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Changing Lives	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 1441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Changing Lives
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing: Phil/Clint
Chapter: 10
Words: 1777
Warnings: nothing yet
AN: Mrgh.

That is all.

(Though, sick, plus tired, plus working out how a patreon would work for me and how too best PIMP THAT SHIT out…yeah. Left me exhausted.)

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“So, what are we going to do today?” Clint asked. Pulling out his smaller bow from its case, he started to check it for readiness, stringing it with quick moves. He pulled the string a few times before he let it go with a twang. Phil looked up from the computer that he was at, turning around in the small command van and staring at Clint with a frown. “I do need to know details, Barton, and we both know it.”

“You know that you’re to provide back up. That’s why it was suggested that you take the smaller bow. You’ll be working with Code and Cyber to get into the building. From there, he will hack the system. You’ll both have about ten minutes from that moment on before someone learns of the backdoor. Maybe. There shouldn’t be too many guards or people around tonight,” Phil stated. “Cyber, being our inside agent this time, is going to try to keep as many of them out of the way as he can, but they do have a rather tight schedule that they need to adhere to. So that means that you need to get in and out. Fast.”

“That’s not an issue. We can do that. It’s not like we haven’t worked on shorter time schedules,” Clint said. He hitched his bow onto his back and added the specially designed arrows to his small quiver. It sat out of his way and high up on his back, enough so that he could get to the shorter arrows easier. He rather liked the short bow, seeing as it had been made by Stark for his birthday last month, so he could use it as his personal weapon and still have enough power to do its job.

“Good.” Phil turned slightly. “He’s waiting for you at the doorway. Remember to keep your face out of sight,” he said. He pointed to the half-mask that Clint used when there were going to be cameras, an attached hood hiding his hair.

Clint smirked and saluted before pulling on the set, arranging it so that both items sat correctly. Once he opened the doors, he slipped out and left. After the doors had closed, Phil slipped into the front seat and pulled away from the alleyway, leaving his archer to head to where Cyber and Code was waiting for him.

Parking down the street in another alley-way, he tucked his small ear-piece into his ear as he moved back into the back. “Can you hear me?” he asked softly.

“No issue on my end,” Code said over the line before he was seen on one hacked camera. Cyber flicked a look up from where he was lounging outside of the employee backdoor, smoking a cigarette and grunted in reply.

Clint was just out of frame next to Code as he adjusted his own ear-piece. “Not an issue,” he said, nodding to Code who nodded and pulled out his phone.

“Good. You both are coming through,” Phil said. “Get to work. Your window is starting now,” he said, the sound of clicking keys reaching them with the words.

Cyber smirked at Clint before he nodded his head, dropping his cigarette to the ground. He squished it under one foot, turning to the door and waiting for the camera light that he could see blink twice before swiping a card. Pulling the door open, he allowed Clint and Code to follow after him just as the camera blinked again.

“Your route is to the left. Take the stairs up to the third floor. From there and from there, take the elevator,” Phil instructed the two of them. Sharing a look, the two men headed to the left and up the stairs, Cyber slipping into the guard room to ‘watch’ the cameras, timing it just right as the cameras blinked twice before blinking again once they were out of sight. They caught the elevator that had opened the moment that they got there.

“Oh, but he is good,” Clint chuckled. Code smirked as they watched the numbers rise. “Once we get to the right floor, it’s just going to be us alone until we’re done .”

Code nodded, his black dyed hair falling into his eyes. “So I was told. I have everything that we need, so no worries,” he promised as he pulled out a small phone like device. He attached a thin flash drive to it, tapping away at the screen. Looking at it, Clint blinked and decided that the code that his partner was nicknamed for was just out of his knowledge range.

“Are you ready?” Clint asked as he pulled an arrow from his quiver. He notched it as they came to the floor that they were to get off. Looking out of the half open doors, they got two beeps in their ears over their headsets, telling them that they were free to head down the hall.

