Drafted in, with our local celebrity

They questioned us- of course they did - before telling us anything. They didn't get anything out of us, though, so they didn't tell us much in return.
"Barton has been compromised." Fury said, shortly, pacing the room that had been designated as our cell. We were on a boat- an aircraft carrier - and I could feel Nico's discomfort. The son of Hades, relying on a couple layers of metal to keep him out of the water.
"What we need you to do is help work to capture him. You're his brother, you should know his antics." I gulped, not wishing to point out that I hadn't known Clint for very long. "And we may need your archery skills." Fury left, so as there appeared to be no one guarding our 'cell', Nico and I took the chance to wander around. The deck of the ship was busy with people, clipping planes down, and preparing for another to land.


"What is this place?" Nico muttered, looking a little seasick.


"I don't know.." I muttered. "But it looks like we're stuck here."


"I could shadow travel us out of here." Nico offered.


I turned to face him. "No. No more.. you know." I finished in a whisper, seeing someone approach us.


"You two, get inside. We're going airborn in 2 minutes." The man jogged past us, to where a couple of people were standing, looking over the side of the ship.


"What?" Nico said, following me to the side. His face became paler- if possible- when he saw that we were rising gently out of the water. "Shit." he muttered. "Let's hope me being friends with Jason counts for something.." He drifted off, looking at the people behind me- who were also looking over the edge. "It can't be.."


"What?" I asked.


"Don't look now," Nico said, "But I think the Captain America might be behind you."


So, naturally, I looked.


"Why would he be here? Is it really him? Fuck what should I do?" Nico muttered to himself, panicking.


"Bit of a fan?" I asked, grinning.


"No. Of course not." Nico said, indignantly, quickly changing subject. "Come on. I'd rather be inside than outside, if we're going to be flying."


He pulled me towards the nearest door, and in a flash of orange and black, we disappeared off of the deck.

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