Clint starred at his target. The control in his hand, ready to blow the party along with him sky high.
Clint readied his bow and suddenly let the arrow fly. Clint seemed to be seeing everything in slow motion. He saw his target move to hit the button that would kill innocent people. He saw his arrow fly close to his target then…miss. His arrow flies right by him. The man turned and grinned right at Clint before pressing the button and the whole building exploded. Clint flew back even though he was on the roof to the next building over.
When he opened his eyes he furrowed his eyebrows at the hand extended out to him. He took it and was pulled to his feet only to be thrown back down by a surprising punch.
Clint groaned and went to turn and stand back up.
"You're losing your touch, little bro."
Clint eyes went wide as he stood slowly and looked at a smirking Barney.
Clint stumbled back and starred in shock. "What are you doing here?" He asked as he still backed away. Barney walked toward him but didn't answer. Clint turned and jogged to the edge of the building. He looked down and saw the road below him.
He saw a flash of red hair and smiled.
"Natasha!" He called and she looked up even though it would have been impossible for her to hear him all the way up here. Suddenly she was next to him.
"Yes Agent Barton?" She questioned with her arms crossed. He turned to her and furrowed his eyebrows. He saw blood stained on her bare hands but he always saw them. It didn't matter to him though because when he looked at his own hands he saw the same.
She turned away.
"Nat?" He called but she started to disappear as if the wind was blowing her away.
Clint turned away and walked to the other side of the roof when Barney was suddenly next to him. He gave a small wave to Natasha as she fully disappeared but Clint didn't see.
"You're not like the rest Clinton." Barney smirked and leaned against the ledge. "You don't give a shit about how you feel because you had it beaten out of you."
Clint looked over in surprise.
"I think I could join Shield. What do you think?" Barney smirked as he looked over. "I could replace you as the best,"
"Shield doesn't hire murderers. Or sadists." A voice suddenly said and Clint turned to see Director Fury standing on the roof.
Barney laughed and jabbed a thumb in Clint's direction. "Oh, I'm not a murderer." Barney smirked. "He's a murderer."
Clint turned to see how Fury would respond but he just nodded.
"See you on the other side little brother." Barney said suddenly in front of him before shoving him off the roof.
Clint jerked up. A gun in his left hand was raised and his eyes scanned his bedroom. It took a few moments for Clint to clear his mind before he put the gun down. Clint stood from bed and saw his bow. He dressed quickly and picked up his bow. He started for the shooting range Tony built him at Stark Towers. He needed to practice.