𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝐴𝑈 ♡𝐷𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜

I gasp and jolt back, stepping away from him. My soulmate just stands there with wide eyes and a surprised expression, I am guessing he was in shock. I can't really blame him because I was in shock as well. Looking at the two men approaching behind him I stiffen as recognize them as my mates', along with the raven head and dirty blonde. With the boys staring at me like I'm the best thing in the world I stare afraid. I slowly back away.

"Hey! It's okay! We won't hurt you." The dirty blonde says with a small smile. Breathing hard I heave for air as I start to back away.

"My love, calm down you have nothing-" and I take off in a sprint. Dashing away from my soulmates. I needed to get to my shaggy apartment as soon as I could, taking the fastest way I head for the escalators. As round a corner I turn and see if they are following me. Just as I predicted they sure are. Now worried that they would catch me I sprint down the slightly crowed escalators, pushing passed a lot of offended people, jumping off the last two steps. With the dirty blonde head on my heels and the other two no where to be seen, I run into a crowd trying to lose them.

Pushing past people and making my way to the exit, I see the dirty blonde struggling to keep up due to the crowd not letting him through. Smirking I head for the exits, thinking I out ran them I suddenly think, where the hell did the raven head one go? Like God answered my question himself the tall raven hair man appears in front of me with a charming smirk. I skid to a stop and mumble every curse under my breath.

"Oh you've got to be shitting me."

Gathering some weird energy he summons a gold like mist that warps around my wrist, like a hand cuff. I glare and try to pull at them seeing if they would come off, not succeeding I don't hesitate to try and throw myself out of the exit. Sadly my weak attempt to leave was destroyed when he quickly caught me by the waist.

A crowd gathers around to watch the former villain (who redeemed himself by fighting the war) handcuff a defenseless young girl. With cameras flashing and phones recording I kick and yell for him to let go. With his really tight hold I wasn't going no where, so I stop my yelling and give in by ceding my struggling.

My PTSD was not handling this situation really well, I felt my chest tighten again, almost like a sign of a panic attack. Not wanting to draw anymore attention to myself, I close my eyes and mumble quietly to myself, distracting myself from the situation I was stuck in.

The first mate I encountered comes in view with an iPhone, waving it around. "You are a little minx, you know that?" The guy holding me whispers in my ear. I could practically feel his smirk on his face and boy did I want to slap it off.

"Let me go!" I demand to them. The one in front of me smirks and walks closer, making his way past the still forming crowd.

"No way in hell, baby girl. Your ours." I glare start to struggle out of his grasp, managing to break out of his grasp I go to run passed the brown haired one but he is quick to grab my waist, twirling me around in a protective hold to face the man who was holding me previously.

These guys are fucking strong there is no way I can break out of his grasp. There's no way that I can get out of this. "It is alright everyone, we were here on a mission to retrieve this runaway. We will take her back to headquarters to our boss and she will be dealt with." Now if there was a 'beat the fuck up' button on his head, I would repeating press it. Now people on the internet are going to think I am some sort of criminal, which they aren't wrong but I was not a famous criminal until now. I hid those documents from the public eye.

People cheer and clap, congratulating the Avengers for getting the criminal. I glare at the noisy ass crowd and angrily look at the raven haired man who looked at me with a raised eye brow and a smirk.

Blondie comes running over to us out of breath. Huffing and puffing he puts his hands on his knees; trying to catch his breath. I look at his hands which are occupied with my shoes and clothes that I dropped.

"What happened to you Clint?" The one holding me asked. By now the crowd has disappeared and it was just us four.

"Had. To. Get. Her. Clothes." He heaves out. "Had to. Run. Across. The mall. To. Find. Them. Little. Boy Took. Them. From the. Floor. When she. Dropped. Them" The raven haired male strode over to Clint and strokes his hair in a comforting way.

"No one told you that you had to get them." Now yes I should be more thankful that he went around the mall to retrieve my clothes but to be fair this was his fault. If they didn't precede to try and chase me I wouldn't have dropped my clothes, trying to run from them.

As like my response was ignored by him the guy tightened his hold on my slightly. "I notified the rest on the situation, they are all ready and eager to meet her." Glaring I scoff and roll my eyes, turning their attention to me.

"Yeah fucking right. You guys can let me go and you can go back to your happy fucking lives. I don't need to be apart of it." Feeling their hurt and sadness I instantly want to apologies but this is for the better. No one will get hurt if I quickly try to ignore the bonds but the longer the bonds strengthens, the worse it'll hurt when I attempt to break it. So I'm really doing them a favor.

"You're not going anywhere." The guy holding me says in my ear. I can't help the slight blush that meets my cheeks as I turn away catching the eyes of blondie and raven, they smirk at me for getting so flustered so easily. I narrow my eyes at them and turn my head, not wanting to submit so easily.

"Well loves, as lovely as this is, we best be on our way back home." The raven says while looking at me.

"I said no asshole! Let me go." I glare daggers at him but instead of him being angered at my disrespect, he laughs.

"Oh it looks like we got a feisty little thing." The other two laugh in agreement and I roll my eyes with a dark blush on my cheeks. Clint comes over closer to me and grabs me from the other guy, he bends down and picks me up bridal style, catching my off guard. I squeal from surprise and wrap my arms around his neck, afraid that I would fall.

"Let me go!" I shout at them but they completely ignore me and walk me towards the car park. Getting desperate from trying to avoid being alone with males in a car ride I yell at them, almost pleading. "This is kidnapping! Put me down and I won't call the cops."

"Baby girl, we are not kidnapping you, we are simply just inviting you to our home for a nice long chat. And you wouldn't call the cops on us anyway, sweetheart." I froze.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I scream into the wall as a body presses harder into my back. Tears roll down my face as a hand travels harshly up my skirt. A chuckle erupted from the person on me. My hands were both restricted behind me by another set of hands and my face was pressed hard onto the wall.

Sobbing as his hand rips my underwear away I yell, "I will fucking call the cops on you if you don't let me go!" A laugh came from them.

"You wouldn't call the cops on us anyway sweetheart."

"You alright baby girl?" I didn't notice that we were already in the car, I must have completely spaced out. I find myself sitting on Clint's lap in a car with both of the others up in the front seats. Clint nudged me and looked at me with a concerning look. I blink back the tears, "Umm yeah. I'm fine." And we start to drive away.