To everyone reading this, hello and thank you for reading! This is my first Avengers story and will go through at least Iron Man and Thor before it reaches the first Avengers. Robin's love interest will be Pietro/Quicksilver when I eventually reach AoU and, depending on what Marvel does from there, beyond. Now, I hope you guys enjoy this prologue that establishes Robin's position. Please review to let me know what you think, and we'll see when I update again. Oh yeah, and Dakota Fanning will be portraying Robin in case you were wondering what Robin looks like. And if you've read any of my other stories, yes I am insane for starting a brand new story but oh well. Enjoy!


It was a normal mission for Clint. Get in, get the target, and get out. It was as easy as breathing for the agent known as Hawkeye in SHIELD…that was, until he ran into an ally for cover and found her. Her was a young girl, about 9 years old. She wore a dirty flowing white dress with lace sleeves, a dark green cloak with a gold clasp and no shoes. She had blonde hair that was extremely dirty as it fell into her blue eyes, obviously haven fallen out of whatever hairstyle it had been in before. She looked at Clint with pleading eyes, begging him to help.

"You okay?" Clint asked as he knelt beside the girl.

"I-I don't kn-know." The girl whimpered, her voice hoarse, further adding to the fact that she had been on her own for a long time.

"Hey, you're gonna be fine, I'm gonna help you." Clint assured, placing a hand on the girl's shoulder. "What's your name?"

"I-I d-don't know." The girl whimpered again, "I-I woke up in a-a field with st-strange marks under me. I can't r-remember anything." By this point, the girl was crying.

"Hey, shh, it's okay, you're gonna be okay." Clint whispered as he gathered the girl in his arms, allowing her to cry onto his shoulder.

"Barton, is everything alright?" A voice asked in Clint's earpiece.

"Yeah, Coulson, everything's fine, I'm just bringing another person with me. A girl." Clint answered as he slowly stood up, careful of the girl.

"A girl? Barton, are you sure about this?" Agent Phil Coulson replied.

"I'm sure about it. She has amnesia, she needs help." Clint stated.

"…Alright, bring her in." Phil said.

"On my way." Clint smiled as he began to make his way to meet up with the rest of SHIELD.


The girl bit her lip as she hung her head so her blonde hair hid her face as she stood in front of Phil with Clint behind her.

"Do you know where you came from?" Phil asked gently as he bent down to the mysterious girl's height. The girl mutely shook her head in response. "Have you eaten anything since you woke up?" Again, the girl shook her head.

"We should fix that." Clint stated as he took out a granola bar from his pocket, having grabbed it when they entered. He handed it to the girl who slowly took it before she devoured it, having not eaten anything for several days.

"Thank you." She whispered as she finished eating.

"You're welcome." Clint smiled before he stood up again.

"Would you like to stay with us?" Phil asked gently. The girl suddenly looked up to meet the agent's eyes, her eyes confused.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well, one of us would adopt you and when you're older, you could work for us." Phil explained.

"Doing what?" The girl asked, cocking her head to the side.

"You'd be a spy." Phil explained, "We'd teach you how to fight and protect yourself so you can help us take down bad guys."

"Fight…like this?" The girl asked as she held her right hand out. Suddenly, a water bottle on the table behind Phil floated in the air before it fell back down.

"Did you see that, Barton?" Phil asked as he looked from the girl to the table.

"Sure did." Clint nodded, equally shocked.

"I…I've been doing that since I woke up." The girl explained softly. "Is it…helpful?"

"Yeah, you can be very helpful." Clint smiled down at the girl, causing her to grin in response.

"Will you adopt me?" She suddenly asked, her eyes on Clint. Clint's eyes widened as he looked at Phil.

"Your call, Barton." Phil simply said. Clint bent down to the girl's level and smiled,

"I'd love that." The girl grinned happily before her smile fell.

"But…what's my name?" She asked softly. Clint's eyes darted around until he caught sight of a window where a robin was sitting on a branch near it before it flew away.

"…Robin, Robin Barton." He said finally. The girl repeated the name several times, her hand playing with her cloak's gold clasp as she did so.

"…Robin…I like it." She finally nodded.

"Then, Robin it is." Clint grinned as he played with her dirty hair, causing her to cry out.

"Robin, if you would like, Agent Hill here can help you get cleaned up." Phil said as said agent stepped forward.

"Alright." Robin nodded happily as she took Maria Hill's hand and allowed the female spy to lead her out of the room. Once the girl disappeared, Phil grabbed Clint's arm and whispered,

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah, I can handle her." Clint nodded confidently.

"Being a father is much different from being a spy, Clint." Phil said seriously.

"Don't worry, Phil." Clint said, equally serious. "I can do this."

"Alright." Phil agreed.


After that day, I became Robin Barton, daughter to Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye, and future agent of SHIELD. I didn't know who I used to be or where I came from but I didn't care. I would eventually discover who I used to be, but that isn't for a much longer time. My story really continues from here with my very first assignment, almost 10 years later alongside Phil, who by that point had become an older brother to me. Would you like to hear? Then listen close and I'll begin. It started on a normal day, when I discovered some interesting news…