#readerxhydra

Reader x Natasha (enemies)

Just a one-shot I thought of today 😊

You waited until everyone was doing their usual friday evening activities until you left the compound . You did this every friday, and usually, nobody would question you . Most knew you would disappear for a couple of hours and then return, but a certain red head was more curious than others .

"Where are you going?" Nat questioned when she caught you about to go out the door "uh just out for a while , I'll see you later, " you left ,not giving the older woman another chance to question you .

Something wasn't sitting right with Natasha from the moment she noticed your weekly excursions , she hadn't followed you yet, but only because she thought she would be able to interrogate it out of you .

Monday morning came and you were all rudely awoken by Fridays announcement

"Mr Start requests you all in the conference room , immediately!"

You wiped the sleep from your eyes and threw on a pair of joggers and a hoodie and shuffled your way down the hall and into the elevator , taking it to the first floor where Tony was waiting . As you all filled the room he spread his stern expression around the room

"Shield has been compromised , we suspect hydra but this only could've happened from the inside" He started "which means we have a mole , Bruce and Maria pinpointed the location of the device used to hack our systems and it came from this building which means there's just over a hundred personel that need to be backround checked , quickly and violently"

Natasha looked towards you , her expression cold . She spoke up, not taking her eyes off you. "y/n where do you go every week , same day , same time " you rolled your eyes at the widow .

Of course she suspects you

"I'm not the mole," you answered swiftly, "then answer the question." Nat pushed . You began to get irritated by her persistent pushing "none of your business romanoff," you snapped

Eyes started to turn and land on you , Wanda attempted to read your mind, but you blocked her. "Stay out of my head, Wanda," you warned , still glaring at Natasha, who had her arms crossed .

"Y/n isn't the mole," Bruce defended , trying to help you out, but it only raised more questions. "You know where she goes ? Well, spill the tea, Banner. " Tony teased, but Bruce shook his head "its nothing bad , trust me, she's definitely not hydra, and it's not important"

"Okay, what the hell is going on here?" Steve interrupted. "Run me through all your systems. You'll find nothing but my decade-long commitment to shield " you butted in , standing up abruptly and walking towards the door "even better , ask Fury . he will tell you exactly what I have" you made sure to look directly at Natasha before finishing "it's none of your fucking business" .

Anger flowing through your veins, you needed to leave and so you did . You got into your car and drove to your safe place , the place you sneak off to every week .

Home

You hadn't expected Natasha to slip out of the meeting and follow you , you honestly wouldn't expect any of the team members to stoop so low but here you were , being tailed by the red headed assassin .

Natasha parked across the street when she saw you park outside a house and get out , she watched you walk to the door and knock . she rolled down her window foe a better view and when the door open she was surprised to see a young girl jump into your arms and a woman around your age hug you and invite you in .

You had a family ...a secret family

Natasha made sure she wasn't made and left as quick as she arrived , feeling guilty she followed you but also very interested to know why you were so adamant about hiding your family , plenty of the team have loved ones .

You didn't stay away from the compound long , knowing you would eventually have to go back and help find out who the mole is . Walking into the shared kitchen / living room area in the compound and making your way over to the fridge for a drink Natasha spoke up from her seat at the island beside Sam

"Listen, y/n , I'm sorry for giving you the third degree earlier .. I should've trusted you." You could see she was genuine, so you nodded in acceptance of the apology . As you were walking out of the room, your phone rang , a familiar number .

"Hey , did I leave something behind?" You were cut off by a man's voice "y/n y/l/n .. Oh, how I've waited to hear your voice again. " You froze , recognising the voice immediately "

"You know , you're very hard to find ..if it weren't for your red-headed teammate, I would've never found them, but oh well , thanks for keeping such good care of them for me"

The line went dead and you saw red , your entire body fizzing with anger . You marched over to Natasha and in one swift motion turned her chair , grabbed her by the jacket and lifted her into the air to slam her body down against the kitchen island

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO" You screamed at the shocked woman beneath you , Nat tried to pull your arms off her but your super soilder strenght had the upper hand , Sam and Scott rushed to grapple you and get you off the red head but you had changed your grip to her throat "YOU FOLLOWED ME AND NOW HE HAS THEM , THEY ARE GONE BECAUSE OF YOU" you picked her up and threw her to the floor . You pushed both men off you once Tony , Steve and Bruce ran into the room hearing the commotion.

Steve helped Natasha tk her feet who was struggling to catch her breathe "what the hell happened here!" Tony shouted , looking between the two of "your precious black window has just killed the only people important to me!" You spat . Bruce's eyes widened "no" he whispered "what do you mean?" Steve pressed further "she followed me ! SHE FUCKING FOLLOWED ME AND SHE WAS FOLLOWED You fucking-YOU-FUCK!"

You began to panic , running your hands through your hair , pacing the room . Wanda rushed to your side to try to calm you "my family , hydra has my family" you croaked out , tears threatening to spill , and he will kill them unless he gets me" you added , finally dropping to the ground to sob into your knees . Natasha stood , tears in her own eyes , feeling sick to her stomach and sick to regret for what she just caused .

