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Assistant: Title: Entwined - W. Maximoff
        Author: aurorassummer aurorassummer 
        Chapter: 10/45 
        Summary: NATASHA ROMANOFF has put in the work to be good; to be an upstanding citizen of society. She has proven her worth as a hero over and over again, yet no matter what, there are always critics. It doesn’t matter how much therapy she’s done, albeit unwillingly, Natasha just can’t seem to get the Red Room out of her mind. What she was taught, that’s stuck with her for the rest of her life.ATHENA LECLAIR doesn’t know who she is. Well, she does. She’s a p@wn in the Red Room’s games. She’s a killer, an assassin, and a damned good one at that. After all, nobody would suspect a charming young woman to be an assassin.IN A twisting game of family, deceit, murder, and power, fate always brings together the ones they see fit.
        Contents: Chapter 10
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  
    Turn off my mind, i beg you
  

  
    It’s buzzing like the devil’s bow. 
  
 
  Claude’s Girl – 
  Marika Hackman

  
  
  

  — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

  
  

  THE WORLD 
  had been cruel to Athena Leclair ever since she was little. 
 
  She had been put through the ‘specialized’ Red Room designated for little girls that showed the most potential. It was different from the Red Room Melina, Natasha or Yelena had been put through. 
 
  The specialized Red Room, also known as the Serpentine Program, pushed the girls to the max with training, ballet, and classes. But simultaneously, they ran tests on the girls, taking their blood, injecting them with various serums, waiting and watching to see how it would affect their bodies. 
 
  The Red Room had partnered with HYDRA, and this was where Athena quickly became a favorite. Despite everything that was injected into her, she never faltered. She was unique, and being unique within the Serpentine Program wasn’t good. 
 
  HYDRA and the Red Room fought over her, who had ‘owner’ rights over her. She was put through every test under the sun, being forced to kill, torture and torment innocent people over and over again for their entertainment. 
 
  Her humanity had been stripped from her, and in its place HYDRA and the Red Room created a soldier, molded to their sick and twisted ways. She was unbreakable. 
 
  Nobody ever saw her coming, she was a whisper in the wind, a shadow on the brightest of days. She never failed. 
 
  But sitting in the Avengers cell, a power suppressant cuff wrapped tightly around her ankle, threatening to sedate her if she dared to try and call upon her powers, she was breakable. 
 
  The tormenting flashes, small glimpses of a life that looked like hers but she couldn’t remember, floated through her mind. 
 
  Her hands tightened on the cot, knuckles white from the force of her grip. She struggled to keep her composure, fighting against the swirling mix of tortured memories and past failures. 
 
  Things were coming back to her in glimpses. It was all foggy, not quite clear enough for her to understand what was happening. But at the center of them all, sat the redheaded witch with red wiggly woos. 
 
  
    Wanda Maximoff. 
  
 
  Athena would never admit it, not even to herself, but she was terrified of what it meant. She didn’t understand why she felt this tug towards the redhead, why she felt the strong urge to protect her from the world. 
 
  She was used to feeling nothing, to being this emotionless being that did what she was told. 
 
  Now here she was, her mind in a turmoil as she tried to figure out what was real and what was figments of her imagination. 
 
  The sound of the door clicking open made Athena glance up from the floor, her eyes landing on Nick Fury and his righthand Maria Hill. 
 
  The two stood next to one another, arms crossed, stoic looks on their faces. 
 
  They were trying to intimidate her, to scare her into speaking, but it wasn’t going to work. Athena had seen worse, 
  
    much 
  
  worse, and Nick Fury and Maria Hill didn’t scare her.
 
  “Miss Leclair,” Fury’s voice was cold and level, and Athena despised it. She despised 
  
    him 
  
  and S.H.I.E.L.D. She didn’t want to listen to what he had to say, or the ‘rules’ he would most likely demand that she follow in order for them to release her. 
 
  But deep down Athena knew they would never release her. She had gone from one handler to another for so long, and nobody ever allowed her to do what she wanted. She was theirs to use and abuse, and Athena had never known any different. 
 
  She kept her mouth shut, refusing to speak to him. 
 
  “This is a S.H.I.E.L.D. contract,” he held up the manila folder in his hands, that housed a small packet inside of it. Pressing a button on the panel outside of the glass cell, a small sliver of the glass opened, the same place where they had put her first food tray through. 
 
  He threw it into the cell, watching as it landed onto the ground, but Athena didn’t even look at it. It wasn’t worth her time. 
 
  “You’re going to sign it, or you’re going to go to the raft. You have no choice, it’s one or the other.” 
 
  Athena only stared at him, eyes unblinking, emotions masked behind thick walls that Nick Fury couldn’t manage to see past.
 
  It infuriated him immensely to know that he couldn’t seem to get Athena to switch sides as easily as he had hoped. He wanted her to sign the contract, he needed her power on his side, especially if he was going to defeat HYDRA once and for all. 
 
