Suspicions

A.N Hi, so it took me a while to get this chapter written, sorry! Well here it is now. So enjoy.

Clint's POV

Portia was surprisingly hard to find, then again, she had said she was from New York. Clint had been out every day looking for her, he felt a sense of responsibility for her, especially now he'd worked out that she was a demigod too. He'd looked throughout Manhattan, and got Nat to help him. He hadn't told her why he was looking for a 16 year old girl, and Nat knew him well enough not to ask. It was just like how Nat didn't ask about where he went whenever he disappeared, or when he came back from a walk all scratched up. They had a silent agreement about not asking.

He was worried about her, especially after she had said that she couldn't remember anything. In the mythological world that meant that some god was interfering with your life, not something you'd want.

And so he searched for a girl that didn't exist, looking through endless pages of information, for the slightest sight of course there was also the chance that her amnesia was because of some injury, not that that's any consolation.

Portia's POV

I wandered the streets for days, killing monstery things, with my sword, and just trying to find that boy. I can barely remember him, and what bits I get of him come from dreams, just fragments. The earliest thing I can remember before coming up with a blank is waking up in a deserted alleyway, surrounded by those piles of dust that those things turn into. I had instinctively put my hand up to my neck, for what I wasn't sure, and looked around, again I wasn't sure who I was looking for. I then lived on the streets for about a year, moving all around the country, until Clint found me. Now I wasn't sure where i was headed, just that I needed to keep moving.

It had always been my instinct for the past year, I always had to keep moving, where I didn't know. But I had this tugging in my gut that forced me to keep running, keep moving, it was almost like something was telling me that there was somewhere I needed to go.

"Portia!" I heard my name and broken from my musings turned, there, running to catch up, was the one guy I was trying to avoid. Clint hurried towards me "Where have you been?" He panted, "I've been searching for you for days." I desperately scanned the area for an escape route, then I noticed that nothing seemed to be happening, no one was noticing us. Almost as if we weren't there.

Clint's POV

Clint couldn't help feeling that she had been avoiding him, after she closed down on the trip to New York. He was grateful he had found her, but surprised at how long it had taken, and the fact that he had found her, felt almost engineered by somebody. When your a demigod, that feeling almost certainly means that some god was messing with you. Not good.

Portia wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, instead she appeared to be scanning for exits, not inspiring, if he wanted to look after her. He didn't know why, but she inspired his parental instincts, maybe it was just the potential she showed, or his time spent as Apollo head counsellor at camp, but she seemed like a kid to him already, which was kinda scary, but he had adopted her into his family, which meant he would do anything to protect her, no matter who her godly parent is.

Looking around at what she was looking at so intently, he only just noticed that everyone was ignoring them and walking by as if they weren't even there. He frowned, the Mist? Or more of that pesky god that had decided to take such an interest in them? Either way he needed to see how much Portia actually knew about her heritage. He pulled her into an alley off to the side and said "So what powers do you have? Discovered any yet?"

Portia POV

Clint pulled me into an alley suddenly, I spun around to confront him when he pulled me up short with the question that showed he knew what was happening to me. "What do you mean? What powers? How do you know about this?" Putting down my backpack I rummaged inside I pulled out my ice sword that miraculously hadn't melted as of yet, and waved it in his shocked face "What do you know about all this" Nearing tears now "Tell me!" He stuttered "Uhh...it's kind of hard to explain…" he paused "Wait did you make this?"

Clint's POV

He frowned at the sword, if she had made it...then that would mean...no, he couldn't have, could he? Glancing back at Portia he noticed her frowning uncertainly, "Um...I might have made it, it appeared when I needed it...and well I did feel something when it was forming…" "Oh Styx." He swore, there it was, the proof he didn't need. No wonder she had trouble with monsters and gods. She looked so much like her brother too, he didn't know why he hadn't noticed ti at first, oh wait, he didn't think that he would have broken the oath again.

The poor kid looked close to tears, and no wonder, he hadn't been acting very nice to her, grabbing her and demanding answers. She was young and scared and confused, she had no idea what was going on. "Look" he said in a softer voice "Come with me, I'll get you warm and dry." noticing her soaked clothes, it had been raining before, and she clearly had just been running the streets since he dropped her off there. "And I'll explain everything to you, I promise."

She looked doubtfully at him, "You're not with Social Services or anything?" he laughed, that was why she had been avoiding him, he had wondered. "No, trust me, I won't make you go anywhere this is all your choice." she thought about it for a few minutes, enough time for his ADHD to start acting up, then suddenly nodded. He swung an arm over her shoulder but removed it when he noticed her stiffen. Right no personal contact, he reminded himself, a demigod who was used to living wild on the streets fighting off monsters, would need time before that, especially as she barely trusts him as it is.

"This way." He gestured instead. Leading the way to Stark Tower, where he stayed when he was in New York. He could feel her surprise as he led her into the lobby, and told JARVIS to take him to his floor.

A.N So I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know ideas, thoughts, etc in the reviews. I don't know again when the next chapter will come out, but hopefully it won't take as long. Thanks, KadmeRead