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I just know if a couple saw Deadpool and Wolverine movie together they definitely doing the boombyah afterwards. Or yk just girlfriend who went to see the movie with her friends. Cause dear God Hugh Jackman’s abs 😩 it can get anybody horny. And just him in general. It reminds me of that scene from Grown Ups that day at water park when wives see the hot guy. And that night they all smash their husbands. That’s what I think couples went through after that movie. God bless you Hugh Jackman 🫡

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I hope all my nanami lovers are doing okay out there (myself included). Especially on thanksgiving where we’re supposed to be thankful for something 🥲 (DAMG YOU GEGE) just know our man is quietly enjoying his vacation in Malaysia.

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I just KNOW the creator of Bleach was thinking with his dick. Cause both the MEN and the WOMEN are hot as hell like COME ON!!!

HE GOT ME HOOTING AND HOLLERING ANYTIME ANYBODY SAY BANKAI SHAONDKWPSMMA

Don’t even get me started on Aizen cause screaming externally he is too fine for NO GOD DAMN REASON

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟨

Warning: 18+ content, explicit language

A/n: We are finally going to get into some of things Akira went through in her life when trained in the Ten Rings

|| {𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵} ||

    .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖉

A stare down had ensued for a good five minutes neither one of them daring to look away. Until Jarvis interrupted 

“Sir? Miss?” Both of them groaned as his voice made them both lose concentration.

“I WAS GONNA WIN!!”

“YEAH RIGHT DID YOU NOT SEE THE STEEL GAZE I HAD GOING ON!”

Walking around the lab the machines started to dismantle the metal, not once did he take his eyes off the young women not trusting she won’t pull something funny. 

“How did you get past my security system?” Sitting down across from her in place of the robot earlier. “Oh Tony Tony baloney you think you're the only genius around here. But you’re wrong.” 

Moving the red checker piece forward “So then how did you do it?” 

“Simple I disengaged your motion sensor cameras with a code of my own–”

“Then how did it not alert the system?” Holding her hand up to his face “Anthony can you please let me finish? As I was saying, the code I used combined with a UI redress that I made specifically for security cameras. So if any motion was triggered it would instantly rewrite in the system that nothing was there–”

“OKAY okay I get it expert hacker so then how did you get past Jarvis he’s my first line of defense he should’ve alerted me right away.” Picking up the black piece to capture one of the red ones. “Oh simple Jarvis and I are like Pen Pals!” 

He moved to capture one of hers but the shock of what she said distracted him “Excuse me? Pen Pals??” 

“You know when you exchange letters and stuff” sneakily placing her checker piece in a different spot without him noticing. “I know what Pen Pals are!! I mean how did you– what did you do UGH!!” His frustration grew bigger as more questions popped up. 

“Well since it's my job to keep an eye on you I~ hacked into your security cameras, relaying it on my laptop so everything he sees” pointing to the ceiling “I see. Along the way Jarvis tried to stop me but I override his program. Aaaaand impressed with my efforts and not being seen as a threat we started talking whenever no one was around we easily became good friends talking about tech jargon and stuff.”

Trying to process all the information he just received, so the entire time he thought he was alone 

“You have a creepy hobby, kid.” He walked off to another part of his lab “I TOLD you its my job I don’t enjoy either I rather be on a kill mission” 

“Excuse me a what?” not catching her last words “I said I would rather go on a kill mission.” the anxious tick she had came back as she started to bounce her leg up and down.

“So then why are you here?” Turning back to her still not trusting that the young assassin won’t try to pull something.

“that’s classified” 

“Who are you working for?”

“That’s uh classified.”

“Okay how did you break out of the facility” 

“that’s also classified.” Taking a pause between her words

The back and forth banter wasn’t as fun this time since all the questions were being shot down. “Then what’s NOT classified.” 

“Uhhhhhh ehhhhh ruuuuuu” Still not getting an answer left a big tick in his head “You know what forget!”

“Hey don’t get mad at me YOU’RE the one that put me here in the first place!”

“Now how is this MY FAULT?!” Circling his arm in her direction

Coping the same motion in a bigger impression “YES you're fault there was nobody else on that jet except us so you’re most likely the suspect that tempered with my jet. Just know I wouldn't even be in the States right now because of you!!!” Her hands close together to make emphasis of her irritation as the ground started to shake and the pips were starting to groan. 

 “I–” 

“AND THANKS to your pal Rhody who handed me over to the same people I now have to work for!” 

