Part three of my Natasha and Caroline would totally be awesome together in the sense that she is her Obi and Caroline is Luke but totally not because she's just that much cooler
The first time Caroline kills someone, it is an accident.
Sort of.
She means to incapacitate, just as she has been taught, just as she knows how to--but somewhere between locking her thighs around his neck and squeezing she looses herself.
She is bleeding and bruised and though the pain doesn't register--though she knows she probably has a fractured rib and her tooth feels dangerously loose--she is still lost to the need to survive. This man, this stranger, came for her and he came to hurt--and she responded as she knows how, as Natasha has taught her: she defends herself and thinks of nothing else.
He was bigger, stronger, but if she has learned anything through the years, if Natasha has taught her nothing else, it is that bigger and stronger are nothing to a mind that knows and understands the pattern, to the body that is smaller and faster and that knows precisely where to aim.
Because she does.
Caroline knows the intricacies of the human body, the softness of flesh that gives way when struck appropriately and with the right amount of force. Natasha has taught her that and more. She has taught her to notice, to see, instead of just blindly rushing into the fight.
Caroline is fifteen years old--to the day--the first time she kills someone.
And as she washes the blood from her hands, trembling and torn and bruised, she knows that something has changed.
But she knows that she'll keep moving nonetheless.
