A Future Boy is the Pasts Problem

Hawk

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0=change focus to a different character
00=scene change (no matter how big or small)
000=timeskip
F000=this means that we move back to the next avengers time.
P000= No this is not poo. it's moving back to the past.

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Chapter 4: Hawk

It's been several weeks since Rogue had run into the two Avengers at that diner. During this time he had mostly been doing recon and collecting data on how they fight and work together.

"DRAKOSTA, pull up yesterdays fight," he ordered. A holographic video of said fight was projected from the gauntlet like device on his arm and he studied the fight.

"They don't really even need orders. They just fight and understand each other...and trust each other. Their movements and fighting styles produce a pattern, but at the same time are unpredictable. If you rely on that pattern then they'll turn the tables just to defeat you. How do you win against the perfect unity they have?" He muttered out loud to himself.

My team works like that. It's not that much of a wonder as you might think.

Easy for you to say. The unpredictability and completely different personalities make you wonder how they even live together let alone fight together.

Some people just mix. You think Me, Pym, Torunn, and Azari got along all the time? Heck me and Hawkeye have clashing personalities, but we still fight together. It's just... Right.

Rogue sighed. Peaceful times like this often made him a little more chatty. Unfortunately it usually didn't yield much fruit for his labor.

"If I don't complete the mission soon Ultron'll come and do it himself. So maybe you could say something less cryptic and more in plain English so that doesn't happen," Rogue said to him, only to be met with silence. "Play the fight back again." DRAKOSTA  complied once more and restarted the video clip. However, his focus was diverted from the clip by the overwhelming feeling of being watched. He didn't move nor did he tense a muscle. He wasn't about to let whoever was there know that he knew they were there. "Again."

  A figure in the rafters of the storage house Rouge had been using for a bit watched him. The mysterious person drew out a bow and took an arrow from the quiver on his back, aiming it at the boy. As soon as the arrow left the bow the world seemed to slow down. Rogue swung around and activated his shield. The arrow hit and fell to the floor, but released a type of gas. He quickly sucked in a breath of fresh air and held it. Another arrow came his way, which he blocked with his shield before launching the shield in the direction it came from. A clang and a yell indicated that the shield hit the person and a further thud told him that they had hit the ground. Rogue leapt off the box he had been sitting on and strode over to the person, only to get kicked back without a chance to see his attacker. His focus went from the attacker to his lungs which where screaming for air. The gas was still around though. If he breathed it in he'd be toast. Quickly he activated his self-retracting grappling hook and fired it at the ceiling, allowing it to pull him up. He barely made it out before he took a big gulp of air followed by a few coughs. His super-soldier genes had been acting up lately, otherwise he would have been able to hold it longer than that. The sound of two feet landing in front of him made him freeze. Looking at the feet of the person, he found they were covered by two black boots. His first thought went to the archer and if this was the Avenger then he wasn't about to be caught by him. Just as he was about to activate his shield again, the person spoke;