The Avengers Book of Imagines

Clint | Unwanted

So this is my first Avenger/OC imagine, hope you enjoy!

(Also, thanks for over 100 reads!)

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I stood with my hands behind my back, as the lift slowly began to rise. Heart thumping in my chest, I tried to stay calm. But it wasn't easy when you were about to meet and become a part of the Avengers.

And you were late.

The doors slid open, and I stepped cautiously through.

The Avengers stood menacingly in a group, almost staring into my soul. I gulped and began walking towards them.

"Y/N! There you are, we were beginning to wonder if you were going to turn up at all." Phil, bless him, stepped up and gave me a big hug, which I gladly returned.

"Right Avengers, this is Y/N, your new recruit. Play nice, you don't want to see her in a bad mood." Bruce snorted while Natasha looked me over.

"So Y/N, why does Fury think you're so special?"

All of sudden every single eye in this room was on me, expecting an answer. But all I could do was shrug. I saw Tony roll his eyes out of the corner of my eye.

I could feel the sweat teeming down my forehead.

"Well nice to meet you Y/N, I'm Clint." The rest of the Avengers looked at Clint in surprise as he walked right up to me and stuck his hand out. I just looked at it. If only he knew. Eventually he lowered his hand down.

"Oh and one thing I forgot to mention, Y/N's not much of a talker." I turned to see Phil on his way to the elevator.

This was going to be torture.

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Four months.

Four months have passed and Clint is still the only Avenger that will look at me. It's been a quiet four months, and we hadn't actually been out on any missions, so the Avengers still didn't know.

They tried to get me trained up, but I refused, knowing I could take them all down in an instant if I wanted to. I barely talked, and only ever to Clint, when no one else was around.

He'd become my best friend, and for that I was extremely grateful, as he was always there to support me when I was feeling especially down.

"Attention all Avengers, please report to main debriefing room, repeat, all Avengers, please report to main debriefing room." I sighed, and marked my place on the book I was reading, before putting it down on my bed.

When I arrived at the debriefing room, Steve had already started explaining the problem.

"L/N," said Natasha flatly, "you're late." I mumbled an apology before slumping down next to Clint. He smiled apologetically as Steve started his explaining again.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Normally, I would have ignored it, but it was my mum, and she never called me.

"Sorry I have to take this." Everyone let out a sigh as I pressed answer and walked from the room.

"Mum, you alright?" I said as soon as we connected.

"I'm fine dear, just, don't come home this weekend, it's not safe." I frowned. Not safe? Home was as safe as it got for me.

"What do you mean not safe? Is everything alright?"

"I don't have time to explain Y/N, please just listen. Do not, under any circumstances, come home on Saturday. You understand?" I could hear crashing in the background as tears began to form in my eyes.