Jaylex: A Marvel FanFiction

Prologue

~Jayden POV~

I'm going to die…
Was the first thing I said before I truly did live. Now I don't remember how this all began, or, very well that is. I personally tried to block it from my memory. I had woken up on a Sunday morning, I was looking forward to relaxing and enjoying my favorite TV show, but that didn't happen; nope.
So after being screamed at to properly dress myself, which I found ridiculous, I wandered into the security room of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, where The Bird was waiting. ‘The Bird’ is what I called Clint, my parental guardian. And before you go asking bitchy questions, I called him that because: one, I was thirteen, two, He's Clint. Yes the Clint Barton. Or more commonly known as Hawkeye. And I know what you're thinking, but Jayden, you're so lucky, your dad is an Avenger!  
Well you'd be wrong for two reasons. One being that he's not my biological father(more on that later), and having an Avenger as a guardian, isn't as fun as you'd think. I mean honestly, you can never get away with anything! Especially when you're being watched 24/7 by someone named Hawkeye! He literally sees all.
So anyway, naturally I thought I had seriously fucked up. Clint wanted to see me, never a good sign.
Immediately I was greeted with, “We need to talk.” in a rather nonchalant tone.
“Yeah,” I replied, my voice thick with sarcasm. “I kinda assumed that is why I'm here.”
He gave me a glare that clearly meant, shut the hell up you ungrateful swine. (Yes, he has said that to me before.)
So I decided to shut up and instead go all pouty on him, like the snotty brat I was back in the day.  
Clint began to ramble on about something, that I only tuned into when he mentioned another boy. Now this is when things began to get weird.(Yes because things aren't already weird.)
“We haven't gotten too much info out of him. He's rather shy. We-”
“Where did you say he is from?” I interrupted with a yawn.
Clint scrunched his brows together in annoyance. “Russian Mafia.”
If I had had water in my mouth, I definitely would've spit it in Clint’s face. “I'm sorry what?!” I choked. “You're kidding!” I looked through the one-way glass at the young boy sitting in the chair, adjacent to Natasha(another one of my guardians). He was way too young to be working for some group of terrorists. Right?
“No,” Clint replied, annoyed. “We found him just last night. He's cooperating, yes, but he's still rather nervous.”
“They kill people for fun, why is he here? Shouldn't the government deal with him?” I crossed my arms and glared at the boy. I probably wouldn't of been brave enough to do that if there hadn't been one-way glass.
“No, Jayden. This is a complicated thing, Alex-”
“His name is Alex?” I asked, although I didn't really care at the time.
“Yes. Now listen.” Clint sighed. “Alex, he is not Russian. He is English.”
“So?” I raised a brow, confused at what Clint was trying to get at.
“He is not one of them. He was forced to-”
Suddenly a voice echoed through the loudspeaker, drowning out Clint. The voice was half choked, as if he couldn't bring himself to say the words. It was filled with emotion, and sounded like he was about to break. “ YA nikogda ne khotel ubivat…”
After Alex's words had been translated to us by Natasha, I felt an emotion towards this boy I had only ever felt for myself. Pity.
The words he had said: “I never meant to kill…”
 

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A/N:

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