  “Think it over, Miss Leclair,” he bit out, tone sharper than it had been seconds ago. “You have two weeks to decide.” 
 
  Without another word, Fury and Maria left, the door clicking shut quietly behind them, once again trapping Athena within the silence of her own mind. 
 
  She glanced down at the manila folder, the white packet of rules she would have to follow spilling out of the manila folder. 
 
  She stood, walking over to it and picked it up off the floor, holding the white packet in her hands and turning towards the camera’s. She moved her eyes up to them, her gaze unwavering as she tore the packet into small pieces, letting them flutter and fall to the floor in small pieces around her feet. 
 
  — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —
 
  NATASHA SAT 
  in her room, curled up into a ball on the beanbag by her windows. The large, fluffy blanket Wanda had knitted her was wrapped around her shoulders keeping her warm. 
 
  She had needed space from her teammates and had locked herself away in her room to sort through the thoughts running rampant through her mind. She was trying to figure out what she could do to maybe help Athena figure out her own memories. Maybe even get her to remember their childhood. 
 
  A soft knock interrupted her thoughts, and Natasha’s gaze landed on her door. 
 
  “Go away.” Her voice was sharper than she had intended, and she winced slightly, hoping that whoever was on the other side of her door would leave her be and not take offense to how short her tone had been with them. 
 
  “It’s me,” Yelena’s soft voice flowed through the door and Natasha stiffened slightly before uncurling herself off of her beanbag and walking towards her door. She undid the locks and pulled it open, meeting Yelena’s soft blue eyes from where she stood outside of Natasha’s room, her own Wanda-knitted blanket wrapped around her shoulders. 
 
  Natasha wordlessly stepped aside, allowing her younger sister into the room before shutting her door once again and retaking her position on her beanbag, Yelena taking a seat on the edge of her bed. 
 
  “What do you need?” Natasha’s voice was softer than it had been a moment ago, but it was strained. She really didn’t want to fight with Yelena right now, but she missed her sister. She 
  
    needed 
  
  Yelena. 
 
  “I’m sorry I got mad at you the other day,” Yelena said quietly, not meeting Natasha’s eyes. “I know you didn’t mean it in the way that I took it as. I know you want Attie back just as much as I do I just –” she sighed, running a hand through her blonde hair. “I heard you say that you didn’t know if it was worth it because we could lose Wanda and it really hurt. I know that you don’t like to talk about Attie that much because it’s too painful and you’d rather just forget about everything that happened, but it hurts to hear you say that because I 
  
    do 
  
  want to talk about everything.” Yelena paused for a moment, her tongue swiping out and moistening her dry lips before she continued. 
 
  “I feel like everything that we’re doing to try and get her back is failing,” she whispered quietly. “I don’t know what to make of that and I don’t know how to react to it. She doesn’t remember us, I know that, but I want to be able to go and talk to her but if I do that, seeing the way she doesn’t remember us is going to break me.” 
 
  “I’ll go with you.” 
 
  Natasha’s words were soft and short, but it was a peace offering. She was offering to go with Yelena and to 
  
    try
  
  . 
 
  Yelena’s face softened, her brows pinching together slightly. “Really?” The word was said so brokenly, so innocently that it tore Natasha’s heart into shreds. 
 
  “Yeah,” she nodded, standing from her beanbag and sitting on her bed next to her sister. “Yeah really. I’m sorry I haven’t been better Lena– sometimes I don’t know how to react and so my default is to pretend it doesn’t bother me, and that hurts you. I don’t mean for it to happen, but it doesn’t excuse the fact that it does. I’m 
  
    really 
  
  sorry.” 
 
  “It’s okay Nat,” Yelena whispered quietly, pulling her older sister in for a hug. 
 
  They sat like that for a long time, both taking the comfort that they needed from the other, sitting in a comfortable, familiar silence that allowed them both to grieve the life they could have had with Athena. 
 
  Natasha pulled away first, her emerald green eyes soft and kind. “When you’re ready, you and I can go down and talk to her. She tore up the first contract packet that Fury gave her, which he was not happy about, but it’s why I had Maria print extras. We can go down and put a new one in her cell and try and get her to remember us. How does that sound?” 
 
  “That sounds amazing,” Yelena whispered, tears welling in her eyes. “Thank you, Nat.” 
 
  “Anytime 
  
    sestra.
  
  ” 
 
  Yelena grinned at the Russian term for ‘sister’, standing from Natasha’s bed and moving towards her own room so that she could pull herself together a little bit before they went down to talk to Athena. 
 
  She only hoped that it would go okay. 
 
  — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —
 
  ALEAH INHALED 
  sharply, closing her eyes and counting to ten in her head, trying not to lose her temper on the idiot agents standing in front of her. 
 
  “
  
    Get. Out.
  
  ” The command was harsh, her tone bordering on ‘I'm going to kill you if you don’t leave my eyesight right this instant.’ 
 
