Authors note~ Hey readers, I am back with another chapter! First I would like to tell you about my long absence. Marching band UIL came around and so I did that. Our band was one point away to going to state, ONE! So that was a sad day, but just this weekend we went to San Antonio in Texas to BOA. That was very fun, but we didn't make anything there either, I still had fun so I guess it doesn't matter. There was on band from Alabama and they were awesome and I hope they did really good. Anyway so I was busy doing that, but marching season is over so now a lot of time will be dedicated to writing my stories. I do not own anything Marvel, Avengers or Hawkeye!
"Freezing my ass out here." Dena muttered to herself as she walked through the blank buildings of the village. Snow fell like powdered sugar on a dessert as her hot breath escaped her chapped lips. A crack of lightning flashed across the sky and it pulled Dena's attention away from the cold.
"Well that is unusual." She hurried along to where she felt the energy pull the most. A small building on the outskirts of town was where she found the source of it. She approached the building before sliding her katana out of its sheath. kicking the door in she saw nothing but a empty room with a stairway leading underneath the floor.
"A really hate basements, actually it's underground in general." Dena pulled her hood down before walking down the stairs. Instead of leading to a basement it lead to a dark brick corridor.
"I feel like I am in some kind of horror movie."
"Who is there?" A very recognizable voice boomed from down the darkened hall. Dena stood a moment before scratching her head in a comical fashion.
"Either i'm hearing things and talking to myself has made me crazy or someone is down here." Dena followed the noise to a dungeon type room where she was greeted with a nice surprise.
"Thor!"
I sat on my knees watching the little flecks of ice falling to the ground. The wind picked up and began to blow harshly against my cheek feeling like razor blades on my soft flesh. I still sat there looking intently at the bright white ground. My hands moved through the chilled soil as I try to recall what had happened. I knew Enchantress used me, she made me try to kill a lot of my friends. I remember I had the arrow notched ready to fire only a few moments ago, but who did I aim at? Was the arrow tip pointed at Clint? Or did Enchantress fall to my arrow?
"Cas!" A voice called to me, but I was to distant to tell who it was. I thought a few more moments locked in my own world until a faint detail caught my attention. Ever since Enchantress had me under her control I could do nothing but listen to her orders. I couldn't even blink without her consent, but if it were her heart my arrow had pierced that would me I was free to do what I willed.
"Cas, listen to me!"
"Not now," I thought in my mind. "not when I'm so close to being free." My frost biten hands shook violently as I struggled to raise them to my bow and quiver. I slowly notched the arrow after a few dozen attempts. Still the distant voice begged me to listen.
"Please Cas!" I tuned it out but instead heard a little swift chirping away vertically on a tree about a hundred meters away. Other then the bird, the wind and the voice the whole world was quiet in anticipation. Anticipation for the blizzard, anticipation for the coming winters hardships, but most of all anticipation for the hunters return, my return. I whipped around like lightning realising the arrow hitting the bird without falter. It fell with a light thud to the snow sprinkle ground. I could now make out the distant voice that tried so hard to get my attention.
"Clint?"
"Yes Cas, i'm right here look me in the eyes." He took my hands in his own, rubbing them with his thumb. His hands had a rough weathered feel that was strangely comforting. Years of wear and tear from the bow and arrows had worn callus on his finger tips, but yet his hands brought a soft feeling in my own. I struggled to focus on his face, my eyes usually keen like a hawks couldn't even see the man in front of me.
"Clint, I am so sorry." I felt a tear roll slowly down my cheek, It almost froze with the dropping temperatures of the surrounding air. He looked into my eyes before rubbing the tear away with his callused thumb. He pulled me into a his chest letting his hand move in my hair and on my back. He whispered quiet words in my ear trying to calm down.
"Shh, it's not your fault Cassy. You weren't you, it was Enchantress."
"No you don't understand, I was there and watched as she used me against you. I could have done something, but didn't."
"I know what it's like Castalia." He told me with his blue eyes deadly serious. "Loki had his control on me and twisted the man I was to something evil. I will never forget the good men I killed and the pain I caused to their families. I'm not going to lie to you and say you can walk away from this without guilt because I still have nightmares Cas, but you can't let this eat you up." I stared into his eyes as he opened up his soul to me without hesitation. I touched his cheek and wiped away a tear that had seem to fall slowly down. " You can't let this beat you, you can't be like me."
"Your wrong Clint, You are the strongest man I have ever met." I wrapped my arms around his neck before snuggling my face in his neck. He grabbed my face with his palms then engulfed my lips with a passionate kiss. He stood me up slowly and I pulled on all my strength to try not to fall.
"This is Barton, I have Castalia in custody." Clint said smoothly into his communicator. He helped me along to where I assumed was my cell until I could prove Enchantress had no longer a hold on me.
"Hold on thunder pants I will have you out in a jiffy." Dena said using her katana to slice through the magical chains that bound the Norse god.
"Thank you demon."
"Um it's Dena." She mumbled under her breath as Thor rubbed where the chains were on his wrists. Sheathing her katana she walked out of the room to try and find Anubis.
"Our the Avengers here?" Thor said following her.
"Uh yeah, hey have you seen a big dog man running around here?" Dena replied before turning around with a lost expression on her faced. "Hey where's your hammer MC?"
"Mjölnir was taken from me by Enchantress when she trapped me here."
"You looking for this?" A snarky voice replied from behind them.
"Anubis!" Dena cried before running up to him. Thor was much more cautious and didn't approach at all. The Egyptian god was holding the legendary weapon in his hand. He wasn't in his jackal form, but his human one. That still did not help settle Thor's nerves.
"Be weary Dena he could still be working for the witch!"
"Calm your thunder Thor, no witchy bitch is controlling me. See here I am a good guy giving you back your hammer, now say thank you."
"I still don't trust you." Thor replied before grabbing the weapon. "Thank you."
"Whatever can't convince them all, but what I can do is show you something very important. Follow me." Anubis waved his hand and led them down the dark corridor. Dena followed without hesitation, but Thor grabbed her shoulder to stop her.
"Excuse me?"
"It's not wise to follow him deeper in this place, we don't know if what he speaks is true."
"Okay first get your hand off me, second I have known Anubis longer then you and I am on his side if things go south, and lastly I rather be taken out by a god I know then you Goldilocks." She shrugged off his warnings and followed Anubis. Reluctantly Thor followed suit to what look like Enchantress's meeting room. There was a table with a map on it in the center of it and Anubis began explain what he knew about it.
"See all these black X's are found artifacts and gods, but there a red one here and I don't know if it's another artifact, god, or where she hid the goods." Dena looked at before holding it up to the oil lamp that sat on the table. Thor caught a glimpse and recognised it immediately.
"By Odin's beard, they want to release Surtur!"
"That doesn't sound good." Anubis mumbled while watching Dena in amusement as she try to figure out the map.
"What's a Surtur?" Dena asked putting the map down on the table turning to Thor.
"Surtur is a great fire demon my father and I thought we had locked away forever. He must have used some of his power to acquire followers to release him."
"Like Enchantress." Anubis said piecing it together. "But why the gods and old as shit artifacts?"
"I don't know?"
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