A/N These are the kids and their ages which you meet in this chapter.
Tony and Pepper: Ella (15) Joe (13)
Clint and Natasha: Ethan (15) Katya (12)

Nothing Will Ever Bring Us Back Together

Chapter Two- Leaving and Arriving

BARTON HOUSEHOLD

"Clint, CLINT GET UP NOW!" Natasha Barton shouted. "Clint get some arrows and the kids. They've come for us." Her voice and eyes were full of worry for her husband and her two kids, Ethan and Yekaterina but she liked Katya for short. Clint jumped out of bed and put on his suit. His bow and arrow already in hand. Natasha had made her way downstairs and in three minutes taken out at least half of the ten men. Clint first rushed to Ethan's bedroom and shook him awake he told him to get dressed double quick time and then did the same to Katya. He quickly tossed some of his and Natasha's clothes into a bag, with a few personal items like family photos. He then went to the safe and got out all their legal document a and money. This was the reason why they didn't have a bank account. He went and did the same with Ethan and Katya.

"All out?" He asked Natasha who noded. "Come on guys, gotta run." Katya climbed onto Natasha's back so she could still use her bow and arrows. Ethan was capable with a gun, and didn't get tired in the same way Natasha didn't. Katya didn't either but she had not gained the capability to run and shoot at the same time. She had gained her father's hitting the target every time abilities and could already shoot backwards, and got the target unless she was running. Clint gave the keys back to the landlord while Natasha strapped every holster that had a gun in it to her and Ethan's body. That ran undercover of the trees, hoping that none of them would get sun burnt. It was the summer holidays and was sweltering hot. After a few hours of running non stop Ethan really did need a break. They family happened to be in a small town at that point.

"Come on guys I'll get us all sandwiches." Natasha said.

"Cheese for me!" Katya said.

"Tuna and sweet corn, thanks." Clint told her.

"Marmite, please." Ethan said.

"You have disgusting tastes." She told the boys, "Come on Katya let's get them." Natasha and Katya made their way into the shop.

As soon as they were gone from eyesight, the boys were attacked from behind. Clint took them down with two arrows, six punches and a knee in the groin. Ethan just stood on the side watching. "Where do you learn this stuff?" He asked.

"Probably tell you soon, you're fifteen now. Don't want to give you nightmares though."

"Is it really that bad?" He asked in shock.

"Still gives me and your mum nightmares, and some of this stuff happened about eighteen years ago. It might be kind of a have to be there moment though."

"Oh, Ok." Then Natasha and Katya came back with the sandwiches.

"We're just on the very very edge of LA- Clint. What did you do to your face?"

"Tasha, I'm fine just some people attacked us."

"What!? we have to go now." She then whispered in Clint's ear, "I suggest we go to the center of LA to throw them off. We go west and find a place to settle down." He nodded, "Come on guys we're getting a taxi." They all change clothes but keep guns and compact bows and arrows on them. They flagged down a taxi driver and hopped in. In the center of LA, they got out and started walking west.

About an hour before the sun set, they found a beautiful town. The little family walked over to the estate agents, which was still open. The first house shown to them was perfect. The paid the first months rent and were given their keys. As it was getting quite late, they all went to bed and slept well. The next day after Katya had gone to bed, Ethan begged his parents for their histories. They didn't tell him. Neither of them could, not just yet.

ONE MONTH LATER- STARK HOUSEHOLD

"Ella, get up now." Pepper's voice rang out through the four story mansion. She didn't want either them to be late on their first day of school this year. Joe, undoubtedly would be early, Ella undoubtedly would be late, she had inherited their father's genes for that. "ELLA MARIA STARK GET UP NOW!" Pepper screeched, walking into her daughter's bedroom.

"Ok mum, I'm up." She said.

"Good because you have 15 minutes until the bus comes." Joe was already sitting at the kitchen table, fully dressed, eating pop tarts. Pepper came downstairs muttering about Ella. She made sure Joe was ready and sent him to the bus stop three minutes early.

Three minutes later, Ella ran downstairs, grabbed a pop tart just as it was coming out of the toaster, kissed her mother bye and ran outside, just in time. Though Ella was now in high school and Joe was still middle school, their schools were right next to each other so they got the same bus as there was only a few buses that went out as far as their house and this was the only one that didn't get them there ridiculously early. Once on the bus stopped in a place Ella was sure it had not last year. She stopped gazing out of the window and at the door. A really hot new boy got on. He was tall, lean and muscular, and looked like a kind and forgiving person. Ella had broken up with her boyfriend a week before school ended but to be honest, she didn't care. He was an idiot anyway. There were four seats left on the bus. One at the front, one the back. One next to Joe one next to Ella. The girl who got on behind him, Ella had to assumed she was his sister even though they looked nothing alike, sat down at the front, texting. The boy say next to Ella saying "Hey, who are you?"

"I'm Ella." Ella breathed.

"I'm Ethan." He said sticking out his hand, which Ella shook.

"Is that your sister?" Ella asked waving her hand towards the front.

"Yeah, that's Katya." He replied.

"Katya, that's a cool name."

"I suppose but her real name is Yekaterina, it's Russian. I'm half Russian but my mum has been here for years."

"Ok, I'm just American. My brother Joe is somewhere as well."

"Oh cool." The bus pulled up. "Can you show me where the office I have to go there to get my homeroom room." Ethan asked

"Of course," Ella replied as they exited the bus. "Its right this way." She waited for him to come out and it turned out that they shared a homeroom so they walked to it together.

Katya meanwhile had a very different experience. "Hello dear," The woman in the office at her elementary school said, "You're new are you not? What's your name dearie?"

"Ka- I mean Yekaterina Barton, yes I'm new." She was shown her homeroom.

The homeroom teacher then called the register. "Dianna Allen?"

"Here miss."

"Yekaa- How do you say it?"

"Yekaterina but everyone calls me Katya."

"Ok Katya Barton."

"Here miss." The rest of the register continued and Katya listened out for anyone she may know. When the teacher called on Joe Stark she remembered one of her parents hushed conversations about a Stark, but he was called Tony she was sure. She knew no one else and went off to her first lesson, French, with some girl who is determined to be her friend. She was fluent in French before she was five years old so spent most of the lesson drawing.

Ethan felt the whispers hit him the second his name was called, which was first. He damned his father for being called Barton. He heard Ella's name called and was sure he'd heard Stark somewhere before. He didn't let it get to him and looked down at his timetable, Spanish first. He'd been fluent in Spanish since he was six. It was gonna be an easy class. He caught up with Ella and found that she had Spanish too. They walked to class together and took seats next to each other.