After the team gave you time to calm yourself , you all gathered in the conference room "I need to know more y/n if we are going to find your family" Tony said sympathetically . You took a deep breathe , you were about to uproot a passed you had long buried "Baron Strucker is my father , those two girls are my sisters , Malia and Lyla . Eighteen and six years old" you shot Natasha a glance and the colour was all but drained from her face "fifteen years ago shield stormed a hydra base in the mountains of Germany , Strucker had already injected me with super soilder serum , hoping I would fight on his side but I took my girls and I ran ..straight into the arms of shield"

"You gave your location away" Steve assumed "yes , he experimented on me from when I was eight years old until the breach . I knew he was going to do the same to my sisters and i couldn't let him ..they were just kids"

Wanda reached across the table and held your "so were you" You cleared your throat and continued "Fury faked our deaths and sent confirmation to struckers pack of dogs , it's been quiet but a month ago I got a tip that there was agents in America, his agents . So every week I've been visiting and preparing them but he must have caught them off guard , god um" you chocked back the sobs "please Tony , the things he will do to them , they won't survive"

((Just a small fic I tossed together))

You've always wondered where your uncle went when he went away for his 'holidays'. You knew as much as he, that he went somewhere very few people knew of. And no one should know of it. You asked him one day, he didn't answer directly.

"One day you'll get to see." He laughed distantly, ruffling your thin hair.

"But when?" You always asked yourself when you were alone. When were you allowed to see whatever secret he was hiding? What could he possibly be doing? He had explained that his job was essential to mankind, that without his organization, the world would be utter chaos. And you believed him.

One day you heard him talking about something fascinating.

"And the Asset. Its time to use him again."

The Asset? That sounded like a weapon except for the fact he used the word 'he'. It, whatever it was, could it be human??

It wasn't til year later when you turned 21 that he came to you with a red book, a black star on the center of the leather cover. It was kinda thick, like a journal.

"Its time you knew about the Project."

"Sir?" You gave him a quizzical look, also eyeing the book.

"I'm talking about something that I and your father have been involved in for many years. Do you know the word H.Y.D.R.A.?"

"It was an organization in the Second World War. If the American's had not destroyed the soldier serum, H.Y.D.R.A would most likely still be in function." You recited from years of grooming. Your uncle had always been sure of your loyalty.

"Not 'most', young man. 'Will'."

"Will, sir?"

"Read the first page." He handed the book to you, the sudden action brought a sense of power to you. You were being handed something that could have taken over the world at one time. And most likely would soon.

You opened the leather cover, it was written in Russian, one of your second languages. It wasn't hard to translate, simply unbelievable.

"How-" You kept reading, the Asset, Project Insight, it was all there. You finally had been granted the knowledge of what your uncle had been doing all these years. "So it has been him that's been responsible for these assassinations." You look up at him, an expression of pride hidden under his face.

"Yes, we tell him to. And he does it."

"But- doesn't holding someone against their will seem a little immoral?"

Pierce stared at you for a long moment, studying your eyes. 

"Come with me. I will show you this Asset and you will change your mind."

The underground bunker of H.Y.D.R.A. You were finally there. All these years and your dream had come true. Armed guards stood at every hallway, not that they would do much if what you've heard rumors of was true. The Winter Soldier was formidable in combat. 

"Sir-" A man tried to stop your uncle from entering a locked room, a cage for a door. Behind it you could see scientists and machinery pressed up against the wall. "He's unstable-"

Your uncle, unmoved as always, stormed past the man, the door shutting behind you. 

In the center of the room, sitting on the largest machine in the room, was a muscular man, his long dark locks hanging over his face. His position one of aggression. 

Pierce waved down the guards pointing their weapons at the Soldier.

"He looks like a large dog about to fight." The thought crossed your mind as you noticed a scientist on the floor, clearly this man had done something 'unstable' as the other put it. But what stood out to you the most, what his left arm. It was entirely made of metal, fading the flesh around the collarbone. His eyes were glazed over,  even though you had never seen The Winter Soldier, you knew something was off.

"Mission Report." Your uncle demanded, standing near but not too close to the Soldier.

He didn't respond. 

"Mission Report." Pierce repeated. "Now!"

The Soldier just stared.

Finally you heard him grunt as Pierce struck him across the face, a unfeeling expression on your uncle.

"The..the man on the bride," He finally spoke, his voice recalling something. "Who was he?"

It might have been your imagination, but you swore you saw Pierce glance to another guard, this one more relaxed than the other guards.

"You met him a few days ago on assignment." Pierce explained.

"I knew him." The Soldier stated, firm yet still questionable.

You looked at your uncle. 

"He shouldn't remember.." You mumbled, risking a glance at the Soldier, his eyes determined. Only your uncle knew the past of the Soldier, but with the understanding of the book, you recalled he shouldn't remember his past or his targets.

"Prep him," Pierce ordered, standing up from the chair he was sitting on. "And wipe him again." He stood up to leave, letting you stay behind.

You watched from a distance as a scientist placed a mouth guard between the Soldier's teeth, his strangely perfectly white teeth. 

"Must have been the serum." You assumed, the super soldier serum made any human into the perfect specimen. 

You noticed his breathing became harsher, his chest rising faster as the machine grasped his arms in locks, a device coming around his head, the sound of electricity was drowned out by the screams the Soldier released, clearly pained through the procedure.

Eleven words resonated in your mind. Eleven very crucial words.

Longing.

Rusted.

Seventeen.

Daybreak.

Furnace.

Nine.

Benign.

Homecoming.

One.

Freight Car.