back, which my mom was.
" Tasha!" Daddy yelled. I started crying, scared by the thunderous explosion. My daddy's eyes flicked to me, and his gaze softened.
" Natalie," My daddy said, snapping my attention back to reality. " Listen to me. You know that box under our bed? Open it and take the bags inside. Then run as far as you can. You hear me?" My daddy asked, a fierceness in his voice that I had never seen before. With that, he crawled through the debris of our old home towards mommy.
I ran to the room, terrified by the men speaking in Russian. I understood what they were saying, as my mom had taught me Russian.
" Взять их! Я хочу, чтобы они живы!"( Sorry I used an online translator for this just correct me if there's anything wrong.) Get them! I want them alive!
" Знаменитая Черная Вдова и Соколиный Глаз, наконец, будет моим!" The famous Black Widow and Hawkeye will finally be mine! Another voice came. I trembled at his deep voice.
" А где девочка? Я слышал, у них была дочь. Найди ее!" Where's the girl? I heard they had a daughter. Find her! I shook myself, ran to mommy and daddy's room and grabbed the bags. I turned to go down the stairs but heard them coming up. Anytime now, they were going to barge into the room and I would be found. I looked around. My only escape route was the window. I looked out of the window. It was a two storey drop-but I'd jumped from three before. Bracing myself, I curled myself up into a ball and jumped. Landing with a roll, I immediately rushed towards the nearest refuge-the wood.
" Вот она! Остановите ее!" Here she is! Stop her! I heard a voice yell. They had found me. Racing deeper into my leafy cover, I raced away from the place.
" Получить ее!" Get her! Coming from the other direction. I stopped. Had the men somehow overtaken me, or..? Well, it didn't matter. I was surrounded.
I panicked. What would mommy and daddy do in this situation? I looked around and spotted a pebble. Relying purely on instincts, I threw it as far away as I could. It landed with a thud.
" Там!" There! They yelled and rushed off in the direction of the noise as I ran, tears streaming down my face, further into the woods.
A/N
Hi guys! So, this is just a random chapter that I made. Warning: I made this out of hardcore shipping Clintasha so don't judge me. And you know what? Screw AOU. I'm just going to pretend it never happened. No haters, please!
Stephanie.