Secrets And A Spider

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I groaned as I was thrown to the sewers aside Clint. "Get up, Clint. Get up, come on." I pleaded, as he lay on the floor. "You good?" He asked as soon as he was able to get up. "Seriously? I had my suit, are you good?" I responded.
"Seriously, your dad will have my head if you're not good." I sighed, nodding, before following him to look around. That's when he bent down, picking something up from the rubble. "Great." Clint sighed, turning to me with our gauntlet in hand. "That's karma for kicking it." I teased, causing him to roll his eyes. That's when we heard a growl from behind us. "Please tell me you're really hungry." I begged, as he drew an arrow and turned, firing it off and giving me my answer. No. He was definitely not hungry. "Go. Go. Go!" Clint pushed me forwards, sheathing his bow and holding the gauntlet tighter.

"Tuesday, show me something!" I shouted, attempting to activate my skates and failing as we turned another corner. "Multiple systems were damaged in the fall." She informed.
"Then get us through to someone!" I looked at Clint as we ran, firing a small rocket backwards and hearing a screech. "Keep going!" He shouted to me, using arrow after arrow to cause more damage. "What was I gonna do? Go say hi?!" I responded, getting nothing in return as we continued on. "Opening ahead. Rockets functional."
"That'll do, T" I smiled, before looking at the map she laid out. "Clint, be ready to ascend!" I told him as we neared the opening. "Got it, just tell me when." He nodded. I took a deep breath, running faster. "Now!" As soon as the words left my mouth he shot an arrow back at them, grappling up, and I flew, firing rockets down below us. The creatures remaining followed, but Clint was quick to push me aside, using his sword to kill them as I hugged him to the top.

When I eventually looked around, I saw Nebula standing there and removed my helmet. "Oh, hey...we know you." Clint mumbled as he caught his breath, allowing her to take the gauntlet. "Oh, thank god we did it." I smiled across at Clint, who nodded back, checking me over. "Father. I have the stones." My smile faded, and Clint looked back up at her. "What?!" That's when another nebula and a green woman, I assumed Gamora, turned the corner. "Stop." Gamora demanded, fun drawn, as did the first nebula. "You're betraying us?" She questioned.
"You don't have to do this." The second said as Clint and I backed up. "I am... this."

"Riley. Riley, please, please tell me you can hear me."
"Dad?! I'm alright! I'm with Clint. I'm okay." I smiled as I heard his voice and Clint squeezed my hand, "go. I'll take care of things down here." He said.
"Have you got eyes on the gauntlet?"
"Yeah, we've got it." I responded to my dad, staring at Clint. "Are you sure?"
"Go." He nodded.
"Don't you dare die on me, okay?" I demanded.
"Straight back at you, Little missy." He replied, and I wrapped my arms around him. "For Nat." I whispered, before pulling back. "For Nat." He repeated. I nodded, flipping my helmet on before turning down a corridor. "Tuesday, take me to my dad's suit. Dad, I'm on my way." I got no response. "Dad? Dad, can you hear me? Dad! Tuesday, what's going on."
"He's unconscious."
"Full Speed." I ordered, looking up as we broke through the rubble, only to see Thanos fighting Thor cap and my dad below.

I instantly flew down to him, knelling at his side. "Dad, wake up! Get up!" I screamed, shaking him. "Friday, get him up." I ordered, looking back as Thanos pinned Thor with stormbreaker. "Shit. Dad, come on..." I looked between him and my dad, "I'm gonna get in so much shit for this." I stood up, facing the Titan, ready to fight when Mjølnir knocked him back, before returning to...Steve. "I knew it!" Thor cheered, as I did the same, Captain America was as worthy as a god. I turned back to my dad and beginning to help him up. "Friday, activate nanite support and seal any wounds." I instructed, watching the suit shift to work. "Tuesday, get a shield around us." I added, watching Thor and Steve get knocked down and thanos turning to look at us. He walked over, the blue haze surrounding my dad and I. "You promised to spare him." I hissed, "to spare me, so don't you dare!" He smirked.
"You can't do much against me, little one. You're not threat." With those words, he turned away and I spotted Steve struggling to a stand not too far away.