Multi Fandom One Shots (& Preferences) -HIATUS-

🅰️ The Mission - C.B. (Pt. 1)

A/n: sorry I'm just now getting to this. I have had no time what so ever to get anything updated, and I lost two of my books. So I've been trying (and ultimately failed) at getting them back. Hope you enjoy! This is a father/daughter one-shot. NATE IS NOT BORN YET.

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Requested by Springforever3

Pronouns- she/her

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Key- Y/n - Your name

n/n- nickname

y/f/c- your favorite candy

e/c- eye color

y/w/o/c- your weapon(s) of choice

y/c/s- your color suit

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Warnings: Language, death, blood, feels.

Y/n was adopted when she was 9 years old. Laura and Clint found her whenever she was battered and bruised walking along a roadside. She is the oldest of the Barton family, then Cooper, and Lila. Laura and Clint raised Y/n as their own, and in 2002 (don't quote me, I used google for this part), Cooper Barton was born. Y/n was 14. At age 18, Y/n joined Clint at SHIELD and she became one of the top agents by age 22.

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"Eat my dust, N/n!" Clint yells, staring at the TV intensely. 

"Ha, you wish!" Y/n laughs, sharply turning her Wii controller to the right.

This was a Friday night tradition for the duo; Mario Kart battles. You and Clint would go to the store on Friday mornings, stocking up on frozen pizzas, microwave meals, popcorn, sodas, and of course,  Y/F/C. You were sprawled out on the couch while Clint was sitting with his feet draped over an arm of this chair.

"I don't wish, I win," Clint smirked. He was about to cross the finish line when a blue shell was thrown at him, blowing his character's car sideways. "HEY THaT'S NOT FAIR!"

"All's fair in love and Mario Kart," Y/n grins. She passed the finish line, followed by Clint. "I win,"

"Hmph," Clint pouts, crossing his arms over his chest like a child. His pout goes to one of shock when a marshmallow hits him in the temple.

"Quit your pouting or I will throw another one,"

"Missy, you don't know what you're getting yourself into," Clint threatens.

"Oh, yeah? Try me!"

Clint throws the Wii remote at Y/n, who caught it easily.

"Be careful with these! These are expens-"

A pillow muffled the end of her words. 

"What was that, Y/n? Can't hear you!" Clint laughed. When he got hit with another marshmallow, he stopped mushing  her face in. "How did you hit me with another marshmallow?! Where are you getting these and how did you hit me without seeing me?"

"I have my ways," Y/n stood up and stretched, "Round 2?"

"You're-"

There was a knock on the door. Then another, then another. Clint got up to answer the door, only to have Nick Fury storm in. "Bartons, suit up. I have a mission for you."

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"Remember, Bartons," Fury's voice rings over the intercoms, "get in, take the information, get out. This is the third largest Hydra base in the world, whatever information we can get would mean a lot."

"On it Fury," the Bartons sync. 

The mission was going oddly well. No guards outside the base, none throughout the hallways, it seemed too easy. They finally found the place where the information was stored and they made their way inside.

"Shit," Clint said.

"Yeah, shit..."

The room was full of Hydra agents. They were outnumbered, 100 to 2. All at once, the Hydra soldiers started fighting the Bartons.

"This is where the fun begins," Y/n grins, taking out y/w/o/c.

"Really, Y/n?!" Clint yelled over the sound of yelling and gunshots, "a star wars reference at a time like this?!"

"Don't question it! I make weird references when I'm stressed!"

The fighting all stopped about 10 minutes later. All the Hydra agents were either knocked out or dead. Or so they thought.

"Fury, I got the information," Clint reports into the com.

"Great work, agents. Now get the hell out of there,"

Clint and Y/n jogged to the jet and Clint yelled, "Get us out of here, Alan!"

Alan complied and started closing the door. As they were closing, Y/n noticed something terrifying. A red sniper dot, right above Clint's heart. 

"CLINT NO!" Y/n yelled, pushing Clint to the ground.

The bullet hit her before Clint heard the noise. If it had been a few seconds later, the bullet wouldn't've made it through the door. Sadly, that was not the case. Y/n gasped as the bullet lodged itself into the left side of her chest. Before she hit the ground, Clint caught her.

"Shit, no, no, no! Damnit Y/n! Why would you take a bullet for me?" Clint yelled, frantically trying to put pressure on the wound. Her y/c/s was quickly becoming red.

"Because... dad... you've done so much for me. Took me in off the streets, gave me a home, raised me like your own... it's the least I could do..." Y/n grinned weakly.

"What did you just call me?" Clint asks, making sure he heard it right.

"Dad?"

Clint's eyes filled with tears. His girl, his oldest, was laying in his arms, with a wound he knew he couldn't fix without professional help. "Alan, tell Fury we need medical attention ASAP on landing."

"On it, sir!"

"D- dad, there's no way I'll make it back. We're about 2 hours from base, and I've worked within the medical field for SHIELD before, this type of wound can kill you within m-m-minutes." Y/n shivered. "I love you, Laura, Cooper, Lila.. auntie Nat..." Y/n had a  coughing fit, sending blood out of her mouth.

"Y/n, you're strong, stay with me kid, please!" Clint was crying now. Full on crying. He didn't care what Fury would think, this was his daughter, blood related or not, slowly dying in his arms.

"I love you, so, much..." Y/n's breathing became shallow and uneven. She raised a hand to Clin'ts cheek and muttered her last word, "Dad..."

With one last breath, Y/n's e/c eyes glossed over, staring into nothing. Clint's heart broke.

"Y/n? Y/n?! Y/N!!!!" He yelled, shaking the young girl. But nothing would work. His girl was gone. "A-Alan?"

"Yes, sir?" Alan called.

"Tell Fury that we don't need the medical attention now..."