-Author's Note-
Hey guys! Thank you so much for the dedicated reviewers, followers and whatnot! I'm so glad you guys like it! So here you go, Clint's point of view!
-Chapter 3-
Ow.
Owww.
Why did my head hurt so much? Surely I hadn't drunk that much last night? And why was my bed so uncomfortable? I blinked open my eyes, only to be confronted not with the beige coloured ceiling of my bedroom, but rather a white one. From what I could see, there were cracks running along ceiling, but the corners of my vision were clouded, and I could not see where the cracks led next. As much as it hurt, I turned my head slightly to the left, revealing the part of the ceiling which had caved in, and I just caught a glimpse of the pile of rubble which had amounted underneath. Must've happened when the bomb exploded, I thought.
The bomb.
My memory flooded back to me, and I suddenly scrambled to my feet, causing a surge of pain to rush through my body. I had to find Natasha. I had to make sure she was ok, for as much as I was close to the rest of the team, Tash was my top priority, and always would be. I swayed with dizziness as I got to my feet and groaned; I don't know what hit me but it fucking hurt. I suddenly felt someone behind me, steadying me. Why this made me so angry I don't know. I suppose it was the feeling of weakness, the feeling of helplessness and the feeling of not being in control - the last time I had felt this way was when that asshole Loki came to try and take over the world and turned me into one of his personal henchmen.
I whipped myself round to find myself face to face with none other than Dr Bruce Banner.
"You okay?" He asked me, "You've been out for a while."
"Shit." I cursed, "Are you ok?" I asked him back raising an eyebrow. "I'm sorta hoping green giant ain't gonna make an appearance." He shrugged.
"I'm ok." He replied casually, as though the other guy didn't exist.
"Where's Natasha?" I asked, trying to keep my voice from sounding overly anxious. Our conversation was rudely interrupted by Stark.
"Hey Legolas, you're awake." He walked over, carrying two glasses of whiskey. He took a swig from the first then offered the second one to me, which I accepted graciously.
"So Point Break and Capsicle are back, you may've guessed." He sounded more relaxed, which I guessed he owed to the whiskey.
"And, well, Natasha's gone on a little road trip."
I felt my muscles tensing, suddenly all the pain that I had felt melted away in my anxiety.
"What do you mean, road trip?" I asked, a certain edge to my voice.
"Well, our Rising Tide friend, Katherine Heradez, has kinda, how to I put this, kidnapped her." He was a little drunk, and made it all sound so normal, which made it all the worse.
"Kidnapped." My voice was shaking now, "KIDNAPPED?" I roared. I turned and started punching the wall. There was no purpose to it, I know, but I had to vent my anger somehow, and I didn't want to hurt anyone. How could they let her be kidnapped? My very best friend, gone, just like that. I punched the wall, over and over until my fists started bleeding, but even then I didn't stop. I didn't know where Natasha was. I'd lost her for a time in New York, and I swore that I would never lose her again. I promised her. And now that just looked like a bunch of bullshit because look what happened - I'd let some shitty group of hackers come and snatch her from under my nose.
"You might want to stop that, Agent Barton."
Coulson.
We'd all been told after the event that Coulson was in fact alive, but none of us had ever seen him in person since the battle. I brought my fists down from the blood stained wall and examined them. Blood streamed down the side of my knuckles and I couldn't actually move two of my fingers. I turned to face Coulson, who seemed to have a team who stood behind him. I knew he was right; what use would I be to Natasha if I couldn't actually fight? I dropped my hands to my side, defeated.
I couldn't save her from being taken, but I could still go and get her.
If she wasn't already dead.
-Author's Note-
So what do you think guys? This was a pretty angsty chapter for Clint, and I enjoyed writing it! Please leave a review if you liked it!(Or if you didn't like it, let me know how I can improve!) Next chapter should be up tomorrow from Steve's POV, and there will be even more with AoS! Ok, seeya!
