Clint In The Gang (Complete story)

Part 11: Blood Doesn't Always Come First

Everyone in the room pointed their guns at each other. Your heart started pounding against your chest before you looked to your brother with horror "I am your blood! Family comes first! You already have your own gang back home! Why?" A grin formed on his face "It was only time before it happened. You know nothing of how to run a gang properly. But I do and with the help of the Avengers, I will rule the underworld of New York and Russia." "The Avengers? So was Hawkeye in on this?" You asked as the tension in the room grew "No. He was only here for intel to take you down but it seems he's forgotten his original motive." Oh no. What is about to happen to Clint? Did you just send him off with your men or Daniel's?

Clint was being escorted to the back of the warehouse but not without a fight. They struggle to get him out before throwing him to the ground not too far from the door. In cuffs now, he struggles to get up and face his adversaries. Only when he does, the small man pulls a gun out on the tall man "What are you..?" The tall man sputters out before the smaller man shoots him point-blank in the head. His lifeless body drops to the ground with the concrete splashed with crimson red. The barrel of the gun turns to Clint "Daniel sends his thanks. Without your help, he wouldn't have been able to easily kill (y/n)." Clint looked wildly at him as fear started to creep into his throat. The man moves to shoot him but Clint is first to react.

Sliding out of the way, Clint clears the bullet before taking him down Using the keys in the dead man's pockets, he freed himself from his cuffs. With his adrenaline rushing to his head, he moves quickly to a flight of emergency steps outside of the building. Digging with his hands quickly, they plunge into an unsuspecting pile of rocks before pulling out his bow and arrows. Throwing his quiver over him, he pulls an arrow from it before going back into the warehouse. You were out of ideas and had nowhere to run. All now was the wait to see who would fire first. The door burst open causing everyone to open fire on each other. Daniel looks from you to the door, not expecting something like this to happen. Most of your men in the room had shot each other dead or we're too injured to do anything. Leaving a mess of blood for Clint to walk through.

The only ones standing now were him, you and Daniel. You were no use at this moment without any weapon. Your only hope was Clint. God, you hated being helpless. Clint pointed an arrow at Daniel "Step away from (y/n) slowly and put down your gun. The Avengers will be here any minute." Daniel smirked before turning the gun from Clint to you "Two can play at this game."

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