Natasha, Clint and Thor made their way to the Mystery Spot. The Winchester sisters had warned them about what happened when they went there and about Dean dying repeatedly.

Nobody felt like talking. The place and the situation gave them enough chills to make even Thor feel a little bit frightened.

Natasha looked around, the illusions were good, but she had seen better ones in Russia. The woman opened the door leading to the center of the place (she guessed would be the center, but she could never be sure in those illusion houses).

At first it looked like a normal room, but when the door closed behind Clint, who was the last one to enter the room, the door and the wall sealed shut and became a stone wall. And now they were standing in a cliff with a clear view of the giant, colossal…

"It's a quite big labyrinth," said Thor looking impressed.

The red headed woman bit back a snarky response and choose to ask something bothering her, "How are we going to get down there?" She frowned as she leaned at the cliff to get a better view.

They were miles from the ground and there was no way they could go around the border, as there was no border. The place they were standing was the last piece of ground that wasn't miles below them.

"I have no idea." That was Clint's response as he stared down at the labyrinth. "Is there anything here we can use, like a rope?"

"Don't think so." Thor said looking around. "However, I'm sure that I could fly us all down."

Natasha looked down again, "It's our best shot."

"Flying down it is." Clint confirmed looking grim.

Flying down is not as fun as it seems, maybe because you have no idea when you'll stop, or if you'll stop, or if you're already dead. That Clint learned the hard way and he didn't know how Thor did it all the time.

They hit the ground rather abruptly after a long, terrifying way down and Clint found out he was very much alive, he just didn't know if that was a good thing considering their situation. And the agent wasn't about to curse it and say that it couldn't get worse because he knew it could and was pretty sure it would get worse sooner or later.

"Well, we're here." Thor said as they landed, letting go of the other two he was carrying.

"How do you do that?" Clint asked seeming out of breath. "It feels terrible."

"What? Flying? You get used to it with time." The demigod smiled at him.

"Guys?" Natasha called "I think you should see this."

The boys turned around, facing her. The woman was staring at the labyrinth's entrance, which had a Delta carved on the stone.

"What does this mean?" She asked apprehensively.

"Earth costumes were never my strength back in my youth. This sign doesn't have any meaning for me." Thor told the woman with a frown, as if trying to access all the information he had on human costume.

Meanwhile, Clint blinked several times as if trying to believe what was in front of his eyes, after a few seconds he answered Natasha's question, "It's The Labyrinth!"

"We know that, Clint."

Barton rolled his eyes, "No, I mean, The Labyrinth. Daedalus' Labyrinth. But how did you not know that?"

"I'm not a nerd or mythological expert" Natasha answered, "But how did you know that?"

"Delta is a symbol of Daedalus, it wasn't hard to figure it out." The man had his duh face on.

Romanoff rolled her eyes "Whatever. But if it's a mythological labyrinth it probably means the Trickster will stick to the legend." She spoke rapidly "What do we know about this Labyrinth?" Her tone was dead serious as she stared at Clint.

"Daedalus was hired by King Minos to build a labyrinth that would keep the Minotaur locked and away from anyone he could harm. Daedalus and his son were kept prisoners so the man would keep building more and more of the Labyrinth. I eventually became a place to hide the most deadly creatures of Greek mythology away from society." Barton answered her in his know-it-all tone. It took him sometime to realize what that meant.

They were stuck in a maze with the most deadly creatures of Greek mythology, being the said maze almost impossible to escape from. They were doomed.

So it was silently decided that the Norse demigod would be the first one to enter. Natasha went right behind him with Clint by her side.

Everything was fine at the beginning. Things got worse when the walls started to change. They'd look back and not know where they came from anymore. They would try to follow the left wall, but they would come back to the same room.

"This is nonsense!" Exclaimed Clint "How did the monsters escape from this Labyrinth on the old days?!"

"Maybe because they didn't exist!" Natasha replied irritably.

Barton glared at her, "Seriously?" He asked annoyed, "You're standing next to an alien from Asgard, that said alien being what people from before Christ used to call the God of Thunder and you still say those monsters couldn't have existed?"

"Our Hawk friend is correct, those monsters could have existed and must have been killed in the old times he speaks of." Thor agreed and that made Clint smirk, he knew Natasha didn't believe half of the crap that came out of the Winchesters mouth about supernatural (even though the brothers, sisters, whatever, hadn't spoken much of their area of expertise).

So that's when silence fell again, the walls changed again and Natasha had no idea how long they had been walking because nothing that showed time worked where they were, but she guessed it had been hours since they entered. Their bottles of water were almost finishing and they were (and it pained her to say) lost.

Clint, on the other hand, was pretty amazed. Ever since he was a child, mythological creatures and legends, especially the Greek and Roman ones, amazed him. And now he was inside the most famous labyrinth in history! He needed to be given some credit for not being as worried as he should.

After, what Clint guessed, one hour they all entered a colossal room full of entries, or exists, it depends on the point of view.

"Which way shall we take?" Thor asked looking around the room.

"I think we should just go ahead" Natasha answered unblinkingly.

Clint just nodded and that's what they did. However, when Thor and Natasha had just entered their new direction, Clint could have sworn that he saw four kids in orange shirts, one carrying a sword and another a dagger, exiting one of the passageways and entering another. He kept quiet after a few minutes following Natasha before asking,

"Did you see some kids in orange shirts at that room?"

Natasha gave him a weird look, "No, why?"

"Nothing, must be my head playing games on me."

"Hm"

Then Clint heard a growl.

Natasha's eyes were glued on the creature in front of them and she said grimacing, "Well, so much for non-existing mythological creature."