  The three agents scrambled out of her office, the door shutting noisily behind them only fueling her rage more. She stood from her desk, walking over to the cabinet in the corner of her office that held her alcohol collection. 
 
  It didn’t matter that it was ten in the morning, Aleah popped the top off of her favorite whiskey and poured herself a glass, downing it in one fail swoop. 
 
  She was 
  
    p@ss@d. 
  
 
  She had lost Athena, who was now in the hands of the Avengers and probably on her way to regaining all of her memories. Her agents were going haywire, f@ck@ng up at every possible thing, and Dr. Monroe Beaumont had yet to respond to her texts. 
 
  To say it was a sh@tshow was an understatement. 
 
  A soft knock came from the door, and Aleah threw her head back, groaning loudly as her door opened, a blonde haired man standing there, his hands in his suit pants pockets. 
 
  “Well you sound joyful.” His voice was deep, laced with a teasing tone as he shut the door behind him. 
 
  “Don’t f@ck with me right now, Carson.” Aleah snapped, downing another glass of whiskey before taking a seat at her desk, kicking her feet up and running her hands over her face. 
 
  “Everybody is f@ck@ng up, Athena’s been captured by the f@ck@ng Avengers, and is probably on her way to regaining all of her f@ck@ng memories. Not to mention I have to figure out how to take down Madame B now 
  
    without 
  
  my prized f@ck@ng possession. So 
  
    don’t 
  
  laugh at me.” 
 
  Carson smiled, bemused by Aleah’s rant as he looked around the small office, not taking a seat. “Well, it seems like you’ve got your hands full.” 
 
  “No shit,” Aleah snapped, groaning in annoyance. “Why are you here? I thought you were working on Project X.” 
 
  “I am,” he replied vaguely. “But I came to see how my dear sister was doing when I got wind that my other sister was now in the hands of the Avengers.” 
 
  Aleah’s eyes narrowed sharply, glaring at her older brother. 
 
  “Don’t f@ck with me, Carson. I’m going to get Athena back. We both know that she’s worth more than Melina and Alexei ever knew, why the f@ck do you think I brainwashed her for so long? If she knew the truth she wouldn’t ever stay with us. So you need to figure out the missing chemical component for project x so I can give it to her.” 
 
  “My my,” Carson drawled, finally taking a seat in the chair across from Aleah. “You’re so bossy now, Leah. Is all the power and control getting to you?” 
 
  Aleah’s eyes only narrowed sharply on Carson, yet she kept her mouth shut, refraining from cursing out her brother. 
 
  “I will find the missing piece, and we will get Athena back,” Carson reassured. “After all, we can’t just allow our baby sister to stay with the strays. I would prefer it if she didn’t regain her memories and have to put in all the work to get her back into the mindset of Shadow again.” 
 
  “Well I’m not sure how well that plan’s gonna go,” Aleah scoffed, jaw clenching tightly. “Monroe called me for coffee; Wanda Maximoff is working on trying to get Athena’s memories back.” 
  
    
    
  

  Carson pursed his lips, eyes darkening slightly at the mention of Wanda Maximoff. 
 
  “She’s been a problem for a while now. Why is it that Athena protects her?” 
 
  “I never figured it out,” Aleah shrugged. “Monroe seems to think something links them together, which is why they’re so drawn to one another. Even after brainwashing, Athena wouldn’t hurt Wanda, not much anyways.” 
 
  “Even if she gets fragments of her memory back, Attie isn’t going to be able to get rid of everything we have instilled in her. She has the instincts of an assassin, that’s never going to go away. She’ll come crawling back quickly enough, and hopefully by that time project x will be ready for us to use on her. But that’s not why I came, Leah.” 
 
  Aleah’s brows furrowed slightly as she stared at her brother, waiting for him to tell her the real reason behind his impromptu appearance. 
 
  “I’ve gotten wind that something’s coming; something big.” Carson’s voice was cryptic, almost as if he didn’t really know what to make of this ‘big’ thing that was coming. “Something 
  
    otherworldly.
  
  ” 
 
  “Like what?” Aleah questioned, brows knitting together tighter. 
 
  “A being from a different planet looking for the infinity stones. A titan. He’s strong, and he already has one of the stones.” 
 
  Aleah sat up straighter, face draining of its color as she realized what her brother was saying. 
 
  “If this titan gets his hands on Athena–” 
 
  “We’re doomed.” Carson finished for her, nodding. “So whatever you need to do, 
  
    get her back.
  
   I will not risk losing her to a madman. She’s better off with the Avengers instead of this titan, but I won’t risk it. I don’t care what has to be done, Aleah, get our sister back.” 
 
  Carson stood, Aleah’s eyes following him, determination flaring in them. 
 
  “I’ll be back to check on your progress. Be safe, and get Athena back.” 
 
  Without another word, he left, leaving Aleah to think in silence, heart hammering in her chest. 
 
  
    She needed Athena back. 
  
 
  — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —'
User: So athena is aleah and carsons sister?
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