Chapter 426: Sisterly Love

Chapter 426: Sisterly Love

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As Natasha stood in the gym, her heart raced with emotions she thought she had buried long ago. Yelena's eyes filled with a mix of relief and anger as she saw her sister, and before Natasha could react, Yelena charged forward, her movements fluid and precise.

"NATASHA!" Yelena's voice was filled with a raw intensity as she swung a high kick aimed at Natasha's head. Natasha deftly dodged the attack, her body instinctively reacting to the threat.

"You left me!" Yelena spat, her eyes blazing with fury. She followed up her kick with a rapid series of punches, each one laced with a deadly intent.

Natasha parried the blows, her training kicking in as she maintained her calm exterior. "Yelena, I didn't want you to be a part of this life," she tried to reason with her sister. "I left to protect you."

Yelena's attacks only grew fiercer as her anger bubbled to the surface. "Protect me? You abandoned me, Natasha!" she shouted, a mix of sorrow and rage in her voice. "I thought we were family, but you left me to suffer in that hellhole!"

With a quick spin, Yelena aimed a low sweep kick, trying to knock Natasha off balance. Natasha leaped over the leg, somersaulting in mid-air to gain distance from her relentless sister.

The two Black Widows circled each other, their eyes locked in a tense stare-down. Natasha was beyond confused, but she couldn't let her guard down. She knew that Yelena's emotions were clouding her judgment, and if she didn't defend herself, this reunion would end in disaster.

Yelena lunged forward again, aiming a series of swift punches at Natasha's abdomen. Natasha expertly blocked and countered, her strikes measured and controlled. She wasn't fighting to defeat Yelena, but to subdue her without causing any serious harm.

Their movements were a mesmerizing dance of power and grace. Natasha's years of training with the Red Room were mirrored in Yelena's every move. It was like looking into a mirror from her past, a reflection of the younger Natasha she once was.

With a sudden shift in strategy, Yelena attempted a leg sweep followed by a roundhouse kick. Natasha anticipated the move and leaped over the sweeping leg, ducking under the roundhouse kick with impeccable timing. She swiftly followed up with a gentle palm strike to Yelena's chest, just enough to knock the wind out of her without causing significant damage.

Yelena stumbled back, her breath catching as she glared at Natasha. "You think you're better than me, don't you?" she seethed, her voice laced with hurt and bitterness.

Natasha shook her head, trying to appeal to the lost connection between them. "No, Yelena. Now, can you please tell me what's going on? Why are you here?" she asked, her voice soft yet determined.

Yelena's fists clenched, her resolve wavering for a moment. But the pain in her heart quickly turned into anger once more. She didn't plan to fight, but as soon as she saw her sister stroll in, this boiling anger erupted deep inside of her. "You don't get it, Natasha! I was alone, abandoned, and you never came back for me," she accused, her voice breaking with emotion.

Before Natasha could respond, Yelena launched herself forward again, a renewed fire in her eyes. She threw a barrage of rapid strikes, each one driven by frustration and despair. Natasha evaded and deflected the attacks, her heart heavy with the burden of the past.

Natasha's mind raced, realizing that the Red Room, which she thought was long dead only seconds ago, had somehow tracked Yelena to the Avengers tower. She knew they couldn't afford to let these highly trained operatives wreak havoc in their home.

"We need to stop them," Natasha said, her voice resolute. Her expression hardened into that of a seasoned operative ready for battle.

"I'll help..." Yelena stood beside her sister, ready to fight.

Just as they were about to head out, Jarvis's voice appeared again. "That won't be necessary."

"Why?" Natasha asks. "Is Spidey handling it?"

"Just watch." Jarvis says cryptically.

Natasha and Yelena watched the surveillance cameras closely, observing the two teams of Red Room Widows making their way through the Avengers tower. Thankfully, it's passed work hours, so all of the non-mechanical staff has already left for the night.

As the first team of Widow's entered an elevator, the doors closed behind them, sealing them inside. Unaware of the danger, they waited patiently for the elevator to arrive at their destination. Their faces are partially covered, but the look in their eyes was noticeably dull and almost robotic.

Suddenly, a low hiss filled the elevator, and the Widows began to cough as a cloud of knock-out gas filled the small space. Panic spread among the team as they desperately tried to find a way out, but the gas quickly took its toll, and one by one, they slumped to the floor, unconscious.

Natasha and Yelena exchanged glances, realizing that the building's defenses were doing the job for them.

Meanwhile, the second team of Widows continued on their mission, passing by a seemingly harmless cleaning droid, which was waxing the floors. Unbeknownst to them, the droid was equipped with a hidden mechanism. As they walked past, the droid silently fired sleep darts at their backs, striking each Widow with precision.

One by one, the Widows collapsed, unable to fight off the sudden onslaught. They never even had a chance to identify the source of the attack, the droid already retreating down the hall to continue its work.

Natasha and Yelena couldn't help but feel a mix of satisfaction and relief as they saw the two teams of Red Room Widows neutralized by the building's defenses. Their friends and allies in the Avengers were safe, thanks to the security measures they had put in place.

As the automated defenses continued to maintain control, the two sisters turned their attention to the captured Widows. They knew that these operatives were just pawns, forced to follow the Red Room's orders without question.

"We need to find out why they're here," Natasha said, her voice determined.

"They're here for me," Yelena revealed, her eyes trailing off to the floor.

Suddenly, Jarvis's voice appears again. "Excuse me, but Spider-Man is waiting. He said and I repeat: What the f*ck is taking them so long?"

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