So sorry about yet another delay my internet crashed, not been a good two weeks so far.
Chapter Twenty
"We need to get to Bucky!"
Shoot! She was right.
With a slam of his elbow into yet another agent's face shattering his cheekbone and sending him reeling back in pain Steve used that moment to jump up the bannister to the next level where Nat was fighting the last three agents off. Landing behind one he grabbed him by the neck and threw him over the bannister where he had just come from landing on four others who were in the process of getting back up.
"Come on Nat we gotta-"
ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR
The building shook, lights flickered and the sound of smashing followed the roar that had everyone pausing in their fight.
"Fuck!" an agent remarked catching Steve's attention, who then proceeded to knock him out with one punched and a frown on his face.
"Watch that language son"
Nat just shook her head "Looks like the big guys up"
"Yeah and he's angry"
With a bullet to the last agents head Steve and Nat raced up the flights following the sound of carnage.
"When is he never angry!" demanded Nat as the rounded another flight.
As Clint and Sam rounded the corner to the avengers building a mass buildup of cop's cars kept them back, jumping over them was no problem, the chief who tried to stop them from entering a few paces from the door was a whole other story.
"You can't go in there!"
"What the hell do you mean this is our building!" Clint yelled in his face and the chief soon had three other cops backing him up.
"I didn't realize your name was Tony Stark!" the guy barked.
"Our friends are in trouble you need to let us in" reasoned Sam stepping closer but the chief was having none of it.
"No! I'm tired of you tight pants wearing superhero wannabees coming in here like you own the place and bringing all kinds of danger with you, I have civilians to think about so you're not getting in."
Sam to a breath and held Clint back with one arm "We'll then you've forced my arm"
Hesitantly the cops took steps back as Sam got a good grip on a furious Clint, braced his knees, extended his wing and shot up out of the sky, heading straight for a building window.
"Brace yourself!" he yelled over the wind in his ears to Clint and smashed in through the window separating as Sam slammed into a metal table and Clint landed smack again a wall before sliding down and collapsing on the floor.
"A. little. Warning. Next. Time" Clint huffed as he pulled himself up when the sound of carnage and gun fire reached his ears.
"Hulks up"
"Yeah, just once I'd like a break from this shit" Barton moaned as he pulled himself up.
"careful don't let Steve here you swearing like that" Sam teased.
Avoiding the Hydra agents running riot together they worked to find some weapons, Sam choosing to grab the guns from fallen agents they passed whereas Clint headed to the gym to grab his bow and some knives.