Natalie Rakov ✖ Black Widow (widowssting) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2010-11-14 11:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !characters only, natalie rakov, rhiannon rhodes |
Who: Rhiannon Rhodes and Natalie Rakov
Where: Down the block from Kyle and Ainsley's place in New Jersey
When: Sunday late afternoon/evening, November 14 2010
What: Natalie doesn't realize she's not Black Widow anymore when she finally catches onto Tawny's trail and tries to take on Harley Quinn. Or rather, Rhiannon with Harley's big ass revolver. Doesn't work out so well for her. (RIP Ainsley...)
Rating: PG-13 for violence?
Normally Natalie would not be even this dedicated to a job, but there was something undeniably alluring about it. It may or may not have had something to do with the fact that Fox was the one who'd asked her to do it, and as much as she tried to deny it, she liked him. A lot. To the point that she was willing to do really stupid things in order not to disappoint him. It was hard living up to Natasha's skills, Natalie knew she wasn't nearly as good as her head mate at anything which is why she'd taken to letting Natasha do most of the driving during this missione.
Which is why it was a pretty big surprise when she left that afternoon and Natasha still hadn't said a word, not one word the entire way to New Jersey, though honestly Natalie hadn't been paying much attention. She was running late and it was already drizzling outside, the wind in her ears as she sped along side streets and over the bridge was near deafening. By the time she reached Kyle and Ainsley's block she saw Ainsley getting into her car and leaving. Natalie cursed under her breath but she didn't have time to berate herself before Ainsley was driving away and Natalie had to speed up on her motorcycle in order to catch up enough to follow her at a safe distance. To any onlookers it may have just looked like they were going in the same direction, but Natalie was this woman's official detail. If she got hurt in any way, it would be Natalie's fault. But that wasn't going to happen.
It was already late afternoon, almost into the evening when they got back. It was raining a little harder as Ainsley drove up her street and Natalie veered left to drive down the next block and come around the other side to park on the corner where she always did and watch the house until Kyle or Barbara and Brad came around to relieve her. The moment she turned the corner, she knew there was trouble. All she could see was the back of her head, but someone was making their way to Ainsley's car in a manner that suggested they were up to no good. Natalie leaped from her bike, barely stopping long enough to actually park it but then her view of Ainsley was completely blocked by someone else.
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"And where do you think you're going, huh missy?" Rhiannon grinned at her, spinning around from the other side of a big hedge and bearing down on the blonde in Harley's red and black get up. It was pretty sweet, despite the dorky headpiece, as was Harley's gun which she was currently pointing at the other woman's chest not more then a few feet from her.
"Let me pass." Natalie backed up a few steps, wary of the weapon in the other woman's hand and gave her a calculating once over. She didn't look very strong. If she didn't have that obscenely large gun in her hands, Natalie was sure she could over power her.
"Sor-ry! I got strict orders to not let aaaanybody through. Nothin' personal, but what Mr. J says goes and you're not Mr. J. Rotten luck, why don't ya just turn around and go on home? This is a pretty nice lookin' neighborhood, I bet people here would notice a scene." Rhiannon grinned like a cat. By this point she was fully aware that Harley Quinn was not present in her mind, but Tawny had assured her everything was fine and all she had to do was stand guard with Harley's gun while she went to do something so Rhiannon was cool with it. What was the worst that could happen? Besides, she was itching to do something, and this was almost fun.
Natalie didn't have time for this so she did the first thing that came to mind. She lunged, throwing her body forward at an angle, aiming to kick the girl in the head and bring her down by the neck but she was more then a little surprised when it didn't exactly work out the way she'd planned. She managed to connect with the brunette's head but the rest of her body fell short and her eyes widened as the other woman caught onto her leg and knocked her to the ground.
"Ow. Hey, that wasn't very nice! I don't think I like you..." Rhiannon pouted, rubbing at her temple where Natalie's foot had landed before fixing the girl on the ground with a glare and raised her revolver into position. "You're gonna pay for that. Say hello to my little friend!"
Natalie scrambled to her feet, making a dash for safety as she pulled out her phone from her pocket and hit speed dial number five while running. As soon as someone picked up on the other end, she was shouting. "Fox! There's trouble..." She barely had time to run around the corner before the sound of the gun firing caused her to stop short and duck, though that ended up being her fatal mistake. "Tell Barbara to get over here now and bring hel-" The sheer force of the blast connected with the side of the building she'd taken cover behind and the impact sent chunks of concrete crashing down on top of Natalie. She fell to the ground, pinned down by a large slab of concrete at the waist and her head bleeding profusely as she lost consciousness.