AN: Oh my god. I actually had people favorite and watch this? I think I'm going to cry! (Out of happiness of coarse). Thanks so much guys! Ideas are always welcome. Shout out to Love-The-Nekos for reviewing :')
"You wished to see me boss?" I had a terrible feeling about this meeting and not just because I was uncomfotable. Being in the same room with Loki resurfaced disturbing memories.
He flashed me a smile and gestured for me to sit so I did. "Thank you for coming."
Ha. As if I had a choice.
"I think its time we pay your beloved Avengers a visit."
My heart sank at his statement. This was no ordinary visit if he called just me here and not the rest of his army of minions.
"What do you mean sir?"
He gave a low laugh, flexing his fingers against his staff. He was always holding that damn thing. Oh well. At least he wasn't wearing the stupid helmet. "They're getting too comfortable. I say we knock them down a size."
Apparently I shared a brain with my robot self for a milisecond because he asked what I was thinking.
"Why tell just me? What about the others?"
He stood up, walking over to the window, peering curiously outside. "Oh they'll know soon enough. But I have a special task for you Agent."
That weird feeling I had worsened, my stomach tightening.
"You see last time I was there I had a quirell with a red haired female."
Oh no! No no no no no no no NO! Do not bring Natasha into this. I felt my heart start to bleed.
"See... she begged me to release you yet when I questioned her affections she claimed she had none."
My heart tore at the words. For once I knew Loki wasn't playing tricks on my mind. He was right.
"None-the-less, she called me a monster and she will pay handsomly for that."
'You are a monster!' I wanted to scream. As soon as I'm released from this damn curse he will 'pay handsomly' for not only what he's done to me but for insulting Natasha. An arrow straight to the heart. I never miss.
"What exactly is my task?"
"Oh Agent Barton. You havn't caught on yet?"
His next words shattered my heart completely.
"I'm ordering you to kill her."
Oh shit.
The S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters. I have so many memories here, most of them Natasha related. As I walked down the long corridor, my bow in hand, quiver on my back and a handfull of men for backup, I prayed she wasn't in her room. If I saw her, Loki's comand would take over and I would have no choice but to kill her or die trying.
Before I even reached her door I came face to face with Black Widow herself. The stunned look on her face proved she was just as unhappy seeing me as I was seeing her. My fist collided with her shoulder before she could even blink and she flew back, slamming against the wall.
'I am so sorry!' I screamed, trying so hard to fight back.
She was back on her feet, kicking and punching and soon I was on the ground, Loki's minnions joining me.
"Clint I don't want to hurt you. Please stop this for both of our sakes."
She was pleading with me? Sure Natasha was good at manipulating people to get what she wanted but in the heat of the moment she showed no mercy. I had just attacked her and instead of finishing me off (which I had expected) she was pleading with me. I had to be dreaming.
"Please, I'm begging you." This shocked me even more. Maybe that's what she was trying to do; shock me back into my sences. Widow never begged. Never.
I, of coarse, responded with another attempted punch, recieving a boot to the head.
Thats when a light flashed in front of my eyes, my head reeling as it seemed like a small explosion was set off inside of me. Pain seered through my entire being, all traces of numbness gone. I looked up, my eyes meeting her frightend gaze. Tears swelled up, blurring my sight at the fact that I was seeing her through my own eyes again.
"N-Natasha?" I mannaged to choak out before everything went black.