B*tch.

Hawkeye #2 or whatever.

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Intergalactic Donuts (Kate & Wanda) 1 November 2015

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“Hitch hike?”  Wanda looked up from her phone and turned it off.  She wasn’t going to be able to connect to any of the local networks and didn’t have the technological know-how to hack into the phone.  If she was just a little more confident with her powers, she might have been able to change the probability of guessing the right password, but doing that would run the risk of destroying the device entirely.  Unlike most scientific phenomena like heat, energy, and momentum, Wanda found she couldn’t control technology.  Perhaps some day if she understood what it was she was trying to do, but that was a long time off if she ever decided it was worth while.  

She opened the box Kate was carrying.  They were lost on a planet without phones, but that was hardly a reason to let her coffee get cold and donuts go to waste in the meantime.  She selected one that looked like it should have a filling, hoping for either cream or jam.  The thick pastry gave way to a more savory cream or gravy and some kind of meat, more similar to a bun than a donut in all but looks.  It was still better than the time she was in Russia and hoped her pastry would be full of something sweet to find it was full of cabbage.  She chewed the odd bun and washed the bite down with a sip of coffee.  

“There’s an idea.”  Wanda considered that for a moment.  They were stuck here until someone else came to retrieve them if they did nothing.  Sooner or later, someone would notice and come back–that was a given.  Even tipsy as they were, even if they forgot for the moment, they would realize their mistake in a couple of hours and return.  On the flip side, that involved waiting, and there were two significant benefits of finding someone else to bring them home.  Firstly, it would be interesting to talk to someone from this planet who was as wayward a character as the people in the circles in which Wanda usually ran.  To have interplanetary travel would necessitate being an other-worldly Tony Stark or Carol Danvers, or something of the sort.  Secondly, and this is what sold her on the idea; if they were going to wait for a rescue, they would go straight home.  If they hitch-hiked, then the two of them might get to see more of the near galaxy.  She polished off her sweet and savory donut as she mused the possibilities.  “I think I’d be up for finding a ride.”  

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The hitchhiking thing was just a random thought, and she wasn’t sure if Wanda would be the peron to go with it. Kate didn’t even know if she, herself, was really okay with it. At this point, what other option did they have, aside from waiting?  Kate had less doubts with catching a free, intergalactic space ride with strangers than depending on her own drunken friends and acquaintances to come back with them--which might have been weird. 

What really counted was that Wanda thought it was a good idea. Wanda munched away at the pastry and coffee while she took a bite out of her own donut, the flavor of it like a blast in her mouth. Her nose crinkled; for some reason she wasn’t very fond of the edging tartness. Regardless, she took another bite and swallowed before she spoke again.

“Ride’s good. That’s good,” she confirmed, going then for the coffee. Wanda no doubt knew tons more people than her, had more connections. The highlight of it was that they had a chance of going home quicker than they originally anticipated. Kate bit gently on the donut to hold it as she closed the lid of the box properly. “Have anyone specific in mind? Or are we just winging it? With whoever’s here.”

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Rise and Shine | Kate & Billy

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“Starbucks sounds great,” Billy admitted without much hesitation, genuinely relieved that Kate had a car and that they were going to be driving in it. Driving in the city wasn’t fun for anyone, but this was basically his first time outside since the mission, and he wasn’t sure he could handle the walk to the nearest Starbucks - even if, knowing Manhattan, it was probably five blocks away. Then again, in the village, they were slightly sparser, favoring independent places perhaps slightly more than the chains. 

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“Gotcha.” She wondered if there were just as many things in that mansion to stimulate his brain than there were outside. He had all that magic stuff going on around him while he was recovering. Not even sure if the magic stuff ever stopped since he was a kid. The big difference she saw between their worlds was the light.

Kate looked around, careful of her surroundings as a driver should be. “I hope caffeine won’t do anything weird to you, then,” she half-joked, “think you should be fine. You can order what you want and all. I’m not up to big breakfasts, anyway.” Clint had coffee; after living around him for a while she admitted to adapting to that lifestyle. “Mostly quiet, too.” Information went as she thought of it, but she didn’t think to look at Billy until a moment later.

The slow exhale gave him away. “Hey...” Her voice went softer as she tried to sound more comforting. “I’m here, okay? Whatever you need, I’ll take care of it.” Maybe a quieter place meant he’ll just think more. She’ll know once they’re there.

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C’mon, Youngsters || Young Avengers Event Thread

[cassielangisrlycool]

“#%@$!!* “ Stature cursed as she saw her teammate crumble to the floor, and was about to meet the same fate.

She quickly ducked-well shrunk to avoid being tasered by possibly alien tech. As she darted around the debri particle on the floor she cursed as a giant lead bullet grazed the area around her.She looked up at her giant opponents,Cassie vs Goliath, as she realized these were better suited Hydra agents. Better suited as in with High tech optic goggles that can see a microscopic teenage girl running on the ground.

She looked at Teddy’s form still on the ground, and knew that she had to end this quickly to help her friend. Filled with anger she scaled a nearby wall and jumped, rapidly growing in size  to close the distance between her and her assailants.She landed on one of them before the other one aimed his guns at her. It was now Goliath vs Goliath as she super-sized herself to 8 feet tall, sweeping the remaining agent off his feet with her longer and stronger arm.

He hit the wall with a satisfying thud and sliding down, unconscious. She ducked as she stood up , as her head was hitting the roof. She grew back down to her normal size, and ran to Teddy. She fretted for a second before using the rubber tips of her gloves to quickly pluck them off the green teen, helping him prop himself up against a nearby wall.

Just as she was fussing over him and was about to ask him if he was okay, Cassie whipped her head at the slam of a door, and the sound of heavy boots parading down, to their direction. It was far but it was only a matter of time before their company got here.

She swung one of Teddy’s larger arms around her shoulders and supported his still recovering side, as they shuffled into a nearby room for cover.

[littlemzmarvel]

Kamala’s gaze flitted from Moonstone to the Hydra facility, to the soldiers fleeing in terror, then back again. Their orders had been to keep the Hydra agents inside the base. Going inside could prevent some from escaping, but a majority were still running amok outside. There were too many of them just to leave to her teammates.

Karla clearly didn’t feel the same way. She stared Hawkeye down, an unspoken challenge between them. For a moment Kamala thought she might ignore his orders, but the contest was over as quickly as it began. The Avenger vanished into the chaos of battle and the former villain turned away. A smile tugged at the corner of Kamala’s lips. Moonstone probably wasn’t used to working as a team, but she was trying anyway. That was what mattered.

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The young girl seemed to be struggling with what Karla told her but eventually nodded. Good. Okay. They separated and Karla literally flew into action.

Kamala might have had to consciously choose the scariest option but manipulation was always Karla’s first choice. She descended on three terrified agents and her eyes narrowed.

They raised their guns. She calmly advanced. They fired. The bullets phased through her. After a few steps, she was within two feet of them.

“You know who I am.”

“…C-Captain Marvel?”

