It's been weeks for the Avengers to find Barney. Clint was refusing to eat, and Natasha began worrying...
"Tony, if we don't find Barney... Clint will die. He isn't eating; he looks sick," Natasha frowned.
"Calm down, Nat. We'll figure this out," Tony sighed.
Meanwhile...
"Well, you could try to eat something..." began Bruce.
"No!" Clint screamed.
"You'll get sick..."
"No! You liar!"
Bruce tried not to get mad, but it was easier said than done. Bruce walked out of Clint's room, "He's all yours," he mumbled, passing Wanda.
"Clint..." began Wanda.
"What do you want?" Clint began sniffing.
"I want to tell you a story."
"No! You lie! You said you'd find Barney!"
"This story is about a hero; his name was Hawkeye," began Wanda.
Clint settled down a bit, "Yeah?"
"He taught me to be brave and to have hope. When my brother... went to Heaven, Hawkeye was there for me. He taught me to never give up, to put trust in friends."
"He sounds like a good person."
"He was. He put his life on the line to save his family and his friends."
"Where is he now?"
"Some might say he's here right now."
Clint began smiling, "I want to be Hawkeye!"
"Trust me, Clint, you already are Hawkeye."
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Tiny Avenger I (Complete)
FanfictionWhat happens when Hawkeye is turned into a three year old? A gigantic disaster! Hawkeye has no memory of being a shield agent, fighting Ultron, or anything other than being an orphan. A mysterious man that was from Hydra can reverse the affect. Can...
