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For for faking accents; Just read all of the 2012 Gambit Series.
WELL; Disclaimer; I don't own Hawkeye or Loki or Avengers or Marvel...
If I did there would be a thousand Loki movies. And Frostiron comics. And... rambling am I not? LETS JUST GO TO THE STORY!

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Clint Barton have never been like the other kids; He didn't play with cute toys; He didn't go to concerts as a teen.

He lived in a freaking amusement park and served as an archer; A master marksman going by the name 'Hawkeye'.

The name followed him from there, toward SHIELD and finally ending at the Avengers.
Even though some kinda jerk gotta have stolen his ID card; Seriously it were no where to be found.
Until someone send it by post, shame that Clint left the Avengers shortly after.

Left however doesn't count do it? Cause he didn't.
He were kicked out, fired.
And send to jail.

All because of one person; The god of mischief himself, former prince of Asgard; Ladies and Gentlemen that's right: Loki.

Clint however didn't blame him much, the Avengers haven't been his thing at any point, not even doing the chitauri attack.
Clint had just followed an order from SHIELD; Nick Fury himself that is.

Though the Avengers didn't trust him much at first due to said Trickster holding Mind Control over Clint.

Then what about now? Jail time's up; Loki -of all people- had released him from SHIELD's bonds.
Hawkeye, the name meant three things; a villain, a traitor of SHIELD and the former Avenger.

The useless Avenger might you add. The guy with those dumb arrows. Who would even use arrows of all things?

Clint would.

"Barton get out of the bathroom this instant!" Loki shouted knocking the door, "I have a very important meeting with someone and I need a shower, now!"

"I'm busy showering myself Loki, I got stuff to do as well" The reply shouted, Loki sighed. Of all mortals he could have taken a like to.
"Barton I swear I will come in with force if I have to!" Loki shouted slamming his fist onto the door, "You better be out of there in ten minutes Barton!"

Loki swore he heard Clint chuckling.

After about eight minutes Clint came out from the bathroom only wearing a towel, he walked toward the closet, but Loki didn't really care he were busy getting undressed in the bathroom, quickly getting under the shower.

Fifteen minutes later Loki were happy and clean, he quickly found one of his fine suits and with magic got it on quickly (what an amazing thing to know about)
"Don't destroy my apartment while I'm gone" Loki said before getting out of the door, smirking at the idea of soon returning to his lovely little mortal.

Clint barely heard Loki since he were caught up with the TV, apparently Green Goblin and some other Spider-Man villains had joined forces and were beating the kid up, Clint knew from SHIELD files that Spider-Man were a boy named Peter Parker; kid lived with his aunt, other family dead.
Suddenly Tony... Iron Man came flying blasting away someone from Parker saving the kid from losing his mask in public.
Soon after the rest of the Avengers came to the rescue managing to get the bad guys away, however not before a few punches had been smacked.
Luckily Hulk is good at convincing people to leave.

Clint turned off the TV suddenly having a great urge to use his bow for something, then realized he didn't have it.

SHIELD property, some Agents had taken his prized weapons away from him.
Just like that.

Clint sighed heavily moving up from the couch, the terrible to sit in couch. Loki didn't bother just getting a new and better model.
Sometimes the guy sucked. Yet Clint liked living at Loki, he just... felt bored sometimes. Loki had basically forbidden Clint to leave the house, due to 'SHIELD will probably find find you!' and 'It's too dangerous!'

Who had ever guessed Loki would be overprotective over something, Loki were actually really emotional when he trusted you.
But it's not easy to see if he trusts you.

Loki however had been letting Clint live at his apartment for four months now, Clint were feeling out of shape since he only rarely could sneak out and do any form of real exercising. Today were on of those days.

Clint snuck into his jacket and quickly got out, locking the door and ensuring he had his keys. Time to go break the Trickster's rules.

Clint found his purple tinted sunglasses and put them on, afterwards pulling the hood of his jacket over his head. He buried his hands into his pockets and then continued walking as if he were an ordinary New York'er. No need to let the crowd see the 'missing' Avenger walking on the streets.

Nor any need for Clint accidentally running into his former team mates.

He made his way around the streets ending up at the still crashed looking site of New York were Spider-Man just had fought his 'friends' along with the Avengers.
He quickly continued walking when he noticed some SHIELD agents (Probably them that had to clean up the mess)

Instead he went underground too the metro, the quickest way for him to come around without unwanted attention.
Hopefully.

He quickly got inside it and ignored the smell of sweat around him, not finding any sitting place he just stood against a wall, staring at the crowd.
No one he knew were around, luckily.

He allowed himself the breath properly and instead glanced outside, walls quickly zooming past him. Nothing interesting.

He sighed waiting for the metro to stop near Manhattan.

Finally after some time it stopped nearby Manhattan, and Clint got out from the smelly metro.

Buildings towering around him, none bore interest for Clint however, instead he made his way to a familiar place.

Stark Tower: The buildings that towers the skyline of New York, even the Empire State Building cannot keep up with this tower.
Build by Tony Stark and serves as base for the Avengers.

Truly an important building for New York, and it's creators ego.

Clint had bought along a bag for one reason, and it ain't for money.
Current location? Top of a building close to said tower. Clothes? Casual wear; but with advanced tech in his sunglasses, something SHIELD probably forgot he had. Or maybe they didn't realize Loki managed stealing them by Clint's request.

