Multi-fandom one shots

The target (Katelena)

Summary: Kate Bishop or now better known as Hawkeye, is contacted by Clint, for an extraction mission, who she doesn't ask but she's called in as backup, to take a shot if things don't go according to plan.

"So who is this person we're rescuing?" Kate asked from where she was sat, Clint stood in front of a ppt open on the screen behind him showing the information they had on this mission.

"There was a tip sent through to SHIELD," Clint informed, "We'll be handed the picture once we get there."

Kate frowned, "so we're going in blind?"

Clint nodded, "Precisely."

"Why am I on this?" She asked as Clint turned off the screen collecting his things, "if you're going to be taking on my mantle, I need to see if you're good enough."

Kate looked at him offended, "I took on kingpin, alone."

"And barely survived," Clint looked at her, Kate mumbled something under her breath, she stood up following Clint out of the room, "Be ready by 9, I'll come by and pick you up."

"Ay ay, Captian," Kate mock saluted him as he walked over to his car, headed towards hers, a dossier in her hand, containing all the details of this extraction.

Sitting inside her car, she opened the dossier.

The extraction would be taking place in a ballroom, the tip said that the rescuee would be present in a room back of the ballroom, for an exchange of some sort to a big crime lord, the high-ranking agent had important info that needed to be obtained.

Studying the blueprints of the ballroom and the location of all the agents stationed around the ballroom, Kate made a mental note of everything, she needed to be one step ahead of everything if she wanted Clint to trust her.

"Okay," she sighed, abandoning the dossier on the passenger seat, she started her car, she needed to get ready.

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Kate ran through the terrace of the hall, her feet quiet as the night, a mask around her face, her bow in hand, arrows ready to deploy, she slipped through an entrance in the terrace, successfully making it inside the ballroom, "I'm in," Kate quietly said in her ear piece, taking position.

She watched from the corner of her eye, as all the agents situated themselves on their set location, she spotted Clint entering the hall, he was the one who would get the picture handed to him in the hall and the location of the agent, the manpower was there to ensure the safety of the agent rescuing.

"All agents set," came a voice, Clint glanced up at Kate, she had opted for a suit with black lining more than her chosen purple one to blend in with the dark corner, she was only visible if people paid attention.

"Waiting on the package," Came clint's hushed voice, "stand by."

Kate scanned the room, it was packed with people, some dancing, some drinking by the bar others in a conversation with their friends, all of these people unaware of what was going to happen in the backroom of the ballroom,

Sighing she slid her mask off her face, she wasn't worried about anybody seeing her up there, it was hard to spot her in the corner, it was dirty too she noticed, "do these billionaires not hire cleaners?"

Clint snickered, "focus on the task, Bishop."

Kate sighed, she had a genuine question and nobody answered, everybody was so serious on mission, that is the main aspect of stealth she face palmed softly.

Getting back on task she scanned the room, she analysed everyone, as much as she could, when her eyes fell on the back of the ballroom.

"What the..." she trailed off, quietly moving to her right to get a better vantage point, the guard that was stood at the back had suddenly disappeared, she sweared she saw him there a minute ago.