Archers of the Multiverse- Book One

Chapter 7- Hawkeye

The pain in his leg was not helping things.

Clint and Oliver were floating blindly in the land of darkness. They didn't know where they were going, but they knew they couldn't come back.

"My leg's gonna give out when we land." Clint told Oliver.

"I got your back." Oliver assured him. "Listen, Clint, I'm sorry ab-"

"Don't say her name." Clint muttered. "Just don't."

The parachute arrow began its final descent, and as Clint predicted, he collapsed as soon as he hit the floor.

"ThINgs aRe lOOkINg blEak fOr tHe TWo aRcHeRs." The Hood called from the darkness. "I gueSs tHIs is A bAd TiME to ANnouNce RoUnd THRee."

The archers could feel the Hood's presence fade.

"Round two was Hell. I can only imagine what will happen in Round three." Oliver observed.

"I don't know if I'll make it long enough to see." Clint noted, bitterly. "This hole in my leg is pretty bad."

Oliver activated one of his torch arrows, and placed it on the ground in order for the pair to have some visibility.

Ollie gave Clint an arrow to bite down on.

"This is going to hurt." 

'Great' Clint thought.

Instantly, he felt a searing pain in his leg, and he could only assume Oliver was using a firecracker arrow to sear his skin, and close the wound. Then, it stopped.

Clint's surroundings changed.

He was back in the white room.

"ClInToN FRanCis BarTOn." The Hood's figure appeared on the giant screen.

"Hey beautiful." Clint gritted his teeth, still suffering from his searing skin. "Is that a new mascara?"

"YoU aRe Here fOR YoUr PROGress rePoRt." The Hood states, staying on task.

'Well if it's anywhere near as bad as my S.H.I.E.L.D mission reports, then you and Nicholas J Fury can bond over how terrible I am."

"WhY dO yOU COntiNUE to JoKE, cLINton? i HaVE tAkEn yOUr lOvE frOM yOu, anD yOu stiLL doN't TAKe ThiS seriOUsLy!" The Hood seemed to be getting frustrated.

"Oh, I'm just setting up for the punchline!" Clint gave a sarcastic chuckle, before taking on a stone cold face. "I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch."

"Oh, ClInt," The Hood started. "I alWaYs WiN in The ENd. NoboDY EsCaPeS Me. NoT EVen 'ThE WOLverINE' or 'tHe INCrediblE HULk'. EvEryOne FALls tO mE."

"Speaking of which, are you ready to show me who you are? If I was able to take down Logan and Bruce, I definitely wouldn't be hiding."

"iN DUE tImE."  The Hood answered. "YoU'LL bE wITh mE SooN ENOugh."

Clint appeared back in the land of darkness.

"Huh, I never even got my progress report" He chuckled to himself. "Oliver?"

There was no answer.

"OLIVER??"

No sound, except for the most horrendous laugh Clint had ever heard, coming from someone who seemed to be about 5 feet in front of him.

"Looks like the joke's on you, archer! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"