Clint knew something was wrong. Maybe it was the hairs that stood up on the back of his neck. Maybe it was because he woke up suddenly. Or maybe just maybe he just knew.
He slowly grabbed his bow and arrow that was tucked it beside him. (Yes Clint sleeps with his bow and arrows) He quietly got out of bed. As he walked his footsteps were quiet and careful. He was an assassin after all.
Clint opened his door with a slight creak. "DONT MOVE!" He yells pointing his bow and arrow in both directions. Only to see. There was no one there.
He lowered his bow, still on guard. "Hello?" He quietly said. That's when he heard it. A slight whisper. "help" Then a thud.
(Y/N)! Was his first and only thought. He ran to her room to make sure she was alright. But before he even reached it, he found her on the floor unconscious.
Clint gently reached down and picked up his sister. "(Y/N)." He tenderly tried to wake her. Slowly (Y/N) opened her eyes. "Cl-Clint? What happened?" She asked sleepily.
"I found you outside your door. (Y/N), what's the last thing you remember?"
"I got up for some water. I don't remember much else." She quietly pondered.
"Ok (Y/N)." He kissed her forehead. "We'll figure this out little sis."
(Y/N) felt safer then she had in a long time. Much more so then she had with him.
Him. Wait a second. "CLINT!" (Y/N) looked at her brother with fear.
"What is it?" He asked "I remember now. It was him Clint. He was there."
Her eyes began to fill up with tears. Clint knee she wasn't joking. Frantically he opened her bedroom door and placed her on the bed.
"STAY HERE!" He told her. He shut the door and locked it, grabbing his bow and arrow.
He hopped on the elevator and spoke "Basement level"
The elevator seemed to move at a snail like speed. SHIT SHIT SHIT.
Finally it stopped at the bottom floor and opening the doors wide open.
"You son of a bitch you better be in here."
Clint walked over to Starks cell. In the corner there was a man sitting. O thank god.
Wait. Where's Steve? It's his shift right...??
Clint ran to the cell and opened it. In the corner lay Steve. Beaten and blood
Slowly Steve lifted his head. "He's gone. St-stark is gone."
Well Shit.
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Tony Stark one shots
RandomIt's all in the title Mainly Tony but I'm willing to do a few other characters here and there💜 Requests open
