OMG YOU GUYS I'M LIKE TEARING UP RIGHT NOW!

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I wasn't sure that anyone would've liked it because it had an OC cause usually the fanficitons that I write, whenever I enter an OC my story is completely ignored!

Anyways lets answer some reviews before we get started:

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TarynWolf: Yesterday night I kind of remembered so I may edit that part.

Again thank you all for your reviews (except for one)!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers, Marvel does.

Chapter 2: Something Was Wrong

Hawkeye's POV

19 years earlier...

"Let's go Clint! Chris and Jack just left without us!" I heard my sister yell.

I grabbed my bow and ran outside of the cabin to find Isabelle waiting for me, with her own bow and her quiver of arrows on her back. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she looked annoyed. The sun was starting to set behind the horizon, it was going to get dark soon.

"Sorry," I apologized. "I lost some arrows and I was trying to find them."

"I've got some extra, here," Isabella said, pulling some arrows out of the quiver of her back and handing them to me. I took them and placed them in my own quiver.

"Where did Jack and Chris go?" I asked.

Isabelle pointed to her left. "They both went that way. Told me to go the other way." I nodded and grabbed an arrow and put it in my bow, so I could be ready to use it if I needed to. Isabelle grabbed her own arrow and started leading the way into the forest.

We kept our ears pricked for any kind of noise as we made our way through the thick foliage.

Night had fallen and we hadn't killed anything. Isabella and I sat on the ground eating granola bars that we had packed before we had left and watching the fire dance infront of us.

"This is a waste of time," Isabella grumbled.

I chuckled. "Izzy its only midnight. We've still got 'till morning," I replied.

"I wonder how Jack and Chris are doing..."

"Well we haven't heard any shots yet," I told her. Two gunshots suddenly pierced the air. "Until now."

Isabella sighed. She finished off her granola bar and stood. "Alright lets get going. I don't want to return home empty handed again." After putting out the fire we got moving again.

Isabelle and I returned home at 3:00 AM with two squirrels. It wasn't much but we had atleast gotten something. The cabin was empty, which was wierd because we usually got home after Chris and Jack returned.

The next morning our older brothers still hadn't returned so we set out to find them.

Isabelle and I had split up to make searching faster. We developed a system before we split to let the other know that we had found something, we would whistle.

I heard the whistle just a couple minutes after we had split up, which wasn't long.

TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

But it was cut off.

Something was wrong.

I ran towards the direction of the whistle.

And when I got there, I didn't like what I found.

Cliff-hanger! I'm giving you guys backstory.

Sorry it took so long to update this! I ran out of ideas! ^^'

No hard feelings... right?

So anyways I hope you liked it! Please R&R!

-Floopy