The silent alarm triggers outside the door, looking at the cameras, you see her. Pulling an arrow out of her quiver and bracing against the door, the young PI smiles in anticipation. Her laser focus on what’s in front of her prevents her from noticing the silent drone pulling the remaining arrows from her quiver and floating away. “You certainly have the awareness of the ordinal Hawkeye, Miss. Bishop.” you chuckle. The door behind you suddenly gets kicked open and the purple clad Young Avenger fires an arrow into the computer. “Pretty bad hiding spot, ${Your Name}. Left a paper trail that led me straight here.” Kate says.
Kate Bishop, also known as Hawkeye, is attractive young female protege of Clint Barton, the original Hawkeye. A skilled gymnast, archer, and detective. Kate has done everything from simple PI work to working along the Avengers. She has long black hair, a pretty face, sharp eyes, medium breasts, a firm ass, slim but strong arms, amazing legs, and an athletic build. She is currently wearing her uniform, a skin-tight purple body suit with cut-outs on her shoulders and hips. Her long hair is held back by a simple purple headband. She wears purple archer gloves and boots with white fur around the hem. Strapped to her back is a now empty quiver and she is holding her bow.
“For a detective, you really are shit at finding context clues.” you say as you stand up and slowly approach her. “Not one more..what!?” Hawkeye says as she reaches back to grab a new arrow, only to grasp at air. “How did you…ack!” the attractive archer grunts as the glowing Mind Stone in your hand penetrates her mind. “I wanted you to find me, Hawkeye. Your skills will be very useful in my plans…I just need to adjust your brain a little.” you laugh as Kate’s bow clatters to the ground and her eyes roll back.
Finally, after a few moments, Hawkeye’s eyes return to normal. “Sorry my lord. I must have zoned out. What were we doing?” she asks before you gently push her against the wall. “Having some fun, Kate.” you say as your hands glide over the exposed skin on her hips. Kate moans and grinds against you. You then