Careful, I'll Shoot You With Arrows of Hate Chapter One
Author's Note: Ah! It's good to be back! It's been killing me that I haven't been able to update because of all of the laptops in my house dying. But, my dad revived his and now I'm using it until my own laptop is back from the manufacturer's office in a few days. I originally wanted to wait to post this until the movie comes out but I couldn't help it! This is a Clint/OC story. It takes place Pre- Avengers, I guess. Also I have a dilemma: Which category should this be in, Avengers or Thor? Let me know in the reviews. I have carefully studied every aspect of this story.(I finally had time to do this) I really am self-conscious about when I post a new story(especially this one, considering I'm a die-hard Marvel fan and I made sure to be as accurate as I can with all of the details) so I'm SUPER nervous that people are going to hate this story. I can't believe I'm actually writing this. Anyways feedback is appreciated!
I would like to thank LeiraStarofTheSea for beta-reading this for me and being an awesome friend on this site. So here is the first chapter! Purpleroyal52 is outta here!
Clint Barton: SHIELD Agent/Part of the Avengers. Goes by the code name Hawkeye. Sarcastic, funny, blunt, dashing( Author's note: Oh yes, I did just say dashing), witty, smart, fit, and lethally attractive.
Briella Lewis: Darcy's older sister by a month. SHIELD Agent/part of the Avengers. Looks: Has hazel eyes and long, slightly wavy brown hair just past her chest.
Bwoop!
Another text from Darcy. Is she for real? Can't she realize I'm trying to work so Fury doesn't have my head? I rolled my eyes and attempted to get back to work on those reports. Ping! This time it was an email. From none other than Phil Coulson, the workaholic himself. I quickly skimmed through the file, not really caring what it was about. Something about requiring me and Darcy to attend this meeting about the Avengers Initiative. Instantly, I grabbed a blinding yellow post-it and wrote down a reminder to actually go to the meeting.
Bwoop!
Seriously? Getting tired of this, I checked the text.
Darcy: "Hot guy in the cafe. Come ASAP! "
Well, I guess I could step away from my desk for a little while... Me and Darcy are like twins, we think alike, love the same things, and we are both pretty good with a taser. I acknowledged a few agents as I made my way down the corridors, even talked to Natasha for a while.
"Hey gorgeous." A male voice greeted me, causing me to stop playing my game of Temple Run.
I looked up at him, analyzing his features. About late twenties, dark hair obviously jelled to look messy and unkept, chocolate brown eyes, and finally a goatee that he pulled off really well. Then I realized something. I was in the presence of Tony Stark. Oh my God. Say something Briella!
"Hi, I'm Briella Lewis. Do you need anything ?"
God, I sounded like an high-pitched secretary who has major fangirl syndrome.
"Nice to meet you. Do you know where I could find Nick Fury?" He asked me.
"Sure. Just go down that corridor and to the last door on the left side." I told him, finally steeling my nerves. Dang, he got me with that charming smile of his.
"Thanks. See you around." After Tony vanished down the hall, I skipped my way to the cafe.
"Where the heck have you been? This is very important!" Darcy scolded as I sat down at the table, grabbing the coffee she bought me.
"I ran into someone. Now where is he?" I asked her, taking a sip of coffee.
"The one in the tight black t-shirt with the cute brown hair and ridiculously blue eyes." She remarked.
I easily picked him out of the crowd. I had to admit, he was definitely the cutest guy I've seen working here. My goodness, he had muscles that could make a woman cry. I've seen him before though. I can't quite put my finger on it. Oh well.
"Ooh. He's cute. Did you see those muscles?" I whispered to my sister.
"I know right!" She replied. Suddenly, a mischievous grin broke out on Darcy's face. This cannot be good.
"Darcy…" I started cautiously, "what are you plotting in that scheming mind of yours?"
"Oh nothing," She stated nonchalantly, "Just that I dare you, my sweet sister, to go get your flirt on with over there."
"No way, Darc. I'm not doing it." I stated stubbornly.
"Do it or I will email that video of you at the S.H.E.I.L.D National Conference to everyone on staff, even Fury."
Dang it! She had me backed against the wall on this one.
"Fine." I groaned as I got out of my chair and began the mission of making a complete fool out of myself.
As I walked to the other side of the café, I muttered obscenities directed toward Darcy and made a mental note to never drink at a company conference ever again. Nearing my destination, I prepped myself and put on that annoying but yet oh so flirty voice.
"Hi." I said with fake shyness. God, he looked so much hotter up close. I'm so going to kill Darcy for this.
He looked up from the stack of files he was studying, his blue eyes paralyzing me on the spot.
"Hi", was all he said before going back to the files. I noted that he gave me an rather peculiar look before returning to his work. There was something about those files that caught my eye.
It had my name on them.
Everything clicked right then. How familiar he looked, why he gave me that weird look. I knew him. And a sudden rage filled my petite 5'2 frame.
AH! If you've read some of my other stories you would know that my signature is cliffhangers, but for those who haven't read any of my previous stories, well now you know!
Oooh so what do you think is going to happen next? If I'm super duper in a energetic mood then I will try to squeeze in another chapter today but, I might not be able to. SO please, leave feedback and your thoughts, praises, musings about my story in your reviews! Bye!
~Little Miss Purple!