Ain't No Damsel In Distress (ReaderxClint) ✔

Chapter Eleven

"You undersestimate me old man"

"Give me your best Twerp"

You lunged at him, throwing your elbow at his chest and sending him back a frew feet in the ring. Blowing your hair out of your face you stood ready bouncing on your toes and arms gaurding your upper section. He raised his head, gaining his compusute before a challenging grin formed on his face.

"That all? Giving you free shot here...come on pin me" he taunted and even the on-watchers didnt expect what was to come.

You smiled breathlessly, you had been at this for awhile now...trying to pin him down. You were holding back. However, he had just said the words that made you pull back your mercy and he was now going to regret his words.

So you lunged foward once more, he held a look as if he knew it all but his eyes widened when your body shifted and he realised you were trying something different.

You wrapped your legs around his neck, choking him as you tensed your muscles. The on-lookers expected you to grab his arm and bring him to the floor like Nat would but you took a diffetent approach. With your legs still wrapped around your opponents neck, you shifted so you were now on the position of sitting on his shoulders. Falling back, you dug the heels of your feet into his throat and they all watched amazed as your opponent fell to the ground.

You just rolled of him, standing with a huff as you caught your breathe.

"I win Buck!" You exclaimed in a tired yet peppy voice whilst taking his metal arm and helping him up.

"Yeah...you win" he groaned out as he went to grab his water bottle.

"What the hell was that move!? Cause I wanna learn it!" Nat stated as she moved towards you.

"Half S.H.I.E.L.D and half Hydra movements combined into one, since I trained under both I combine them all the time."

"You are teaching me that" she replied firmly before taking her seat back by Steve.

"Who's next?" You questioned, the challenge lingering in the air.
"Cap?" You turned to him, a mischevious smirk on your face as he stood with a sigh.

"Lets go then"

With Clint counting you both in it was near close that Steve had already landed a hit. Throwing a right hooked punch to your jaw you jumped back, a look of fright on your face for a moment before a look of determination replaced it. You would win! So as he came at you with another punch you slide past him beneath his legs and in the process grabbed his legs in hopes of tripping him. However, he simply back flipped when you slipped his feet therefore him landing perfectly.

You huffed in frustration like a child as Steve held an amused look. He knew he was a challenge and he knew you knew that you would face great trouble defeating him. He was Captain Frickin' American for cryin' out loud!

Your loose hairs that had fell from your pony tail clung to your face from sweat and your cheeks were growing red and hot. Your black shorts and black tank top were doing no good for heat but atleast your trainers werent hurting.

"Shit, if I cant beat you in the ring atleast I beat you in the ball pit" you panted out before throwing a left hooked punch that he dodged before replying with his own jab to your back that would certainly leave a mark.

You bit back a hiss of pain as you now knew things were getting serious. Cap held a determined look and you mirrored it as you each threw different attacks and dodged. He threw a kick to your stomach which sent you doubling over in pain and everyone seemed more than ready to stop this fight and call it. You however refused to give up!

"T-This is...nothing...I-I have had...worse" you words came out breatless and pained as they faded and you slowly stood.

Your arms were shakily raised before your midsection and you looked like you were ready to pass out any moment. That wasnt going to happen though...not on your watch. Losing was not in your blood.

So you pounced at him. Hands on his neck as you flipped over him and whilst mid air kicked at his tail bone. This sent him dropping to the floor and you landing on his back. Pulling his arms behind him you pinned him and victory was yours.

Your grinned breathlessly black dots filled your eyes and your vision went hazed. Your body went heavy with fatigue and your muscles couldnt take the stress anynore.

You passed out, but still held victory against Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers.