Black Widow uncovers a revitalized Red Room called ‘The Dark Room’ in a first look at Black Widow #4, which is scheduled to be released June 15.
BLACK WIDOW #4
CHRIS SAMNEE and MARK WAID (W) • CHRIS SAMNEE (A/C) (and glorious colors by MATT WILSON!!!)
THE SPY WHO WENT INTO THE COLD
• Nearly dead after her last mission, Natasha struggles to complete her latest assignment from the Weeping Lion.
• But she’ll get by with a little help from old friends…although old enemies lie in wait.
• She must recover the missing files from the Red Room by infiltrating its newest incarnation…the Dark Room.
32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99
Room 32 - when was the last time found yourself holed up in a small arizona hotel faced with the crushing news that your emergency contacts have been compromised and your successor is out for your blood?
I walked into the SM building and walked to the lady at the front desk. She smiled up at me, already recognizing me as Kai’s girlfriend. “Room 32,” I thanked her and started walking towards the music.
Kai was practicing really hard for an upcoming concert. I thought he’d appreciate some food, I brought his favorite, chicken. Hopefully, he’ll be able to take a break and eat some. I don’t want him to go without eating because he’s too busy.
I walked in as Kai was finishing up his routine. I saw a girl in the corner, watching him intently. When he finished, she skipped over to him and pressed herself on him, showering him in compliments. He smiled and said thank you. She was so obviously flirting.
I knew I looked good today. My tight blue jeans emphasizing the curves in my little legs, my blouse showing off my chest. My make up was on fleek. My hair was pulled into a nice ponytail. I started walking towards Kai and my heels tapped on the wooden floors. Kai looked at me and his eyes were huge, his face turning into a bigger smile.
“Babe!” He met me halfway and pulled me into a hug. “What is this, you brought me food?” He grabbed the bag from me and already had his hand in the bag grabbing the delicious food.
I nodded my head and smiled lightly. My eyes meeting Nuri. She was wearing sweatpants and a white shirt. She looks great and she wasn’t even trying, unlike me. I took hours getting ready to look this good. Her long legs were crossed as she watched Kai and I, obviously annoyed. She was gorgeous. I was never the jealous type either, I was basically sharing my boyfriend with the rest of the world. I knew he would have to spend time with other girls because that is what his career consisted of. It didn’t mean I liked it. Idols were beautiful, talented, amazing. They were so much better than me, a common girl who got so very lucky.
“So babe, Nuri has to practice for her upcoming concert and she needs some help so I’m going to say late to help her. I think afterwards we are going to go get some food too so don’t worry about making any dinner.” He smiled at me, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned my head and let it land on my cheek. I turned around and walked out.
When I got home, I changed into pajamas. I wore a white tee and sweatpants and was so unimpressed. How did Nuri even do that? I looked so normal. I sat in my livingroom and watched dramas, being overly emotional caused me to cry a lot at sad parts. Stupid Nuri.. Probably at dinner right now with my boyfriend, sitting next to him, he’s laughing at her jokes. Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, noticing the beautiful specks and colors hers have that mine don’t, she’ll look into his and press her mouth into his. He’ll feel that spark and realize we never had anything. I wont even get a phone call, just a text saying that it wasn’t working out because he found something better.
At that time, I heard the door open and Kai came walking in. “(Y/N), why would you do that?”
“Mmm?” I kept staring at the TV.
“Embarrass me in front of everyone like that. Not kissing me, not saying a word, turning around and just leaving? You know what that looks like? It looks like we have problems and that we don’t love each other. It makes us look like a miserable couple.” His voice was strong and firm.
“How could you do that to me?” I turned off the TV and faced him. He raised his eyebrows. “How could you make me look like a fool by spending time after work with another woman, having a dinner date with her afterwards? She was basically on top of you when I came in. You’ve probably already slept with her.”
He scoffed, “so you think of me to be so low to cheat on you? To just sleep with anyone that has a pulse.”
“Not anyone, she is so beautiful. In the places I lack she has. I’m so basic compared to her and don’t you dare tell me any different. I understand if you want to leave me to be with her because I will never compare to her. Did you see how much a Goddess she was in sweats and a Tee?! I don’t even look like a decent human being in the same thing. I don’t deserve you, I will never be on your level.” I looked down. Kai walked towards me and engulfed me in his long arms.
