Warnings: body horror
Characters: Clint, Natasha, Mcu!Avengers, Comic!Avengers, Darcy Lewis, Sam Wilson
Genres: alternate universe (ish), hurt/comfort, angst | Smut: none
Word count: 2098 | Status: complete
She wondered if this would have been easier without so many witnesses. Their team had grown now; the original six from the Battle of New York expanding until it comprised of a rotating team of countless people, all different but all uncommon in some way.My comment: A sequel to my previous rec – ‘Strange Bird’. Trust me, you’ll want to read that first before reading this. This is going to break you, but you’ll be smiling (if not with a tear-stained face) in the end, and you’ll love (and hate) it.
Natasha was still not sure who they were fighting or why, of all places, they thought that New York was the place to have this little turf war. All she knew was that there was magic involved. That or some very advanced technology that even Tony didn’t understand. To be honest, past that she didn’t care, because Clint had been hit.
When she reached him, he was hardly recognisable; a tangled, grotesque bundle of once-man keening like she’d never heard. Natasha immediately called for an evacuation and, thankfully, it was Carol and Tony that replied, flying Natasha and the bundle of agony that was once Clint Barton to the Bruce-approved Hulk floor of Avengers Tower.
The fighting continued without them, though not for long.
When the team arrived back at the Tower, battle sore and tired, it was to find a baffled Tony and a shell shocked Carol witnessing a stoically petrified Natasha attempt to sooth a panicked mass of bone, ripped cloth and feathers.
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