tn4 / marvel crossover

chapter 17 / G.G.

"Eyes on the prize..." Scott mumbled, not taking his stare off the green man under wherever he was in the ventilation system.

He'd been crawling for what felt like hours, following the vivid green light that was seeping through the vent in the boy's bathroom.

He'd ended up finding some goblin-looking whack job.

'Why is it always the boys bathroom?' Scott asked himself, shaking his head a little. Tapping a few buttons on his comm, he sent out a signal for the rest of the crew to come join him. Not only was it unusual to take people without his team, but they were also up against an infinity stone.

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"See anything, sharp-eyes?"

"It's Hawkeye..." he groaned.

"My bad, anyways-  where ya from?"

"Y'know, my friends have always asked me why I hate children, you are one of those children that I hate." he spat, disregarding her question.

"Oh my gosh... You're so unpleasant, even I'm impressed! Do you visit orphanages to explain there's no Santa?" she shot back.

"What're you talking about, 'no santa' of course there's Santa!"

"Beep, beep, beep!"

"What was that?" Kitty asked.

"Scott found him..."

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"Look- I told you I'd get mt grade up like three months ago, and I hope you get that this stuff takes time! Oh- and by the way I have all of my missing work buried in the remains of my blown up orphanage, okay? So if you wanna go look for that, you can!" Bobby lied, as the teacher gave him the most bizarre look ever.

"Alright, forget the work, what are you wearing?" one of the kids in the back of the class shouted.

"Pajamas!" he replied, running out of the room as he slammed the door, teacher trying to go after him.

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"What is that" the girl quietly screeched, trying to not let her voice echo through the ventilation system.

"An infinity stone..."

"I'm not talking about the stone, ding-dong. I'm talking about the lunatic on the hoverboard!"

"The green goblin," Clint replied, with a small sigh.

"Well what do you say we beat his a**, get the stone, and steal the hoverboard!" Bobby suggested.

"Solid idea!" Kitty reached out to quietly give him a high-five, to which she only got a glare from Clint and Scott, so she put her hand down.

"Katherine I'm gonna need you to-" Clint started.

"These are my people here, Crow-Man. They take orders from me." Scott cut in.

"...It's Hawkeye, mastodon!"

"Hawkeye my a-!"

"Oh..." a raspy voice interrupted their quarreling, as a face peeked through the vent under them and devilish smiled, "Am I interrupting something?"

*
"I hate you guys."

"Me too."

"So Kate... planning to do anything?" Clint asked, staring at the strange machinery that had been locked around his hands.

"Maybe," she replied, twiddling with her binders.

"Come on Katherine, you can just walk through this and you choose not to? We are about to be murdered and the first victims of the time stone!" Scott groaned.

"Could you guys be a tad bit more quiet about my gift? We don't wanna spoil it just yet."

"Besides..." Bobby started, a smirk crossing his face, as his binders snapped in half due to the overbearing amount of ice forming onto them, "Why use her way when we have mine?"

He quickly let out a huge burst of ice, letting the freeze over the cheap binders as they dropped in unison, Kitty's not falling.

"What are you waiting for Drake? Break her out." Clint exclaimed.

"That's not part of the plan." She replied.

"You two have a plan?"

"What else do you think we've been doing while you two were arguing? Placing bets on who'd die first? Or debating what our grades are?"

"Anyways we'll meet you in a few Kat, but we've gotta run." Bobby playfully saluted, as he ran off, the other two somehow in agreeance to follow.

"So your team left you I see?" asked the green man, descending from the shadows as the stone gave off a green light.

Kitty didn't say anything.

"Silent treatment? That's alright, I needed a test subject anyways!"

Katherine looked around, almost giving him a "wtf?" look, as he raised the stone and a strange little tingle echoed through her body, as she was thrown back by some explosion.

*
"So what's your plan, Bobby? You just gonna let her get thrown around like a rag doll or what?"

"Look Scott, she said she'd give me the signal, and she hasn't yet!"

"She is obviously in pain! Maybe we don't wait for the signal!"

"No, the signal is a very crucial part!"

"I think she's giving you guys the signal." Clint cut in, as Kitty formed her hands into a strange shape.

"Thanks, Snake Eyes." Bobby pleasantly said, jumping into the havoc.

"It's Hawkeye." He groaned, under his breath.