Marvel One-shots

Clint Barton- Budapest

This is my version of the Budapest mission that Natasha and Clint did.

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A few weeks ago I rescued Natalia Romanova from the Red Room...well more like she rescued me. I was hired by Nick Fury, a high level ranking officer at S.H.I.E.L.D to track down and kill the infamous Black Widow. Or she was so described as infamous, but she actually a really nice gal.

My mission was to go undercover as a new dance teacher and kill her when no one was around... and that didn't go very well...at all. Basically I got my ass kicked and ended up in the Red Room hospital and was freed by her. But I think I also saved her in a way, not physically in away way, but spiritually.

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"We need to get inside." Natasha and I were looking over a rock platform off the side of the mountain. I was snowing and terribly cold, but I've had worse. The wind was pushing Natasha's fiery red hair out of her eyes so I could see her striking green eyes. It was looking into a lush green forest. Her eyes were simply...breathtaking. And her lips with her signature deep red lipstick looked perfect.

"Yeah...and how do we do that?" I asked. She looked away from the building and at me. She looked at me as if I was crazy.

"We run down the mountain and bust the door down." She scoffed. I knew she hated them...or maybe she hated me, but either way she was upset and mad. I knew as soon as I saw her dance she was different. She didn't want to do it, but she did. She was a fighter and a survivor.

"Sound simple enough." I said as I loaded an arrow.

"Well it's easier said then done." She replied while cocking her gun. "You ready?" I nodded and we charged for the building.

I found myself a nice perch to lay low while Natasha found herself a tree near the door so she could disable the doors so we could get inside. Natasha entered the code and ran behind the tree. We waited a good ten seconds before guards started pouring out and searching for the people that opened the door. Natasha gave me a look saying 'go in I'll be good here.'

I listened to her and jumped off the tree and into the building. Shit. At least twenty guards stormed their ways towards me. I fired arrows at the first two and than kicked the next one in his face, knocking him out. The fourth shot at me before I could reload, luckily I rolled out of the way and kicked his feet out from underneath him. I could hear Nat running from behind me, so I ducked out of the away and turned to shoot someone in the leg and then in the chest. Well that took care of five, six, seven, and eight. Nine and ten were down by shots to the abdomen. Nat got eleven, twelve and thirteen by kicked one in the face and using his body as a wrecking ball to knock the others over. Great, about seven more to go. Nat took care of fourteen, fifteen, sixteen and seventeen, which left me with eighteen, nineteen and twenty.

Shot to the neck you're dead. Shot to the abdomen you're dead. Shot to the face you're dead.

I could hear male screams from the end of the hallway. "What the hell was that?" I asked Nat. She just looked at the end of the hallway dazed and unfocused. "Nat?" I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder. "Nat...what is it?" She wouldn't answer for a while.

But finally she did "I know those screams." She mumbled.

I looked at her and studied her face. Sadness. That's all I could see. Sadness and nothing more or less. "What?"

She turned her head away from the hallway to face me. I could see the tears but I ignored them. This was serious. She would never cry. Never. "Those...it's him." She whimpered. "They did it again." I could see a tear make it's way down her face and land on the floor below.