the hawk and the sparrow (-clint-)

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Sparrow's back was pressed to the wall. She took a deep breath, John had nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard she would be going to France for a mission for SHIELD with a close friend and fellow agent, Clint Barton, or Hawkeye. He had nearly prohibited her to go, but she had told him that it was her job and she had to go and that not everyone knew her past, he was just lucky enough to know. She had joked about it to cheer him up, but that uneasiness never left his eyes and that frown kept his lips turned down.

However, now here she was with that ominous, foreboding sense lingering in the air around her and creating a thin sheen of sweat across her palms. She repeated clenched and unclenced her clammy palms, a sudden draft of chilled air rushing up on her, a tremble speeding down her spine. Her waves of honeysuckle were drawn up in a bun, her sapphire blue eyes thick with unease as she spotted Clint's figure upon a nearby rooftop, probably waiting for her to make her move on their target.

She took a deep breath and pulled the chain from beneath her suit. She fingered her wedding ring and brought it to her lips. She didn't realize her com link was recording all she said when she murmured, "If I don't make it through this...know that I'll love you forever and always John..." She let the chain drop and looked at her wedding ring and the two rings of her parents before tucking it away inside her suit to keep them safe. If she lost them she didn't know what she'd do.

Amelia Blake closed her eyes, pictured her husband and her daughter and then spun around the corner, taking their target's not so friendly pursuers on with a strength that only one trained for years could have. She twisted, throwing her fist back into one out of the seven men's face, his nose cracking beneath her half covered knuckles, splatters of blood coating the sharp bones of her knuckles as she curved out of the way of an oncoming bullet. She crouched and swept her leg out as she spun. A man crashed to the ground when her leg caught the unsuspecting well-built and athletic Englishman in the knees.

[Clint Barton]

Standing on a rooftop located in France,Clint was on a mission for SHIELD with Amelia Blake, a fellow agent and a good friend of his. He was holding his bow in his one hand ,arrows on his back ready to be hitting targets. He just had to wait for the right signal coming from Amelia as she was making the first move on this. So far Clint knew they were up against seven men,one of them was their target. He was standing close by the edge of the rooftop to get a closer look to see if he could spot Amelia, but it didn`t take long before he realized that Amelia had made her move on their target.

Hawkeye pulled out an arrow, prepared his bow and made the arrow ready to fly. He spotted the men and Amelia beating the crap out of them. He had a slight grin on his face ,so confident. Clint shot the arrow as he had one of the men in his sight ,watching it fly so fast and hit him in the back. The man fell to the ground instantly. Clint kept the arrows coming,two more of the men dropping down to the ground with arrows pierced through them.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

we were born to be fighters

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Sparrow grinned as Hawkeye's arrows began to rain down upon her and the seven men. She liked Clint, he was a good man, a loyal soldier and a fierce friend. She believed in him and often found herself going to him for answers when she had none. She trusted him with her life, trust like that was a strange thing for Amelia. Ever since Sully her trust hadn't been given freely, but Clinton Barton was an honest man and deserved nothing less then Amelia's full trust.

Her fist came up, colliding with a heavy jaw. She kicked out, her foot slamming into the shin of one man, Clint's arrow taking him down. "Good hit Hawk," she told him through the com link, a small grin set upon her bruised face complete with a bleeding lip and a gash running the length of her face, from her hairline to the base of her jaw. She was lucky, it hadn't gone through or across her eye. However the next injury she would suffer could just be fatal...

Amelia twisted to avoid getting punched in the side, one that could be fatal. However as she twisted, she also ran straight into another man, knocking him slightly off balance. An arrow that was headed for his chest went right through her back and out her chest, puncturing her lung. Amelia knew that Clint hadn't meant to hit her, she had just moved and bang, it had impaled her. She didn't blame the Hawk even in the slightest. She felt the blood leaking down her front and her back staining her SHIELD uniform a darker color. Had she been able to she'd have cried out, instead a look of pain just crossed her face and she had to push away to oncoming darkness as her weakened body struggled to keep up with the adrenaline coursing through her veins, but even that was slowly loosing its effect on Sparrow.

