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Robin's P.O.V.
So, here I was, crawling through the vents with Bruce and...what had Bruce called him? Hawkeye, or something like that.
I sighed, and accidentally inhaled a dust cloud. I started coughing.
"Hairball?" Hawkeye whispered, and I growled.
One more cat joke, and I would claw this guy!
As we turned right, the alarm went off. Yay.
From inside the vent I could see the flashing red lights, and the blare of the alarm was giving me a horrible migraine.
"Go, go, go!" Hawkeye hissed, from in front of me.
I started crawling again even though I couldn't see where I was even going.
I dropped out of the vent after Hawkeye and Bruce.
The front door! Or emergency exit, whichever. I ran towards it.
I hit the ground.
Not cause I fell, I'm not that clumsy.
That son of a potato, General Ross, dang shoved me!
"Oof!" (I did not scream for your information.)
Immediately, Ross pulled me to my feet, and used on hand to hold my wrists behind me, the other had a gun.
Against my temple. (Dang, I'm so lucky.)
I shifted uneasily, as the cold metal pressed against my temple. Hawkeye had an arrow aimed at Ross's head, whilst Bruce was, I think, thinking hard.
"Hawkeye." Ross greeted coldly. "Ross." Hawkeye growled back.
"You have thirty seconds to return my property to me, or I shoot this kid." Hawkeye narrowed his eyes.
"Banner is not your property."
Ross snorted, and cocked the gun. I yelped. "Ten seconds." That's when I felt it. I groaned, and sank to my knees in pain.
Ross took a step back, surprised for a moment.
A red hot, blinding pain came upon me, and I heard the shattering of glass. Then I blacked out for a moment.
"Ugh, I wish I he would just wake up! I'm allergic to cat fur!"
"At least he's not as heavy as he used to be."
I groaned, blinking.
"What happened?" I asked.
"We don't understand you." Okay, so that was Hawkeye.
"Can you walk? Hawkeye's allergic to cat fur, and we're nearly at the Quintjet." That was Doctor
Banner.
I blinked again.
Something was very, very wrong.
I jumped onto the ground. I was too close to the ground. I think I was running on all fours too. At least it was raining, so there were puddles.
I stopped by a puddle. I whiskers and a wet black furry face. Pointy ears. Green eyes. Brown orange muzzle and ears. An awesome looking scar over one eye.
Guess what I was! I was a cat.
I am Robin Duran, and I am a cat.
...For now anyway.
I skidded clumsily after Hawkeye and Banner.
The wet leaves made for terrible leverage, I hadn't ever been a cat, and ever since I was like...7, I had never been outside because I was trapped in a cage.
"Keep up!" Hawkeye whispered, and leapt into a tree.
Ruff! Roof! Wroff!
Dogs! Dogs howling and baying. They were on our track!
"Split up! Meet by the lone pine! The Quintjet is parked there, Ironman and Cap are on their way!" Hawkeye barked out the orders, then dissapeared into a tree. Banner went left, and so I ran straight.
Roof! Rouh!
I ran faster, panting as I heard the dogs. The hot air of the baying hounds on my tail.
Snap!
I was jerked into the air by my back paw. Three big dogs barked at me from beneath where Ihung.
I looked up in despair. A rope hung by my back paw.
How dumb was I?
Very.
I just ran straight into a trap.
Of course, my body decided to change back human then.
At least it didn't hurt too much.
The rope tightened drastically around my leg as I turned back into a human.
At least I still had clothes. Granted, they were soaked, but they were still clothes.
"What'd you find, boys?" Crap, crapity, crap. Ross and two of his recruits.
Ross smiled up at me completely wet, his gun aimed right between my eyes.
I raised my hands in surrender as Ross laughed.
I am Robin Duran, and I was just re-captured.
So, Robin can shapeshift for short periods at random times. He'll eventually be able to control it.
He made it so far, but lost. Lol. At least Banner and Hawkeye made it, right? Humina, humina. I'm bored.
Hope you'll have a good Thanksgiving!
Peace out
- Thunder