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The Avengers line beeps. A villain spotted by lake Erie after stealing some ancient artefact from a museum. The Avengers wasted no time, Steve grabbing his shield and hurrying his young companions onto the Quinjet.
Ten minutes later they arrive at the lakeside, spotting the towering villain holding the artefact. Before the villain has a chance to turn around and face the Avengers, Clint nocks an arrow and draws his bow back. Ready to take a shot. Steve puts his hand on Clint’s, pushing the bow down and shaking his head.
“Not yet soldier,” Steve whispers. Before Steve even manages to look back up, the villain throws a sharp dagger at them. Steve bats it away with his shield; the villain pulls out a blaster and begins to shoot at them. Clint and Steve easily get out of the way, Wanda and Pietro running to the side putting a far distance between them and the blast. The blast hitting a tree behind them. The tree makes an eerie sound before falling and sending shards of bark everywhere. All four Avengers look between each other. Steve nods at Pietro giving him the go ahead.
Pietro speeds off trying to grab the artefact and knock the blaster out of the villain’s hand. But the villain flings his large hand out. Knocking Pietro backwards, causing him to lose his balance and fall down. Wanda, who has been focusing her hex on the villain, is thrown off by her brother being flung back. Breaking her concentration she runs off to check on him. Cap runs a hand down his face before pulling his shield up to deflect a blast away from him and Clint.
“Hawkeye can you put an arrow down his guns shaft?” Steve asks, his tone firm, throwing his shield to protect Wanda from a blast as she helps Pietro to his feet. The shield comes back around in all its shiny glory knocking the villain over slightly before Steve catches the vibramium shield like it is an extension of his own body.
“Sure thing wing head. They don’t call me the greatest marksman in the world for a laugh.” Clint says, smirking before nocking an arrow; the arrow flies into the shaft causing the gun to backfire and explode. The villain stumbles backwards, balance broken. Thinking they had knocked him down, they took a sigh of relief. They take their eyes off the villain. Leaving Steve and Clint unprepared for him to charge at them, kicking up the wet mud. It splatters everywhere, hitting Wanda and Pietro as he runs by. He runs straight into Steve and Clint, sending them flying backwards into the lake.
“Oh no!” Wanda gasps before attempting to focus her hex again. Pietro runs towards the artefact, managing to grab it and speed off. Wanda using her hex to knock the villain down. He lands with an echoing thud. Not even giving him a chance, Pietro speeds towards the villain and quickly ties him up. Him and Wanda jogging towards the edge of the lake in an attempt to spot their missing teammates.
Steve comes up for air, the shock of falling in making fighting the water harder. Taking a breath before being enveloped by the waves again. He splashes slightly, trying to fight the water, his body seizing up at the sudden cold water. It brings back unpleasant memories of the moments before he froze. Steve finally manages to pull himself back up, controlling his breathes to converse energy. Cap starts swimming to the bank, climbing out and shivering as his body adjusts to the temperature change. He takes a few greedy breaths before looking around. Steve spots the tied up villain, smiling before turning to face his teammates.
“Good job Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver.” Steve announces patting Pietro on his back, him being the nearest of the two twins. Steve shivers one more time looking around again. He raises his eyebrows under his mask. “Where’s Hawkeye?”
“He went into the lake with you.” Pietro states, pointing back at the lake. Steve's face falls before he turns back to the lake, spotting Clint not that far away.
“He must have been knocked out.” Steve says, running off and jumping into the water. He starts swimming quickly towards Clint. He grabs him, wrapping an arm around Clint’s chest and yanking him up against the current before surfacing. Steve power swims back trying to keep Clint’s head above water.
A minute later Steve climbs the bank, laying Clint on the ground and moves him into the recovery position. He is still breathing, but barely, Clint’s usual life filled face pale and turning blue. Steve quickly rubs Clint’s chest with his knuckles to help expel the water from Clint’s lungs. Clint starts to cough, bringing up water and other stomach contents he had into the grass. He opens his eyes, shivering as he attempts to sit up. The world spinning dangerously as he takes gulping breaths. He rubs his head before throwing up again, groaning.
“What happened?” Clint moans, scrunching his eyebrows. His chest heaving in an attempt to quell the ache. Trying to wake himself up.
“Well you almost drowned…” Pietro says, trying to sound nonchalant as to not panic Clint in his state of drowsiness. “I guess the Hawk really can’t fly,” Pietro giggles before receiving a pebble thrown between his eyes. Clint groans before dramatically flopping onto his back on the soft grass again.
“Feels like it” Clint whines, rubbing his chest. He takes some deep breaths before getting to his knees and attempting to stand. The police sirens near. They take one last glance at the villain, to ensure he is sufficiently tied, before beginning the walk back to the Quinjet. Steve lags behind to make sure that his shivering teammate doesn’t fall over.
Once they get to the Quinjet Clint lays onto the bench, world still spinning. Shivering some before Steve places a blanket over him. Wanda and Pietro strap in as Cap makes his way towards the front. He sits down in the pilot seat, starting in the Quinjet, and takes off.