The spy and the bounty hunter, Chapter 2

Natasha and Samus made their way through the lab quickly and quietly, deftly avoiding the security forces in the building. Samus' armor had some surprising stealth capabilities; the suit's ability to transform into a compact sphere made for some very impressive maneuverability. As Samus rolled through the building's ventilation system, Natasha made her way to the lab's mainframe room. Usually, it took some hacking to get into a room like this, so Natasha was quite amused when the bounty hunter simply unlocked the door from the other side.

"You've saved me a lot of time," Natasha told Samus. "I should bring you on every infiltration mission from now on."

"As long as I get paid," Samus answered. "You should get to downloading the info you need. My scans have Trask in the robotics room east of here. We're not far off."

'Straight to the point. She's all business,' Natasha thought to herself. 'I wonder what she looks like under that suit...'

Samus stood guard as Natasha downloaded as much info as she could onto the holodrive. Once she was finished, the two made their way to the robotics room, where Trask was working. He was making some adjustments to what looked like a prototype of some sort. Was LexCorp building Sentinels of their own? Hopefully the holodrive would have some answers...

Samus and Natasha quickly and quietly took out the guards in the room, and Trask was quickly subdued by one of the Widow's electric darts.

Trask awoke outside the lab, hands cuffed and legs bound. He looked up and saw the gorgeous spy and the towering armored figure. Shit, he thought. Someone found me. He recognized the SHIELD spy, but who was the armored woman?

"Black Widow. Typical SHIELD stooge, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong... and who the hell are you?" He asked.

"None of your business," Samus said. "There's a price on your head. I'm bringing you in."

Trask assumed he knew who was responsible for issuing the bounty, and showed little respect because of it. "Do you know who I am? Do you know who I'm working for? Bring me in and I'll make sure you regret it."

Samus was unmoved. She'd heard this speech hundreds of times. Few of her bounties ever followed through on any of their threats, and the few times they did, Samus made quick work of her attackers. "I'll take my chances. Now this'll be a lot easier on you if you go quietly..."

"Fine. Bring me in. The Queens of X don't scare me," Trask spat out, still defiant. Widow rolled her eyes -- she knew Emma Frost quite well. She wasn't someone anyone wanted as an enemy. Such a naive statement...

"The Queens didn't issue the bounty," Samus stated plainly.

Trask realized who must have issued the bounty, and was overcome with intense terror. "Oh God no. No, no, no. You can't take me to Magneto. Do you have any idea what he'll do to me?"

"I don't care," Samus stated bluntly.

Trask turned to Natasha and tried to convince her to help. "Please, talk some sense into her. You know what Erik does to people like me..."

Natasha was unsympathetic. "Tell that to all the innocent mutants your Sentinels killed."

"Oh God. Oh God, no. No! If you're going to bring me in to Magneto, then just kill me!" Trask begged.

"You're worth more alive," Samus stated coldly. She hit him with her cannon's ice beam, freezing him in place. "That'll shut him up. It'll also keep him alive until I can hand him over."

Samus radioed her spaceship. The ship quickly made its way to their location -- Natasha was quite impressed at the the speed and the accuracy of Samus' ship. Samus then hit a few buttons on a holographic AI popping out of her arm cannon, and her armored suit disappeared.

As impressed as Natasha was with Samus' battle suit and spaceship, she was far more impressed with what she saw when the suit disappeared -- a tall, stunning, toned blonde wearing a skin tight blue suit that showed off an incredible body. The redhead took a moment to gather her thoughts -- she had to. She wasn't on the Hellfire anymore, after all.

"This is where we part ways. Thanks for your help," Samus said, extending her hand.

Natasha shook the bounty hunter's hand, and saw an opportunity.

"Likewise. If you're looking to make credits, I have friends who could use someone with your talents," Natasha mentioned. "And SHIELD always has work for bounty hunters and mercs... and they pay generously."

"So I've heard," Samus replied. A contact in SHIELD could lead to some seriously lucrative offers. "All right, I'm willing to listen."

"I can take you to the SHIELD HQ, if you're willing to let me on your ship," Natasha offered. "If not, we can set up a meeting."

It wasn't often Samus let people on her ship, but her instincts told her to take the spy at her word. It sounded like a mutually beneficial agreement. "Fine, let's go. I just need to deliver my bounty first."

Natasha smiled to herself. Samus had been cold, all business. Agreeable, cordial even, but still, all business. Somehow, Natasha thought, she'd break through that cold demeanor and get her out of that skin tight blue suit. She imagined the two of them, between the sheets, fucking for hours on end. She imagined Samus with her, in the HMS Hellfires' harem, wrapped up with one (or more) of the gorgeous women on the ship... she was going to do whatever she possibly could to make that happen.

Natasha contacted the SHIELD pilot who had dropped her off. "This is Black Widow. I've completed my mission."

"Roger that," the pilot responded. "Do you need pickup?"

"That won't be necessary," Natasha said. "Head back to SHIELD headquarters -- I'll be taking a detour."

"Understood. Fury should be in contact soon. Gecko out."

As Natasha boarded the bounty hunter's ship, she kept thinking about ways to seduce the cold, emotionless bounty hunter -- she did love a challenge, especially if it ended with her on top of a gorgeous woman.