“…you can drop your weapons and go inside or you can see just how wrong you are.” She raised her fist and a white light began to glow around it. “Five. Four. Three.”

They fell over themselves trying to scramble from her. Karla turned to see Kamala fairing pretty well. The giant fists were an excellent choice.

A quick survey of the field. It looked like at least most of the soldiers were making their way inside, either from direct or indirect intimidation. They should be cleared out in just a few-

“I think we got everyone-KARLA!”

The swarm was descending, their fall a roar that filled the air. Oh no.

Karla turned to Kamala. God, she was close but so far away and scrambling. Karla reached a hand out to her, resisting the urge to turn and run but…well, no, maybe Kamala could just follow behind-

A laser blast hit Kamala. Karla’s eyes literally flashed. Their hands locked and Karla immediately phased them both and began flying/floating toward the base at high speed, sliding through the wall near the doorway. Once they solidified and their feet hit the floor, Karla secured the door by closing it and then slamming her fist through the control panel. Her hair had an odd quality to it, as if it were floating ever so slightly.

Kamala spoke again and it was like a switch was flipped in her head and she returned to normal, her hair very decisively nonfloating. “Right. Heal. Keep your back to the wall.” Her eyes turned to the interior of the building, keeping an eye out for anyone who might stumble upon them.

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Hulkling reporting, Stature and I just had a close encounter with one of the Otherworld Threat - Vision intervened, We’re inside of the building and sealing exits on the main level.

So many useful things that she knew absolutely nothing about. Something SHIELD would take care of, she guessed. Kate took a box that was at least neat-looking before she made her way back. “Everything’s sealed,” she stated before they made their way back. This device--she hoped it could be something useful to her if it wasn’t to SHIELD. Even just as some souvenir. But if it was HYDRA material, then it was guaranteed dangerous at the slightest. Oh well.

They needed to get back to Teddy and Cassie. “Hulkling, Stature, we’re headed your way from the sub-basement. We gotta get up to the roof to get out of this mess. Everyone alright?” That was a mouthful as she climbed the stairs, but she focused on their next objective. The round-up was done; it was time to book it.

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C’mon, Youngsters || Young Avengers Event Thread

[littlemzmarvel]

“Kar-Moonstone!” Kamala gushed, correcting herself. Right, code names on missions. Secret identities were important. “That was so cool! You were all like ‘ARG’ and ‘BAM’! I didn’t know you were coming to help too.” The whole near death experience didn’t even register. She stared up at her mentor with a huge grin, taking in her costume. Karla really did want to be a force for good!

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Karla couldn’t help but smile slightly at Kamala’s response to her appearance. She pointedly avoided looking at the Hulkling boy (yet another person to hate her, not exactly new) and kept her focus to Hawkeye until he issued his orders.

Kamala was all too eager to team up and immediately recommend a move that had been loving called the “Phase Out Fake Out” and shortened to “Fake Out” per Karla’s request to not sound like an Saturday morning cartoon. That being said, she couldn’t help but enjoy the team up. Karla had always been one to work alone but there was something nice about having Kamala to coordinate with. 

A quick climb and a nod and they were shooting forward. Karla maybe didn’t have superspeed the way that the one pale-haired mutant did, but she was certainly faster than the average individual and flying with enough speed to mimic that of a speeding car. A quick burst of intangibility to avoid a barrage of bullets before they got within range and-

Suddenly Karla released Kamala from the intangibility and the young girl jumped through her to punch one of the incoming agents. Karla went tangible to punch the other, twisting in the air to diminish some of her speeding impact. Killing a bunch of men in front of Kamala when not necessary wasn’t exactly needed.

“So, I’m going to need you guys to go back into your secret base now.” The girl towered over them and the men left, shaking in fear. Karla felt a warmth in her chest as she looked at the girl. Pride?

“What’s next?”

“We should work our way inside. With my phasing, we should be able to get into the-”

“Negative on that, Moonstone. You two should secure the perimeter. We can handle the inside.”

There was Hawkeye, yelling an order to her. The damned archer had somehow managed to catch up to them and was more than happy to ruin her plans to get inside the building. She could always ignore him, of course. It wasn’t like he held any power over her. All it would take is one quick movement and she could be inside, seeing what HYDRA had hoarded away-

But no. That would leave Kamala alone. The girl had already nearly been shot and it would be asking far too much to leave her alone to fend off terrified idiots with guns, not to mention any aliens that made their way down. There was no guarantee that what Karla wanted was even in there, but it was almost certain that Kamala would despise her for leaving-

She moved to argue with Barton (surely it wouldn’t take much to convince him, he was hardly a brilliant tactician and her plan had reasonable merit) but he was already gone with his own little followers in tow. Fuck.

Her eyes went back to Kamala and she sighed. “Well, I’m not sure it is the best tactic but I’m not going to leave you to deal with his terrible choices.” An eyeroll. “Let’s handle the area out here.”

After a moment, Karla put her hands on Kamala’s shoulders, keeping themselves behind a large piece of debris for cover of a moment. “Remember: these men are scared for their lives. Base instincts are taking over. If they see you hold back, they won’t see it as compassion. They’ll see it as a chance to overtake you and get away.

“You need to make sure that they believe, on a fundamental level, that crossing and disobeying you is far more terrifying than anything else they might face. You have to be scarier than any other option. That’s how we win this without too much bloodshed.”

A small smile. “You did an excellent job before. I’m sure you can handle this. Just remember: scarier than any other option.”

She nodded and then suddenly shot forth, moving forward as a unit to take on the stragglers.

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

As he and Kate made their way forward, he cautiously glanced to each of the other units. Teddy and Cassie were making their way well enough, though a little shaky. Not bad for starting out, though. Kate was…well, being Kate. Not much to assess.

And then there was the blonde and Kamala. He made a mental note to add intangibility (and apparently the ability to transfer that through contact) to the list of apparent powers that woman had. 

A quick movement to his left triggered his instincts and he had an arrow notched and flying before the agent had a chance to fire his weapon at him. Right. Focus on the task at hand.

A tap to his communicator. “Okay, team. Kate and I will go inside and move to the basements. Teddy and Cassie, take on the main level. We need to seal off exits and make sure no one runs with anything.”

“We should work our way inside.” The blonde felon was trying to get inside the building. With her phasing ability, it made sense, but he sure as hell didn’t trust her around whatever was in that building.

Sure, she had a pretty face. And she seemed to be genuinely helping…

Nope. Nope. He had been down that road before.

“Negative on that, Moonstone. You two should secure the perimeter. We can handle the inside.”

With that, he signaled to Kate and moved into the building. It was easy enough to work their way down (sure, the place was a decent size but it was hardly a full headquarters-sized fortress). An elevator with a digital key pad met them at the end of one set of stairs.

He typed in 0-9-1-1. The door beeped in agreement. He rolled his eyes.

“Damn. I owe Stark a beer.” Super secret evil organization and they hadn’t bothered to change the default admin key code. Stark was right. Even evil organizations were lazy with tech.

