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It was Christmas in New York, and Kate loved it but she would’ve love it a lot more if she was not getting punched by her own mother, and was fucking surprised that after all that training she still was getting her ass whooped by a woman who always told her to act more lady like. All of this was getting her mind dazed, Eleanor Bishop, the woman who gave her a lot of shit about staying safe and not being a hero, was actually the villain and actually trying to hurt her to make her stop and on top of all that Yelena fucking Belova was after Clint with the intention of killing him, it was not insulting Clint the fact that Kate thought that she could actually do it, she worships Clint and he’s one of the best avengers alive by her standards but Yelena... It’s enough that she was a widow, a international superspy and really really talented, maybe even better than Natasha Romanoff was, but on top of that Kate knew that she had a fire that would not stop untill she got her revenge or die, Kate saw on her green eyes everytime they met, even though she seem gentle, she was like a lince, beautiful, looking like you can afford to approach it but in the end they’re both deadly.
That was all messing her up and affecting her fighting, her mother had just kicked her abdomen when she realized one more problem, kingpin was also after them, luckily that time she recovered fast and was able to swipe Eleanor of her feet and she hit her head on the concrete, Kate took the opportunity and made the run to were Clint was supposed to be, but she was not fast enough, one of her mother’s man shot her in the shoulder, she fell. She was fucked, was her shooting arm, tears start running down her eyes while she was getting up, but she was grabbed.
—Kate, stop that, you’re my daughter and you’re going to stop this nonsense, you’re not a superhero, you’re not a vigilant. You’re a spoiled little girl who needs her mommy to pay attention in her, that does not make you special. Your father would be very disappointed in you.—her mother said not even looking like herself, because she was laughing by the end of it.
And at that Kate was done, she was furious, she was no longer sad, she didn’t wish to save her mother anymore. Eleanor was not worthy, and her body moved without she even realized, all the rage noticeable in every move, getting rid of her mother’s grip and throwing punches until she knockout her mother and didn’t stop until her mother was left bleeding unconscious. With that, she took a deep breath and called the police to turn her own mother in, because that was what superheroes did. After that she headed in the direction to look for Clint, praying she wasn’t too late.
When she got to the ice skating rink all the air scaped her lungs and all though she wanted to scream her voice was nowhere to be found, she found herself freezed in place looking at the worst scenario of a post fight she had ever seen. It must had been at least 100 men dead, and the ice was completely red, while she stayed there looking she recognized a body right in the center of the massacre and her body finally reacted, she started running. Just when she reached him it was that she noticed that she was crying.
—C-Clint? CLINT!? Wake up Clint, tomorrow is Christmas morning and your kids are waiting. Common Clint you can’t die, you’re a hero! YOU CAN’T DIE! — She checked his pulse and could not feel it, she started doing CPR and calling 911.
—He-Hello? Please I need he-help, Hawkeye is hurt— she said sobbing — it’s my fault he was trying to save me please you have to help! - All the call was pretty much her sobbing and gasping while the person on other side of the line tried and failed to calm her down, she was obviously on the verge of a collapse.
Help didn’t took long to get there and Kate did not stop doing CPR until some rescuer physically pulled her away and started to assess on Clint’s situation but they were all too late, Clint Barton was far too gone and when the man told everyone that he was dead on the scene, everything got blurry and the air finally found Kate’s loung because the scream-cry she let out could be heard all throug manhattan, all she could feel was pain and she might not figure out everything that happened there that night but she knew one thing Clint died holding Yelena’s batons and like Yelena got revenge, Kate would get justice.