lost (Hawkeye)

Chapter 10

Natasha:

The girl was strange, with one look at the others I knew they silently agreed with me.
I walked to the window and looked out. There I saw Prissy, I bet that's not her real name, walking down the road, when suddenly a red Lamborghini was pulling up next to her. She was already smiling before the door opened, as if she knew the person in the car.
When the door opened, I saw a gorgeous  man coming out. Normally, I didn't pay much attention to the appearance of others,, only paying attention to their physique when determining their strenghts and weaknessess, but I didn't get around here to see how hot he was. He had blonde hair and was very well built, he had just the right amount of muscles, not too much and not too less. He wore expensive-looking sunglasses and black jeans, as well as a blue t-shirt.
He hugged Prissy tightly so they stood for a while until they got in the car and drove towards Manhattan.

"Did you see that car?"
Asked Tony and looked after the two. "The guy must be really rich... "
I twisted my eyes, typical Tony.

"Did you know that girl, Steve? She seemed terrified to see you. "

"No Clint, I would have remembered someone like her, but she seemed to know Tony, too. "

Then we looked at the billionair.

He shrugged his shoulders.
"That wouldn't surprise me, I mean c'mon who doesn't  know me?! But believe me, I don't know her, eventhough she seemed nice. "

I nodded slowly, she seemed nice, but the look in her eyes showed that she had seen too much, it might have come from that one week, but there was a pain in her eyes that couldn't fit an 25-year-old woman.

"She was kinda weird, I bet you Prissy's not even her real name. "

Steve broke the silence. I thought of something.

"Clint and I have reasons to believe, that she has a powerful, rich family. Before Clint and I saved her, she told her kidnappers there would be painful consequences waiting for them. It sounded more than just an empty threat. It could be that she's connected to the Mafia, otherwise we would have heard something about the kidnapping of one of the members of a powerful family. We shouldn't have just let her go. "

"But we shouldn't have kept her here either, you saw how exhausted she was. She needs to go home and rest, she needs to go to her family. She's already been traumatized enough and imagine we would've been wrong with our guess. We still have the prisoners we can interrogate and if you're right, we'll find her again. " Said Bruce emphatically.

Clint nodded in agreement. After these words, we went back to the prisoners. We had already asked them pretty much everything while the girl was sleeping, but had gotten nothing useful out of  them except a few passwords.

The prisoners were chained to the chairs. Probably sleeping. I stepped closer and kicked their chairs. Their heads rised and their wore shocked and tired expressions. Yep they've  definitely been asleep. "How do you know Prissy?"

"Who's Prissy?"

I shot him an annoyed look. "The girl you tortured and threatened. "
The men laughed, the left one answered me.

"You mean that one who tried to threaten us? Sweetie, we didn't know her, but the threat ", he giggeled " Come on you can't that serious, I bet she just said that to hide her fear, that coward. "


Suddenly a deep voice boomed behind me.

"She's not a coward! And you should've taken her threat seriously. "

I swirled around and raised my gun, Clint next to me raised his bow.
When I looked at the man, his green eyes jumped into my eye. He wore a Hawaii shirt and shorts. He didn't seem like the type of person to just appear out of thin air in the middle of a buiding. If it weren't for the anger in his eyes at the staatement one could have tought, that he wass a fisherman that got lost.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at my gun.
"I don't think it'll be necessary. "

"Who are you?"
I ignored his words and continued to aim the gun at him, which did not seem to bother him too much.

" And how the hell did you get in here?!" shouted Tony in horror.

"It's none of your business, I need these two, I have some unfinished business with them!"
He looked at them, in his eyes hurricanes swirling around, readyy to destroy anything inn their way. I watched our prisoners starting to tremble and involuntarily I was glad that this anger was not directed at me.

I looked over to the others.

"I have one more question. What did you want from her? Did you have political or more personal motives?" Steve was just asking.

"Both, but this brainless thing didn't help us, on the contrary, now we're stuck here. "

After these words, the stranger quickly walked up to h aimnd pulled him up by the collar. "Speak about her like that again and you will die slowly and agonizingly!" His voice trembled and radiated an authority few people possessed. He was about to leave when I stood in his way.

"How do you know Prissy?"

For a short time he looked at me in confusion and then started laughing.
Now I was sure it wasn't her name.

"She's my daughter. I am indebted to you for saving her, we searched for her, but we couldn't find her, who knows if we would ever have found her. "

The last part he said quietly under his breath and sadness appeared his eyes.
Then he closed the door and left.