Once the door was open, though, he swore under his breath again. The place was filled with tech but, even worse, it looked like some of it had already been snagged. Empty boxes with packing pieces were strewn about, other boxes overturned or thrown aside to make way for whatever had been behind it. It looked like a Black Friday sale gone bad.

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Kate raised an eyebrow at Clint for the moment he mentioned that he owed Tony something, but she dismissed that. They had shit to handle in the basement of that building and that was what she was going to focus on. She quickly made her way to one of the exits, eyeing some of the technology as she did. They didn't look like anything she recognized, but she knew either way they were valuable to SHIELD.

She took a putty arrow from her quiver and stood in front of one of the exits, a big heap of adhesive sticking to the cracks of the door and sealing it. She would do the same to the others she came across.

"Did we have to take something specific?" She asked Clint, picking up and tossing empty boxes around to take a better look at the technology hidden under or beside them. Some looked heavy and others she could carry in her palm, but even that she needed to be careful with. Last thing she wanted to do was find herself in a rut of HYDRA weapons.

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Rise and Shine | Kate & Billy

[deityintraining-blog]

“It is… pretty cool, huh?” Billy managed, trying not to be awkward. There was absolutely no reason to be so unsure - Kate was one of his best friends, and here he was, shuffling awkwardly, pulling his thumbs back out of his pocket, listening for the cues that she’d stepped away from where she stood before and toward the door. Following her “Come on,” he moved toward the door, grabbing his cane that rest near the frame. 

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“If Doctor Strange said no, that would be the end of that, wouldn’t it?” Though a part of her wished that he would let her. Never mind the weird stuff. She wanted to hang out with her friend. Being a friend meant that she would get past insecurities, all that stuff. She laughed, light and breathy. “Really think I’d be the one to look for trouble?”

The fact that the place was pretty dimly lit surpassed her mind as they made their way down the stairs. Most important part was that they were almost out and they were about to get some fresh air. She was careful with him, however, still cautious even though she knew he would be able to handle himself. Just another friend thing. They walked across the living room and she reached for the knob on the door.

Uncertain, she turned it slowly. It turned just fine, so she slowly opened it to let her own vision get accustomed to the light--possibly Billy, as well. 

“Okay, we’re walking to my car.” She made her way down the steps, making sure Billy was following right behind her. The door closed on its own so she didn’t even have to worry about that. In the open, Kate moved just right beside him so it would be easier for her to look out for him, only walking ahead to open the door for him after she unlocked the doors. 

Kate would get him settled before she got into the driver’s seat, buckling herself in and glancing over at him. “So, coffee? We can go anywhere, really. I don’t care. Though something like Panera or Starbucks would be ideal.” The engine was ignited by then, with her only waiting for his input as she started to drive onto the road.

[cassielangisrlycool]

Grabbing a drink

Sometimes, Cassie wonders why she even applied for this job.

Oh that’s right, the Pym Particles. 

Cassie grumbles under her breath under a mound of papers and cartons with coffee. Sure she was getting experience , but not the experience you’d need as an actual assistant. At times Cassie felt more like a robot than an intern. ‘Cassie do this’ - ‘Cassie get me that’. It was like catering to a couch potato, maybe the man should actually get out for once in his life-

Turning at a rounded corner, she gasped as she came face to face unexpectedly with another girl. The surprise jerked her hands upwards , which in turn sent the two Venti soy milk Machiato flying through the air. 

Cassie waited the sound of coffee splashing down the floor, and possibly hot droplets hitting her leg. Instead ,when she opened her eyes,the dark haired girl froze in place rigidly grasping the two cardboard cups, with the expression of pure concentration on her face.

An expression she’s seen before. 

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“Woah there.”

Lightning-speed reflexes? Just call it luck. Lucky the cups of coffee didn’t spill. Lucky she even caught the damn things. Kate held her breath as hard as she could, her position almost a kneel, really, as she balanced herself on her feet. With the realization of catching the cups fully processed in her mind, she straightened up and exhaled.

“That was close. Here,” she sighed slightly in relief, placing the coffees back in their places on the carton. A glance at the lady and she did a double take. “Oh hey. Cassie, right?” From Clint’s approved Young Avengers crew--which she was also a part of. Embarrassingly enough, she didn’t know the girl well. “Fancy meeting you here.” 

Wasn’t her father the other Ant-Man? Two Ant-Man’s, huh. She glanced down at the two cups again. “Having fun?” God, Kate, she probably had to be somewhere. Though the whole incident meant she’d already lose time--could spare time for small talk. Besides, she felt like they needed to get to know each other, even for, like, two minutes.

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Intergalactic Donuts (Kate & Wanda) 1 November 2015

“Gówno."  The parking lot was empty of the modified quinjet the group of late-night-donuts-run folks had used to get to Mix Box was gone.  Five minutes.  Hadn’t anyone heard Wanda and Kate say they’d be gone five minutes, because they were going to get coffee, too?  Apparently not, and now the two of them were left behind a galaxy away, and–Wanda checked her phone for bars–as expected, AT&T didn’t provide out here. 

Of all the truly brilliant ideas her team had come up with, an early-morning, post-Halloween party rendezvous to Mix Box Donut Shop in the next Galaxy was actually right up there with the best of them.  And whoever had known about this place and suggested it, was truly a genius. A genius who didn’t know how to make an accurate head-count, but a genius nonetheless.  The donuts themselves, for the ten minutes in which Wanda had had the peace of mind to enjoy them, had been the best she’d ever had.  Perhaps not every-weekend-trip-to-the-next-galaxy good, but once-in-a-while-trip-to-the-next-galaxy good, certainly.  That was, if she’d been sure she could trust any one of the people who had come along to be sober enough to remember to not leave people behind. 

Wanda pocketed her phone again.  "Maybe they had to move the plane."  That had to be the only logical thing that had happened.  Nobody would actually forget them in space.  But on the other side of the building, and all the way around the building, in fact, there was nothing but the occasional headlight from the road and a lot of unpopulated, early-morning asphalt.  What were the chances it would be the same time of day here?  She finished her circuit of the building, and was somewhat relieved to see that Kate, at least, hadn’t disappeared in the minute that had taken. 

Wanda was already starting to curse a string of poor decisions.  Who came to another dimension without bringing a better communicator than a phone?  Apparently they did.  Why hadn’t she thought to bring her Avengers card to the Halloween party?  Because there was no way they wouldn’t be able to contact her while she was in Stark’s Tower.  And, as always came of a string of bad decisions, the absolute worst had managed to happen.

What was the chance is the shopkeeper had wifi?  She pulled out her phone, but the only network available was "The_Cloud."  Somehow that reached out here.  Though, that network didn’t work anywhere. "Damn and blast it–I can’t believe they left." 

Now, in retrospect, "there’s nothing to crash into in space,” seemed like a much worse justification for getting into a space ship with a few slightly drunk super heroes.

