Something we learned in English, Dream Sequence

Might be a little short and random, but it's a dream…I'm sure not everyone's dreams are perfect…

Natasha's thoughts are in italics

Natasha saw herself turn suddenly, pull out her knife-gun, and shoot it, directly into the chest of her victim.  Her heart heat fast at the realization that she had just killed someone.

Again.

A flash of light drew her away.  She was again in her body, being handed an envelope from a figure, cloaked in shadows.  She opened the envelope; stared at its contents.

And felt herself smile.

               

One easy assignment after another…

She felt herself flush with the pleasure of an upcoming kill.  She approached a non-descript house, felt the cold door knob between her fingers; twisted it…

And threw the door open, machine-gun in hand.

No one was there.

She smiled, again.

Hide and seek… My favorite game

She imagined her victim, and his family trembling in some corner, ready to beg for their lives, or to run.

Moving targets are harder to hit…

But only a little harder…

It was like a videogame; each time she entered a room, there would be a flash of light, and then—refocus.

Each room…darker than the last…

A loud noise…what was that?…

A sharp pain…

What can that be?!

She turned around; her shoulder, it…

It hurts so badly… Why?

Her vision blurred.  She desperately tried to blink, shocked that she couldn't move at all.

I…

Couldn't move at all…

She sank to the ground to her knees, holding her shoulder.  Fuzzily aware of the blood that dripped from it.

I…failed…FAILED!

He felt a gun pushed against her head.  A vein throbbed, her stream of half-consciousness…

Stop it!

Her eyes went wide for a mere moment, and then…

Nothing more…

Nothing more…

~*~

Natasha woke up suddenly, frantically gasping in air.  She wiped away cold sweat, confused and disgusted.  She winced, closing her eyes for a second.  Then she abruptly opened them, her eyes staring straight ahead, glaring.

I cannot fail…

As long as I am alive.

~*~

The End

I was trying to come up with an explanation of why she was so angered/terrified when Rally shot her.