Wizarding Avengers *On Hold*

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CHAPTER THREE
CLINT, LOKI, AND THOR

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Waverly Iowa, Orphanage

"Watch it, Barton!"

Clint quickly regained his balance on the sidewalk before he fell face-first into the road, he looked back and saw his usual bully, Trent. The orphanage they stayed at decided to give them a field trip to the park and they were now on their way back. Of course, the idiot wouldn't just leave him alone, maybe he hoped Clint would fall in the road and a car would run him over, though no luck there.

"Why don't you watch it, Trent!" Clint snapped back straightening himself up again, he maneuvered himself to the side closest to the park, not really wanting to be roadkill today.

Trent tripped Clint before gripping him and slamming him into the small steel railing that trailed along the route they were taking. The two boys were some of the last children right at the back of the small crowd of orphans, so no one really noticed how Clint was being manhandled like a ragdoll.

"You want to say that again?" Trent sneered his face dangerously close to Clint's. Clint shoved him a step away and dropped an inch back to the ground.

"I'm not going to fight you, Trent. Just leave me alone," he sighed sounding absolutely exhausted by his daily tormentor.

His fist connected with Clint's face and sent him stumbling to the ground, he looked up at Trent and glared. His nose was bleeding and by the small grasp he had on it, it felt broken too. Clint's anger was rising by the second, but before he could get up and hit Trent back for mutilating his face the bully dropped to the ground writhing in pain.

Great! This always happened whenever Clint got too mad which was becoming more and more frequent thanks to this guy. He lost control and things either exploded or people landed up in mysterious pain. Clint looked away from Trent in hopes to stop whatever he was accidentally doing to him. It did. Thank you, Merlin.

"You!" a voice hissed from behind him. Clint looked back but didn't see anything as Trent scrambled to his feet and pushed past all the kids trying to make as much distance between him and Clint as he could.

"Are you a wizard?" the voice questioned and the next second Clint was being helped up by a mysterious boy the same age as him. He had shoulder-length black hair and emerald green eyes.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," Clint muttered trying his best to stop his nose from bleeding any more than it already had. "My brother is and my dad was, but he and my mom died a while ago," he explained and the boy nodded.

"Ugh, muggles," he muttered as he looked back at the kids from the orphanage before he gripped Clint by the shoulder and walked him in the opposite direction. "Come with me," was all he said and for some reason, Clint didn't argue, he just listened and followed.

They walked for a while in silence and before Clint knew it they were rounding all sorts of corners, he could no longer see the children from the Orphanage or the park they had just been in moments before. Barney was going to kill him! Wondering off with a stranger! Acting out with magic, even if by accident!

"Come along, Mother is the only one home, she'll fix your nose." The boy offered and Clint could tell he was amused by the situation for what reason, he had no idea. Nevertheless, Clint nodded and followed right behind the ravenette. They stopped in the heart of the city, where the townhouses were surrounded by lavish hotels and small shops.

"No need to look like that, Father isn't home," he informed Clint with a smirk. He told him not to be afraid, basically kidnapped him from the streets, and now he was smirking at Clint. Yeah, he was starting to get a tiny bit worried now.