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She didn’t remember who’s bright idea this was in the first place. She didn’t remember coming along on this trip, damn it. Now they were stuck on some planet that was totally beyond her knowledge to navigate through. Didn’t know why, but the words “stuck” and “some planet” didn’t seem right to her. Just didn’t seem right. If she wasn’t sure that none of their drinks were laced with drugs or anything of that sort, she’d think she was tripping out. Straight up tripping balls.

That wasn’t the case.

“Fantastic,” she said with an absurd laugh. Slightly tipsy on another galaxy. Kate sat down on the ground. “I’m gonna sit here and wait... to die, probably.” Probably not if Wanda was there with her. Er, she didn’t even know the person that well. This was strange.

Sighing, she pulled her phone out and flipped through the connections. Wanda came back shortly after looking around some building she wasn’t paying attention to. “God. There must be a way to get them to come back.” Her fingers slid through her hair and pulled lightly, pulled at her mind to think. The box of donuts sat beside her and she reached a hand to open it and take out a ring.

“Either we wait... or we hitchhike...?” She suggested tentatively, closing the box and carrying it as she got up. It was a matter of finding the right group.

[whatwouldwaltdo]

ship meme: christmas edition

[fandomemes]

send me a ship & I’ll answer the following:

who starts putting up decorations in october?

who buys the advent calendars?

who places mistletoes all around the house?

who wraps the presents for other people?

who puts the final star/angel on the top of the christmas tree?

who’s the one that hates eggnog?

who’s the one that bakes christmas cookies for guests?

who sends out the christmas cards?

who knows all the words to twelve days of christmas?

who’s the better snowman builder?

who starts snowball fights?

who’s the one that wakes the other on christmas morning by playing christmas songs really loudly?

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C’mon, Youngsters || Young Avengers Event Thread

[teddy-dorrek-altman-deactivated]

After the weird encounter with the guy that called himself Starlord and his realization that his life would revolve around his heritage now, Teddy found himself on the jet with the newly formed team that he was already more than excited to be a part of. The other team aboard were filled with faces that Teddy barely recognized, of course Bucky Barnes was present, someone that Teddy instantly noticed and felt his inner fanboy do somersaults. The Winter Soldier’s presence made Teddy wonder how Cap felt bout having a team of youngsters go out on a major mission as their first endeavor - especially considering that the target had tesseract powered weaponry. The most Teddy had done in the past was stop some petty robbery and do some minor rescues under the guises of other superheroes.

The tension in the air was almost palatable as the prince took in his fellow teammates, Kate seemed a little disinterested - as usual, Kamala appeared to be buzzing with excitement, the blonde girl that hadn’t taken part in the rescue had wide eyes and her head back looking a little perturbed at the whole situation and then Clint was landing. Was Hawkeye the leader? Was he even a member of the team? Teddy wasn’t sure either way and his thoughts were disturbed as a tearing sound interrupted the atmosphere around them and Teddy’s stomach clenched as he rushed outside alongside Kate who was already prepped with her first arrow ready to take flight too. Teddy was prepared too, his skin shifting from peach to green as his natural armour brke through and wings burst from his shoulderblades, one of them behind Kate and the other unfurled into empty space as they looked up there. 

“There’s hundreds of them, I could get up there and see who it is, Just give me the signal and I’ll be in the sky.” Teddy’s heart thudded in his chest and inside of his ears as adrenaline poured into his system, the fight was well and truly on and he knew it. The quiet girl pushed his wing out of the way to take her position infront of him, fists balled and ready, a different girl from the one that he’d observed on the jet, a smirk pulled at Teddy’s lips as he looked at the girls that flanked him both of them filled with fire and determination and incredulousness that comes with being on the cusp of 20. They were the Young Avengers and it seemed like they were ready to assemble.

[littlemzmarvel]

The first real mission with the Young Avengers, the day they had been training for, the day she has been waiting her whole life for. And still, it wasn’t as cool as the people she was sharing the jet with. The Winter Soldier, Gambit, War Machine! Kamala stared at the Winter Squadron with starry eyes, clutching her scarf to her chest. They looked so professional, intimidating too. Colonel Rhodes looked a little less rough around the edges. If she could just-

“No, be cool Kamala. You can’t just ask War Machine for an autograph in the middle of a mission. No matter how awesome he looks in that armor…” she muttered to herself. “Like really awesome…”

Her eyes remained transfixed on the other team until they jumped. With them gone, the reality of their task hit her. They were going to fight Hydra, the Hydra… Literal Nazis with guns and without mercy. She stared at the metal floor of the jet, absentmindedly smoothing out the wrinkles in her costume. Hawkeye had put them through so many tests. They were ready for this, weren’t they?

Kamala gripped the edges of her seat with both hands to brace for impact. The jet touched down a ways away from the base, hard against the uneven terrain. I was just like they planned, until it wasn’t.

There was a noise she couldn’t exactly place, like the rush of air when you open up a soda. Then, the screaming started.

“Okay, kids. New objective. Keep all HYDRA agents inside that building until we can figure out what the hell that portal is.”

Wide eyed, she followed her team out of the open door of the plane. A Huge purple vortex churned up the sky, spewing out alien creatures. She stared up at it open mouthed as the wind whipped her hair around her face.

“Okay, that’s definitely not what I expected.”

Hydra agents streamed from the building, probably trying to escape whatever that was. There were so many of them. People did stupid things when they were hurt or scared, even if they weren’t already super villains. They had to keep them from escaping and causing more damage. Kamala pushed past one of Teddy’s huge wings to join the rest of her team.

“We need you down here. All of us have to work together to do this.” She smiled as she embiggened a fist. “Let’s do this.”

[doctorkarlasofen]

They were going to raid a HYDRA base.

Karla had suspected as such when she had caught Kamala looking into Sokovia and then heard Tony mention the continued focus on HYDRA. Add in that Kamala had practically gushed over being part of some “Young Avengers” initiative (honestly, it sounded a bit like an afterschool club with a name like Young Avengers) and it was pretty damn obvious what they were doing.

Where there was a HYDRA base, there was whatever HYDRA had managed to steal from SHIELD. They probably had weapons and plans and plenty of scientific work…maybe even things from Project PEGASUS.

There wasn’t a chance in hell she was going to let them raid that place without making sure she was nearby. 

Getting there had proven pretty easy. While flying herself all the way to Sokovia had seemed more than a little exhausting (she was fast but she wasn’t that fast), Karla had managed to get herself on a charter jet (courtesy of a little hypnosis) to Romania. It was amazing what $100k of taxpayer money could do these days, especially when wielded with a little suggestion. All it had taken was getting the Senator to approve the charge over the phone to the small hangar and off she went. From there, it had just taken a little casual flight of her own across the border and trying to follow the others.

“Following” had become less of a problem with the sky ripped open.

“…what did you idiots do now?” Her clothing began dissolving and morphing into the white and gold spandex number. The white mask rapidly spread across her face and around her determined blue eyes as she sped forward toward the fray.

