I got astonished with his gorgeous face. His lashes were long and curled. His hair had a beautiful brown color like mine. His lips looked very pale though they seemed very lovely. His whole face was very flawless and he is the most dashing man I have ever seen. Although he had scratches and bruises everywhere. I healed him head to toe while I started to weaken as Ms. Jean said, I absorb the pain. I started to breathe heavily but then his eyes started to twinkle, I saw a beautiful sight of bright blue eyes and he started to mumble and moan.
"It's okay, I helped you." I said while bending down to his face for him to hear me.
I took a grip to his bow and arrow and I pretended to set it up and shoot. "Your bow and arrow is very heavy." I said to him
"What?" he answered while he is still very weak
I grabbed the whole set of arrows on his back and placed it on my back. Some memories came to me when the brother of my mom, Uncle Howard taught me how to use them. He told me a story that when I was still in her womb she always told him that she would make me a really great archer. She didn't get the chance to teach me because she passed away after giving birth to my younger sister. That is why he continued her wish and taught me how to use the bow and arrow. I also remember him saying that for a little child I was really good.
"Hey, hey woman, give that back to me." he said while trying his best to get up.
"Don't hey woman me, mister. I healed you." I answered back.
"Healed?" he asked.
I looked down to his chest and saw a label that says, S.H.I.E.L.D. I remembered Cyclops our teacher warn us about them. They are one of the teams that lead the swiping off of the mutants.
I got terrified and I stuttered. "I… Your… You had a…"
"What?" he asked looking extremely confused.
I just gave him a long stare. He closed his eyes again; I guess he still feels the pain. I heard footsteps towards us and I was completely frightened. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. I held the bow and looked around. I saw a sight of three men with guns on their hands. I hid behind the broken jet and tried to peek. Their eyes were completely the same, silver and shiny. They were big and they wore black leather suits that are kind of freaky.
"It's the jet we shot, I guess he's here." one of them said.
I looked towards the pilot guy I healed and his eyes were closed and he seemed unaware of what was happening.
My mind was very confused yet I was determined. I had a plan sorted out of my head. I knew they were the bad guys so I grabbed an arrow from my back and carefully placed it in the bow and shot one of them straight to the heart. I was dumbfounded with what I have done; it was like I've been doing it for a long time. "Like a professional" I said to myself while giggling.
"Dude, where the hell did that come from?" the other bad guy said while he pulled the arrow shot from his chest and checked the arrow dropped it.
"Hawkeye's still alive. Damn it!" the bad guy said while they both charged to find him.
I showed myself and they both stopped. "Who are you supposed to be?" the bad guy said. "Nice last words." I said and shot them both at the chest before they even got the chance to shoot. They all were lying down on the floor with their chest dripping out blood.
"I never knew I could do that." I whispered to myself.
"Me too. You're good." the pilot guy said
"And who are you by the way?"
"I am Clint. Clint Barton of S.H.I.E.L.D. and they call me Hawkeye." he said while getting up.
I got a weird shiver and I thought to myself, what if he kills me? He stood up nice and tall, he seemed about five inches taller than me, and his muscular body was very noticeable. I guess he's been working out. He walked towards me looking into my hazel eyes and a smile slowly formed from his lips when suddenly a beeping sound from his pocket was heard.
"Damn this." he pulled out of his pocket a weird square-like device. The beeping got louder and he stared at it and looked at me. And said,
"You're a mutant."