<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec5.pinterest.com/upload/172051648234862965_MIFvdWaM_b.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br/><strong>Code Name:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">Black Widow</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Russia<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 10:00 AM<br/></span><br/></div><hr/><hr/><hr/>Looking at her watch she approached the ticket master who asked<strong>“Как Вас зовут?”</strong>*<br/><br/><strong>“Natalia Natasha Alianovna Romanova.”<br/></strong><br/><strong>“Наслаждайтесь вашей поездкой.”</strong>* he uttered under his breath.<br/><br/><strong>“Я буду благодарить Вас.” </strong><br/><br/>The Black Widow an Avenger, but did she really have something to avenge or was she just following orders. Natasha had been a good agent, she still is and to this day there was nothing else she would rather do- well maybe a few things. However she had grabbed the chance to be a part of something much better than anything she could of hoped. However in the back of her mind Loki’s words still echoed.<br/><br/><br/><em>YOU LIE AND KILL…YOU PRETEND TO BE SELFLESS AND HAVE YOUR OWN CODE, SOMETHING THAT MAKES UP FOR THE HORRORS, BUT THEY ARE PART OF YOU AND THEY WILL NEVER GO AWAY</em><br/><br/>However sometimes just taking the order was all that mattered. She didn’t care who it was from or for what she just did it. It was that simple, never asking questions, never having that doubt or fear to just pull the trigger before walking away. Her biggest fear was failure of completion, she had never failed to complete-Never. In her life she had played so many roles so many characters, and her body? Her body was a machine that could bleed, that’s all. Her will had been built up quickly over time along with her various abilities. If she didn’t want to be seen she wouldn’t, but if she did she had already thought five steps ahead as to why one would have noticed her.<br/><br/>She had been a faithful servant of her country in a time when American continuity had been her target, but now? Now she was working for them, with them for the time being.<br/><br/>Bart had been the closest thing to a person she could trust. Unlike that undermining Tony Stark who believed he could hack into anything and pluck apart people secrets like berries, which was kind of amusing she had to admit. She had worked with Bart on several missions before the Avengers Initiative became active and it was honestly the best fun she had in her life as far as she remembered.  On the field she and Bart were complete opposites yet one and the same. Even in most relationships it was hard to find that kind of chemistry. especially when each moment meant your ass. He had spared her a fate that most spies couldn’t escape and from then on she would always be a faithful comrade.<br/><br/>Boarding the train she took a seat next to a window before pulling out a piece of paper with several names on it, all the names were crossed out but two. Taking a pen from her purse she crossed out the second to last name before smiling and placing the contents back in her bag and closing her eyes. Pretty soon all the red would be gone.<br/><br/>Как Вас зовут= what’s your name?<br/>“Наслаждайтесь вашей поездкой”= enjoy your trip.<br/>Я буду благодарить Вас= I will thank you.<br/>