She slowed at the perimeter of the chaos, dropping into the trees and keeping an eye on the chaos breaking out. She could see the Avengers fighting at the aliens, Tony charging into the fray. Others were making their way toward the base. And then there was Kamala’s team being lead by the former felon Barton and apparently trying to herd HYDRA back into the base. Not a bad idea, really. Scared and confused soldiers would just add to the chaos.

Plus, there was always the chance the aliens would trample the base and smash the agents inside. Win-win.

She considered slipping past them all. With this chaos, it would be easy enough to make her way into the base and see what they had. She could be in and out before anyone even knew she was here.

Karla was snapped from her thoughts by the sight of a terrified HYDRA agent raising a gun, pointing it directly at Kamala. He was going to shoot at her. Kamala didn’t see him.

It was as if Karla blacked out. In one moment there was a threat. Then the next moment came and Karla was yelling and flying through the fray with a blast shooting from her fist. It struck his guns from his hands just in time for her to close the gap, laying a punch squarely on his jaw and knocking him aside.

As chaotic as everything was, Karla had a hard time believing the yelling woman in bright white and shooting light bolts had gone unnoticed. A quick glance up confirmed her suspicions as she found other staring at her.

“…I’m here to help,” she said, trying to keep the irritation with her own heroics out of her voice. The blonde archer was raising an eyebrow at her over his protective eyegear. “I’m Moonstone-”

“-and you’re suddenly in Sokovia. Hell of a coincidence.”

Okay, so maybe the Barton fellow wasn’t a total idiot. “You’re not the only felon that can want to help out.”

He didn’t seem to have much of a response to that, merely sighing after a moment. “Fine. I’ll just let the others know.” By “the others,” Karla knew damn well he meant “Steve” and no doubt “Tony.” Fine. Let them wonder why she was here. Too late to worry about it now.

“Good.” A look to the young Ms. Marvel. “Kamala, like we’ve practiced. Let’s handle this quickly.”

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The objective was clear enough: keep HYDRA in the building and out of the way. However, having the Woman in White show up added an interesting layer to things.

She made a hell of an entrance, he’d give her that. She descended on the field with a fury, blasting forward and taking out a soldier that had put Kamala in his sights. Flight, super strength, energy bursts…Clint was sure she had other powers he wasn’t accounting for (it was ridiculously hard to keep track of the superpowered folks, honestly) but those were plenty to have at the get go. Of course, he also knew she was a former felon and someone that seemed to be a consistent person of interest.

“…I’m here to help. I’m Moonstone-”

“-and you’re suddenly in Sokovia. Hell of a coincidence.” Eastern Europe was a hell of a day trip from the city and not exactly somewhere she’d be likely to run for a quick vacation.

“You’re not the only felon that can want to help out.”

Ouch. Noted. It wasn’t like he was a stranger to folks wanting to turn over a new leaf. And it wasn’t like he had to completely trust her.

Hell, he didn’t really have time to handle her even if he wanted to. There was a pressing issue of an alien invasion.

“Fine. I’ll just let the others know.”

Clint made a mental note to keep an eye on her (after all, these kids were more or less under his watch at this point) as he relayed info over to others. A quick tap to the comm did the track, broadcasting to all channels.

“This is Hawkeye. Heads up: Karla Sofen or Moonstone or whatever she is calling herself is here and coordinating with my team. We’ll keep HYDRA suppressed. Hawkeye, over and out.”

A turn to the team and he noticed Karla was already talking to Kamala. Right. They were friends or something, right? He swore he remembered Kamala gushing about a friend that was helping her train…maybe this was the woman she was talking about? If nothing else, it made team divisions easier.

“Kate, you’re with me. Teddy, pair off with Cassie. Kamala, work with her-” a gesture to Moonstone “- and we should be able to force them all back. Once HYDRA is secured, go with the original plan as best as you can. Sealing exits is still the end goal.” 

He looked back to Kamala again. “Tell me if there’s any trouble. Got it?” A pointed look back to Karla (who he swore was smirking despite how she wrinkled her nose at him) punctuated the sentence before he readied himself.

“Move!”

He leapt out and rolled forward, hitting the ground and rolling. His first arrow was notched and released before he had even fully stood, resulting in a hell of a fireworks display that drove several soldiers screaming back toward the base.

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For a split second Kate wondered how the hell they were going to keep the chaos from pouring out of that building, but then she remembered that, hey, they had members with superpowers. They had someone join onto their team, too--Moonstone. She was paying attention when this lady in white called Clint a felon, and she could imagine how that must have felt.

But they were there with a goal and there wasn’t any more time to waste. Kate turned her head to face Clint when he named the pairs, keeping close as soon as he ordered for them to start moving. 

Explosions.

Kate knocked back a few arrows, aiming a pattern of explosives down just at and around the same distance as Clint. She didn’t know if they didn’t care if any agents died--not that she was that type of person--but she was careful, only intended to scare them. She didn’t know if being amused at how scared those agents were was an ass move, but to hell with it. These guys were HYDRA and they caused a shit lot more trouble than she’d ever get into in her whole life.

One of them tripped and rolled, then got back up again. “Ride on, man.” She mumbled, squinting amidst the dust to see if there was anyone trying to escape on there end, another arrow drawn back to fire on the ready.

[arrowknocks-blog]

Rise and Shine | Kate & Billy

Kate was a good friend, and being a good friend meant she would do anything to help the people she cared about. Even if she seemed so indifferent with many things. It was just in the little things, which she thought was easier to do–not because she was some kind of cheapskate, but because it was more convenient for both her and her companion. In Billy’s case, he didn’t really need anything extravagant that would overwhelm him. But it was high time that he should see the world outside Dr. Strange’s place or else he would just be stuck in it forever.

So here was the plan, if it wasn’t obvious already: go to the Sanctum, wake Wiccan up, take him out on a date. A play date? They weren’t children anymore, but she made her point. She even called Billy ahead and told him about it, that she wouldn’t take no for an answer.

Kate made the effort to drive all the way from her apartment in Brooklyn. She took one look at the Victorian townhouse from behind her sunglasses and shut the door to her car. The place was brown, kinda gloomy. She saw how it could affect Billy’s mood, but of course she didn’t exactly want to believe any assumptions or statements from none other than the guy himself.

She approached the door, getting an uncanny feeling from it. Energy, she supposed, since this place was affiliated with both Dr. Strange and Wiccan. It was unclear for her whether to knock or call him (she should’ve done that before she drove, honestly), but when she looked at the doorknob on it, it felt natural to just reach over and turn it. So she did, the door opening wide for her, letting her in. Little did she know that it would disappear from sight.

The place was bigger than she thought it would be. She took the stairs to the second floor, putting to mind the fact that in a set-up like this, the bedrooms wouldn’t be on the first floor.

“Billy?” She called out, walking through the hallway and glancing at the rooms, some of them empty. Kate knew because the doors were left ajar. How many people was he living with, anyway? 

