{really short Ik but I couldn't get this idea out of my head}
I sat in an all to familiar room. Concrete walls. Table bolted to the ground, and I hand cuffed to the table. But I knew I had nothing too worry about. I'd been doing this for a long time. And my captured had no chance.
"So how long are we going to act like this will get you anywhere?"
"What?"
I grin watching Natasha Romanoff's eyebrows furrow in frustration.
"Oh please we all know how this goes. You try to get info from me. I give you nothing, piss you hero's off. You leave I escape and we start the chase all over again."
"This is just a game too you." Natasha says.
"Yes and no. I mean It's fun, but usually a game has a winner right?"
"And your plan is to be this winner?" Nat questions.
I laugh which only seems to irritate and confuse her more.
"Oh no. See that's where you're wrong. My goal isn't to win." I stare at the camera behind her. "It's to make you loose."
She gives me one last look before leaving stone faced.
"I'll see you soon" I say with a little wave. It was always the same.