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p-taryn-dactyl · 4 months ago

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Fail-Safe (3)

a/n: hi everyone! i thought it was about time i brought this series back, since i really enjoyed writing for it! been a hot minute lol

tag list: @sunshadesnrainbowz @wandaromamoff69 @tintedrose12 @m-12344 @naslt @hippievanhan34

word count: 2k

prompt: Dreykov always had a back up plan, a fail safe, in case his empire fell. You grew up with Yelena and Natasha in the Red Room. But unlike your sisters, who became an Avenger or the greatest child assassin respectively, Dreykov had a different purpose for you. Now that he was gone, you were released from your cage - to hunt down the ones responsible for the death of the Red Room.

pairing(s): yelena belova x dark!sister!reader; kate bishop x dark!reader (not romantic); antonia dreykov x dark!reader

warning(s)/notes: uhm dreykov is an ass; reader is more tame this time; angst; rushed; not much violence this time; breaking and entering; Antonia has more of a role this time;

Kate felt eyes on her as she woke up. The lights of her apartment were off but the room was illuminated by an open window, allowing the moonlight to filter in. She tried to reach for her phone on the nightstand next to her but found her arms tied down to the headboard of her bed.

"What the hell?"

Kate struggled against the restraints, realizing that she was able to sit up slightly, the rope tightening even more as she pulled herself upwards.

"It's about time, god, how much sleep do you need? It's not like you did anything yesterday." A taunting, slightly accented voice, spoke from in front of her. Kate blinked her eyes rapidly, adjusting to the little light to see who was in her place. When she realized, her eyes widened, fighting against the restraints harder.

You merely waved, your stance slouched, as if you were bored. Kate supposed a mere breaking and entering wasn't what you considered excitement.

"You know, for a supposed superhero, you're such a heavy sleeper Kate Bishop. It was too easy to tie you up," you looked down at your hands as you inspected your nails, lowering your voice to a murmur, "I was expecting a struggle."

"What do you want?" Kate's voice was loud and abrasive compared to how you spoke, causing you to wrinkle your face in faux offense and disgust. You laughed casually, coming to stand up. Kate almost gasped at how similar you sounded to Yelena. Pointing at Kate, you shook your head.

"From you? Nothing, Kate Bishop. You've already played your part," you gestured to her situation in her bed, "Just...stay there."

Kate could tell you were judging as you walked around her apartment, rocking lightly on your heels as you apparently waited. You felt her eyes on you, turning to make eye contact with the young archer. Raising an eyebrow, you inspected Kate Bishop.

Why did your sister care so much about this girl? Sure, she was a talented archer, possibly a potential Avenger when Clint Barton finally truly retired.

Barton.

You broke eye contact, pulling out your phone and opening your messages. You had gotten Yelena's number from Kate's phone (for a girl who inherits a security empire, her password was weak, furthering your disappointment in Kate not being a challenge) and had sent her a picture of the archer before she had woken up. The read recipt sent excitement trilling down your spine.

Soon you could accomplish what Dreykov intrusted you with.

You exited your chat with Yelena and opened the thread of messages from Laura Barton. Apparently, her husband had told her who you were and the memes and coffee recommendations suddenly ended. You weren't ready to admit how you hated the way her last message made your stomach fall.

Using me to get to my husband is sick. Count yourself lucky you didn't go after our children.

Part of you had wanted to laugh when you first read the text. You never wanted Clint Barton, his death would be meaningless in your hunt. You had simply wanted to show Yelena how no one could hide from you. You would accomplic your mission. Another part of you felt offended at the mention of Laura's children. A monster you were, yes, but-

You couldn't finish your thought. It was like static filled your brain until you forgot what you were even thinking about. Turning your phone off, you turned your attention back to Kate, who was just watching you, an unreadable expression on her face. Something clicked in her mind and her eyes lit up. You didn't understand the sudden optimism, as she was the one tied to her bed and you were the one with considerable advantages.

Suddenly, you heard a noise. A slight one, a shift in the air that someone without your training wouldn't notice, but you were quickly standing on the side of Kate's bed. With a flick of your wrist, your widow bites activated, glowing an erie red, casting the color over the side of Kate's face. Kate looked up at you, confused until she saw a figure in her open doorway.

Yelena.

The blonde assassin's face was hard as she glared at her younger sister. You smiled wide in comparison, wiggling your fingers as a hello.

"Сестра! Почему так долго?"

Yelena didn't answer, her eyes trailing from you to Kate, making sure she wasn't injured. You seemed annoyed you didn't have Yelena's attention.

"Oh come on, she's fine! Her blood isn't the blood I want spilled." Your smile became predatory as you flexed your hand slightly, feeling the graviational pulls of the room. The walls creaked as you played with the idea of crumbling the building on itself. All it would take was a snap of your fingers and your mission would be complete. Then-

You didn't know what would happen once you were done.

Yelena sensed your hesitation and pounced. She aimed her bites at you, shocking you with a voltage that should've been fatal. Falling to your knees, you let out a scream as the electricity traveled through the metal in your bones. But soon the shock was over, the pain subsiding as you realized what Yelena had just unwillingly gifted you. Staying in your position, you slumped slightly, waiting as Yelena made her way over to Kate, knife in hand to cut the ropes. You allowed her to cut one arm free before you grabbed her wrist, focusing on the electricity coursing through you. You pulsed it through your sister, sending her flying from the bed, hitting the wall next to the door. You approached her with your arms spread out, making the decision to draw this out. You wanted to enjoy this moment, the moment you quite literally were made for.