[deityintraining-blog]

“In here, Kate,” Billy called from his bedroom, where he was currently pulling a sweater on over a soft, long-sleeved shirt. He really hadn’t left the Sanctum since being discharged from medical, which meant that he would presumably be wholly unprepared for the cool air outside. Pausing for a moment, he added, muffled behind his sweater, “Don’t… go into any of the other rooms. Some of them might not be safe, actually,” he warned, finally getting his head through the neck.

Keep reading

[arrowknocks-blog]

Her head turned immediately at the sound of his voice, continuing to walk past the rooms. She took note of what he said. Not safe. Got it. Though it got her thinking about what actually was in each one of those rooms. This house was trippy. She then wondered what it was like to live there and surround herself with all this trippy stuff. Wouldn’t play well the first week or so, but she could probably get used to it. Not that she planned to, anyway--just a thought.

She was just so ready to see him, get this over with. But she really did want to see him. It had been forever--what, three months? Too damn long. Billy was there, standing still. Cautious. Even his voice gave off the feeling that he wanted a gap between them. She realized that when she took a step, because she froze and stepped back into place.

“Hey,” she replied, just gazing at him otherwise. Kate didn’t know where to start. A smile, perhaps. It was a tentative smile, but a smile nonetheless. Kate wanted to hug him but she didn’t know how to approach him, and this was so ironic to her since she was just going to up and yank him out of the room. She took a breath and exhaled through her nose., leaning against the door frame. 

“Come on,” she said, her head jerking back, and she pushed away from the frame, backpedaling a few steps. “This place is wicked, by the way.” Haha, wicked; witches; he was Wiccan. Alright. “Maybe one of these days I can sleepover.” Just a small conversation to get things going and not make this whole thing awkward. 

[arrowknocks-blog]

Rise and Shine | Kate & Billy

Kate was a good friend, and being a good friend meant she would do anything to help the people she cared about. Even if she seemed so indifferent with many things. It was just in the little things, which she thought was easier to do--not because she was some kind of cheapskate, but because it was more convenient for both her and her companion. In Billy’s case, he didn’t really need anything extravagant that would overwhelm him. But it was high time that he should see the world outside Dr. Strange’s place or else he would just be stuck in it forever.

So here was the plan, if it wasn’t obvious already: go to the Sanctum, wake Wiccan up, take him out on a date. A play date? They weren’t children anymore, but she made her point. She even called Billy ahead and told him about it, that she wouldn’t take no for an answer.

Kate made the effort to drive all the way from her apartment in Brooklyn. She took one look at the Victorian townhouse from behind her sunglasses and shut the door to her car. The place was brown, kinda gloomy. She saw how it could affect Billy’s mood, but of course she didn’t exactly want to believe any assumptions or statements from none other than the guy himself.

She approached the door, getting an uncanny feeling from it. Energy, she supposed, since this place was affiliated with both Dr. Strange and Wiccan. It was unclear for her whether to knock or call him (she should’ve done that before she drove, honestly), but when she looked at the doorknob on it, it felt natural to just reach over and turn it. So she did, the door opening wide for her, letting her in. Little did she know that it would disappear from sight.

The place was bigger than she thought it would be. She took the stairs to the second floor, putting to mind the fact that in a set-up like this, the bedrooms wouldn’t be on the first floor.

“Billy?” She called out, walking through the hallway and glancing at the rooms, some of them empty. Kate knew because the doors were left ajar. How many people was he living with, anyway? 

[aeschar]

some practice since i finished 2 midterms today. :)

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

C’mon, Youngsters || Young Avengers Event Thread

Flying the jet always took a little extra effort on Clint’s part. It had been a while since his flight courses with SHIELD and most of his flying these days happened because of a mission going wrong (in a classic “ohgod everyone is injured and we’ve lost an engine, better land before we die” kind of way).

For some reason, Clint had ended up flying the jet. Sure, there had been a team called the Winter Squadron with plenty of other trained agents also on the jet but no, somehow it became the Clint show.

It also didn’t help that the other occupants on the jet were superpowered teenagers that kept fidgeting and occasionally bickering. Honestly, if Sokovia wasn’t such a tire fire at the moment, Clint might have been willing to question the whole situation. But the world was on fire and there were crazy HYDRA agents so this weird teenage dream team was the best they could hope for on short notice.

There was a thought. Clint winced at the idea before shaking his head and glancing over his shoulder from the cockpit, yelling over to the others.

“Okay, the schedule is that we touch down T-minus-five from Winter Squadron being deployed, so we’ve got about one minute. They should be well on their way. Stealth shielding hid us on our descent but they’ll probably identify the jet after a few minutes. We need to move fast.”

Hitting a few switches on the panel (and rapidly switching a few back), he managed to ease the jet into a (somewhat bumpy) landing several hundred yards from the structure. The agent rose to his feet, slinging his gear over his shoulder.

“Alright, team. Let’s move-”

And then there was a noise, like a great mass of air being suddenly displaced. It ripped through the wooded area like the crack of a whip times a thousand. Barton’s eyes quickly flicked to the front of the jet, glancing through the glass and staring at the sight.

A portal. Seriously? Another portal?

People began streaming from the building. Crap.

“…aw, man.” A sigh and a shake of his head, a dark grin tugging at his lips as he notched an arrow in his bow. “Okay, kids. New objective. Keep all HYDRA agents inside that building until we can figure out what the hell that portal is.”

[arrowknocks-blog]

This was their first big mission together as a group. The Young Avengers. Though it didn’t really seem like a mission more than it did a field trip, at least at the moment. Even if she was with her peers,who were pretty much adults, and Clint, who was ancient. (Just kidding.)

Buckled down in her seat, she twirled one point of her bow in her fingers. Gathering all her thoughts, which was kind of difficult above all the talking and the excitement. She was excited, too, and anxious, just ready to get this over with so she could call it a day. Being with the crowd dwindled whatever fear was there. But the light mood stated to switch once Clint started giving orders. He seemed excited about this, himself.

Kate gripped on her seat with one hand and her bow with the other, bracing herself for the landing. Her head turned to the open exit once the sound erupted, followed by the faint screams that trickled as people ran out of the building and new instructions. Off on her feet, she descended the jet. No one could blame her for looking up at the portal.

“Oh shit.”

She drew an arrow from her quiver, glancing at the many exits that people were using. “That’s a lot of people.” She stated, her arrow resting on the string of her bow

[danielfaradies]

she got me arrested

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

Clint and the Youngsters|| Young Avengers thread (Clint, Kate, Kamala, Teddy)

[teddy-dorrek-altman-deactivated]

Teddy’s sigh of relieve escaped his lips as the arrows that were flying from Kate’s bow found purchase in the tech that was tying down Teddy’s powers, with a sudden rush of vitality the shackles tying the boy down were broken. Sudden dizziness washed over the Alien Prince as he saw the ragtag bunch of rescuers fighting their way through the bots. He had to help but it was obvious that he wasn’t going to be able to fire at full capacity.

