Black Widow vs. Taskmaster

The battle quickly spilled out of the house and into the nearby woods. Natasha deftly dodged Masters' strikes; it was clear that he wasn't just looking to incapacitate her. No, he was in for the kill. And with his photographic reflexes, she knew she'd have to constantly change up her strategies to keep him off balance. She decided to engage him, striking out with a kick as she dodged one of his slashes. Taskmaster parried her leg, then swept the other one out from under her, sending Natasha tumbling to the ground.

"Shit..." Natasha grumbled as she quickly got back on her feet. The battle continued, and while Natasha managed to mount a comeback, Taskmaster was beginning to anticipate her movements. She decided to change things up, opting for a hit-and-run strategy. Natasha used the trees in the forest as cover, leaping in and slashing at Taskmaster whenever she had the opportunity. This proved to be a more effective strategy, and she used it to put some distance between herself and the merc.

Natasha was able to lose Masters and hide in a nearby abandoned barn. Nothing made sense to her at the moment, but at this point her top priority was to escape this fight somehow -- whether it was successfully evading Taskmaster or incapacitating him. She'd figure out the rest later. She looked around, scanning the barn for an escape route, when she heard footsteps outside. She had to prepare for anything, and so she readied herself for a fight.

When the mystery figure entered the barn, Natasha lunged at him, brandishing a shock baton, only to stop upon seeing that it wasn't Taskmaster.

"Whoa, Nat! I'm not here to fight you!" Ant-Man exclaimed. "What happened? You... you recognize me, right?" He said, noting Natasha's obvious confusion.

"Ant-Man... Scott Lang... yeah, I recognize you," Natasha replied, calming down. "We... we need to get out of here. Taskmaster's tracking me. I think he's trying to take me out..."

"Shit, we're already turning on each other... I guess we should have expected this," Scott remarked. "What is he up to...?"

"I'd rather not stick around and find out. Is there anyone here with you?" Natasha asked.

Scott nodded. "They're not far from here. I'll radio 'em -- tell them to meet us at the quinjet and we can get the hell outta dodge..."