Chapter One: Before the Dawn

Everyone's been commenting on a sequel to "A Young Assassin" so I'm here to please and I'll kick it off with the first chapter. Now, as some of you may know I'm working on "In the Line of Fire, Panic" so I haven't really been writing this so I may take a little longer to update but don't worry never month long wait so be sure to follow and comment on the first chapter of "Black Mamba: Kiss of Death.

When I open my eyes all I see is darkness, the air is chilly as if I were kept in a deep freezer. My teeth chatter together as I glance around trying to remember what happened when my memories resurface. Steve threw me across the chasm to help Bucky but we jumped when the fake machine exploded and fell into the abyss. I remember feeling arms wrap around me, Bucky must have protected me from the fall but where is he?

On a side note I'm still reeling from the revelation of who Ruark said was my father but how can I be sure that he was telling me the truth, it might have just been a lie to trick me. The only thing that does not add up about that theory is why he would use that to trick me, the thing is, there's no way that could be a trick. Does that mean Ruark was telling me the truth?

Heavy footsteps sound and I push myself up on my feet, wincing and sinking my teeth into my bottom lip to keep from howling out in pain. My whole body aches, especially my shoulder but I can't recall any reason it would hurt.

"You're awake..." he says, in a low, gruff voice.

A faint glimmer of white light flashes behind him. His brown hair is messy and greasy and his lip is still busted and coated with dried blood and so is his nose. His eyes scan over me, as if to check if I'm broken or something.

I roll my shoulders, groaning, and winching at the same time when a sharp, shooting pain rips through my entire right side.

"Be careful," he warns, stepping forward, reaching his human hand out to me. "I had to pry out a bullet."

I look at him as my face contorts in confusion. Shot? "When did I get shot...?" I ask, tilting my head. Retracting his arm he shrugs.

"I don't know, wasn't keeping track of what you were doing."

Stepping closer to Bucky I look around the area and realize that this isn't the chasm anymore this-this is a cave, when did he move me to a cave and how long have I been out for? As if sensing my questions he speaks.

"You've been out for one and a half days and I moved us to this cave when I woke up after that fall, thanks for the warning by the way, and just in case you wonder later, I didn't do anything to you while you were out, I'm not a pedophile."

I shudder, kind of grossed out by the thought of that. "I didn't think you would so don't worry."

We stand in silence, my mind picking away at what Ruark told me, just as I open my mouth to ask him about whether or not it's true, helicopter blades sound and both Bucky and I look towards the caves opening. Darting forward, I bite my bottom lip, keeping the pain at bay as we dart from the cave and into the blinding brightness of the afternoon sun.

We seem to be in a forest of some sort, tall ten foot tall trees loom overhead and the sky is bright blue, birds chirping off in the distance. If we weren't running it might actually be serene. Following behind Bucky makes me really glad I was trained by the Red Room, any normal, nonactive person would pass out if they had to run this fast and for so long.

Nearing the forests edge Bucky grabs my waist and pulls me with him behind a bush and releases me as we peer up at the sky, both of us highly trained assassins looking for the helicopter. Helicopters may not seem like a big deal to normal people but to assassins like us we're trained to notice things out of the ordinary and a helicopter being here isn't normal.

Someone is here, looking for either me, him, or us both. We watch as a sleek black helicopter with sun reflecting metal wings lands by the cave where we just were. Wind from the blades blast across the land sending a cloud of dust our way, I close my eyes and hold my breath and I assume Bucky did the same thing. I tap Bucky's shoulder when the dust clears and we both watch as the helicopter door opens and out steps a woman with chestnut brown hair wound tightly in a bun and cold hazel eyes.

Vasilisia Dubroski

This is the woman who was around during my childhood, she would watch me, take care of me, and sneak me candy until one day she stopped coming, shortly after that the experiments for the Black Widow Program and the Black Mamba program began. She left me to what, become the Red Room leader? How could she leave me like that, I was a child and she was the only companion I had.

"Vanya Romanova, and James Barnes, if you come out now we won't have to use extensive force. Besides Vanya, the Red Room owns you, you know that. Come with me willingly and you can still aid the KGB and take out HYDRA."

Internally I snort my disinterest but keep watching as more people climb from the helicopter, all of them armed with highly volatile electric knock out guns powerful enough to take out six elephants at once, there's no way I would be able to stay awake if shocked by that and looking at the darkened look on Bucky's face I don't think he could either.

So here we stand at a crossroad, step forward and get taken back to Red Room, the place nightmare are made of, or try to escape and risk being knocked out and killed. The sound of rustling leaves sound behind up and I spin around, slamming my foot out, knocking the KGB member to the ground. Vasilisia and her group come forward as Bucky takes the knock out gun from the KGB member as I kick him in the head as hard as I can, knocking him unconscious.

Stepping forward she lets a smile creep across her glossy pink lips and her eyes twinkle with glee?

"Hello Vanya," she purrs, looking at me. "You were so small and now look at you, a deadly force of nature. You were trained well, a worthy opponent to any women, or man for that matter."

"What do you want," I growl, stepping forward, trying to hide my feelings of betrayal.

"You. I've come for you seeing as how Ruark, that idiot leader of HYDRA hasn't been doing a very good job of using you with your full potential, he's been low balling you. giving you simple mundane tasks to gain the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D., well, what's left of it that is."

How does she know about that? I only know about the desolation of S.H.I.E.L.D. due to working for HYDRA for all those years, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s just barely came back with the sole base HQ I was taken to when captured but aside from that they've lost all their international intel and anything they did have was leaked onto the internet for everyone to see.

Then Vasilisia looks from me to Bucky and gives a knowing smile.

"It's good to see you as well James Barnes, Bucky? Or do you prefer Winter Solider?"

Bucky doesn't respond, just narrows his eyes at her as if wondering how she knows him, he was cryogenically frozen for many, many years so it's understandable that he may not know exactly who she is.

"Oh," she said, throwing her hands up and blushing slightly. "I'm sorry, I'm Vasilisia and the head of the KGB and focus my energy of the Red Room. You, back in the day, were of great use to the KGB that's why that red star is printed on your arm. The same offer for Vanya applies to you as well, if you come with me you'll live for another day, unless you try something."

I look around, we are surrounded by KGB agents with more of those knock out guns and I'm sure we could take them out without to much trouble but I don't want to risk it, I look to Bucky who seems to be thinking the same thing. He sets the gun down on the floor and we both raise our hands in surrendering position.

"Good decision," she replies. "Lets go."

Also I changed my mind and decided to make it it's own story instead so yeah, this is the sequel.