First off, THERE ARE CIVIL WAR SPOILER AHEAD! If you haven't seen the movie, I wouldn't read this until you have. I loved that movie by the way, now my new favorite. This part takes place in the "tesco parking lot" (airport) battle. I have changed it slightly to fit in with the story, but not much.

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"I'm gonna get that bow away from him!" Clint hears the shout over the fighting. A small smirk flits over his lips. They should know better than to try to do that, and even if they succeeded, he was just as dangerous without. That poor spider kid didn't know what he was getting himself into. He heard the tell-tale thwip of that webbing as it sped towards him. He tensed his legs and crouched, then launched himself up in the air, arcing backwards. He could see the spiderlings mask seem to widen in surprise as he saw the arrow nocked in the archer's bow that wasn't there seconds ago. It went flying through the air, and spider only dodged it barely, the arrow lodging itself deeply into the terminal behind. Clint hit the ground and rolled, trying to sweep out the kid's legs. Spider Kid just jumped away, shooting some more of that accursed webbing. Clint cursed and jerked the knife out of its sheath on his leg, cutting through the webbing in one quick motion. He flung the knife at his attacker, the kid dodging, but not quick enough.

It caught the edge of his bicep and he stumbled in surprise, reaching towards it for a moment before remembering that he was in the middle of a battle. Spidey leapt towards the airport wall, scrambling up the side. Bad idea kid, you're just an easier target now, Clint thought. He really wasn't trying to hurt this kid but he was fighting for the wrong side and thought that it was right, and that made him dangerous. He fired arrow after arrow, each one the kid just barely dodging. This battle was going in frustrating circles. The kid launched himself off the wall, lunging towards Clint. He dove towards the side, but the spider boy hit his legs, sending him sprawling. He was up on his feet in an instant, but an instant too long. Spiderling kicked him in the side, and he flew backwards, colliding painfully with the concrete. The air was knocked out of his lungs and he gasped for breath. The kid was suddenly there, diving down on him. Clint swung his bow up, knocking spidey to the side, then kicking him backwards. Spider shot out his webbing, swinging away from the ground at the last moment. While in midair, the kid seemed to see something that troubled him, and he swung away.

Clint took off running after him, collapsing his bow and storing it just had to concentrate on keeping them occupied, hopefully the cap was getting close to the quinjet. Scott was doing a pretty good job at that, even he was still in shock that the punk could do that. The now massive ant man was wreaking havoc, the spider boy jumping around, trying to take him down. He was halfway to the main fight when he heard the familiar sound of the quinn jet taking off. The weight off his chest felt lifted. Cap and Barnes made it, they were safe.

But just as he was starting to let himself feel a motocom of relief, he heard a loud boom, then saw a pulse of red energy flying towards him, too fast for him to react. He was thrown, far, and crashed into the ground, stars exploding in front of his vision, pain shooting through him. ...Wanda? he groaned in his head, something must have set her off. He managed to see that all the heroes on the ground had been knocked over too, but he couldn't see that spider kid anywhere. He heard the familiar thwip but this time he couldn't make himself move in time. Clint felt the webbing cover his arms, successfully binding him. His followed cursing was colorful enough to be a warhol. He felt rough hands seize his collar, and start dragging him away.

He cursed some more, but he was cut off by a heavily accented voice, "Stop." Must be the rude cat man. Clint was unceremoniously thrown next to his team mates, all of whom were bound similarly. Lang simply looked exhausted, his eyes closed, head tilted back, and chest heaving. Wanda was just in shock, he could see unshed tears in her eyes. Iron Man came flying in, cracking the asphalt beneath him as he landed. Clint could see the rage burning in Tony's eyes, something he had never seen on the man before. It caused a small part of him to be afraid, Tony was dangerous like this. Tony unslung Wilson from over his shoulder and threw his unconscious body on next to the group. He turned away muttering something into his communicator, then turned back to Captain America's team.

"Guess who's one their way to come pick you up. The CIA. I hope they make you pay for what you did to Rhodey."

Clint was confused, Rhodey? What happened to Rhodey?, but he didn't want to risk the consequences of asking. Tony raised up his arm, repulsor flashing. Was Tony actually going to kill them? The laser shot out and Clint braced himself for the worst. The laser cut cleanly through the webs binding him, but before he could make any move, a pair of high tech handcuffs were slapped over his wrists. Lang and Wilson were next, then Tony moved on to Wanda. It was clear that he wasn't being too careful, anger still fueling him, and as a result he burned her, causing her to cry out slightly. Anger reared up in Clint and he staggered to his feet and lunged towards Tony, regardless of his handcuffs. Tony's clenched fist met his face and he fell backwards, only to be caught around the neck by him. Tony wasn't choking him yet, but Clint could still see the unhinged emotions controlling him. "Give it up now Legolas, you've lost! You were always losing, but refused to give in!"

Clint could feel his eye starting to swell, and blood trickling down his face, but he still wouldn't give in. He grinned and muttered, "it looks to me like you are the only one who's lost something."

The fury burning in his eyes turned into an inferno. "Shut up Barton!" he cried, and started tightening his grip on Clint's neck, effectively cutting off his air supply. Then he seemed to realize what he was doing and slowly unclenched his fist, allowing Clint to gulp in air. But Tony still wanted to punish him. The metal gloved hand reached for him again and the archer thought he would be hit again, but instead reached for his ear. Clint realised what Tony was doing and began to thrash and struggle but couldn't stop him. The world was plunged into silence, it was as if a fuzzy blanket of quiet had descended over everything. He felt fear course through him, he felt crippled. His assassin instincts told him that something was going to sneak up on him now, and that he would be killed. Tony really knew how to torture him. Tony threw Clint triumphantly to the ground, having seen his anger taken out. He leaned close to the archer's face, saying something that he couldn't hear, but was surely mocking his inability to hear. Tony let out a grinned humorlessly, trying to make himself feel good that he had inflicted damage.

Suddenly, he was forced to his feet, and pushed towards a helicopter. The CIA had come for them and he didn't even know they were there. His quiver and bow were ripped from his back and he began to fight back a little at that, only stopping when he got hit over the head. They unbuckled all of his weapons from their various sheaths and threw them to the ground. Clint could feel the familiar barrel of a gun pressed up against his back as he was pushed into the copter. Wanda was thrown next to him, then Wilson and finally Scott across from them. Wanda moved closer to him, trying to feel for his comforting presence.

He glanced down at her and as best as she could through the handcuffs, signed, "It'll be okay" He tried to give a reassuring smile at that, and she rested her head against him. Clint gazed down the window at the slowly retreating form of Iron Man's team and sighed, I hope so Wanda, I hope so.

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- A MARVELous DC Time Lord