The search for Captain America

[Hawkeye]

With a Sigh, Hawkeye thinks to himself "will I ever find Captain America. If I'm gunna be any use in this coming war I'll need a place to stay". Hawkeye has been spreading word to the few people he can trust to try and find anyone from the resistance. He knows its a risky move but one he is willing to take. Clint thinks to himself "Maybe its better if I let Captain find me.

[Captain America]

NO!

Cap, dressed in a thick overcoat and shades to disguise himself, saw the figure and staggered away.

NO!

It couldn't be! Daredevil had tipped him off that an 'old friend' was looking for him and would be... but.... NO! Clint Barton was dead. Cap had SEEN him die, had watched with his own two eyes as one of his best friends was murdered before his eyes because of the reality-powers-gone-awry of the Scarlet Witch.

And yet that was Clint Barton in the street- Cap knew him instantly, he could hardly mistake him. But Clint was DEAD! And yet... and yet.... months ago, on M-Day, when there had been a visitor to the Avengers Mansion, the New Avengers had rushed there to find a Hawkeye costume... and the news article of Hawkeye's death pinned to the wall by a purple arrow. Could Wanda have... when she screwed with reality again, could she have...

CLINT BARTON WAS DEAD!

Cap- Steve Rogers... turned to walk away. Leave this behind, put it out of his mind... but he couldn't. He clenched his fists, his mind reeling. He had to know. He had to... He walked towards his friend- one of the oldest members of the Avengers, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Clint?" he whispered.

[Hawkeye]

With a Wry smile Clint Barton turned and greeted a man who thought he was dead. The leader of the Anti Registration Resistance Captain America. "Suprised my old friend" Said Clint. It seems like its been forever since he last saw Steve or any of the avengers for that matter. With Wanda's warping power Clint had been brought back. It was both a blessing and a curse. He could see the Shock on Steve's face. "Miss me?"

[Captain America]

"Clint..." said Steve. And he felt an overwhelming surge of equal-parts amazement, relief and happiness. "Clint." Steve Rogers had lived through two world wars, he had stood at the ruins of 9/11 and Stamford, he had had seen his greatest friend die and then return as a hideous monstrosity. And right there and then, in the middle of the street, he could not help but grab Clint Barton and hug him for a moment.

He pulled away. "It's really you." He said. "It's really... Clint." Miss him? MISS HIM? How could Cap not? Of all the Avengers that had ever died, the death of Hawkeye was the one that had struck closest to Cap's heart. "We can't..." he froze. "It's.... I shouldn't be here. I'm.... I'm underground, I can't be seen..." He paused. "Where have you been?" he asked at last.

[Hawkeye]

He knew this last question was going to come but not so soon. With a deep breath Hawkeye explains to Cap where and what he has been doing for this long time. "I've been helping out a freind who spent some time in the slammer. In other words Steve I've been playing Daredevil." With a look of amusement Clint continues, "With Murdock being in prison, I saw a need and I filled it. I wasn't ready to return as Hawkeye yet anyway. Thats enough for now, this place isn't safe."

[Doctor Strange]

"You've angered Death, Hawkeye."

Like he has a habit of doing, Doctor Strange popped up out of nowhere, and now he was walking towards the two gentlemen. He, too, had decided to take a disguise. He had saved this Earth on a daily basis from threats they couldn't even understand with nearly no help in his campaign against black magic. And what does he get? Outlawed. As a result, his usually bright colors were replaced with a simple brown overcoat, which was worn over a white t-shirt and a pair of blue jean cargo pants. A pair of eyeglasses were hanging on the bridge of his nose, the color of his blue-gray eyes a bit dulled behind them.

"I...don't like to be the bearer of bad tidings, as you know. But ever since the Scarlet Witch's machinations, I've been stuck as the, how do you say, garbage man. I have to clean up the mess." He rubbed his goatee for a moment, waiting for them to take it in. It was obvious by the look on his face that he didn't want to say or do what needed to be said or done.

"Death is angry. You aren't the first soul that was taken from her as a result of Wanda's reality warp. I don't know how long I can postpone it, but eventually, Clint..." He sighed.

"Death will come to collect."

[Hawkeye]

With a deep sigh, Hawkeye takes in what Strange has said. The only problem is Clint Barton doesn't scare easy. Death make come for him but, it comes for all eventually. "I'm sorry to dissapoint doctor but, death won't be taking me anytime soon. I have been there and done that and frankly a extended stay isn't in my plans for the near future."

[Doctor Strange]

"I'm afraid you don't understand the seriousness of the matter. You've disrupted the cosmic balance - in layman's terms, the yin and the yang. Not only will Death be coming for you, but if this continually goes unheeded, Infinity, the Living Tribunal, even the One Above All will come for you. I'm sorry, Clint." The doctor turned and began to walk away when he suddenly stopped.

"But." A moment passed, his back still to the purple Avenger.

"There is a loophole. If you come quickly."

[Hawkeye]

Clint Barton is a man that could charm a snake out of its skin, he has been banking that he could do the same about death...guess not. "well Doc the way you put, I guess I have no choice. Lets Go"

[Doctor Strange]

Stephen turned to look at Hawkeye and then to the Captain. "Steve? Will you be joining us?"

[Hawkeye]

Looking to Steve "It would sure be great to have you come. Course I understand if you need to stay and do all sorts of work of fearless one."

[Multiple Man]

A man was walking head down with a hat and a cloak on. Hearing there conversation he looked at them realising who they were. Suddenly four men came out of him surrounding them. "Hey guys your not going anywhere... with out me that is" He looked at Cap "I have been searching for you cap ever since we got away from shield" his multiples came back into him. "Obvioulsy i have multiple advantages in finding you"

[Captain America]

Steve was too used to Doctor Strange by now to be much troubled when he popped up. But he WAS troubled by his words to Hawkeye. Very troubled indeed. He would do anything to help his old friend, anything. He opened his mouth to say as much when Multiple Man had approached.

Steve's first instinct was to shush him. "We can't... be here." he said instinctively. "two of us are on the run and one of us is dead!" He looked around. "Don't draw attention." He locked eyes with Doctor Strange, his mind whirling.

I know I can trust Madrox.. he helped me out of a tough spot back at the meeting, before Doctor Strange and I escaped. And if he joins the Resistance... then we can get a lot more heroes. He looked up. "Doctor Strange... Clint... meet Jamie Madrox." He turned to Hawkeye and Strange, then back to Jamie. They had been noticed now, and people were closing on them- he thought he saw police.

"There's no time to explain- Stephen, looks like we're coming along for the ride!"

[Hawkeye]

"Aww, aren't we just a band of merry men. Well I guess with multiple ma around we have a proverbial army on our side.With that the hero looked at the group with a look of joy. It had been to long since he had felt so "alive" and Clint hoped it would stay that way....in more ways than one.

[Human Torch]

Johnny was jogging down Manhattan, when he saw something that started to turn this in to a better day. He sped up a bit until he was in speaking distanc from the group of people walking. The Captain was in disguise, so he thought it best not to call out to him.

"Barton, so I see that being dead doesn't exactly suit you," Johnny called out.

Hawkeye smiled at the Captain, and turned toward Johnny.