𝐹𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 || 𝐾𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝐵𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑝 𝑥 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝙊𝙡𝙙 𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨

Black Widow Post Credit Scene 

It has been a few months since everyone came back...since Klaus died. Since the Taskmaster has been declared a Federal Criminal. Y/N was alone again. This time without parents or anyone to care for.

Y/N walked towards the graveyard where Klaus and Natasha were buried. He has tried to visit them every week, but with the line of work he is working. There was barely no time. Y/N carried flowers in his hand while looking at the beautiful scenery. 

Y/N walked past a tree and his eyes widen as he looked at someone he thought he would never see again. 

Yelena Belova was kneeling down and looking at Natasha's grave. Y/N looked at Yelena at a far and smiled a bit. Y/N was tempted to go over and talk to her, but he just can't. He can't make people care for him anymore. Because, they are good as dead if they do.

Another woman came up to Yelena and started a conversation with the Blonde Widow. Y/N hide behind a tree and used his super hearing to listen from behind the tree. 

"Maybe you want a shoot on who killed your sister?" 

The woman handed her a ipad containing a picture of Y/N in his Taskmaster suit. Yelena couldn't believe what she saw. Did her actual son killed her own mother? Yelena first shook her head. It was impossible, she knew Y/N. There was no way in hell that he could have killed her.

Then the reports of people dying across the world and Fatebringer A.K.A Taskmaster becoming a federal criminal came to her mind. It was possible. Y/N started walking away from the gravesite and towards his bike.

1 Year Later

"You are leaving again?" A red haired girl asked Y/N as she hugged his back. Nuzzling her head against his neck. "I thought you would stay for awhile.."

"My godfather wants me to come to New York." Y/N said as he turned around and looked at the girl who was 2 years younger then him. 

The girl frowned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I thought you said he thought you were dead?"

"Some people need to know I'm alive, Olive." Y/N wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and looked at her blue eyes. "I'll be back soon...If not then you know I'm dead." 

Olive giggles and shakes her head, "You always make it sound so dramatic.." She rests her head on his chest and sighed, "Just...come back alright?"

"Wow...You already in love with me? I thought this was a one time things." Y/N smirked and grabbed his bag. "I'll think about making this relationship serious." Y/N tipped his fedora and walked towards his bike.

"V, did you book my ticket?" Y/N asked his A.I that was now inside his head. 

"Indeed I did. Plane should be taking off around 10PM. You should be there by morning." 

"Great. Anyways you can log off for now. I'll call when I have use for you." Y/N said as he continued driving towards the airport. 

- - -

New York 

Y/N arrived in New York. The city he has dreaded to come back to.

"How about after we finish up with the funeral. We move somewhere else."

"Where do you have in mind?"

"How does New York sound? I remember you having a little crush on someone there." 

Tears started to form in his eyes but wiped them away. "Tears show weakness...you aren't weak. Stay strong. Don't cry." Y/N told himself as he rubbed his arm. 

Y/N then spotted Clint holding up a sign with the name, "F/N L/N" (F/N=Fake Name) 

"I see you got the memo." Y/N said as he started to walk in front of him.

"I did." Clint answered. He looked at Y/N and saw that he changed since the battle, his skin is almost pure white snow. His pale as fuck, his eyes covered with his sunglasses. "You...uh...changed."

"Yeah. It's normal." Y/N informed him as they walked out of the airport. "Where am I staying?" Y/N asked Clint.

"I thought you already rented a apartment." Clint said.

"Hell no." Y/N shook his head as a personal driver of Clint arrived and picked them up. Clint wasn't fond of having drivers, but he has been taking precautions. 

"How's the work?" Clint asked him.

"Good." Y/N answered briefly not wanting to get into detail. His work has been very gruesome for his enemies and him. They soon arrived at a hotel and they stepped out of the car and towards Clint's room.

"You can crash on the couch." 

"Great. Thanks." Y/N walked into the room and was greeted by little Nat. "Hey man! Miss me?" Nathaniel hugged him.

"I did!" They both broke the hug and greeted the rest of the Barton children. Y/N placed his things on the couch and put on some fake eyes. So they could look like his E/C eyes.

  

It was a late evening. The Barton family and Y/N were now in a theater watching the Rogers performance. Y/N didn't want to come, first, his PTSD about his parents death. Y/N was currently sitting right next to Clint's daughter, Lila. She looked at the play while Y/N looked at his phone.

"No phones Y/N." Clint said making him groan and place his phone inside his jacket. First he was forced to come to New York, somewhere he now hates. Now he is being forced to watch this stupid play. 

Y/N watched the play with little to no interest. Then she came up.

Natasha. 

Y/N looked at the person playing as Natasha and saw her dancing around the place. Y/N heart started to beat faster, his hands starting to sweat.

"Let me go." 

"I can't." Y/N stood up and started to walk away from the theater. Clint looked at his godson and was gonna go after him but Laila stopped him and told him to leave him alone.

Y/N walked out of the theater and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He opened it and grabbed one and placed it between his fingers. He grabbed his lighter and tried to lite his ciggy up but failed. He groaned and threw his lighter away in frustration. 

"I fucking hate this..." He muttered. 

 Y/N continued walking. He didn't know where to go at the moment, he just needed to be alone. The same damn words that haunt him keep playing in his mind, he could have saved her. He could have.

Y/N leaned his head against a wall and closed his eyes. Y/N let his head drop and was about to at least fall asleep.

"Y/N?" He looked up towards the person who had called his name. He saw Kate Bishop standing in front of him wearing a black suit. Y/N cheeks flushed and looked at her.

"K-Kate?" 

(Next chapter will be longer)