Sliding into the room they wanted, Code went to the large computer and pulled out a cord. He attached the cord between the main tower and his phone, quickly breaking the security using the backdoor that he had created last week during a ‘maintenance run’. It was a few minutes later, as Clint stood by the door with a silenced gun in his hand. Code growled over just what he was finding as he downloaded it all.

“This fucker is one twisted man,” he muttered.

“How so?” Clint asked him. He looked at Code for a split second before going back to scanning the parts of the hallway that he could see.

“He’s been well known for his abuse in any ‘master/slave relationship’ that he has,” Phil stated over the line. “He’s known to like them young, jailbait young. He’s also known to force them to use hormones to keep them from being able to grow any more if he thinks he can get away with it. The ones he chooses tend to run away the moment they can if he hasn’t ‘trained’ them to fear him soon enough.” There was clacking keys as the data streamed to him. “Good. Just the files that we need, Code. We’ll take him down for the rest of it later.”

Code growled but calmed himself down, nodding. “Understood, sir,” he grunted. He started to download copies of the entire hard drive. While that happened, he created another backdoor for Phil to upload a virus that would spread through the entirety of the computer systems. From that they would be able to download everything from any computer that was attached to the system. They would be able to go through everything, keep up to date, and build a proper case against the other idiots who were a part of the ring.

“Done,” Code said. He pulled the cord from the phone and closed everything that he had opened. He wiped his trail with a few keystrokes and stood up, nodding at Clint who switched out his bow for his silenced gun before leading the way out of the office. They slipped into the elevator just in time for the guard to walk up to the floor. The two blew out their breaths as they started to head down to the third floor. It was easy to backtrack and head out, getting out onto the streets.

Phil switched the feeds one last time as Clint and Code headed to where he was. Cyber was going to ‘quit’ because of ‘family issues’ in a week’s time and would arrive back at the Helicarrier after that.

“We all good?” Clint asked as he and Code climbed into the van, closing the door behind them. Phil held up a finger and finished his part before he pulled his communicator from his ear. Turning to them, he smirked.

“We’re good. Now, let’s head on back to the building and then head for our pick-up spot,” he instructed. He climbed up into the front seat. Clint smiled at Code, getting a strained smile from the other man as he turned his laptop on to start work on cracking the files. He would also have to put them into their proper order. “Is the virus doing its job?” Phil asked as he started the van. “I didn’t have time to check beyond an initial scan.”

Code grunted as he quickly buckled himself in, connecting his specialized phone in. “By the looks of it, yeah, the virus is doing what we want it to do,” he said. Phil pulled away from the curb and headed down the street, taking care not to draw attention to them.

Clint settled in and allowed the two to talk as he broke down his bow, stroking it with a smile before he closed his case. “I take it that the stuff is uploading all of the computer systems without issue?” he asked. He was kind of worried about that, but Code had promised that he would be able to do that. He had helped his friend set up that section of computers earlier. He had acted like a new janitor helping Code, who had been the maintenance man doing computer things, move things in, and wasn’t too sure about his own skills.

“Don’t worry about it, Hawkeye. It’s loading up just fine. And I think that it’s a good thing that we’re going after this fucker,” Code said. He sighed as he started to work his way through some of the pictures and videos he had found. “How is this asshole still in business? Not to mention, alive? Shit…” he breathed out.

“What is it?” Phil asked, his voice sharp and worried.

Code smirked. “Sir, S.H.I.E.L.D. might not have enough time to get at him,” Code warned. He looked up to Phil before looking to Clint. “It seems that he took a lover and treated them as badly as you said he tended to treat his lovers. Said lover is the younger brother of the head of a high up Italian Family,” he drawled. “It seems the young man in question is currently under home care from a very private physician. And the brother is pissed.”

Phil smiled, just a small quirk of his lips that made Clint and Code shiver slightly. “I’ll have to make sure that I warn Direct Fury when we get back to the helicarrier,” he said. He shrugged, the two noting that he didn’t sound the least bit concerned and was heading for a fast food place to get a late dinner.

Clint and Code shared a look before laughing as they high-fived each other, finding that they really did like their new handler.
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