[M4F] The Women of Marvel - Defeated

In belated honor of Infinity War, here's marvel themed one! If defeated marvel superheroines isn't your interest, check out my previous posts for Game of Thrones, general superheroines, and more

Black Widow

The assassin stepped forward lithely, peering around the corridor. Empty - good. It was the middle of the night, the perfect time to go snooping around.

Over the last few weeks, the local mob had become connected to this warehouse. Disappearances, drug deals, weapon deals... It was becoming a problem, and Natasha Romanova - the Black Widow - solved such problems.

Another corner empty, in flickering light - and she smiled thinly. Right ahead would be the central room - and any records contained therein. A silent, stealthy dash forward, and the door opened quietly before her. She walked in, and...

Snap

A rope tied itself around her foot, yanking her up in the air - a trap? The Black Widow immediately pulls herself up, ready to cut it, to release herself - but a hand fastens itself around her arm, yanking her back. "Well, well... it appears we have a visitor..."

Gamora

Gamora whirled, her swords flashing, and another foe fell. The battle was going well - another few minutes, and the enemy would be broken, fleeing.

Another figure came up to challenger her, and she grinned, the thrill of the fight filling her. Her swords flashed forward, killing.. missing the foe, who stepped aside. He's fas...

Before her thought is completed, a fist slams into her, knocking her off balance, a sword clanking out of her grip. She rolls to the side, barely avoiding another swing. A third follows, and she frantically blocks with her remaining sword - teeth gritted at the force of the impact.

Another fast counterattack, her hand snaking out to kill - only to be caught in a grip like iron, and it tightens. With a groan, she drops her sword, clanging to the ground.

A second hand appears, grabbing her by her long red hair, lifting her off the ground. Examining her.

"I like this one. I think I'll be keeping her"...

Shuri

"Don't worry, brother." Shuri said, sitting back and watching the feed. "Everything will be fine - I'm watching you."

T'Challa - the Black Panther - sighed, and then stalked forward, entering the isolated, seemingly empty building. Dozens of drones entered from other angles, Shuri observing the feeds.

It had taken a few weeks to track down the newest fugitive - an outsider, who'd managed to get his hand on some Wakandan vibranium - unacceptable. He'd covered his tracks well - but not well enough to stop Shuri, who'd dug them up one. by. one. Leading finally to this small hideout, which her brother was now in the middle of busting. Soon enough, it'd be...

Shuri fround, and leaned forward. How could this be? No vital signs? No, every clue traced back to here...

Mpfffh! a muffled sound comes out, as a gloved hand securely covers her mouth. Shuri's eyes widen, and she desperately reaches out to hit a panic button.

Only to watch in horror, as another gloved hand reaches the console first, shutting it off. And the sudden realization hits her.

She didn't dig out those clues. They were laid for her...

Scarlet Witch

While travelling undercover, Scarlet Witch has someone with an eye on her. Ever journey to meet with Vision, those little stolen moments - she was recognized.

Planning. Readying. And finally...

Making his move. One day, she boarded the train, eager to arrive. Dozed off to sleep, the motion helping her along.

And when she awoke.. it was in a strange place...

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