Spider-man: Christmas with Two Hawks

Crashing Christmas

Night covered New York once again and the final countdown before the big day began. Parents were tucking their children into bed, telling them that they had to be asleep for Santa to come. Those who were unburdened by the responsibilities of parenthood were celebrating to their heart's content. Red, green, white and yellow lights shielded the streets from the darkness and those who normally could not afford a roof over their heads were offered protection from the cold.

And at the Rockefeller Centre, our heroes prepared for war.

Clint and Kate marched into the main room where the charity party was taking place, with Clint dressed in a standard black suit and tie and Kate dressed in a sparkling black dress. They ignored all of the rich guests around them, their focus directed purely on the mission at hand. They scanned the room, searching for the package.

"I don't see my Mom yet," Kate stated, squinting her eyes to search everyone there.

Clint was unfazed by this, immediately moving to the next step, "Why don't you tell me what you do see?"

If Kate was serious about becoming a superhero, and she clearly was, then these were the sort of things that she needed to be aware of. She needed to keep a constant vigilance and be always aware of the tools at her disposal as well as every obstacle to her goal, no matter how minor.

Kate hummed, her eyes searching the room once again, this time focusing on what Clint told her to.

"Hmmm. Threats? That guy," she casually gestures to a man complaining to a waiter, "That's Gary. He fired me from one of the only jobs I ever had."

'There's definitely a story there.' Clint thought.

Kate continued, "Assets? Well, we have those all over the party."

The pair smirked at each other and quickly looked around the party for a third time, pinpointing the locations of their new friends. The LARPers were all over the place, all of them disguised as workers and ready for action. It took a lot of convincing but Clint eventually agreed to let them tag along. After all, some of these guys were cops so they probably knew what they were doing.

"And let's not forget about our Guardian Angel in the sky," she added, her smirk shifting to a much softer smile.

"Aww. I'm touched that you hold me in such high regard, Kate." a voice crackled through the comms, "Although I think you should drop the angel bit. That title clearly belongs to you."

Kate barely held back a giggle while Clint rolled his eyes in annoyance. The way that the vigilante kept switching from being unable to say a word to his protégé and running away to casually flirting with her was more annoying than the flirting itself.

'Just pick a fucking lane, you guys.'

"Alright Webs, what do you see."

"Nothing good, Robin Hood." Spider-Man stated, dipping into an alley between two buildings that were part of the perimeter around the Rockefeller Centre, the lenses of his mask narrowing as his new HUD zoomed in on the streets below him, "The Tracksuits are here. They seem to be surrounding you guys. They aren't taking any chances."

"Can you intercept them?" Clint asked.

Spidey shook his head, "There's too many of them. The moment I try anything, their buddies will be alerted. Luckily for us, they only just arrived. They probably won't make a move until Ms Bishop is spotted."

"Keep your eye on them and the entrance. For all we know, Elanor hasn't arrived yet."

"You got it, Hawkeye."

Back at the party, Kate spotted someone else who she recognised. Someone she definitely didn't expect to see here.

"Wow. Jack's out of jail already," Kate said with a chuckle, her respect for the man growing slightly, "Nothing fazes that guy."