A Vision of a Rose

By Audra Barrella

Romance / Action

Bullseye and Magicseer

"Hold up, Skaar, the Dark Avenger, is your son?!" I exclaimed to Bruce a few days later as we walked in the base. Or at least him walking and me hovering. "I thought you said you couldn't have kids because of the Big Guy."

"I can't," Bruce said. "Or, at least I thought I couldn't. But with yesterday's encounter with him, I was able to scan his readings afterwards with Tony and it's gamma radiation, the same gamma radiation levels that are in my body. That's the only thing that I could think of."

"But when would this have happened?" I said. "And with who?"

"Trust me, I've been racking my brain to come up with an idea, but I just can't think of anyone," Bruce said. "At least with Daken and Wolverine, the father-son relationship makes more sense, but I just don't understand with me."

I scratched my head, utterly confused. "I have no idea what to do with this information," I said. "Daken I understand. But not you."

We heard running and turned to see Clint running to us.

"Clint, what's wrong?" I asked when he reached us.

"Rose, the farm," Clint said between breaths. "Laura. Trouble. Bullseye."

"Let's go," I said. "Bruce, this conversation isn't over."

"Not by any means," Bruce agreed. "But go, your family needs you."

Clint started running to the hangers. "Vision and Natasha are coming," he said.

I just nodded, knowing that this was a "act now, questions later" situation. "What's going on?" I said.

"Laura called me, said there's an archer outside, looks a little bit like me," Clint said. "Don't know how he found it. But they're hiding upstairs. Locked the doors. Trying to keep safe."

"Do you want Vision and I to go ahead?" I said. "We're faster than the jets."

"Yes," Clint said.

We reached the hanger.

"Vision, let's go," I said.

Vision nodded and the two of us flew off quickly as Natasha and Clint boarded one of the jets.

"Clint said it was Bullseye at the farm," Vision said. "If that's true, then this spells trouble."

"Yea, it does," I agreed. "But I'm not about to let him harm the only family I have left. He's not going to get away with anything. It'll be his funeral should they be harmed."

"Agreed," Vision said.

"Hawkeye to Magemancer and Vision," Clint said in our earpieces. "Black Widow and I are in the air."

"Roger," I said. "We're twenty minutes out."

"Going the fastest, we're at least forty," Natasha said. "Can you hold him off that long?"

"Definitely," Vision said. "Were any others reported?"

"No, and this guy's bio says that he's notorious for 'casual murder'," Clint said.

"He's not going to get them," I said. "I swear to that. Put the other Avengers on standby. I have a feeling that if Bullseye is there, the others will be lurking by. Might as well have our own army ready, as well."

"Roger, over and out," Clint said.

Soon, Vision and I reached the farm and went inside, seeing the front door wide open.

"Hey Bullseye, come on out!" I called, wanting to draw his attention to us and not Laura and the kids. "You're battling us, not them! Pick on someone your own size!" I got an arrow on my bowstring.

"Calm down there, little Missy," Bullseye said as he stepped into view. "I see you're still injured."

"Oh don't worry: I can still take you down," I said as I aimed the bow at him. "Now get out of my house."

"Your house?" Bullseye asked. "Oh, I thought it was this your brother's house. I was expecting him to come, not his sister."

"Well sorry to disappoint, but he's delayed," I said. "I will not repeat myself after this: leave."

"But I was starting to like it here," Bullseye replied. "Thinking about living here after I get rid of the current occupants."

"You will not hurt them," I said. "Where are they?"

"Upstairs," Bullseye said. "I was waiting for all my guests to come before I did my big show and revealed my big guest."

"Rose, get them out of here," Vision said. "I'll watch your back."

I nodded, watching Bullseye closely as I went up the stairs. "Laura," I said as I went down the hallway. "Laura, it's me, Rose. You can come out."

The door at the end of the hallway slowly opened and Laura peered her head out.

I quickly went to her and closed the door behind me.

"Rose, thank goodness it's you," Laura said as she hugged me.

"Clint and Natasha are on their way," I said. "And Vision's watching Bullseye downstairs. I'm getting you guys out of here."

"There's no way," Laura replied. "He blocks the exit."

"Then I hope you don't mind flying," I said.

"I saw someone out there," Laura said. "And with the way things are going right now, I don't want to risk getting attacked out there. At least in here we have places to hide."

"Then I'm going back down, but I'm at least placing a protection charm around this room so that only I or Clint can access it," I said.

Laura nodded and I left the room, placing my charm around the room to keep even the windows secure.

I came down the stairs to see Vision and Bullseye outside, fighting. "Time for a surprise attack," I whispered as I got an arrow on my bowstring and charged a spell into it. I crept outside and remained hidden until Bullseye's back was to me. Then I came out of hiding and shot the arrow at him, hitting him in the back.

"I don't like cheap shots like that, but you're a dirty player," I commented as Bullseye fell. "Trying to attack those who can't fight back only to draw out your opponent."

"They're safe?" Vision asked.

I nodded. "Still in the house, but I put a protective charm around the room they're in," I said, going to Bullseye. "Only Clint and I can access it."

"Speaking of Clint, he and Natasha have just landed," Vision said, watching as I pulled Bullseye to his feet, holding his arms behind his back.

"Saving us no action?" Natasha asked as she and Clint came into view.

"Are they ok?" Clint said.

