Interlinked

Part 3

A little over 2 weeks have pasted. No one has came for me. I haven't done anything bad or any killing but this just proved the part of me that I didn't want to be true right. Natasha really doesn't care about me. I'll be honest I'm not in the best mental state I'm completing loosing it, being free is just so confusing and having no one is lonely.
~New York~
It's a peaceful day, all the avengers are just lying around the lounge when the door swings open.
"NATASHA ROMANOFF!" All attention goes to this blonde headed Russian women storming towards Nat.
"Ha your in for it Nat," her friend chuckles as he moves to the couch in corner across from Natasha.
"MY SISTER MY LITTLE SISTER is alive and you KNEW this whole damn time and you never told me!" The women is angry with Natasha,
"I knew you'd react like this and to be completely honest she made it clear she didn't want to see me she shot Clint." She sits up and her attention goes onto the women.
"She may not want to see you but I'm her sister. Where is she?!" She demands to know where I am. The man in the corner speaks up,
"Budapest." The women nods her head and begins to walk out.
"Yelena," Natasha doesn't raise her voice because she knows yelena would listen to her.
"What is it Natasha?" She spins around,
"Be careful yeah," she shows her a smile, showing that she still cares for yelena. But without a word yelena storms out slamming the door on her way sending a clatter through the whole building.
~back in Budapest~
I'm pacing around my apartment, I got very bored extremely quick until my door swings open, a recognisable voice echos the hallways.
"Come out ubiytsa come out wherever you are I know your here!" The voice echo's sending chills down my spine, it's not a female it's a man. I fear he's from the red room but the red room is destroyed my survival instincts kick in and I grab my knife, gun and put my mask on covering my face.
"Hello young ubiytsa, how are you?" He keeps you distracted while someone knocks you out from behind. A little over an hour passes and Yelena arrives at your apartment only to find it empty,she is enraged thinking they lied to her about my whereabouts but what she doesn't know is that I've been taken. I've been dragged into a dungeon like building with metal and a few blankets in the corner as my bed.
"WHO ARE YOU! WHERE AM I!?" I bellow. My voice echoes these never ending hallways.
"No one is going to here you young ubiytsa." He shows you a devilish smirk.
"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm not her no more I've changed. So if that's who you want your out of look." I thought he'd let me go once he'd heard this but instead he gets his guard to drag me out by my hair onto a machine. I am sat in the seat when I start feeling immense pain, memories flickering through my head and instantly disappearing as if they were never there. My screams echo through the room, he knows he's hurting me. The machine stops and the force me to sit up.
"Who are you?" He says with the devilish smirk still spread across his face.
"I.. don't know.." my mind has went black I don't remember anything, the man in front of me his face lights up with excitement before speaking.
"Your called the ubiytsa," that smirk had never left his face since I sat down in the chair.
My heart is pounding, I'm scanning my surroundings, the guard drags me back to the cell by my hair again. I was beat for hours none stop, they didn't even stop for a drink.
A whole week passing and I've been enduring the constant pain of being stuck in this cell and being beaten every day. I am eventually allowed out as long as I complete my mission. I'm walking all around New York to find some stupid tower for a party.
"Hi where's the avengers tower?" I have to ask some random women on the street where to go.
"Just along this street and turn right and you should see it alright darling," she seems nice enough but I ended up stabbing her. She seemed to happy. At the avengers party, I made it and walked in and invited myself to get a drink.
"Hold on. Isn't that ubiytsa?" Steve tries his best to pronounce the very Russian word.
"Yes it is." Thor summons his hammer as soon as he sees me. He sends his hammer soaring towards my face but I quite plainly just step out the way and watch it crumble the wall. Natasha walks in and spots me instantly.
"Why is she here?" She looks around at Steve and Thor.
"I don't know." Steve is confused on why im here but not doing anything but having a drink.
"You know it's rude to stare Natalia!" I spin around and look at Natasha's eyes following my every move.