Run Away

"Umm, Imma head out this way," I said, pointing a thumb behind me at the doors. Black Widow rolled her eyes and stepped in between me and Kate. She pried her off of me and walked her back a few steps, her hands resting on her shoulders to brace herself against Kate.

"You can go, but," she glanced around checking to see if anybody was watching them, "you'll never get this chance again. Imagine it, fixing your own mistakes for once. Having a grip on the power that always seems to drag you down."

It's true. I've always seen this power as a burden rather than something unimaginable, something awesome. At first I dabbled as much as I could. But like everything that's good, too much of a good thing can be bad. And after years in the Xavier Institute my eyes were opened to my own powers.

Before I could even agree to continue, the Black Widow cut me off. "Or you could be missing the chance of a lifetime, having both of us at your leisure. The things the two of us could do... to you." Her tongue wiped across her lips and Kate pulled herself closer to the Black Widow, planting a kiss on her cheek.

My eyes went wide and my thoughts raced in thousands of directions. Sweat started to fall down my forehead and panic soon overtook me. I couldn't think straight, but my feet could. In a second, my legs started to continue towards the door, pushing me to walk backwards as I kept my eyes on the two striking women in front of me. Soon after a few paces they guessed my intentions and knew my answer to their proposition.

The Black Widow threw Kate to the floor and dashed in my direction. I quickly turned my back to them and ran the rest of the way to the exit. Kate pushed herself off the ground into a leap and grabbed onto the Black Widow's leg.

"You bitch! He's mine!" she seethed through a blood soaked mouth. The amount of **** the Black Widow put into throwing Kate to the ground the second time knocked her clean out. She was going to eating through a straw for at least a week.

Now, with the widow back to just me at her attention, she quickly resumed sprinting after me. Unfortunately, in the time Kate latched onto her, I was already on the other side of the door and watching her reach it as its lead shut. A satisfying hiss played over the sealing of the exit and the Black Widow started to bang on the door, yelling for me to open it.

I didn't understand Russian, but I knew the words she choose for me were either slurs or promises of sexual deviance. I choose not to stick around and head for some fresh air. I briskly made my way down the rest of the hallway, peeking around corners to see if I was alone and found the elevators. The best way to get fresh air around here was the top floor; the roof.

I entered into the elevator, selected to top most button and entered my Avengers membership card. It chirped on being inserted and allowed me to scale the rest of the tower unabated. or so I thought.

A small thump thump sounded above me in the elevator. Then a rather piercing screech noise followed. I looked up and noticed sparks following along a set line until the shape of a square was made into the ceiling of the elevator. The thumping resumed and the square shape in the ceiling started to inch towards me. I stepped back and hugged the back wall of the elevator, waiting for the roof to collapse. Somewhere in this exchange the elevator also stopped. I noticed this once the interior lights switched to red.

Then the square symbol in the ceiling fell from its housing and into the floor below. Above stood the person I should've known was never going to be easy to get rid of: the Black Widow.

She packed her arms to her sides and hopped into the square hole she made in the elevator. She landed gracefully, with the skill of a trained ballerina, and glared menacingly at me. I gripped the railings behind me tighter.

"H-hey. Funny running into you here," I said weakly.

The Black Widow slowly approached me, striding one leg in front of the other as if she were modeling at a runway show for models. "No one ever escapes the sting of the Black Widow."

"S-so I've heard. Look, why don't we settle for just for escaping the 'sting' and not the 'Black Widow' this time? I could make it worth your while." I pushed myself forward, seeing her stop advancing and place a hand on her cheek. Her head tilted toward, caressing the outreaching hand. Her own hand came up and pressed it further closer to her cheek.

While I had her distracted, I reached down into her belt, feigning reaching below her waistband into her wet crotch and into her gadget belt. I sifted around until I found what I was looking for; stun pellets. I pulled them out and gave them a firm squeeze. I then stroked my hand up her body into I reached her armpit and, with my other hand quickly reaching over to the other, I closed the stun pellets in her armpit.

Let's get real. The Black Widow, in her right mind, would never fall for something like this. But, her being under my power's influence would make some of her senses dulled. Not to mention she's madly in love with me and would do anything I say or want. So, as her body shook against the electricity, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, I slowly gave her a push. She slowly craned over and fell onto the cold metallic floor of the elevator.

I squatted down and snapped my fingers a few times over her face. She was out. I stood up and turned back to the panel containing all the floors buttons and re-swiped my membership card until the lights turned back to normal and the elevator whirred back into motion.

Top floor here I come.