Natasha's POV:

What happens when you feel you're lost? When you think you have no way out? I have been through that my whole life and was bought out of that hole by some people whom I never expected to. But did that start again?

That night, I was feeling very anxious. I felt as if something was about to happen. I couldn't sleep at all. I kept my eyes closed and was preparing for the same nightmare that had a made a permanent spot in my life.

I didn't have any awareness on what time it was but it felt like soon it would be 2am. I was right. A little later I felt Bruce's phone's alarm going off. He quickly woke up and took my hand in his so that he could be there with me when I would be having the nightmare.

Isn't he just cutest person on earth? I thought to myself as relief washed over me.

Suddenly, everything became black. I understood that it was time. But it didn't start as should've started. I couldn't see where I was or what was going on, all I could see was him.

"Natasha, daughter of Ivan," said Red Skull, "so good to finally have a conversation with you."

I was shocked. What's going on? What is he trying to do? What does he mean by 'having a conversation'? I kept thinking.

I had a feeling that I could talk to him since these nightmares were not normal. So I tried, and asked him, "What do you want from me?"

"Cutting to the point already? Ah, I thought maybe we could start with exchanging 'Hello's." he spoke with an evil grin plastered across his face.

"Stop this nonsense. What do you want?" I told as I shot a thousand knifes through my glares at him. If only I could move, I would've strangled him to death.

"What I want? I want your blood."

Terror flooded my heart and made me feel as if something toxic had filled my chest. From his words, I understood this much – his intention was to kill me, and I knew it would be impossible for me to outsmart him since he was way more powerful than me.

I tried to talk but I was to horrified to speak. He continued, "I thought I would have to wait a long time as you slowly lose blood and die by falling off the cliff every night, but I see that you have tagged someone along with you, Bruce, son of Brian."

I kept mumbling to myself, "No." because that's all I could do at that point.

Finally, I picked up the courage and asked him, "Why? Why are you doing this to me? What have I ever done to you? Why?!"

"I once held an Infinity Stone, but it banished me here. It has been guiding others to a treasure that I cannot possess."

"W-What?"

"Freedom. Freedom of death."

"So that's you want? You want to die? Just jump off the cliff. Why kill me?"

"If only it were that easy. When I was banished here, I found an old inscription made by the very celestials that had lived here. It said that only the blood of a person with a pure heart may end banishment by the Stones.

Till today, I have seen only four people coming here to seek the Soul Stone. Thanos killed his daughter for the Stone, therefore he may not be called a pure of heart. But you, you killed yourself to save others. You have a pure heart and you will help me rise again.

Slowly, your body will lose blood and one day, you will die. That day, I will go back to earth and conquer every country in the world. I will have the power of the gods! And no one can stop me!"

My eyes burst open and I sat upright. I could feel only two things: terror and tears. I turned my head and looked at Bruce, who was also very frightened. Even though Bruce himself was never able to handle his own fears, that night he forgot his feelings and looked after me. But no matter how much strength and courage he devoted me, Red Skull would still kill me.

The next day we went to his lab and discussed over this thing.

"We need Cap." I told Bruce, "Only he can tell us more about him."

"But isn't he..." Bruce trailed off.

"He's still alive. This is Cap we're talking about." I said playfully.

Yes, playfully. Even though we were having a serious conversation, when Bruce would be around, he would always lighten up my mood and I would be unable to resist that playful, flirty side of mine. I know, love is crazy.

"Well... where is he anyway?" he asked.

"Seriously, Bruce? F.R.I.D.A.Y., locate Steve Rogers." I said loudly.

"Locating." She replied in her monotonic voice. A moment later she said, "Brooklyn. Loading satellite image of the building." Soon, Steve's house was right in front of us as a holograph.

I leaned downwards, as I standing and he was seated, to face him and told him, "This is 2024 you're living in, Bruce. Locating a person is as easy as--"

He suddenly pulled me and I was sat on his lap. He said in a teasing tone, "As easy as sitting on my lap?"

I gave out a light chuckle and replied, "Yeah."

"Okay, but before you start blushing like crazy, I gotta tell you something." He said as he kept teasing me.

"I'm gonna start blushing like crazy? Me? Huh? You should've seen your face that day, when I came out of the bathroom after a shower." I started laughing, "You were looking like a beetroot!"

"Okay, okay! But now listen to me." he said with a serious look on his face.

But no matter how serious he was, I still couldn't stop laughing at him. And that's when Clint came out of nowhere, "Hey."

A moment later, he gave a sly smile and corrected himself, "Hey! Am I interrupting something?"

"Get out, Clint!" I yelled at him, but not in a mean way.

"Okay." He held up his hands to show that he had surrendered.

"Alright, now what were you saying?" I asked Bruce.

"You need to do some tests."

Oh no.

It may feel weird, but this assassin is scared of medical tests, no matter how simple or painless they are.

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!" I was whining.

"Still yes."

"Why?"

"Because he says you have less blood than you should."

"Who?"

And he gave me an are-you-seriously-asking-me-that look. I realised he was talking about Red Skull.

"So, are you actually believing the words of a person from past who doesn't know anything about me and wants to kill me?" I asked him but I already knew his answer.

"Yes, I am." I knew he would say that.

"Do I have to take these tests?" I asked him and kept whining like a child.

I really was expecting an answer when he did something else. He tightened his grip around my waist and stood up with me hanging from his arms, a few inches off the ground.

"What are you doing?" I exclaimed. But he didn't say a word, instead took me to a room and placed me down on the medical-bed(I don't know what its called). He made me lay down and turned around to do something. A few seconds later, he turned towards me with a syringe that had a very long and pointy pin-ish thing.

Blood test. No!

"Oh my god, what are you doing?" I asked him as my throat started drying up and my heart started beating like crazy.

"Nat, trust me, it won't hurt." He said with a little laughter in his eyes.

"Bruce, you don't wanna do this!" I tried to move away but fear always made me have short term paralysis. Oh c'mon! Damn it!

"Bruce, please?" I whimpered, but he didn't seem to back away any time soon.

"You know, I'm pretty sure you have quite a number of bullet holes in your body." He said with a chuckle.

"No!" I quickly closed my eyes and turned my head away.

Sometime later, I heard something I was not expecting, "See, it's done. You didn't even feel a thing, did you?"

What just happened?

He bent a little to face me and said, "Nat, its 2024 you're living in. Giving a blood sample is as easy as--"

"Laughing at me?" I said with a very disappointing tone. Yes, I was disappointed in myself. Very much.

"Yeah."

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