None the less Clint were ready to break into Stark Tower.
Hard thing to do? Indeed.
Impossible? Not at all.

Once a thief from New Orleans broke into the Tower, only being stopped by Pepper noticing it and alarming the Iron Patriot.
If Hawkeye broke into the Tower, she would call SHIELD, or heck maybe the Avengers.

But Clint needed information about why he had 'left' the Avengers. And if he were lucky even footage from 'his' attack.

He quickly checked the area from guards, of course Tony only relied on his tech so there weren't any.

Relieved Clint pulled up the hood and turning on the system in his glasses, and got down from the roof.

He didn't have any arrows, but knew how to get into the Tower's top secret floors.
Stupid of SHIELD not wiping my mind... Clint thought as he stepped up to the tower's entrance.

He walked in, as casual he could and focused on reaching the elevator before anyone noticed him.
Lucky day; No one did.

Or maybe they didn't care?

Clint didn't bother figuring out and went in there, only business and visitor buttons were visible on the pad, it needed finger scan for Jarvis to let one in.

But would he give Clint access?

"Guess I'll just have to figure out" Clint mumbled laying his thumb on a scanning panel, blue light lit up as Jarvis scanned for conformation.

Silence.
No good.

Clint made his way over to the elevator door, locked. "Dammit..."

"Welcome Mr. Barton, should you not be at SHIELD?" A familiar English accented -God knows why Tony picked that- voice said from the walls, "Well Jarvis, I kinda felt like seeing the others..." Clint tried, hoping SHIELD haven't told the Avengers about his little 'escape' attempt. Or that they had figured out it were Loki who made it work.

"I see, I will send you to the main floor" Jarvis answered and the elevator started moving, maybe a trap? Or were Fury to proud to admit anything?
"So Jarvis, who's there right now?" Clint asked, not wanting to seem scared.

A little silence quickly replied with "Stark, Rogers and Banner only, Mrs. Romanoff is on a mission, as you might already know, and Mr. Odinson is in Asgard"

Good thing, Natasha's not there, meaning she can't argue... but what if she have told the others about Clint being a part-time prisoner?

The elevator stopped and the familiar 'ding' ringed, Clint went out the moment the doors opened, almost expecting everyone being fully suited up.
Instead the three boys were watching TV, or Bruce and Tony were, Steve looked at Clint, probably being the first one to hear the elevator.

"...Clint? It's been a while!" Steve suddenly said, making Tony and Bruce move their heads looking at Clint. "Yeah... busy with SHIELD stuff..." Clint replied walking a few steps away from the metal doors, "Barton? Thought you were on some sorta mission" Tony said looking surprised, "So that's SHIELD's cover..." Clint said quietly to himself, the others didn't seem to make out the words "Yeah, just returned. Just wanted to see you all... and..."
"...Say sorry?" Bruce interrupted, he didn't seem very happy, which were a bad sight.
A really bad sight.
"You know, for suddenly attacking us for no reason?" Bruce continued, he looked angry, yet calm. Guess that's what being Hulk makes you be.
"Yeah I... I don't know what were into me. I just... lost it being removed from the Avengers and all..." Clint said keeping his distance from the others, trying to seem more guilty than he were. It had been Loki doing it, not him, but he couldn't just tell them that.

"We forgive you, we actually did that several months ago, you been gone around a whole year, you know that right?" Steve suddenly said, he had raised from the couch and were making his way toward Clint now.

"I know, I been really busy..." Clint felt dangerous scared now, his sunglasses scanning every movement.

"Clint... what's the matter? You look... Scared" Steve said, he now faced Clint and put a hand on his shoulder. Dammit... stay away please...
Dizziness.
Not know Loki please...
"Clint?" Steve's voice fainted out.

Clint lost control, but he didn't black out. He saw everything.

Clint had been running toward the tiny apartment now, or he haven't. He were meant to be unconscious, but apparently Loki just had control right now, he didn't know Clint had seen everything.

Such as Loki making his push away Steve, and shout 'I don't need your help! So just leave me ALONE!' and then jump out of a window, luckily due to the smaller buildings around Clint haven't broken anything, yet his bones had been hurting a lot.
He had to remember telling Loki about his unhappiness about that. And yet another time tell him how humans couldn't survive everything Asgardians can. (You would think he knew it by know, considering how much he insists on humans being petty compared to him)

Doubt he'll care though.

Suddenly Clint's body stopped, and he recovered control. Loki were standing -unamused- not too far away.
Clint felt his throat dry in a painful way.

"You can't ground me Loki! I'm now a child!" Clint said unamused, Loki had pulled him inside and demanded to know why Clint had been at the Stark Tower.
"I most certainly can, and acting more like a child will not help" the God replied, making Clint frown a little.
"You can't give me orders"
"Maybe not. But I can most certainly go and drop you off at SHIELD"

Silence. Loki wouldn't do that... would he?

THE END.
No more. NOPE.

Okay kidding; I promise you'll get what you came for in next chapter -w-
Man I love writing these...

About Clint having awesome tech sunglasses it's because... well... Marvel. Like Gambit got some, so might as well give Clint some! I mean there gotta be SOME REASON for him to wear GODDAMN sunglasses ALL THE TIME.