A wince slammed into her body as she moved, her knife cutting deep into a man's stomach. She felt herself shoved as the man they were to collect for a member of the SHIELD team pushed her out of the way of a fist. His lightning fast reflexes caught the hand and twisted it. However the slam had caused Amelia to slam into a nearby wall. She surrendered to the darkness and murmured into her com link to Clint, "Promise you'll tell John...forever and always..." Her voice had been broken, full of pain as her eyes closed and she slid down the wall, landing in a slouched heap, blood trickling from her slightly parted lips.

[Clint Barton]

Hawkeye kept an eye out to see if there weren`t any other people who would arrive. As the arrows flew and hit their targets,he watched Amelia kicking some more ass, and she was great at it. Clint considered Amelia as his best friend. They had grown close as friends over the years as fellow agents. He cared alot about her and didn`t want anything bad to happen to her, and he had made a promise to her husband John to not let anything happen to her.


He grinned at her comment,"Thanks Sparrow, not doing so bad yourself " he said to her and smiled some,but the smile faded fast as he saw the next thing happen. Something went wrong, one of the arrows going for the target had hit Amelia ,and went through her back and out her chest. He watched her being slammed into a wall by the man. "Nooo!Amelia!" Hawkeye screamed out and moved fast. He made a fast run and jumped through one of the windows, the glass breaking into pieces as his body went through it,landing on the floor groaning. It took a minute or two for Hawkeye to get off the floor ,searching the room for Amelia until he spotted her by the wall.

Clint ran fast over to her and checked her wound out. He looked at Amelia. "No no don`t do this..you`re gonna be fine Amelia " Clint said with a shaken voice. He called for backup through the com link for the others to come and get her fast. Hawkeye felt bad instantly for letting this happen to her. He couldn`t let her die. "Hey Amelia, you`re gonna be fine,just hang in there" he said and held his friend in his arms. He was not gonna let her die.

"What have i done.." Clint said silently to himself.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

we were born to be fighters

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When he had replied to her comment she had smiled, but that was before she had been impaled with his arrow. He was there, at her side, suddenly, her weakening body in his arms. She coughed, blood trickling from her mouth. She managed to force her eyes open. "C-c-cli-clint y-yo-you di-didn't me-mea-mean t-t-to...It is-isn't y-yo-your f-f-fault..." She stuttered her pretty sapphire blue eyes overcome with that horrid pain.

She cried out as she moved, screwing her face up into a grimace. A tear drifted down her face, but it wasn't for her. It was for Clint because she knew he felt horrible. It was for John because she didn't know if she'd see him again. It was for Alyss because she didn't know if she'd see her daughter grow up. It was for her father because she knew what sadness her death would cause him. But it wasn't for the pain, oh no, Amelia had stopped sobbing over the pain a long time ago...but perhaps...just a little bit of that tear was directed towards the pain that immersed her body.

She whispered to Clint to tell John that she loved him as her heart failed her, the arrow had cut close to it. Her breath faltered and one last sigh slid past her bloodied lips as her body relaxed and went limp in his arms, her hand hitting the floor with a dull sound. The blood still spilled from the wound, standing out against the pallid white of her skin, that sickly pale color that no one wanted to see on a friend.

Amelia was...dead...or was she...? Was she still fighting to come back? But to any passer by...to Clint...she was dead...gone...

[Clint Barton]

This was a moment Clint never wanted to experience,holding his wounded friend and fellow agent ,bleeding and close to dying in his arms. He hated seeing Amelia like this. He looked down at her as she stuttered out the words. "Shh..don`t..you don`t have to protect me " Clint said to her and blinked the tears in his eyes away. He knew that this was his fault.


Clint tried to make Amelia lay as comfortably as he could in his arms to make her feel less pain. He sat still, didn`t want to make a single movement. He had no idea how he would be able to explain this to John. He noticed and watched Amelia`s body getting weaker and her skin getting more pale. This was not a good day at all.

