Chapter 89: Infiltration

Chapter 89: Infiltration

Natasha was sneaking through the forest shrubbery, getting closer to her target's house while marveling at how the rune Tom gave her blended her magical signature into the wards without setting them off.

Really, Tom always came up with such ridiculous things...

As much as it peeved her, she really loved how he fussed about her. It was in times like these she could clearly see he worried for her. In a way, it was a clear sign that Tom loved her and it made Natasha's heart melt with joy.

She could see Tom wasn't happy about sending her on this task, especially not alone, and it was both fondly irritating and annoyingly flattering to her. He was much less worried when he told her to fight these kids at the Quidditch World Cup. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Then again, he didn't really have time to be worried about her then so maybe that was the reason why his worrywart personality didn't fully activate?

Natasha was inwardly rejoicing that finally, Tom had a task for her. Something that only she could do for him. Yes, it was an unpleasant one. Infiltration and... well, she could imagine what would follow... but it was the very first time Tom actually asked her to do something for him.

He was always so hesitant about solving problems in ways she excelled at. Always trying to find a way that would spare her from having to dirty her hands. She did many terrible things in her service to SHIELD, things much worse than what Tom most likely intended to do here so she wasn't about to complain about him being heavy-handed.

The deal between them might have used many fancy words but at its base, it was very simple. She was Tom's personal assassin. That was it.

And yet... she never served that purpose. It was both relieving and infuriating.

She longed for a peaceful life for so long... and yet now that she had it, all she wanted was more conflict so she could be useful to Tom. It was really hypocritical of her.

That's why now that Tom's hand was forced, Natasha was actually happy. She had every intention to give it her best and prove that Tom can rely on her more.

Finally, Natasha got close enough to the house and raised her head as she looked up, her gaze landing on a closed window on the second floor. Sighing to herself, her course was set. It was a much better entrance point than her other options.

She really didn't feel like playing Santa Claus nor did she have much of an opportunity to cause a commotion right now. The windows on the first floor were out of the question simply because everyone in the house seemed to be located on the first floor.

So the window on the second floor it wa-

And that was enough time for what they came to do here.

Natasha then used the light-bending ring Tom gave her to cast an illusion on herself, her body taking the shape and look of the man she had just knocked out. Picking up the man's wand, her disguise was finished and her demeanor changed to mirror the Auror as she continued on his patrol, slowly making her round around the house.

It took her ten more minutes to fully circle the house, and she deemed it enough time to further map the place and make sure the air was clear of any unpleasant surprises hiding around.

After all, checking the terrain while she still could was always a good thing to do.

She walked up the porch stairs and knocked on the door, causing another Auror who was on door duty, a tall black-skinned man, to open them almost immediately.

The man blinked at her in confusion, but there was no suspicion in his gaze. The second her face disguised as his colleague and more importantly, the man's wand in her hand, he took what he saw at face value.

"What is it, Connor? You found something unusual?" The man asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Natasha instantly realized that Connor's patrolling shift probably did not end yet, hence the confusion. She didn't know the black man's name so conversation was not an option and fortunately, there was once again, only one Auror stationed at the door duty so...

Natasha's hand swiftly swished through the air, hitting the black-skinned Auror's chin so quickly he only managed to get a short, "Eh?" out as his head snapped slightly to the side and Natasha caught his tall unconscious body before it could hit the ground, gently lowering it onto the nearby chair.

She cast the sleeping spell on the man once again and closed the door behind herself, her lips slightly curving up into a small smirk.

These wizards had magic and wards... yet their security measures were still so primitive. Natasha felt a bit underwhelmed. Infiltrating a mundane military base was much harder than this.

These people certainly didn't expect to be attacked tonight and they relied too heavily on their alarm wards. Without Tom's rune, this could have been an almost impossible task, yet...

With just a bit of caution, this mission was shaping up to be quite the walk in the park.

Shaking her head in exasperation and admittedly, a bit of dissatisfaction, her form shifted to resemble the black-skinned man she had just knocked out as she advanced further into the house. She still had a job to finish.