“Don’t you ever say that again. You are so beautiful. I love you. I chose you, doesn’t that mean anything? It means a lot to me, you mean a lot to me,” he whispered in my ear. I nodded into his chest and looked up at him. He looked upset, he looked beautiful. He leaned down to kiss me, deeply. It felt amazing. He filled with so much love and in that kiss I knew he loved me. I wrapped my arms around him as he lifted me up and took us into the bedroom.
He laid me down and crawled on top of me. He bit his lip and lifted an eyebrow. “By the way, I think you look amazing in sweats, but honestly I think you look amazing in anything.. Or nothing.” My face was blushing and I looked up at him, he winked at me. “I’m going to show you how much you mean to me, I’ll show you how much I love you if you don’t believe my words. I love you (Y/N).” Kai leaned down and pressed his lips into my neck, I sighed his name and by the end of the night I was seeing stars and I knew he absolutely loved me.
I hope you enjoyed the scenario I wrote for you! Thank you so much for submitting. So, after I wrote this I read the thing about the publicity stunt and I am so sorry I didnt include that in this story. I might write another one with a different member and use that so .. I’m so sorry! </3
“I’m about to create a whole new Black Wall Street. And I promise you that nobody, and I mean nobody, will ever destroy this one” - Lucious Lyon
At the end of a long, gently sloping driveway in Glen Cove, Long Island sits Lucious Lyon’s 32-room mansion, the royal palace from which Lucious has reigned over hip-hop and R&B for the better part of fifteen years. It’s a world away from the midtown Manhattan offices of his legendary Empire Entertainment, and even farther from the dangerous West Philadelphia streets where he first fell in love with music as a child.
And if he has his way, Lucious Lyon is about to journey even farther than that. His next destination is his most ambitious yet: he wants nothing less than to make history.
“They always called me hard-headed when I was coming up,” Lucious says with a warm smile while giving Royal magazine an exclusive tour of his expansive home. “They said I never listened, never paid attention. But they were wrong. I’m always listening. And I pay attention to everything, especially the history of this country.”
As we stroll past his impressive art collection – one that Philadelphia’s Temple University has recently asked him to donate for a temporary exhibition – Lucious makes it clear that he’s a man who keeps one eye on the future as well as the past. He stops before a colorful, floor-to-ceiling Banksy-style rendering of Mickey Mouse in the sun room that catches my eye and tells me with pride that it’s a Skyler Grey.
“If you don’t know who Skyler is,” Lucious grins, “you ain’t as fly as you think you are. I got T-shirts older than him, but the boy is bad.”
It might come as a shock that Lucious’s favorite visual artist is all of 14 years old. But like any good king, he’s not a man easily defined, and his interests and tastes are as varied as anyone you might imagine.
He gestures to a small, yellowed photograph in an elegant silver frame. But this one’s not a piece of art. A closer look reveals it’s a faded newspaper masthead: The Tulsa Tribune, dated May 31st, 1921. Lucious, clearly testing me, asks if I know the significance of the date. I meet his gaze.
“It’s the day the Tulsa Race Riots started,” I reply. Lucious nods, his charming smile replaced by a solemn frown. “That’s right. They burned Black Wall Street to the ground because they couldn’t stand the sight of people who looked like you and me starting their own businesses. And thriving.”
And in that moment, it became clear that there’s very little else you need to know about Lucious Lyon to understand what drives him. That “hard-headed” little boy who “never paid attention” grew into a man who is aware of far more than he’ll ever let on.
And it’s this connection to American history that’s driven him to expand his once-fledgling hip-hop record label into an entertainment juggernaut that very well may achieve something even legends like Berry Gordy and Russell Simmons never could: conquer Wall Street.
But when I say this, Lucious scowls. It’s the first time I’m able to glimpse a bit of the young man who grew up fighting for his life in some of Philadelphia’s roughest neighborhoods.
“No,” he says firmly. “The people who think this is just about ‘conquering’ Wall Street are underestimating me. I’m about to create a whole new Black Wall Street. And I promise you that nobody, and I mean nobody, will ever destroy this one. I put that on my life.”
Lucious’s intensity, and his track record thus far, make it clear that you’d be a fool to bet against him. The days of underestimating Lucious Lyon are clearly over.
It’s taken almost a century, but if Empire Entertainment successfully launches its IPO, Lucious could be well on his way to single-handedly resurrecting Black Wall Street from the flames of Tulsa, Oklahoma. And some of the most prominent investors in the world are already lining up to hear Lucious Lyon roar.