When you are bloodthirsty [Avengers + Widowmaker]

Thick clouds and thunder and lightning interweave harmoniously on the dark high river. The black widow in a tight battle uniform lay down on the endless rocks. Suddenly, a crack opened in the sky and swallowed everything. The world is like chaos. All that remains is gray.

Natasha opened her eyes, closed them again, and opened them again. She was still in a wooden house.And the dream just now was also her last memory of that battle.

She was wearing a tight-fitting white T-shirt, and most of her exposed body was tied up with bandages. She struggled to get up, picked up the water glass on the table, and smashed it at the wooden door, "Damn you bastard, how dare you shut me up—"

Before she finished speaking, the door was opened, and a blond boy walked in. His expression was tense, as if there was something important to do, but he tried his best to restrain himself, and only put the water glass in his hand back where it was. He opened the refrigerator quickly, picked up the milk and turned around and asked, "Do you need to warm it up?"

He seemed quite used to her anger, which made Natasha feel even more desperate.

This is the tenth day she has been locked in this dilapidated house.

When Natasha woke up, she had nothing, neither a familiar battle suit nor a sensor to communicate with the alliance. She didn't even know where this place was, and what happened to that battle?

Natasha's beautiful face was full of confusion and anger, which made Thanos very satisfied. After pouring the milk, he admired it for a few minutes before calling her over for breakfast.

Thanos seemed to have ADHD, his hands kept tapping on the table, and he sighed as if diverting his attention: "Do you feel confused and at a loss? It's okay, I was like this at the beginning, just get used to it."

"Just get used to it yourself. Do you want to kill me by pulling me?" Natasha replied casually, putting her hand on her injured shoulder.

After genetic modification, her immune system and physical strength are extremely strong, and she rarely suffers such serious injuries. Even if she is injured, she should recover quickly.She didn't know whether she was cursed by the "soul leader" or injured by the tear of time and space. In short, on this island, without the things that Iron Man messed with, she might take at least two months to recover.

Thanos clicked his tongue twice, staring at her with jasper-like eyes, and opened the blueberry jam to signal her.

Natasha never wronged herself, let alone facing such a sickness.She brushed her wavy hair aside, walked over and sat down, and took a sandwich: "You'd better guard me 24 hours a day, don't let me have a chance to escape. Otherwise, I advise you to let me go, otherwise I don't mind Harass Saul and blow your head off with his electric hammer."

Thanos smiled lowly, "If you change your mind and choose a style you like for our bed, I'll be more than happy to be beaten by you."

He has a very deceptively good looks, and what he said was more like flirting.

However, Natasha thought of what he did every night, and felt disgusted at his invitation, "After you die, I might consider buying you a luxurious big bed."

Thanos didn't eat breakfast. He skipped work and came to see her. He didn't stand up until Natasha drank the last sip of milk. Take a few deep breaths—

Like, a drug addict looking for relief.

These days, he is always like this. Natasha didn't respond, she just frowned and said sarcastically: "Take medicine if you are sick."

Thanos let her go, and his expression became much more relaxed. He raised his hand to brush the hair on Natasha's forehead, but Natasha dodged it. Thanos' smile didn't reach his eyes, "You are my medicine."

Naturally, Thanos can't guard her all the time. It is said that Thanos still has a job. When Natasha asked, Thanos just smiled: "Don't worry baby, I can afford you."

Natasha kept a record of his commute time, and one afternoon, using the wire she hid, she pried open the vent hole in the bathroom and crawled out of the pipe.

after an hour.

Natasha jumped into a white building and saw the monk who was paying respects to the Buddha. She hid behind the stupa and locked her eyes on a room at the top of the tower.

The eminent monk suddenly said, "Please follow me."

She didn't realize that there was someone standing behind him. As expected, Natasha turned around and took out the knife, and put it on his neck.

The eminent monk smiled and said nothing, looking at the place she was staring at just now.

5 minutes later, Natasha sat in the room on the top of the tower, and she walked up to it openly.

In order to prevent the eminent monk from talking too much, Natasha warned in advance that she was only here for an excuse, and don't try to ask anything from her.

The eminent monk really didn't ask much, he looked calm, as if he knew everything, and instead told Natasha a few things.

2019. This is Sri Lanka. In June 6, it is experiencing an unprecedented terrorist attack. It is best not to wander around if you have nothing to do.

The eminent monk said, and specially emphasized 2019.

[-]. Since a month ago, people in this country have been disappearing one after another. What they have in common is the bottom of every industry and class, such as the student who is the last one, the worker with the worst performance every year, and the idler. A begging vagabond...

After the monk finished speaking, he looked at Natasha meaningfully for a long time.

These have nothing to do with Natasha, she only remembers the number 2019.She asked the eminent monk to borrow a computer, and searched for the results of the war a month ago. Tears welled up in her eyes when she scrolled through the overview of people who had fought side by side.

They finally won.

After all kinds of hardships, they succeeded.

So many people are back, but she, Black Widow and Iron Man, is gone.

Natasha had never been so sad.

This is undoubtedly a glorious and grand war, and it is also their mission and glory as avengers.At every moment of fighting, they have already put life and death aside, and every attack with all their strength is for this planet, for reunion, and for their families, even if it is their last battle.

Fulian is her family, for this family, she is ready to sacrifice at any time.She should be happy with the ending now, but she finally realized at this time that she was not as strong and selfless as she imagined, and she still couldn't accept that there was no scene of her when the family reunited.

Good thing she's still there, it's just Tony...

The eminent monk has been by the side, quietly as if no one was there, but at this moment he suddenly said, "There is still a turning point."

Natasha: "What do you mean?"

Monk: "If you want to go back, I can help you, but—"

The eminent monk looked away from the photo news of Hulk and passers-by, and said, "Maybe you want everyone to go back together."

Natasha eagerly supported the table and asked, "What can you do?"

She inexplicably believed in the person in front of her who had only met once. After all, she was back, so it was possible for Tony to come back, right?

The eminent monk stopped talking, just shook his head in embarrassment, and after a while, he said: "The method is the one who came looking for you."

Natasha turned around, Thanos kicked open the door furiously under the interception of several monks, and rolled the monk to Natasha's feet.

Worried about being tracked, Natasha fled half of the city. This person is really a fucking monster. Can he be found like this?

Thanos sneered, his scarlet eyes were like a maddened demon, "Where are you going?"