As the waves opened he spotted Kate and mustered a smile, his pearly whites gleaning behind his green lips.

“Hey Kate, How’s tricks? Anything new?” He smirked and quickly threw out his arms to the left of Hawkeye, his shapeshifting abilities allowing him to punch straight through an approaching bot. “Who’s the girl?” He asked, his eyes flicking over to the stranger as she took out a pair of robots in her own unique way. “Nice to see Clint is here too.” 

It seemed as though the screaming of the repeated message had been replaced by electronic battle cries as the army was slowly destroyed but they fought on, causing Teddy and Kate to break up their short catch up. 

“The robots are Kree, I wanna know who’s sent them so if you can remove their brain or whatever, I can take it back to SHIELD…Although, why the hell didn’t they send someone earlier to - you know - rescue me?”

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

The young girl punched a robot squarely in the “face,” the metal shattering under her fist. Jesus. “Uh, right. Ms. Marvel. Fair enough.” He shot an explosive arrow, taking out a small side group of the robots as Kate barged past.

Kate seemed to get to her friend easily enough. He was freed quickly and promptly punched a robot. Well, correction: through a robot. Seriously, what was with these superpowered teens?

“Okay, let’s finish the last of these guys off!” He yelled out, his voice barking out over the battle cries. “Kate! Amplifier on my mark!” Clint pulled another EMP arrow from his quiver. One EMP arrow plus one signal amplifier arrow from Kate would inevitably knock out the remaining bots. Or, well, he could hope. A similar plan had worked on those security bots in Norway with Nat.

Ready. Aim.

“Fire!”

He shot his arrow toward the center of the remaining bots and winced, hoping for the best. A flurry of sparks and desperate whirring sounds followed. Silence.

“…huh. Glad that worked.” Clint struggled to his feet, wincing and then smiling to the Ms. Marvel girl. “This whole thing didn’t go half bad.”

He reached down and plucked what looked like a hard drive (or something close to it) from one of the disabled bots. “We’ll see what we can pull from this. And by me, I mean someone like Stark.” His eyes flicked to the other teens, back to Ms. Marvel, and back again.

The wheels began turning in his head.

“Actually…what would you say to doing this a bit more often?” He paused. “I mean, not…this,” he gestured to the robots “but rather, you know, this.” A gesture to the various teens and himself.

“Like a…I don’t know, Young Avengers team or something.”

[arrowknocks-blog]

Kate rolled her eyes, whacking another Kree bot away from her. She completely ignored his first questions and answered the more plausible one. “I don’t know.” That was true. “She calls herself Ms. Marvel. Found us outside when we were looking for you.” That was also true. Another arrow through a target and quickly retrieving it. “Reason why she was there: I don’t know, either. But she’s useful help so I’m glad she’s here.”

Clint’s yell had her go back to business, a quick glance to him and his EMP arrow giving her a message to take out a signal amplifier arrow. They fired it at the same time, shutting down all of the bots.

“Come on,” she signaled Teddy to walk with her over to Clint and Ms. Marvel, who were patting themselves on the back. “Yay. We can go home,” she said, in monotone, though she was truly relieved that their rescue mission was successful. 

And then he mentioned them banding up together.

Like a... I don’t know, Young Avengers team or something.

“You’re not young, though.” Kate quipped, a challenging smirk on her face as she stared him right in the eye.

But she shrugged. “Don’t see why not. It’s like getting a regular job.”

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

Clint and the Youngsters|| Young Avengers thread (Clint, Kate, Kamala, Teddy)

[littlemzmarvel]

“Hey miss, I’m Kate Bishop. Also Hawkeye”

No way.

“You took on the mantle? That’s so… wow” Kamala gushed; only now noticing the bow in her arms. She had no idea there was another Hawkeye in the superhero community, especially one so young. Kate couldn’t have been much older than she was.  It was honestly kind of a relief to meet someone her own age. She wasn’t the only one working towards her own destiny.

Once the initial shock and dizziness that came with meeting a super wore off, she found herself looking at the pair with curiosity. So they were looking for someone here in the Junkyard? Did it have anything to do with the rumors she was investigating?

A cry for help rippled through the air, confirming her suspicions. It was weak and desperate; apparently belonging to the boy Kate was looking for. The dark haired girl sprinted towards the source, while Kamala followed closely in pursuit. “Wait! I can help!”

She followed Kate’s gaze beneath a nearby pile of cars. She could just spot the corner of some kind of futuristic style door; clean and completely out of place. That must be the spot.

“Stand back, I can handle this.” Kamala grinned, tapping into her morphogenic powers. Her body glowed a dull yellow as she grew in size, bigger and bigger until the car was the size of her hand. She picked it up with ease and placed it gently off to the side.

Double Hawkeye team up, nice.

[teddy-dorrek-altman-deactivated]

It appeared that whoever was outside were making their way in, Teddy knew and so did the small army of robots that rushed the door. The Prince could only watch as the slick chrome opened to permit Kate and Clint and what appeared to be a pair of oversized feet. Hopefully this was the rescue wagon he’d been waiting for. Mustering more strength gleaned from seeing familiar faces, Teddy managed to call a warning to the trio as they spotted him, the robots converging on their position.

Teddy could see the glow of the Skrull devices around the room, the only tech that appeared to be fully functional in that it was keeping him from using his shapeshifting abilities without cutting off his healing. One shot from Clint or Kate and he would be able to join in the fray that was about to start. He could only hope they understood as much as he did.

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

When the young girl in what appeared to be a homemade costume began gushing, Clint hadn’t been entirely sure how to react. Honestly, he was so used to having correct people that he hadn’t been prepared for someone to get it right.

“Uh-”

Thankfully, Kate stepped in as always and ensured she was being noticed. Fine by him. Took the spotlight off of his head.

And then there was talk of mantles (was it really a mantle if no one could ever remember your name anyway?) and descriptions of the guy they were looking for (Kate was getting awfully poetic with her description, wasn’t she?) and then-

Well, Clint didn’t hear it, honestly. Not surprising. But Kate did and the way she moved made it pretty obvious that she heard some reason to think Teddy was nearby. The gushing girl joined her, suddenly glowing and growing until her hand could easily move the car.

He blinked. That was…new.

“Right. So, that’s…huh.” After a second, he shook off his surprise and refocused. There was a door, after all, and it seemed unlikely to be a coincidental door. He readied his bow, though it stayed in a somewhat relaxed position before him, and advanced on the door.

A gesture to Kate to come up on the right while he approached. A gesture to the young girl to…well, stay back or at least off to the side. He didn’t exactly know what she was capable of but she seemed starstruck enough (for some weird reason) to at least listen and not run into whatever the hell was behind the door.

He readied a sticky bomb arrow. Aimed. But then the door slid open on its own accord and out swarmed a sea of metallic somethings. Clint yelped and took a step back, firing the arrow mid-sea. It exploded with fervor, wreckage flying away from the small crater, and Clint quickly readied another arrow.

