It’s just a random thought I had while watching old Soviet propaganda films. What if someone like my grandmother had actually gone overseas during the war instead of singing at local USO shows and Harlem nightclubs? And what if what she saw once she left American shores seemed like a better world than the one she left behind? What if she decided that the life of Homer Smith was the life for her? Until, of course, she discovered that the Union’s embrace was as cold as the next war waiting in the wings. And a young girl named Natasha with exceptional abilities seemed to be a suitable replacement.
A black Black Widow? Might be a fun idea for an alternate universe.