He looked at her as he heard her whisper. Clint just nodded in silence,more tears falling down his cheeks. As her body showed no more sign of life, laying still in Clint`s arms he knew that there wasn`t much more for him to do. "Nooo ,god no Amelia " Clint cried out.


The tears slid down his cheeks,it was too painful for him to watch Amelia like this. He had lost his close friend. "I`m so sorry..so sorry Amelia " Clint said between the sobbing.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

we were born to be fighters

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Before all life had faded from her body Amelia had murmured, in response to his words, "Li-listen t-to m-me Cl-Clint...y-you d-did n-not d-do t-th-this." At the sight of his tears she had moved a trembled hand to his cheek in attempt to brush them away, but that had been when her heart failed her and it smacked against the ground with a dull sound.

Now here she was, bleeding in his arms while another part of her wandered endless halls of blackness. She could heard his voice, echoing through her head trying to pull her back to the world of those living. She reached for him, trying to catch hold of his hand, but her hand caught nothing but the empty darkness around her. She needed to get back, she had to. She needed to get back to John, to Alyss. She couldn't leave Clint in such a state, blaming himself for her death. But everything failed Amelia, there was nothing to grab hold of only painful darkness.

She could hear the sobs in his voice as it echoed throughout the dark world. This isn't your fault Clint... she thought. Everything happens for a reason...and obviously this must have a reason...I'm sorry...John...Alyss...Clint...Dad...All of you...I'm dreadfully sorry... She wondered if she'd forever be lost in this darkness...

[Clint Barton]

Clint just sat there in the silence, with her body resting in his arms. This was the worst day Clint had ever been through. It just didn`t seem real to him anymore. Now she was gone,Amelia was really gone. He wiped his tears and looked at her body,then at her face.

After a while the people came to get them. They removed Amelia`s body from Clint`s arms. He didn`t really want to let go of her,but what choice did he have. He couldn`t hold onto her anymore. Clint walked away in anger. He got inside the helicopter,didn`t speak a word during the whole trip back. More tears fell down his cheeks. As they landed ontop of the roof,Clint moved into the back. "Guys i just need a moment here..alone" he said to the others. He took a seat and sat next to Amelia`s body. He turned and slammed his fist into the hard wall of the helicopter.His Knockles bruised and bloody.

Clint walked out the helicopter after a while and stood by the edge of the rooftop, looking out at the city.

[Amelia Raven Blake]

we were born to be fighters

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Suddenly the darkness around her cleared. She could see. However she couldn't feel...couldn't smell... She wasn't breathing. Her heart was still. She looked down at herself, she was just as she had been but there was something dreadfully wrong... With sickening realization she knew what she had become. She could see Clint and she said his name, she was surprised she had voice. But her voice was faint, a breath tickling the air not at all her own. She didn't know if he could hear her, but she knew that he was hurting. He blamed himself and she didn't blame him at all.

She glided to a stray rock and wondered if her hands could pick it up. Remarkably she was able. She wrote on the roof, Clint...I don't blame you. It wasn't your fault. Just promise me you'll tell John and Alyss that I love them. She dropped the rock and looked at him, moving to place a hand on his shoulder.

The hawk and the sparrow

[Clint Barton]

Clint clenched his right fist tightly as he was standing by the edge still looking around. He sighed and turned as he felt like something was touching his shoulder. He frowned as he couldn`t see anything or anyone standing behind him,he thought maybe it was just the wind who was just a bit stronger up here. As he was ready to leave the roof, he looked down at the ground and stopped as he saw some writing on the ground. He blinked ,read what was written and saw a rock laying close by it as well.

A small smile appeared on his face after reading. He looked around, "You know i will tell them that Amelia..i promised you that" Clint said out loud before he left the roof. It was time to go and tell John and Alyss the bad news,but also what Amelia told him to tell them.

(Time to end it now ? )