I was taking out the garbage when I see Daisy Skye Johnson, my younger sister, walking down the hill towards the house. She noticed me and ran to me and said, "Clingy, guess what I found!"

Oh no what did she get herself into now. I thought. She was waiting for an answer so I said, "What did you find speedy?" I know that it must be important if she is so excited about it.

"I found a circus with lots of performers. Can we go? Can we go? Please!" She begged. I hate it when she does this. With her puppy dog eyes.

You can't blame me for being cautious. So I said,"I don't know Speedy. What about mom and dad?"

She replies with, "Clingy lets just go anyway. We will be home before anyone knows that we are gone."

I have a bad feeling about this. But I said,"Ok but if we get in trouble it's your fault Speedy."

We walk to the place where Daisy found the circus. I bought the tickets and we sit down to watch the show. By the look on her face she thought that it was amazing. I can't blame her though. It is amazing.

After the show we desided to leave. I saw Daisy run into the strongman but payed no attention to it till I heard Daisy scream,"Let me go! Let me go! Clingy help me!"

I turned around and saw the strongman holding onto Daisy's arm. My brotherly instincts flared. How dare he touch my little sister! That man will pay! I walked over to them and pried the strongman's arm off of her. Then the next thing I know the strongman has me saying, "You will add nicely to our show. You will or the little girl will get hurt." I can't let my little sister get hurt so I relax and let him take me. What I heard next broke my heart.

"No Clingy don't go! Don't leave me here!" She screams.

The last thing I say to her is, "You will be okay. I promise."

The man drags me to a tent. He says to the other performers, "We have our archer. He may not look like much now but look at his arms. He will be a pro in no time. He will be called Trickshot." Hell no I will be called Clint Barton.

I wake up in the quinjet sweating and panting. They are just getting worse. Every year on this date I have the same dream. It was 20 years ago today that I lost my sister. Not even Fury knows. I should probably tell him soon.

"Clint are you all right?" Natasha asks me. I have always had a crush on her but I can't bring myself to tell her. Then I notice everyone is stearing.

"Ya I'm fine." I say lying. I need to find her. I need to know she is safe.