"Agent Barton, a word please," said Agent Sharon Carter. Clint still continued to fire more arrows at the dully moving targets. It seemed far too easy and menial.
"What's up, Sharon?" Asked Clint, throwing formality's out the widow of the work place.
"Would you just get over here and follow me already?" They both knew how this drill went. Every time she came for him, he would stall and annoy her endlessly, but not today. Clint followed Sharon down several halls and into one of the conference rooms.
"What's this about anyways?" He questioned dully, barely caring for the answer. Sharon opened one of the doors to reveal someone Clint didn't think he would see again.
"We found you a new partner. Clint, this is Bobbi Morse." Clint's mouth very nearly dropped open in genuine surprise.
"Thank you Agent Carter, but we've already been acquainted."
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"Ah, my dear, you're still so fascinating," the Watcher praised once more. The girl continued to regale him with her visions, but she was not as cheery as she once was before. "Tell me once more of their titles."
"Their titles will be: The Leader, the listener, the shield, the shadow, the rose, the empath, the blind, the thief, the executioner, the just, the hopeful and the steadfast," the seer answered dully. The Watcher tsked at her behavior.
"I understand you must be upset with me for killing your friend, but fear not my dear, now you can have anything you want," says Watcher as he holds up Vár's diadem.
"His name was Luke," the seer snaps at him. The Watcher, at first, does not comment or act on her rude disobedience as he turns the golden crown in hand.
"You may want to watch your tongue, my dear. For now I am unstoppable by any of Earth's mightiest heroes. No one can put a stop in my workings," he spit's. The seer smirked ruefully and shook her head.
"But you're are wrong.. And on the day when Earth's mightiest heroes find themselves joined once again by the purity of their legacy and the real ultimate powers over this earth. And they will defy you and pay no tribute to your fake honor!" She screamed and the Watcher stayed pale and still until the last line. "And on the day you truly think that you've won will be the day that you are forever lost," she says lowly and she's not at all surprised when the Watcher plunges a sword into her chest and whispers closely to her.
"And what if the ultimate power was turned? Then no one would stand a chance. Thank you, for your last warning." The Watcher then twists the blade and the girl is no more.
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Facing your own legacy
Fanfiction(Warning! This is the THIRD book in a series. I suggest you read "Facing your own demons" and "Facing your own allies before continuing! =) ) Someone you look up to. Someone who maybe looked up to you. Sibling's are said to be the closest bonds of...
