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.CHAPTER FORTY-TWO.
[42]. Black Widow.
[PART ONE]
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❝ ɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ
ʜᴇʟʟ ᴜᴘ! ❞
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TODAY WAS FINALLY THE day that we all moved into the compound. And everyone had been here. Uncle Clint, Tony, Grandma Nat, Banner, Thor, And everyone else including me and the team. Oh and also of course Mom and Dad too. We only had about three boxes left back home. It was only Dad's bows and arrows. Yeah, can you believe he had three boxes dedicated to just his weapons?
What a psycho.
"So question, what's for dinner?"
Everyone looks at Jace who seemed slightly embarrassed. But me and the team had already known he'd say that. So we had pizza ordered. In the most serious moments, all Jace thought about was eating.
"Pizza is here in..." Kate pauses, she picks her phone up to look at the time. "15 minutes. That's dinner."
Thor scoffs, eyebrows furrowed. "Dinner at 2 in the afternoon? Is this normal?" he looks at Dad who was too busy talking to Grandma Nat. "Little human."
Dad and Grandma don't reply. They were both in deep conversation. It looked sort of secretive but I couldn't read his lips to understand.
Mom looks at him confused. "James, he's talking to you."
Both Grandma Nat and Dad's heads snap in the direction of us.
Dad clears his throat, he walks up to mom before wrapping an arm around her. "I'm sorry, Thunder boy. What happened?"
Thor shakes his head. "You okay? You've got a little something—" he points at his nose.
We look at Dad's nose which had been a little bloody. Dad realizes it and wipes the blood off with the sleeve of his shirt before forcing a smile.
"Yeah... uh, my nose starts bleeding whenever I'm in cooler areas," Dad says. "It's nothing big. But uh, what's for dinner?"
I narrow my eyes at him. Was he seriously not paying attention?
"We said that we're getting pizza." Uncle Sam replies as he carries his luggage to his room.
Mom sends a questioningly look at Dad. But he doesn't bother to look down at her, he just keeps his eyes up. That's when a notification popped up on our phones. Something triggered the cameras to the house.
"What is it?"
I shrug, so do the boys.
Grandma Nat looks at the phone before looking up at Dad. Dad takes another look at his phone as well. He looks up, he seemed worried. A pinch of anger was mixed with those worried eyes.
Dad unwraps his arm around mom. "Hey uh... I'm gonna go pick up the rest of the boxes, okay?"
Mom nods. "I'll go with you."
Dad shakes his head. "No, it's okay."
"I'll go with him." Grandma Nat tells us. "We'll be quick. It's just three boxes right?"
"Yeah."
"Okay... let's go."
With that, Grandma Nat grabs the keys, she throws them to dad who catches it. But no before leaving, I see Grandma Nat pick up a gun. I also see Dad pick his shield up from the ground. But no one else seemed to have seen it beside me. Before I knew it, they were both out of sight. Me and the team all share confused looks. But the adults split up unpacking everything else.
*NO ONE'S POV*
Both James and Natasha were now in the car. They were on their way back to their old home. The ride was silent but James kept a good grip on his shield which was right beside him. Natasha had two guns tucked away.
"If it's him, if it's Ross telling about Wanda..."
"Play nice."
"Will do." James simply replies as he keeps his eyes on the road.
As James goes to make a turn, another car crashes right into the right side of him sending the car to the edge of the bridge. James groans while rubbing his head, he looks over at Natasha. He tries waking her up but she wouldn't budge.
His eyes then fall onto someone in a suit that had been walking towards them. James takes his seatbelt off, he reaches for his shield. Just as he looks up, the suited man throws a shield right at the broken window.
"Oh... that's nice." James sarcastically shouts as he jumps out of the car. "Mother! Now would be a good time to wake the hell up!" he huffs.
Seeing that the road was now empty, James begins to search his surroundings. He hears the car slightly creek, that's when he looks up to see that the suited man was about to attack. Both of their shields make a loud clink noise when they hit one another. "I'm beginning to think this is personal."
The suited man lands to his feet then kicks the shield out of James's hand.
"That wasn't very nice..."
The suited man begins to shoot at James who dodged the hits. James comes up from behind the man, ready to put him into a chokehold. But the man swoops James off of his feet and throws him across the road. James looks up, his eyes locked with the man's glasses. They both tilt their heads before jumping up to their feet in sync.
"Woah... that's uh freaky."
James sees his reflection in the man's glasses. But the suited man looks at the far. He stands to his feet and begins to march towards the car. Assuming he was after his mother, James comes up from behind, only to get punched in his stomach and sent flying across the street.
But that didn't stop James from trying again. As the suited man had his back turned to James, James sees his old bow thrown across the street. He uses his grappling hook to drag it towards himself before he shoots an arrow at the man's feet, which ties around then. Then he shoots another grappling arrow at the top of the bridge. Which now had the suited man flying up into the air.
James takes that time to run towards the car, he drags his mom out of it. His eyes then land on a small briefcase. With furrowed brows, James takes ahold of it. But not before looking inside of it.
Now on the ground, the suited man kept his eyes glued to the briefcase. James sees that and slightly smirks.
"Want it? Go and get it." He throws the briefcase far across the street.
Doing exactly what James wanted, the suited man runs towards the briefcase. James then quickly grabs his shield, and then he throws his mother over his shoulders and he jumps into the lake under them. Once they hit the water, James quickly recovers. Luckily his Natasha's body was right near his. He drags her out of the water with his unoccupied hand.
Once they had been on land, he throws her onto the ground. He then falls to the ground beside her. He throws the shield to his side and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a few red vials which had been glowing. A picture was inserted into it, he pulls it out and sees the two familiar faces.
As if on cue, Natasha begins to cough out the water that filled her lungs. James turns to face her, rolling his eyes.
"Really? Now you wake up?"
Natasha sits herself up, groaning. "What the hell happened?"
The man shrugs, he stands to his feet. "Not sure. But I have a feeling it has something to do with this." he shows her the picture he found, along with the dozens of vials that he found.
Natasha grabs both the items, sighing. "Shit... w-we have to go."
And so, they gathered their things and made their way towards a train station.