I have offically decided that blasting holes in things is my new favorite thing. Except for that one time I blew a hole in the SHEILD Helicarrier. Or when Pietro got like, fourty holes blasted in him. I zoomed in the hole and Friday immedietly set to work hacking the HYDRA systems to find where my team was, meanwhile I shot down any Hydra agents within bow range.

"So, Friday, I was thinking about what to tell Pietro. . . . "

"Sir, I really don't think this is the time. Turn left." I zoomed left.

"Found them?"

"Yes. They are all alive, though Ms. Romanoff and Ms. Maximoff are not in good condition," Friday said. Video screens popped up on my hover bike screen. All of the Avengers were in seperate cells, chained several different ways, Nat, Wanda and Tony were suspended mid air with electric chains, Wanda was also bound in a straight jacket. Cap was all-but hog tied, also suspended mid air. Vision, however, was put in a cell which looked like a fridge but the cell walls were constantly changing substance, EMP's going off every few seconds to keep him under control. Wanda was bleeding from a cut across her stomach and her face was bloody. Nat had a bullet hole in her shoulder, and gut. I swore.

"Now that's just cruel," I said, swinging around a corner and shooting down another HYDRA agent. I pulled out an explosive arrow and blew up the door to the cell block. I flew and flipped off my bike.

"Did ya miss me!?" I called.

"Clint, I hate you," Tony grumbled, I just smirked at him, pulling out an arrow and shooting the door to Vision's cell, so that the EMP swept through the room and disabled the eletricity chains, Cap and Wanda grunted as they fell to the ground. Nat and Tony dropped more easily, Vision drifted out of his cell and went straight to Wanda. I shot Tony and Cap's cells open and then walked to Nat's.

"Watch your eyes," I warned, exploding the lock. I walked over to Nat.

"Are you okay?" I asked, slipping my arm under hers to support her, that's when the alarms started going off.

"Well shit. Friday you were supposed to disable those!" I shouted, hurrying Nat to my hover bike.

"Sorry, sir, they kept building more firewalls."

"Clint, as much as I'd like to leave. They have Cap's sheild, and my armor," Tony said. I cursed.

"Alright. Nat, get Wanda out of here. Get to the med bay, Cho should still be there to patch you up," Clint said, Nat nodded as I helped her on the bike, Vision carried Wanda over and put her behind Nat, the straight jacket now off.

"Please, Clint, I can still help," Wanda protested.

"I think not, I don't need you getting shot up too because of me," I said, pointing at her. "Nat. Go. If I don't make it . . . . . Make sure Laura gets the kids."

"Clint, don't talk like that, you'll be fine," Nat said with a hopeful smile.

"Yeah . . . " I sighed and pulled my bow out as I heard the sound of marching. I shot another hole in the roof for the girls.

"Welcome, Ladies, to Air Hawkeye, please keep all arms and legs inside the ride at all times, thank you!" I called as Nat zipped out the opening. I looked at the rest of the team.

"Ready to kick some Hydra ass?"

I groaned. Where the hell am I? I blinked my eyes opening and was greeted by blinding whiteness. I unsteadily stood and staggered towards what looked like a glass window. As far as I could tell, I was in a room made of some strange metal, painted white, just like everything else in the room. I put my hand on the glass and could see a few people outside, including the girl who had shot me. My hand instinctively went to my chest, searching for a new bullet hole, there was nothing, though there was a very sore spot on my neck. I heard something like Pistons firing and gears turning, the door started opening and I stepped backwards. Bobbi, another man, and Leo stepped in the room, the door shutting behind them.

"Mr. Maximoff," The other man said. "I'm Director Phil Coulson."

"Director? Of what?" I asked, wincing in more pain.

"Director of SHEILD."

"The HYDRA-SHIELD or the real SHIIELD?" I questioned.

"The real SHIELD, how do you know about HYDRA infiltrating SHIELD?"

"I was experimented on by Von Strucker. You learn things," I sniped. Leo and Bobbi both raised a brow at me, they exchanged a look with Coulson.

"So you are Pietro Maximoff?"

"No, not at all, I just walked all the here way from New York in a matter of a day," I said rolling my eyes. "Look. If you could all shut up, it would save me from being in pain."

"Pardon me?"

"Look, somethings going on my brain that 'causes me pain when ever I hear people talk. . . . Except fo- well never mind. That's unimportant."

"Pietro, do you mind if I run some quick scans?" Leo asked, pulling out some technological device.

"Go ahead," I said, sitting down.

"Who's that girl, and why did she shoot me?" I asked.

"That's. . . Daisy Johnson, She's an inhuman, which means she has special powers," Phil explained while Leo scanned my head. "She can feel energy which is why we think she reacted so violently to you."

"What?"

"Well, your powers, Superspeed, correct?" I nodded. "It literally just makes you a package of adrenaline and energy. Daisy could feel that, and that's why she shot you. Sorry about that."

I sighed.

"It's fine. It's not the first I've been shot."

"So I've been told," Phil said. "Jumping in front of a rail gun to save Clint and a Civilian?"

"Well. . . . " I looked at the ground. "It's what an Avenger would do."