Zoya hands were clenched tightly into fists. Her nails were short, but she could still feel them dig into her palms. Beads of sweat dripped down her face as she glared at the man standing before her. His blue eyes stared right back at her waiting for to make her next move.

"У меня нет целого дня, Зайцева." The man said annoyed. 

Zoya clenched her jaw before charging at him. He immediately put his fists up ready to defend himself. Zoya threw her fist towards his cheek only for him to catch her wrist, but she quickly recovered by kicking at his knee making him lose balance. She then bent her right leg and thrusted it towards his stomach. Her knee jabbed into his chest twice, and he fell backwards onto the mat with a grunt. Zoya then stepped back raising her fist as she waited for him to get up, but as soon as he stood up the door to the training room swung open and in walked a guard. Although, neither of them payed attention to him, not wanting to let their guard down so the other could knock them down, until he spoke up.

"Зайцева, вас хочет видеть генерал Дрейков." The guard said.

Zoya dropped her fist. She glanced at the guard giving him a short nod.

"Удачи в следующий раз, Солдат." Zoya said walking away from the man.

The man grumbled in response much to Zoya's amusement. He watched as she walked out of the room followed by the guard.

Zoya noticed another guard when she entered the hallway who was standing ready to lead her to Dreykov's office. They began walking together. One guard in front of her and the other behind her like always. Zoya kept her head held high, and her gaze stayed locked on the back of the guards head. When they finally reached Dreykov's office, the door was opened for Zoya, and she walked into the large room. She looked over at the desk to see Dreykov leaning against it waiting for her.

"Come sit, Zoya." Dreykov said motioning towards the chair placed directly in front of his desk.

Zoya immediately complied. She sat down in the uncomfortable chair, and straightened out her back. She looked up at Dreykov waiting patiently for him to speak again.

"I have a new mission for you." Dreykov said moving to stand right in front of her. He leaned down a bit so he was up in her face. "A very important one."

Zoya nodded her head once indicating she was listening, and ready to hear her directions.

"You are the only one who I know is capable of completing this task for me." Dreykov said walking around the desk. He sat down in his chair then began doing something on his computer that she couldn't see as it was faced away from her. "I know The Red Shadow won't disappoint me."

Zoya shook her head. She wouldn't disappoint him. She couldn't disappoint him. She had to do what he ordered.

Dreykov turned the computer screen revealing an image of a red haired woman she knew all too well.

"Your mission is to kill Natasha Romanoff."

𝐧𝐲𝐱'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫:
𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞! 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞/𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.