"You know, I'm a little sad the fun is over. We barely even got to play the game. But now," you cocked your head to the side, calling on the gravity surrounding your sisters body, slowly starting to push her to the ground, "now it ends."

You almost missed Yelena's smirk and slight nod.

"Yes, now it ends."

Your confusion in her agreement made you pause, an action that would soon prove to be your downfall. Before you could react, strong, armored arms wrapped around you, trapping your arms against you. Panic started to creep in when you realized there was something in your attackers suit keeping you from calling on the gravitonium coursing through your veins. Yelena stood up, brushing off her clothes and grabbing something from her pocket.

"Yelena, wait," Kate's voice sounded behind you, she had broken the other rope holding her down and now stood next to your captor. You fought wildly against the arms around you, but they didn't budge. You craned your neck upwards to see if you could see their face. Shock pooled in your stomach as you recognized Taskmasters mask. Scrunching your brows, you focused all your energy into removing the helmet from Taskmaster's head.

"Ant?" You whispered, foggy memories begging to resurface in your mind.

"I think the years in cryo affected the chemical used to control you guys, the program might be failing." Kate sounded, her words causing your vision to tunnel.

Fail? No, no, that's not possible. That couldn't happen. Failure was not an option, you had to aveng-

"Avenge Dreykov?" The rough voice of Antonia made you realize you had been rambling outloud, noticing the slightly concerned looks of Yelena and Kate, who had come to stand next to your sister. Antonia adjusted her grip on you, turning you to the side and coming to stand in front of you, her gloved hands grasping your forearms in a grip that was sure to bruise.

"Avenge the man who tortured you all those years? Took away your mind? Tore away any chance you had of a family?"

You shook your head rapidly, not even trying to fight back against Antonia, her words sending confusion through your mind. She had to be wrong, you had enjoyed getting the gravitonium, you had laughed, you-

A hand grasped your chin, Yelena's, forcing you to look at her. Except you didn't see the face of your sister, your target. You only saw red.

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Yelena watched as the cure hit your eyes, temporairly turning them red as it absorbed into your system. For a second you could only blink but then you collapsed to the ground, not hitting the floor solely because Antonia caught you. She picked you up in her arms bridal style, concern lacing her features as you trembled, your eyes grey and clouded over.

"Is that supposed to happen?" Kate asked, surprised at the concern she felt for the woman who had decaptitated a woman for fun and crushed a man's throat.

Yelena shook her head but it was Antonia who explained.

"My father rewrote her mind in a different way than the rest of us. Almost similiar to the programming of the Winter Soldier except he changed her memories, making her believe all of her actions were her own choices," Kate watched with curiosity as Antonia brushed your hair from your face as she set you down on the very bed you had tied Kate to, "He violated her mind in a way that will only cause her pain as the cure takes away the chemical he implanted in her."

At those words, you shot up straight, your eyes clearing from grey to their natural color. For a second, all you could do was shake. Then, as the memories flooded in, you started hyperventilating as you roughly brushed your hands against the covers of the bed, desperate to get rid of the phantom blood that stained them.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," you whispered.

You remembered Lana, a widow you had known before Dreykov put you in the cryochamber, you remembered as she begged for her life, her blood staining her floor as you mutilated her body.

That poor barista, oh god why did you do that?

Every victim of yours poured into your mind, accusing you of one thing you used to believe was something to be proud of.

You're a monster, I was only a child

You're a monster, I had just gotten married

You're a monster, that's why I left

The last voice was Natasha, the sister you never got to say goodbye to. Tears flooded your eyes, falling down your face as you sobbed. Yelena pushed Antonia away, much to the laters annoyance, to come to stand in front of you. You grasped Yelena's clothes, burying your face into her, giving yourself a moment to pretend that you had the comfort of your sister. But you had destroyed any chance of that.

"I'm sorry, о боже, нет, I'm sorry."

Yelena cautiously wrapped her arms around you, surprised with how quickly you melted against her.

As you cried, a memory appeared, causing you to lean back away from the hug, eyes wide as you flickered between looking at your sister, Antonia, and Kate.

"I failed." You whispered, your words causing the three women around you to tense but you paid no mind. You continued.

"I'm not the only fail safe. I know too much, they'll be coming for me."

Yelena looked at you like you had grown two more heads.

"Y/N? What does that mean?"

You looked up, avoiding your sister's eyes to meet Antonia's, who slowly seemed to realize what you were saying. When you spoke again, it was like all emotion left you as you processed what was about to happen, the danger you had dragged them into.

"It means the game is about to become one where no one wins. All traces have to be erased."

A crazy idea popped into your head and you looked at Kate.

"How much to you like this place?"

Kate looked confused, shrugging as she rubbed the back of her neck.

"Not that much as it's been broken into two too many times- wait, why?"

You pulled yourself away from Antonia, making sure her suit wasn't touching you.

"Because, it'll be harder to hunt us down if we're presumed dead."

In a second, you pulled on the gravity surrounding the room, pulling it inwards until the walls crashed around you, forcfully pushing the four of you out of the wall with the open window.

From below, people watched in horror as Kate's apartment building collapsed and as four figures fell crashing to the ground.

a/n: ok so where'd the plot go? let's pretend like thats not a question for me hehe. ok so, originally i wanted this series to be a way for me to introduce more of my OC's into my fics in an interconnected series of stories. i hope this was ok?? i just really like the idea but i didn't want to write another chapter of y/n loosing her shit until later.

Сестра! Почему так долго? - sister! what took you so long