3 Agent Barton

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"Me." a man walked into the room.

"Agent Garcia. This is Agent Barton. He is on level 7."

Level 7. I was surprised. Level 7 is very high.

"Nice to meet you Agent Barton." I shook his hand.

"Follow me." he said and walked out of the room. I followed him and arrived at the training room for archery.

"Shoot." he said.

"What?"

"I said shoot."

I followed what he told me. Yes I shot an arrow and it hit the centre of target. I'm kidding. This is my first time. Of course the arrow missed the target.

"Now watch me and learn." he said and I nodded. He shot an arrow very quickly and it hit centre of the target. As might have been expected, he was professional.

We've been practicing archery for 3 hours. I was very tired.

"Enough for today." he said.

"Thank you." I smiled at him and he smiled back a bit.

As we walked out of the room, I asked him.

"Will you tell me about yourself?"

He looked at me and said.

"Why?"

"Because you're my teacher." I smiled.

He looked away and opened his mouth.

"I'm Clint Barton. People call me Hawkeye." He stopped talking.

"That's it? What about your family?"

"I lost my parents because of a car accident when I was little. I have a brot..."

"You have what?" I asked him. But he didn't answer.

"I'm sorry about your parents." I said.

"Me too about yours." he said.

I looked at him and he looked like he knew about my past.

"What do you know about me?" I asked again.

"Nothing special. Just about your parents. Coulson told me because I have same situation." He said and looked at me. His strong eyes were looking into my eyes. I took my eyes off him.

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