The Hawkeye Episode 1: Meet Team Hawkeye!
Malibu, California, Malibu Shopping Mall-
A busy public street, outside the Malibu Shopping Mall. One man was eye-catching, his muscular build was large and his bald head was hidden by a fedora, his hands tucked into his grey trench coat, his name was Carl Creel, better known to most, including the S.H.I.E.L.D Most Wanted List, as Absorbing Man, Carl saw a group of people queuing outside the Shopping Mall, he pushed and shoved, positioning himself in the centre, before flailing his arms, splitting his trench coat, his fedora flew back. "I'M THE ABSORBING MAN SCUM!" Carl yelled, he crouched, as soon as his fingertips touched the gravel the substance spread up his arm, he was now made of gravel, pure and solid, people fled. "There's nowhere to run!" Absorbing Man said, spinning his fist into a lamppost, leaving a massive dent, suddenly something caught Carl's eye, a streamline object was heading his way, an arrow, it landed in front of him. "And I'm the Hawkeye scum!" Hawkeye said perched on a rooftop imitating Carl's Bronx accent, Hawkeye giggled to himself, he lowered the bow he had just used to fire that arrow.
"You missed." Carl said. "The Avengers really have gone down in quality since we last tussled. Speaking of which where are your teammates Barton?"
"Not here Carly, I'm by myself, and I didn't miss." Hawkeye smirked, he pointed to the arrow, Carl looked down, he opened his mouth to swear but he wasn't quick enough, a bright flash, Hawkeye opened his eyes, sliding down the building and grinding to a halt in Carl's path. Hawkeye went for a punch, but his fingers wilted as they met Carl's gravel skin. "Should've thought of that…" Hawkeye moaned in pain, Carl's hand shot upwards Hawkeye was battered, he un-zipped that all-famous pocket in his sleeve and took out two plasters, he stuck one on his nose and one on his cheek. "Excuse me!" Hawkeye said, playing offended, he grabbed his bow, firing arrows, Carl turned around, grabbing both before snapping them.
"Your outgunned Archer." Carl said.
"But your outbowed." Hawkeye quipped, they looked upwards, Kate Bishop's heels landed on Carl's face, she then did a backflip landing straight, firing arrows which forced Carl backwards, Hawkeye hopped up and joined in the firing. "Howdy partner!" Hawkeye said. "Nice save. I've taught you very well."
"Don't flatter yourself Clint." Kate smirked, the arrows bounced off Carl, knocking him further and further back, Carl then tripped backwards, landing on the ground, Kate slid over holding down Carl's left arm, Hawkeye held down the right, the third member of Team Hawkeye, Lucky the Dog arrived gnarling on Carl's face, the Absorbing Man's absorbed gravel skin dropped, he ended up flesh, Lucky pulled back. "Good dog!" Kate patted him around the ears, tickling his fur.
Carl was taken into custody by S.H.I.E.L.D agents, Nick Fury met Team Hawkeye. "Nice job Barton, Miss Bishop, and your dog." Nick said.
"Not a dog person Director Fury?" Kate asked.
"Nor a cat person Miss Bishop, I prefer not to work with animals or kids, but you're an exception, your much more skilled than Agent Barton was when he was your age." Fury said.
"DIRECTOR FURY!" Hawkeye said, like a child embarrassed by a parent showing off baby photos to a friend.
"Must go back to the base, you've brought in one of the most dangerous. Whatever your age, or mammal type, you did good." Fury saluted, which Hawkeye replied, not realising how poor he had manoeuvred his hand, Kate just waved, Fury followed the agents into the back of the ship which lifted off. "I'm actually starving Katie." Clint said. "I need food."
"Lunch out Clint?" Kate asked. Clint nodded, acting as if that was the best thing anyone had ever said to him.
The two of them left a Fast Food place, Hawkeye was devouring a massive beef burger, fries and a fizzy drink in his utility belt and sauce being drizzled on non-stop, Kate was eating more carefully, sticking with a chicken, bacon, Caesar wrap and a bottle of water. "I needed this, that fight with Creel was more than I bargained for…" Clint said, through large bites.
"Clint, I saved your butt." Kate said, taking a subtle bite of her wrap.
"Potatoe. Potato." Clint said eating a potato fry.
The two of them sat at a bench, Kate took a rasher of bacon from her wrap and fed it to Lucky, cooing at him as she did so, "how's the team?" Kate asked.
"Good. We're a good match, Fury picked well. Black Widow's unpredictable and experienced, Hulk's our powerhouse and brainbox at times, War Machine is full of tactical knowledge and strategic fighting skill and Scarlet Witch is superb in combat and overpowered." Hawkeye replied, Lucky barked, Kate gave him another rasher.
"Lucky! I'm going to be out of bacon soon!" Kate chuckled. "Good for you." Suddenly there was a beep, Hawkeye checked his mobile phone, it read Nicky. "Who is that?" Kate asked.
"Nick Fury." Hawkeye replied.
"You called him 'Nicky'?"
"Shush. This may be important." Hawkeye took the call. "Director Fury?" He nodded throughout. "But we just did a mission for you… OK," he came off the phone and sat back down with Kate. "We're required by S.H.I.E.L.D, again. There's a dragon on the loose."
NEXT: Team Hawkeye face a dragon, but when they realise this mission isn't as simple as 'shoot the dragon' what happens?