"I'll also be teaching you how to operate as an agent, not just training you to be a fighter. I'll teach you to be a spy, to infiltrate a gang and disable it from the inside out."
I raised an eyebrow, "read my file have you."
"What gave you that idea?"
"You mention fight a gang from the inside, obviously you know about GST, trying to draw my attention to your usefulness."
Natasha raised an unimpressed eyebrow, "good, you'll need those observation skills of yours. Though next time, don't reveal all your cards."
The lift doors opened revealing a darkened room. Natasha snapped her fingers and the lights came on. I gaped, it was an underground command center with a conference table in the middle, computer monitors to one side, an old fashioned filing cabinets to the other, a locker with guns and other weaponry near the back and a sofa with a small kitchen further away.
"Welcome to the Queens safehouse. SHIELD gave it to us for training and mission purposes, we'll have other agents drop in from time to time, but other than that it's only going to be us. Come, I'll show you around," Natasha walked off.
"This is the main room," she pointed to room we were in. She went through a hallway near the back, we passed by several rooms with transparent walls, "gym, data hub, lab and supply closet. Any questions?"
"Do you live here?" I asked.
"The floor below."
"Okay...when do we start?"
"Now, follow me," she took me back to the main hall. She pressed a button, the wall opened up revealing a closet filled with SHIELD uniforms. She picked up a pair of tracks, shirt and shoes, "put this on and meet me at the gym."
I did so and walked into the gym. I could see weights and gymnastic equipments further away, but in the middle of the room was a giant training mat. I looked around but no red head in sight. I was about to drop the matter when my spidey senses went off.
She was going to jump me from the back. I turned and grabbed her in the last moment, throwing her away clumsy. Natasha landed on her feet and narrowed her eyes, "how did you know?"
"So SHIELD doesn't have a record of all my powers huh?" I grinned. Natasha didn't say anything, simply raising a single eyebrow. I sighed, "it's like precognition. Every time I'm in danger my brain goes into hyperdrive and allows me to react faster than normal."
"So you're psychic?" she asked.
"No, I don't think so. I think it's something to do with the spider that bite me, it could sense danger as well, I'm not exactly sure how it works, but it does."
"Maybe you should research your powers, it could prove useful."
I raised an eyebrow, "isn't SHIELD already doing that for me? I assumed you already got some DNA from me," I really didn't like that idea, but it was a fact. No spy agency worth their salt would not take measures to control an unknown factor.
"We don't experiment with our agent's DNA without their permission," she lied through her teeth.
"Woah, that's amazing, you going to teach me how to lie that good? Or is it more like a natural thing?" I asked.
Natasha raised an eyebrow before smiling, she got into a fighting stance, "let's see what you got Spider."
I grinned, "bring it Natty."
The next hour was pain and bruises for me. My reaction time was good, great even, but like I have found out time and time again, people with enough skills, like Felicia, can get the drop on me. And Natasha took joy in pointing that out.
Bam!
She slammed me into the floor once more, pinning me down with her foot on my chest, "you're still reacting instead of leading Spider. Your instincts are good, but they should only be used as a last resort, nothing more."
"So you keep saying," I growled getting back up, "again?"
"No, that's enough for now. I need to figure out what best to teach you," Nat pulled out a phone and typed away into it, "you can use the weights and gymnastic equipment until then. Don't hurt yourself."
I nodded as I moved to the weights, I picked up a 20 pound dumbbell easy and began some basic curls "so Nat, what types of martial arts do you know?"
"Karate, Judo, Jujutsu, Boxing, Aikido, Savate, Ninjutsu, various styles of Kung Fu and Kenpo. Just to name a few."
I stopped and whistled, "damn...remind me never to get on your bad side."
"Sure," she gave a half smile, "every day you'll have hand to hand training with me for a hour. I'll give you a hour break in between for you to complete your homework and such before going into other details such as tactics and how to be a field agent. You'll have to spend at least three hours with me in this bunker everyday. Got that?"
"Three hours in a bunker with a beautiful woman everyday? Other than my girlfriend getting jealous I don't see a problem," I shrugged.
"Good, you have free time now, don't waste it," and with that she left.
After working out for a bit I went and finished all my homework for the day, relaxing for the rest of the time. Natash then made me sat down at the conference table and slammed thick 2,000 page book in front of me.
"The SHIELD manual, read it, memorise it."
I whistled, the font was small, really small, "is this really necessary?"
"Yes."
"Do you follow every word in this?"
"Yes."
"Again, you really have to tell me how you can lie so easily," I scoffed pushing the book to the side. "So what's first teach?"
She put down a book in french, "you need to learn new languages if you want to fit in."
"I know a little bit of french, I think we can skip this part," I told her in my best french.
Natash's eyebrows actually raised up in surprise, "I didn't know you spoke french."
"There's a lot you don't know about me Nat. For instance I love vanilla ice cream. Put that in my file would you?"
Nat rolled her eyes, "fine, what languages do you know?"
"French, Spanish, a little German, and I began to read up on Japanese but I stopped half way."
"Okay then, let's test your language skills," she said before asking me GK questions in different languages. After I answer a question correctly in the same language she would switch to a completely different one.
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