“What do you think? Alien or evil inventions?” The question was directed to Kate as he jumped out of the way of some kind of laser blast before shooting an arrow through the thing’s “head.” A quick retrieve and he fired it again into another.

And then he caught a glimpse of something beyond the door. Shit. Her friend. Clint had a feeling Kate saw him too.

“I’ll hold them down. Get him out of there!”

Clint looked to the girl in the homemade costume. She was…clearly handling herself just fine. Unfortunately, his glance to her resulted in him not noticing an incoming attack. He slipped trying to avoid it and felt his ankle give way.

Crap.

He compensated, focusing his weight on his other leg and firing another arrow (this one, a short-range EMP) into the a cluster of the little robotic jerks.

“Uh, help cover me, miss?” He hated asking but the kid could clearly handle herself and he was starting to suspect he had managed to actual break something during the slip.

[arrowknocks-blog]

Watching their third member exhibit her powers was something interesting to watch–unexpected. She couldn’t dawdle on the thought much since they had shit to do, but she flashed the girl a thumbs up before they cautiously made their way down, where they also ran into a bunch of…

What do you think? Aliens or evil inventions?

“Whatever the hell they are, we need to take down every last one of them!” She yelled over the drone of machines, already firing an arrow at one part of the sea when she caught a glimpse of Teddy chained down in that room. Luckily Clint had called her attention before one of those robots came too close, giving her the opportunity to impale and it with one of the sharp end of her bow and whacking it back into the crowd.

On Clint’s order, she went on and made her way to Teddy, drawing an explosive arrow from her quiver and firing a big gap into the swarm. She proceeded on, quickly catching a glimpse of the glowing devices around his makeshift cell. Swiftly, she drew another arrow and began to aim and fire at each one, simultaneously watching her back in case one of the bots got near her again.

“This is a damn mess,” she mentioned irritatedly, piercing through the last device. “No idea how you got yourself into this one, Ted, but I’m glad we finally found you.” Her tone wasn’t so chastising as it was concern.

[hawkeye-not-hawkguy-dammit-deac]

Clint and the Youngsters|| Young Avengers thread (Clint, Kate, Kamala, Teddy)

[littlemzmarvel]

“Hello?” Kamala called tentatively, wandering the maze of skeleton cars. “Is anyone there? I’m friendly, I promise.” She honestly had no idea who or what she was looking for; let alone what her plan was when she found it. Well…If she found it. Rumor had it that people were hearing weird noises coming from the Junk Yard. Though it wasn’t in use anymore, it was a popular place for teenagers to go when they wanted to do something illegal. A girl from her school swore she heard someone calling for help. Naturally, she had wanted to check things out. 

Things were still pretty tense between her and her parents. Ever since the whole superhero thing came to light, they hadn’t given her a moment of privacy. She didn’t blame them, not when she had lied to them for months. Abu, Ami…They couldn’t help being overprotective. She was their only daughter, even if she had crazy superpowers. It felt awful, sneaking out again, but what was she supposed to do? They would have said no, or worse, sent Aamir with her as a chaperone.

Save for a few cigarette butts and some broken bottles, there wasn’t any indication that anyone had been there. Maybe they had been making things up after all? She didn’t want to jump to any conclusions, especially if someone really did need her. “My name is Ms. Marvel, I can help you.” She called again. Still nothing. If there really was someone in danger, they were probably too scared to come out. She couldn’t exactly save someone against their will.

She crossed her arms in contemplation, screwing up her face as she attempted to think of a solution. In her moment of silence she heard something, footsteps and muffled voices. Staying quiet, Kamala peered around a pile of tiles to get a better look. There were two people, both of them carrying bows. One of them was a black haired girl, the other…

“Oh my god.” She couldn’t stop herself from saying it out loud. Her face broke into a gigantic grin. “You’re Hawkeye!”

[teddy-dorrek-altman-deactivated]

Teddy always took to the skies on his downtime, utilizing his shapeshifting abilities to impersonate the heroes that he’d been interacting with in his days inside SHIELD. It seemed as though to Teddy though - as he roamed the night sky - that the lights that were flickering throughout the abandoned junkyard below weren’t just teenage kids that were making trouble for themselves. Either way he let it go and returned to SHIELD, keeping his discovery to himself mainly and only talking about his short encounter over the water cooler the way normal people would in an office. Eventually, as always happened with Teddy, his curious itch got too much and he had to scratch it, returning back to the junkyard to see what made those strangely familiar glints between the broken cars and scrap metal.

That was 4 weeks ago. 

In the weeks that followed Teddy had only heard the same robotic phrase over and over. 

“Transmission sending…Dorrek VIII has been located…Inform…Kree…Transmission failed. Retrying in 10…9…8”

For four weeks the swarm of Kree robots had failed to send the information back home that their Prince wasn’t legitimate, and for four weeks their attempts had been in vain. Devices whirred in the makeshift prison that the bots had made for themselves, there had to be one rendering Teddy unable to use his abilities, if only he had a way of breaking all of them at once. How had he even been captured in the first place? The memory was foggy. Either way, his rapid healing was keeping him from dying of hunger and dehydration but to spend another moment inside of this cage of hollowed out vehicles would be another moment in hell. 

“You’re Hawkeye!” A giddy voice called with a effervescence that Teddy had for other superheroes. Finally a glimmer of hope brought forward with a name that he recognized. Pressing against his chains and feeling them bite into his wrists and shins, Teddy mustered what small amount of moisture he could to call out a single word. 

“Help.”

[arrowknocks-blog]

Two heads were better than one. With the vague information she was given, she didn’t think she’d come up with the idea to visit the junk yard–though maybe she could’ve, if she hadn’t been freaking out. Luckily she and Clint were on the same page.

The Junk Yard was… well, full of junk. Kate couldn’t remember the last time she’d visited a place so depressing. Bits and scraps here. And it was abandoned. Not a spot she would recommend to hang out at, but the kids probably already do to seem edgy. She was looking over a pile of whatever junk it was when a voice yelled somewhere near. Her head snapped to the direction, startled, gripping her bow tight.

You're Hawkeye!

Out of habit around Clint, she didn’t respond, especially since it seemed the person gawking at Hawkeye was referring to her much taller companion. They usually were, so she got used to it.

“Hey miss, I’m Kate Bishop. Also Hawkeye.” She went straight to business. “This might be a long shot, but have you seen a tall guy walking around here? Um, he’s lean, blond--leaning more towards a mix of a honey and copper-y shade depending on the lighting--”

It was excellent timing, really. Kate took a bit trying to envision her friend’s hair that by the time she finished her sentence, a yell ripped through the air, and she had her nose up and around searching because the voice had said help. “Shit. That was him.”

The voice seemed to come from the area where a few abandoned cars were parked and she ran towards it, her heart beating in anticipation to help her friend. She spotted edges of some kind of entrance on the ground  underneath--a barrier. He was right there. Kate started to position herself behind one of the cars. “Help me move these!” she said as she gave it a testing push.