Y/N was the adopted child of Natasha Romanoff, when she died Clint Barton and his family became his legal guardians. Following in his mother's footsteps Y/n has been using what training Natasha bestowed upon him to help fight the crimes plaguing New...
Y/N was on top of the rooftop talking to Kate on a call.
"Matt wouldn't talk about Castle, I'm having to do things the old fashioned way." Y/N said as Kate thought about it.
"Well I'm working with FRIDAY to make a search algorithm. You've got some time to just patrol and stop a few street crimes while I'm looking for him." Kate said as Y/N nodded.
"Alright, I'll look into some other stuff around the city...love you babe." Y/N said causing Kate to smile.
"Love you too." Kate said as the call ended. Y/N jumped from the building and set off into the night.
Around three hours later Kate called again.
"Hey, you alright?" Y/N said as he was fighting the last of a group of thugs.
"Yeah, I got a lead. The Russian mob managed to kidnap someone fitting Castle's description an hour ago after he killed twelve of them, I've marked the car and I'm tracking it too." Kate said as Y/N finished the fight.
"I'll head there now then." Y/N said as Kate looked worried in the video call.
"Be careful, okay? These guys are big time shit. They mean business." Kate said in a concerned tone and Y/N knew what she was getting at, He's coming back after seven years of retirement, he's bound to be rusty and these weren't common thugs.
"I will be, trust me?"
"...always." Kate said as they ended the call.
Y/N was free-running across the city rooftops with his cape blowing in the wind. He eventually arrived at the location that the van had stopped at, he was on a building looking at a warehouse. He was calm and collected as he counted the hostiles, there were seven guards outside and likely to be at least twice as many inside the warehouse, he decided that stealth was the best approach.
As one guard walked off on his own he was looking out over the water and lit up a cigarette. As he took a pull on the cigarette he heard something move behind him, when he turned there was nothing, he looked around to check. He couldn't be too careful. When he rounded the corner he saw one of his allies pinned to a container while unconscious
"What the fuck?" The Mobster muttered under his breath as he went to use the radio all he could hear was static. He continued on and found another one of his allies hanging from a crane by their foot and they were also unconscious. Suddenly the thug heard something moving behind him, he turned to see the edge of a cape disappear around the corner, the thug thinking he had the advantage on his attacker smirked as he crept around the corner, he reached the corner just as a loud slam on the other side of the container came. When the thug rounded the corner he found one of his allies being electrocuted by a dart. He began to look around he could see all of the other guards were unconscious.
"Where the fuck is this person?"
"Right here." A voice whispered behind him, he turned and was about to scream as until he was knocked out and pinned by a widows bite net against the container.
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