The male with the the luscious, long blond hair spoke first. "Man of Iron". He spoke, his voice booming like thunder and lighting . "These tricks may have been fun long ago but I have to disagree with them now. It has gone too far." His gaze was intense and seemed to be full of bemusement and a hint of familiarity to the situation.

J was ashamed to admit but the man's voice seemed to rattle his bones- it made him afraid. If that's what his voice could do, what could those muscles do to him- he probably couldn't take a punch from the man without being too injured to fight back.

The man dubbed as 'Man of Iron' swivelled around to face the god like man- his polished shoes squeaking slightly in pristine floors, they seemed to be new- the height difference would of been funny if J wasn't so worried that he would be caught .

"Point Break, why would I do this? The only person with us that I would do this to is Clint for clogging up my vents, and even then I wouldn't bring myself along with the torture." The man said justifying himself, unknowingly making the man in the comfort area that was watching their conversation with intensely narrowed eyes- it's a wonder he could see anything , his eyes were almost fully closed- flinch with the 'torture'.

The assassin watched the short man carefully, his face was handsome but familiar and it unsettled J immensely. He seemed to calm about this situation, like he's been though this before- that just gave J more of a reason to keep a close eye of the brown eyed man.

The large man- Point Break- what is it with the names around here, stepped forward and his eyes narrowed with thought. J watched the way they held themselves, looking for any weak spots the assassin could hit if he needed to.

The other people that were with them were also waking up and helping each other up cautiously, searching for injuries on each other- a redheaded woman wearing casual clothes- from what J could tell and a man with dirty blond hair wearing a purple suit.

"Natasha, do you have any clue where the hell we are?" The man asked as he gyrated on the spot to look around the room, mouth agape looking kind of like a fish out of water

The newly named Natasha answered, "Trust me Clint, if I knew I would tell you."

'Man of Iron' shrugged his shoulders and pulled a face when 'Clint' turned towards him, silently asking the same question. Which then lead to 'Clint' playfully pulling a fact at him to which one was returned- this continued on until the redhead became annoyed with the both of them and threatened to rip their throats out.

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So it's a double chapter but I figured it would need a lot more than just one chapter for people to actually see it so here's another one.