"Yes, inside," I said. "Upstairs. I charmed the door so that he couldn't try to get past us to get to them."

Bullseye chuckled. "Now that you all are here, time to reveal the guest," he said.

"What are you talking about, Bullseye," Vision demanded.

"Only this," Bullseye said.

Before we could respond, something hit me and I released Bullseye, falling to the ground.

There was a low laughter as Vision came to my side, helping me up, and Clint and Natasha both got their weapons ready to shoot.

"There's a new Avenger to our team," Bullseye said as he got to his feet, a smirk on his face. "My sister, Magicseer."

A woman that looked like me flew down, wearing an outfit similar to mine. The only differences was the colors: my blue was purple for her and my gold was her silver. While I had red hair, she had blond, her eyes blue compared to my green ones.

"This is the one I was created after?" she asked, looking at me as if I was something disgusting. "Pathetic." She rolled her eyes. "By the way, you should work on your magic strength because that charm you put on the room, it was no match for me."

"Laura, the kids," I whispered as Clint immediately took off running to the house.

"Do it, Magic," Bullseye said.

Magicseer nodded and snapped her fingers.

Before we could ask what they were planning, the farm house suddenly blew up.

"No!" cried Natasha as we turned to the building.

"The farm!" Vision gasped.

"Clint!" I screamed, dropping to my knees. I felt a chill wrap around me as I saw the flames growing from the explosion, smoke billowing in the air.

While we were distracted, Bullseye and Magicseer got an easy getaway.

Despite the weakness I felt in my legs and the searing agony from my wound not yet healed, I got to my feet and ran to the house, using my magic to lift up the slushy snow and try to quench the flames. "Help me out!" I said to the other two.

Natasha and Vision both ran forward to help me and once the fire was out, we started inside.

"Clint?" I called out hesitantly. "Laura? Cooper? Lila?"

We heard coughing and looked at each other before going to the noise, moving debris out of the way.

There was a groan and Clint moved slightly, showing that he had Cooper and Lila completely covered and Laura mostly covered, little Nathaniel in her arms, protected.

"How did you survive?!" Natasha asked as Clint sat up, rubbing his head.

"Nathaniel has magic," Clint replied, making sure the others were ok. "Rose, you must've given it to him because we don't have those powers."

"What?" I said. "When?"

"What about when you sang to him?" Laura suggested. "Unknowingly transferred magic to him? That would explain his bond to you."

"I guess," I said. "Are you guys alright?"

The two kids nodded as Natasha helped them up, me helping Laura and Vision helped Clint.

"I'm good," Clint said. "A bit banged up, but fine."

"I'm fine, as well," Laura said. She looked around her, frowning. "But now we have no where to live."

"Come to the base with us," I offered. "You can recover there while we help you find a new place to stay."

"We should go before they decide to do something else," Natasha said. "Like target the jet."

Natasha, Vision, and I helped the others out of the rubble and to the jet.

"It would be best for you to get off your feet now," Vision advised me when we were clear of the house.

I nodded and hovered just above the ground again, really regretting running now since the pain was starting to flare up.

We reached the Jet and Natasha piloted it, since Clint was still really shaken up and couldn't take control of it. He sat away from the others, staring at the ground, and I could see he was shaking slightly. Laura, Cooper, and Lila were the same way, but not in the condition my brother was in.

"Go talk to him," Vision suggested, seeing the worried looks I gave him. "Make sure he's alright. He is your brother after all, not some stranger."

"Alright," I replied as I went to where Clint was, sitting next to him. I silently slipped my hand into his, kissing the back of it.

"I built that house," Clint whispered. "From foundation up. Lila ,Cooper, and Nathaniel were born there. That was everything we had. And now we have nothing."

"You have us," I said. "The Avengers, SHIELD, your sister. If there's anything I learned from being homeless, it's that a house isn't necessarily a home. A house is just a building. But a home is where you are with those that care about you. And yes, the house is gone right now, but look on the bright side: everyone is safe. I know you put a lot of work into that place. Fury told me about it. I'll make it up to you, since I feel it was my fault."

"How was it your fault?" Clint asked, looking up at me. "You're not Magicseer."

"But she's made from me," I replied. "So therefore, she's me. And since it was her magic that cause it, it means I have done it. Osborn, he was really careful when he created her. Her magical aura is the same that runs in me. The exact same. Twins. And if she can do the other powers I can do, then we're in even more trouble."

Clint shook his head, burying his face into his hands. "I just can't believe it," he sighed. "This is all so much to take in all of the sudden. Bullseye, Magicseer, the farm, Nathaniel. I'm stressing out. There's so much at stake right now." He sat back up and looked me in the eyes. "When he gets old enough, will you teach Nathaniel how to use his powers? I don't want him in combat, but when those powers, if not trained, it could be disastrous."

I nodded. "Of course I'll train him," I said. "I was planning on asking you when he was older if you wanted me to do that, anyways."

Clint pulled me into a hug. "Thank you," he said, relief obvious in his voice. "It's at least one less thing to worry about."

"Don't worry about finding a new place to live," I said as I broke away from it after a few moments. "I have something in mind."

"Like what?" Clint questioned.

I just smiled. "That's for me to know and for you to find out," I answered. "But I'll give you a hint: you'll love it."

"I trust you," Clint said. "I know you won't disappoint."


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