Talking with Natasha and my suit

"You wanted to talk?" I asked blandly. I didn't mind talking and I had no problem with listening. I'm just not a good talker. I can listen, but talking to people was always something I tried avoiding, in this life and the last.

"I already told you my name, Natasha Romanoff. I was born a long time ago." She sighed and continued.

"I'm an orphan, and I never knew my parents. During a time around the beginning of World War 2 I was kidnapped by the hand. They were in organization that made assassins. I was trained by a man named Ivan Petrovitch Bezukhou. It was Russian. He trained me and looked after me for years like I his child." She paused again and looked a little sad.

"I was being trained and my talent caught the eyes of some Soviet unions attention, and that was when Ivan sold me off to them. They wanted to make me a brainwashed master assassin." I could understand why she told me this.

She wants to talk to someone that actually knows how it feels to be used for the better of an organization against their own will.

"I spent years behind trained by professional assassins and mentors, and after they found my talent was good they sent me over to the black widow program. It was a program where girls the same as me would be sent over to be turned into sleeper agents."

"When we started the first thing that was done to use was being sterilized. That made us not able to have kids. The red room was a place that was disguised as a ballet school, but it was just the cover up. We were trained in hand-to-hand combat, acrobatics, weapons, and tactical skills." She said. Her voice was turning murderous, but she tried to hide it.

"So you were turned into an assassin against your will?" I said. I knew she was, but the emotion in her voice made me really catch on to how much she actually hated it.

"That's not even the worst part, they injected me with a false Super-Soldier serum, and made me age slower. That's all the damn thing did. All my other skills were from behind training. I could have at least got super strength, like every hero has it." I laughed a little at her mood swing.

"Well it's better than having a power and being tortured to find it's full capabilities." I said with a slightly more normal tone. Like talking to an acquaintance.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled a bit.

"So what's your story?" She asked me. She looked at me waiting for an answer and I decided why not.

"Well, I was also an orphan. I was supposed to be adopted, but the people that adopted me were Hydras people in disguise..." I told her about everything that I went through while I was being in held in Hydra. I didn't tell her the extent of my powers and I didn't tell any weaknesses.

Her face expression changed a lot during my time speaking. She could tell that I went through things they never did when she was in the program. They were worse as well.

(He told her because the base is gone and they have nothing on him other than what they showed them. They still don't know the full scale of his strength so he is safe.)

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"I think I'll go back to the main base now. I want to do a few bounties. It was nice speaking to you Natasha." I said politely. We talked longer than I expected and sometimes made a competition out of who went through the worst in some fields.

When you think of people bonding over who's life was harder it fells...I don't know, different. She smiled and stood up ready to leave as well and said "Yeah I think I'll go take a nap. See you later and you can call me Nat." We then walked in the same direction, back to the base.

"Saying bye, seems weird now." I said. My tone was back to being bland. I was having a pretty normal time talking to Natasha, but now that it's over I was back to not caring about things.

We continued back to the base in silence. We didn't mind it really, she already could tell I wasn't much of a speaker and I didn't like saying my thoughts aloud and would rather just do it.

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We reached the base with me quietly following Natasha because I would get lost. We parted ways with another bye with me nodded and I went over to the conference room and saw the other Avengers were there besides Natasha.

They were talking to Nick and they went quite when I popped my head around the corner.

"Nick, can I take a set of suppression suits and can I get some Kevlar?" He looked at me strangely but nodded for me to go ahead, not forgetting to tell me to do a mission/bounty.

I found a loophole in our contract though.

'He never specified how much of something I can take per mission.' I thought grinning evilly in my head. I then calmly walked to a training room and took a suppression suit and a ton of Kevlar before walking out of the base.

The gate was huge and no one questioned me, there was also a car waiting for me. I thought Nick must have notified a driver. I loaded the materials into the car and started thinking of my suit design again.

'I think, I should use nano technology for my suit. I have a theory on it how to do it at my current level, but it could be a failure. I'll think about this later. Tonight I have a bounty to take out.'

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I was dropped off home and sat down the box of Kevlar before disappearing from sight and in the next second I was in the same place. I just destroyed any bugs in my house, what I'm building can't be known to shield or anyone at that.

'I'm going to work with my suit as the base and I'll fuse the Kevlar with it. I should frame it first and draw out my design.' I then grabbed a pencil and paper before drawing my suit out. It wouldn't be spandex, but it would be fitted.

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"It's still spandex." I muttered in dissatisfaction. I wanted my suit to be the optimal suit for quick and precise movements with no draw backs. That was my fighting style.

The only one compatible was a spandex, they don't restrict movement and they won't be able to pull my clothes. The fact that I'm using nanotechnology will help me have it on at all time.

It also will help with stealth. The less mass something had the quieter it is, as well as being light. I also tested if I can make things invisible.

The answer was yes. As long as it is in contact with me, I can make different parts of something invisible. It would let me be visible and something else invisible.

I looked over to see that I've actually been working on this for a few hours. It was almost sundown so I got up to make myself some dinner (pizza rolls) before my bounty.

'I really need to learn to cook again.' I thought. I wanted some spaghetti tonight.

With that I waited for nightfall before going out in some all black clothes for my hunt. I also quickly ordered a mask.

(Shorter chapter than usual.)

1270 words.