Vow
Natalie Alienova Romanova
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"These missions that are discussed at meals they involve hurting people don't they?" Nova whispers into the night. Natalie turns her head to see Nova looking at her expectantly. This girl is very smart.
"Yes. But I have to do them. I need to keep you safe," Natalie answers. "I made a deal."
"Oh. You made a deal to protect me?" Nova sounds unbelieving.
"Yes. I said is do all they wanted and more of they kept you safe, fed, and untrained," Natalie explains. She leaves out mentioning she's done many missions before. Natalie graduated when she was twelve.
"Oh. In that case can you promise me something?" Novas wide eyes could make anyone crumble but Natalie caves without a fight.
"Anything."
"Make it a fair fight." Natalie isn't sure if she can fulfill that and succeed at her missions but she'll promise anyway. "Do you promise?"
"I promise."
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Natalie leaves for her mission the next day after getting her assigned weapons, alias, costumes, paperwork and rations for it.
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"Hello there young lady are you traveling alone?" the peppy flight attendant asks when she passes by Natalie's seat. It's a business class seat.
"Oh yes I am," Natalie replies with a wide smile.
"Well then just let me know if you need anything I'll take care of it personally," the flight attendant, her nat mesh reads Mabel, says and Natalie nods.
"Thank you very much!"
Her alias is Charlotte Bunker a cheery generous young lady. Her mission kill the Russian monster in America. It has to look like a murder so the right people will know who did it. Her disguise is a blonde hair, blue eyes, with a nerdy style of dress.
Natalie just has to figure out how to make it a fair fight for the target. She won't break her promise.
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"And who are you young lady?" the bouncer inquires. Natalie smiles wide and tosses a blonde curl over her shoulder.
"I'm Charlotte Bunker and I believe I am on the list," she replies merrily.
"Oh yes here you are Miss Bunker, a VIP too. Enjoy the party," he wishes and steps aside letting Natalie pass. She does so with a bounce in her step. Charlotte Bunker is a nerdy, cutie pie, who bounces around with big smiles. Natalie loathes her. Walking into the club Natalie looks around with a wide eyed excited gaze. Charlotte Bunker is visiting the United States to see her dear sweet godfather who just so happens to be Natalie's targets employee. The Red Room has connections everywhere.
"Troye! Oh how I missed you! It's been so long. I never see you now that you love here!" Natalie gushes, skipping up to Troye Parker, Charlottes godfather.
"Dear Charlotte! My you've grown since I last saw you!" Troye exclaims embracing Natalie. They put on a show for the target and make it believable. The targets name is Freud Teren. The Red Room wants him dead because he's been putting his hands in the wrong deals.
"Of corse I've grown. You last saw me when I was ten years old. And what a pity that is! Moving to America well it being a nice country is so far from home," Natalie muses.
"Yes but the job calls so I answer. By the way this is Freud Teren my boss, Mr Teren this is my goddaughter Charlotte," Troye introduces with a gesture. Natalie holds out her hand lightly with an inviting smile. Mr Teren takes it and shakes lightly.
"It's nice to meet such a lovely young Russian girl. America seems to have a shortage," Mr Teren compliments and Natalie forces a blush. Because of the extensive Red Room training it isn't hard to force measly bodily reactions.
"It's good to meet you too Mr Teren. I hope you haven't been keeping Troye too busy now. You know he has a bad heart," Natalie jokes and playfully hits Troye.
"Oh yes I know and don't worry I've been going easy on him."
"Such a kind boss Troye you must be so thankful!" Natalie says.
"Oh I am trust me."
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It wasn't hard to keep up the innocent act for the rest of the night nor follow Mr Teren home.
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"Well well well Mr Teren what have you been getting into lately?" Natalie questions in a sing song voice. As she speaks she walks into Mr Terens kitchen. The lock was easy to pick and moving silently is a gift all Red Room girls possess.
Natalie swings a ring knife in her left hand. She shed the blonde wig and nerdy clothes. Now it's just pure murderous Natalia.
She of course feels remorse and never wants to kill her target. But now she has developed a head space she can escape too in order to kill. She's in that head space now.
"So you're the one they sent. I knew they'd send someone," Mr Teren sighs. He sets his phone down and pulls a butcher knife from the Howe near the sink. Natalie smirks now the fight is fair. Her promise is kept and her mission can be done.
"I'm Natalie and you'd better sharpen that knife. It barely looks like it could cut a carrot," Natalie advises coldly.
"You're going to give me time to sharpen my knife?" Mr Teren questions disbelieving.
"You sharpen your knife while I count my sins. That should be plenty of time."
"As one of their girls I imagine it goes into the thousands. Thigh you're still young maybe it's less. Tell me why are you even giving me a fight?" Mr Teren inquires while pulling a knife sharpener out.
"Because someone have given me my heart back. I made a promise to make everything fair to that someone. I don't plan on breaking it," Natalie answers nonchalantly. This man will die soon so it matters not what he knows of her.
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Natalie counts and counts till she's done.
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"Time is up," Natalie states indifferent and lunges forward jutting her knife down. Mr Teren blocks her first hit but not her second. The knife to the throat kills him instantly. Natalie wipes down her fingerprints and walks out.