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Chapter Nine: Chameleon

Clint instantly shot in the direction of the sound. His arrow hit something, but it was impossible to see what. The arrow had disappeared the moment it hit something. It didn't sound like it had hit a person though.

"Good shot," voice said, now coming from somewhere a bit farther away. "You were aiming for the speaker my voice was coming out of, right? I must say it's very impressive that you hit it while it was invisible, but then you are Hawkeye."

"Was that supposed to be funny or evil?" Tony asked.

"I guess that depends. Though, I was going more going for evil."

"You are clearly not a professional," Natasha said.

"Oh? And how would you know that? You don't know anything about me."

"What happened to Caroline?" Clara asked.

"How about I make you a deal? If you can find me I'll tell you what happened to Caroline, and if you can't find me… oh well. I'll even make it easier for you by making the base visible again sense you're not accustomed to working with invisible things."

"Fine, deal," Clara agreed. The rest of the team looked at her in surprise. "What? It's not like we have any better options."

The base slowly faded back to being visible. The front door, which had been shut when Clara and Caroline had first arrived, was wide open. Clint's arrow was lodged in a ceiling speaker. Clara pulled it down with her mind and handed it to Clint.

"So what's our plan?" Natasha asked, once the base had fully reappeared. "Do we even have a plan?"

"Well if we take out all of the mics and cameras the person will be as clueless as to where we are as we are to where they are," Clara suggested. "Not sure how we'd take them all out though."

"Better idea," Tony said. "Jarvis, hack into the security system and block anyone from accessing the system and then get me video feed of anyone moving in here that isn't us."

"How come only like five percent of your ideas aren't hacking into something or blowing it up?" Clara asked.

"Because he's Stark," Natasha said.

"Alright," Tony said ignoring the comments. "There appears to be no one else in this place except us, a bunch of creepy snakes, and guess this was what they meant by people being turned into stone and metal. Most of the cameras are destroyed though, so they could be anywhere."

"I think our first priority should be to take out the snakes," Steve said.

"See, aren't you glad I'm here?" Clara said, smiling. Two more of those snakes had just rounded the corner and she proceeded to kill them the same way she had with the others.

"If you two hadn't shown up we would still know where Caroline was," Steve said.

"If we hadn't shown up you guys would be running around trying to fight snakes that you have no way to kill."

"We could have figured out a way to deal with them."

"Yeah right"

"I find it amusing that you believe her presence here or lack thereof would have changed whether she disappeared or not," random voice said, from above them, before the argument could continue. "Because it really wouldn't."

"Stark, I thought you said you locked everyone else out of the system," Natasha said.

"I did," Stark said.

"Oh yes, that was very annoying, especially sense I don't know the first thing about computers or hacking." Suddenly a few yards ahead of them the air vent screen dropped open followed by the thud of something hitting the ground. "Ow, that was a higher than I thought." For a second you could almost see the outline of a person, but it almost instantly went away. "And for your information my name is Chameleon."

"What kind of name is that?" Clara asked, attempting to raise an eyebrow but ended up raising both. Seriously, who can actually only raise one eyebrow in real life?

Chameleon sighed. She didn't like the name much either and it definitely didn't do her powers justice. She had other names, of course, but they were all fake. They were like characters she played. Chameleon was what's-her-face, who ordered her around, called her. She had no idea why she even bothered obeying her; there was probably some magic spell cast on her that made her. Her personality still had a tendency to shine through, as did her absolute incompetence in most things useful, but apparently she had been deemed competent to play a 'weird' high schooler(it did help that she was one) and now to keep the Avengers busy for a while.

Her life was actually very boring. Her only way of having fun was messing everything up as much as she could while still technically obeying those stupid orders she had to obey. Then again, what do you expect when all you have from your old life is your personality? She didn't even remember who she was, though bits and pieces would pop up here and there, so she knew she had an 'old life'.

"Well what kind of name is Magic Wind?" She shot back. "You seriously couldn't come up with anything better?" Oh yes, she was up to date on all the Avengers missions.

"It's better than Chameleon."

"That's debatable, and I didn't even get a say in my name. So it's not my fault if it isn't good. Now are you going to come find me or not?"

As they had been talking she had been slowly getting farther and farther away till she reached a stairwell. This would have been near impossible to notice from her voice alone though, due to the fact that the hallway echoed very well.

Now she raced up the stairwell, leaving the Avengers in a confused mess as the door they had just entered the facility from disappeared behind them. She finally had a chance to show off her powers and not get in trouble for it. In fact she had been given permission to do basically whatever she wanted as long as it kept the Avengers tied up at the base. This was going to be the most fun that she had had in weeks.

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