It was a cool March morning.
Clint was sitting at the outdoor seats of a cafe with a cup of latte flipping through some school brochures.
"Mr Barton."
Clint looked up and came face to face with a bald, dark skinned man wearing sunglasses. His expression was unreadable and there was something about his black outfit that spoke of authority.
Then from behind the tall man's back popped out another man. He had sandy blond hair combed back neatly and wore a smile. He looked friendly, compared to his stern-looking comrade.
"Good morning, Clint." The second man said cheerfully and pulled out a chair for the man in sunglasses before sitting down himself.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" Clint asked suspiciously.
"Oh, we know more about you than just your name, Mr Barton. I'm Nick Fury, but most people call me Director." The man in sunglasses said with an air of superiority. His words seem heavy with intent.
Clint eyed him warily. Director? Is he from some film company or something?
"Now, you must be wondering why we're here. To put it simply, we want you to join us." Nick Fury said while clasping his hands together on the table top.
"Join you? What are you anyway? Some film company or something? I think I have the right to know what I'm joining." Clint asked a little exasperated at the beat-about-the-bush style of the conversation.
Nick Fury chuckled lowly.
"Tell him, Coulson."
"We are part of an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D, which stands for Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division." The man called Coulson revealed proudly, feeling accomplished at how the long string of words rolled off his tongue coherently and smoothly. This was the result of years of practice.
Clint raised an eyebrow, trying hard to comprehend the convoluted expression thrown at him.
"In short, we are a peacekeeping and spy agency. A top secret one at that." Coulson added, seeing Clint's confusion.
"Then what do I have to do with this?This isn't some kind of threat, is it?" Clint looked towards the more friendly man, Coulson.
He smiled and shook his head in assurance.
"That's where you come in, Clint. Our world is filled with those that break laws and present themselves as imminent threats to society. S.H.I.E.L.D recognizes your skill in archery, and you could come in handy as an agent." Nick Fury explained.
"Wait...you and your organization have been stalking me?!" Clint asked, a little angry this time.
"We don't call it stalking, Clint. It's more of important and useful watching." Coulson said.
"We were at the State Championship."
"How do you expect me to trust you? How do I know you're not the bad guys? Whatever it is, I'm not interested in your recruitment drive." Clint said in finality, loosening the brakes of his wheelchair and backing away.
He was already on the pavement when Nick Fury spoke again, his tone a little triumphant.
"We know all about your girlfriend too. Natasha Romanoff, Russian. You two met in elementary school. She used to have chronic heart disease, but has recovered after a heart transplant." He paused and waited for Clint's response.
Clint turned around and headed back to the table.
"Are you threatening me? If so, I'm calling the police." He narrowed his eyes at Nick Fury.
"No need to go to all that trouble, Clint. What we want is simple, for you to join us in our worthy cause." Coulson spoke amicably.
"And you think you can just leave after we've told you confidential information?" Nick Fury smirked, leaning back in his seat with crossed arms, and Clint saw Coulson look at him with a tinge of disdain at how he was probably making the situation worse. They now sounded like the mafia.
Clint gripped onto the handles of his wheelchair and thought hard. He was in a difficult situation and didn't know what to do. There were stakes involved - Natasha.
There was a tense silence as the men watched him from their seats.
Then Nick Fury decided to speak up again.
"Besides, we can fix your legs."
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