"Enter the Hawk"

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Days had gone by since the cat hybrid had escaped from the people who had held her captive for three years and she had been living deep in the forest, trying to find her way back to civilization.

Crawling out of a cave she had found to rest in, the girl made her way over to a lake where she would wash herself off for the morning.

The first night she had found it, she had scrubbed herself clean of the blood of the people she had murdered and then went up to the cave, fighting off the nightmares that plagued her mind as she tried to sleep.

Staring down into the lake and seeing her reflection, the girl gave a sad frown as she touched her cheek, feeling like she was staring at a stranger.

She couldn't recognize herself and her hands moved down to the rest of her body, feeling the differences she had developed from over the years.

It depressed her to see that she wasn't the same person she used to be and wondered what her family and friends would say if they saw her now.

Would her family be happy to see her or had they given up hope on her ever returning?

What about her friends?

Would they welcome her back with open arms, would they understand or would they simply reject her because she was now a freak?

After all, there were various other super soldiers out there who had negative side effects from the serums they had been injected with and everyone hated them because of it.

Sighing sadly, the cat hybrid stood up and started walking through the woods, searching for something to hunt for her breakfast that morning.

If she was lucky, she would be able to find a deer or maybe even a rabbit if she kept her eyes wide open and hoped that the luck she seemed to have suddenly gained wouldn't run out just yet.

As she walked along through the woods, she heard movement and it made her freeze in place as her ears twitched, listening closely to locate the source of the sound.

Crouching down on the forest floor, she walked along on her hands and feet as she ventured closer to the source, curious to see if it was a threat.

What she later found was a tent that had been set up in the woods and there was a jeep parked beside it.

Further off in front of the tent was a camp fire that had been built and looked like it had been made recently which made the cat hybrid glance around for the person who had built it.

Stepping out of the tent was an attractive man who looked to be in his thirties who had sandy blond hair, lightly tanned skin and blue-silver eyes.

He was carrying a frying pan and a cut up fish which he intended to cook over the fire he had built.

The man was singing a song that sounded familiar to the girl under his breath and he kneeled down, placing the fish in the pan and held it over the fire, frying it up for breakfast.

Hiding behind a large tree, the cat hybrid looked the man over, checking to see if she knew him from the organization, but she couldn't place him at all.

There was something about him that felt safe and kind, which was the exact opposite of the men at the facility who all made her feel uncomfortable and her skin crawl.

Frowning, the man then looked up, eyes staring over to where the cat hybrid was hiding and she ducked out of the way, mentally cursing herself for not keeping herself out of sight better.

Unknown to her, the man had a highly advanced eyesight that allowed him to see things most other people wouldn't and had seen her moving around from behind him.

It would be impossible not to see her in the green foliage with her dark pink colored hair.

"Who's there?" He called.

Standing up, the man grabbed a black metal bow and slung a quiver filled with arrows over his shoulder, slowly making his way over to the tree.

As he went to nock his arrow, the man paused when he saw the cat hybrid poke her head out to stare up at him with wide brown eyes.

Staring into those eyes, he saw that she was scared and seemed to be caught in a fight or flight mode.

Taking in her youth and her dirty appearance, the man lowered his bow and kneeled down, giving her a kind smile to not scare her off.

"Hey there." He greeted in a soft voice.

Staring up at the man curiously, she looked him over and sniffed at him, checking to see if he had any ill intentions towards her.

What she melt from him was a delicious cinnamon scent that was mixed with smells of the forest and she was able to tell that he was being naturally kind to her.

"How did you get out here? Are you lost?" He asked her.

The girl remained silent and continued to stare at him, unsure of what to say to the man.

"I can help you. Whatever is wrong, I can help you with it." He told her and held his hand out towards her.

Eyes gazing down at the hand that had been offered to her, the girl thought over what the man had said and she felt compelled to believe him.

There was something about him that she felt she could trust and she wanted to be taken somewhere she would be safe.

Lifting her hand, the girl hesitantly placed it in the palm of the man who smiled at her, helping the girl to stand up.

"Come on, let's get you something to eat. You look as thin as a stick." He joked.

He led her over to the fire and she sat down in front of it, looking at the cooking fish which made her mouth water.

Shedding off his jacket, the man placed it over the girl's body and she was almost drowned in it since it was so large on her tiny body.

"I'm Clint, by the way. Clint Barton. What's your name?" He asked her as he introduced himself.

Head picking up at that, the girl thought over what her name was, but found it a bit difficult to remember.

"I-I'm not... I can't say. I wasn't allowed to use my name. They told me I was theirs to do what they want with and to answer to the title they gave me." She explained.

This made Clint stare at her with an upset look on his face, but he was trying hard to push back the anger he felt at the way the girl had been treated.

"Well, don't worry about it. We'll figure this out. We'll get you to the States and then we can find your family. You'll be safe." Clint said.

Listening to the man's words and hearing the honesty that was in his voice, the cat hybrid felt her lips pull up into a small smile.

Seeing the smile that appeared on the girl's face, Clint couldn't help but return it and feel like maybe there wasn't much work to be done to help her with the trauma she experienced.

She was wary and cautious of others, but she was still able to give an honest smile which was a great form of hope for her progress to get better.

"Now, let's eat. After this, I'll pack up my stuff and we'll head back to my place." Clint told her.

Nodding eagerly at this, the girl accepted the food that he gave her and she gobbled it up eagerly.

To be continued...