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Clint roughly threw his back against another tree. He took one or two breaths, pulled an arrow from his back and notched it. Before he could turn and fire a large green blur slammed down in front of him sending dirt and snow everywhere and knocking him over. The blur roared and charged the small stone dome Clint had been taking aim at, going right through it like paper. Clint gave a sigh and slapped some of the dirt from his arms and hair “I think he got him” Clint looked up to see Wade in his usual red and black outfit with an outstretched hand. Clint grabbed it and lifted himself up with a groan “Yeah, I think so.”
“It’s honestly not his fault, you should have called it.”
“He can have it” Clint said pointing towards a small hole in the side of a wall “I think we’ll find more in there.”
Clint and Wade jogged towards the opening as the sounds of roaring and explosions continued behind them. Once inside the hold they came to a stop at a large wooden door. Wade moved to inspect the door while Clint stopped and looked behind them, he shivered a bit and made a small sound. Wade turned his head slightly as he investigated the door “You probably shoulda worn more than that one shirt you own.”
“This is the uniform I always wear.”
“Yeah, that’s a whole other problem we should talk about though.”
“Whatever you say sweetie” Clint said sarcastically.
“Oh please, I’m your mother not your boyfriend.”
Becoming annoyed with the door Wade took two steps back and reached for a shotgun he had holstered on his back. He shot the lock twice sending sparks and splinters everywhere, the door swung open slowly in defeat. Clint rolled his eyes and stepped through the damaged doorway, he tapped his ear and heard a distinct crackle as his earpiece came to life “Cap, we found a way into the facility.”
“Copy” Rogers responded between grunts and the noisy background “Anyone who can make it, go assist Barton!”
“Actually, I think Wade and I have it…” before Clint could finish there was an explosion down the hall and the sound of people screaming and shooting “covered.”
Both Hawkeye and Deadpool ran down the hall towards the growing sounds of fighting. When they reached the end of the long gray stone hall, they were nearly knocked over by a large yellow blur flying by them. Wade went to check on the blur and Clint turned his attention back to the rest of the room. It was a large brightly lit room with a high ceiling and Tony Stark was taking advantage of it as he hovered above the dozen or so soldiers blasting at him with laser rifles. Each solider was dressed in bright yellow with bits of black here and there, they almost looked like beekeepers. Clint watched as one blast caught Tony in the shoulder causing him to lose control slightly; without looking away Clint pulled an arrow from his quiver and fired it into a group of the yellow attackers. After it had landed in the ground around them the arrow exploded leaving a everyone nearby discombobulated; Clint tossed his bow into his other hand and ran at the group kicking one in the back and swinging in the bottom of his bow into the cylindrical helmet of another. The other two were seemingly pulled away by the force of two blue blasts. Clint heard the sound of Tony’s repulsers discharging and turned to see him walking up; the blast had left part of his shoulder singed but the rest of the red and gold suit looked immaculate “Someone call for backup?”
“I specially didn’t, Wade and I have got this handled.”
Tony crossed his arms and tilted his head to look past Barton “Yeah, it sure looks like it.”
Clint turned to see Wade fishing through the pockets of one of the soldiers. Barton felt his face warm in embarrassment, behind him, Tony turned away “I’m gonna do a scan of the room, you better check on Gollum over there.”
With a groan Clint walked back over to Deadpool, kicking a soldier reaching for his gun as he went. Once he reached Wade, he could hear him grumbling “Having fun?”
Not looking up at Barton Wade piped up “Yeah sorry, you looked like you had it handled I was just looking for something.”
“Is it the one ring to rule them all?”
“I think you and the fellowship should space out the Lord of the Rings jokes more.”
Rubbing his temple Clint knelt down next to Wade “What are you looking for?”
“Something that’ll unlock the secret room in this place.”
“What makes you think there’s a secret room?”
“It’s a Hydra base Barton, abandoned sure but still.”
“AIM doesn’t usually utilize hidey holes though” Clint got up and brushed some water he had missed from the back of his head “Anything useful will probably be on a computer.”
“I think I got something guys.”
Clint immediately jogged back over to where Tony’s voice had come from, Deadpool followed soon after with something in his hand “See, secret unlocky thingy.”
Wielding it like a pair of car keys Wade pointed at the nearest wall and hit the single button on the small device “Show me secret door!”
There was the small sound of metal parts moving, but they were soon replaced by the sound of electronics sputtering to life and to their left a computer began booting up. Tony plucked the device from a very disappointed Deadpool “I was saying I found a computer, but thanks for finding the power button.”
Tony tapped a portion of his neck causing his helmet to slide away and reveal his face and, slowly, the rest of his head. Over his shoulder Clint watched the computer boot up “How much time do you think you’ll need?”
“Relax Barton, computers are my thing” Tony began typing on the computer while he looked at Clint “This’ll be over before you can say” the computer shocked Tony harshly as he typed the next button “shit!”
As Tony rubbed his index finger Clint gave a small smile and patted his metal shoulder “Well I’ll try and give you a little more time than that.”
Clint walked back over to Deadpool who was looking over one of the AIM weapons “Does anything seem off to you” he said as he fiddled with a few buttons on the size of the large dark gray gun.
“Tony’s being snarky, the bad guys have been handed their asses, nope seems like we’re on track.”
“Well I’m just getting this weird sense of half déjà vu.”
“Half déjà vu?”
“Yeah, like this has all happened but major parts of it are different.”
Clint folded his arms and stood in silence until Wade through the gun down “Don’t give me that silent look, I’m being serious.”
“No, you’re never being serious.”
“The snowy forest, the old concrete castle, the you and the Avengers raiding the place; none of that sounds familiar?”
“Yeah it sounds like last Sunday, and the one before that, and the one before that.”
“No this is different.” Behind them there was a small explosion as Tony destroyed the computer and began to put his helmet back on “We’re good here.”
Clint and Wade watched as he flew straight through the hole in the ceiling he had used to enter. Clint turned and began walking for the door “Well whatever it is, we’re done here, let’s go home where it’s warm.”