icarus ✧ endgame ✓

━━ chapter ten.

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗘𝗡
❝ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 ❞

MINHO WATCHED the last few days as the Avengers compound grew louder than its quiet self. Seeing Banner's trip to New Asgard turning out to be a success, until he learned what happened to Astrid and Thor. Everyone was finally on board with the mission however, two people were missing.

During the five years, Minho has been following Artemis and Clint's whereabouts, trying to reach out to the former. He hated how Artemis entertained the rampage Clint was unleashing in society. Killing was not the way. Natasha tried to ease Minho's raging mind, reassuring him that Artemis was doing this for one reason, to protect Clint.

Minho has known Artemis for several years ever since the male was sent by Clint to keep an eye on him after the events of Sokovia. He hated the idea of being watched but after Artemis became wrapped up in the ordeals of Avengers clash at Flughafen Leipzig-Halle airport in Germany, he helped the male keep a low profile.

Despite everything and seemingly knowing Artemis to an extent, Minho knew one thing. There was more to the crossbow wielder than he knows. Artemis was clearly hiding something. Minho wonders whether he would ever know.

His eyes leave the computer screen, rubbing the palms of his hands over his face in an exasperated motion. He sighed, blinking several times. He looks back as someone touches his shoulder. Natasha returned with a cup of coffee, handing one to the sleep deprived Minho.

"Thanks." Minho said, taking the cup of hot coffee. Sipping gently, the warm liquid run downs his throat as the caffeine finally kicks in in his system.

"I think it's time to intervene." Natasha said.

"Do you even think they would join us? Clint is not the same man he used to be." Minho added.

"I know but I have to give him the hope that helping us can bring back his family. He needs to know." Minho knew the guilt was eating away at Natasha. She couldn't bear to see her closest friends suffering in silence, using his pain as fuel to become a vigilante and become a ruthless killer.

"At the moment, they're currently in Tokyo." Minho informed her.

"Tokyo?" Natasha cocked her eyebrow in intrigue.

"He's trying to eliminate the Yakuza faction." Minho informed her.

"Well, we're going to Tokyo." Natasha sips heavily on her cup of coffee.

"Natasha. I know you said I should trust Artemis with what he's doing but these past five years, the actions Clint has been undertaking. He's taken it too far and the fact that Artemis who had been trained in the art of killing helped him continue this path of vengeance, what if there's no saving the both of them?" Minho asked. He was disappointed to know someone he managed to consider a good friend returned to a life of killing.