“Akira calm down there’s an earthquake happening—”

“UGH NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID?! YOU GOT ME RILED UP!” Altogether the ground stopped shaking as she was taking deep breaths to calm herself. “Akira I’m–” Ignoring him altogether she stomped all the way upstairs with Tony right on her tail. “Where are you going?!” 

    .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

They stopped in the middle of his kitchen with her right in front of the fridge. “Well, I can’t release my anger on anything and I can’t KILL anybody so I’m gonna do the one thing I CAN do.” Pulling open the door scanning his food “and that would be?”

“Binge eating you stupid fuck gosh you may be book smart but have no common sense between those big ears of yours.”

“Oh my god can’t BELIEVE I’m stuck here working for a guy with an eyepatch as my boss ALL because of him.” Muttering to herself as she looked through the fridge while Tony slowly brought his hands up to ears feeling them. “Are they really that big?” It was dead silent with only the fridge making a slight buzzing noise from being kept open.

No patience to cook right now there were limited options. Continuing to scavenge through his food selection picking out a few simple ingredients like leftovers or fruit. Walking up beside her he decided to do the one thing he could to make it up to her. And that was to cook. Before taking a bite out of the plum he put a hand in front of her face. “That’s not ripe yet.” He took the fruit out of her hand and placed it back in the fridge. “Here how about I make a deal I’ll cook you a meal as a way to apologize for the whole ‘leaving you in military base’. Sound good?” 

A cloud of anger still hovered over her but could never turn down a free home cooked meal. “Fine its a deal but you better not pull anything funny.” She settled herself on a bar stool that was in front of the kitchen counter. “I won’t don’t worry. Besides I don't have much so you’ll just have to settle with bacon and eggs.” Opening one of the cabinets to get a pan “how do you want your eggs cooked?” he asked while placing the pan on the stove. “There's different ways you can cook eggs?” He did a quick turn to look at her “yeah? wait do you even know how to cook?”

“Of course I know how to cook… simple things” He waited for her to elaborate while the pan heats up. “WELL like RICE I know how to cook rice.. Uh eggs scrambled of course the only way I know, a sandwich I can make an AMAZING BLT!” He tried not to judge since he wasn’t a five star class chef. Too tired to come up with any lies, she decided to just explain herself “well when you grow up in a terrorist organization its kind hard to find time to practice cooking. Arms crossed and leaned back in her seat “Wait WHAT a terrorist organization- kid we need to sign you up into some serious therapy.” 

“I’m fine okay I don’t need therapy I don’t even have the time I’m on a mission!”

“Okay okay maybe save therapy for another time but we seriously need to have a talk about” waving his hand in a circle in front of her “all of that.” Turning back to the pan he started placing stripes of bacon along with a couple of eggs. “You are one lucky girl cause I’m making my famous sunny side up eggs.” Rolling her eyes “wooooooow must be a true honor to try such a delicacy.” 

Once again silence took up the space “sooooo that earthquake earlier was that you?” With back still turned to her not wanting to burn the food. Distracting herself by drawing patterns into the marble countertop “Uhhhh yeah yeah I can kinda control the four elements you know fire, water, earth, air.” Since he already saw her bending fire and earth when they first met, what's the harm of him knowing the other two. “Wait. So you’re like the Avatar?”

“Ava what now?”

“You know, like the master of the four elements?”

Shaking her head not getting the reference “Sorry I don’t follow”

“Bald kid with big blue arrow on his head?” her face twisted into confusion.

“Nope”

“Airbender, has a mystical flying pet bison, does the whole glowy thing when he gets mad. No? Nothing?” He has totally lost her at this point.

He placed the food on two plates sliding one over to her with a fork and spoon. “Sorry I really don’t know what you're talking about. Are you like referencing this from a movie or a show or something?” 

“Exactly! From a show on Nickelodeon called Avatar the Last Airbender.” Hoping the name would spark recognition. Signing I guess I gotta dumb it down for him “Did you not here the part where I said ‘raised in a terrorist organzation’ they don’t exactly have cable.” Seeing her point now realizing more and more of what a sad life the girl in front of him went through. 

Picking up his plate he walked over to the living room signaling her to follow. “What are we doing and also do you have any rice by chance? It feels weird to eat it plain.” Planted himself in the middle of the couch turning on the tv “sadly no I don’t but it's okay to eat like this.” Flipping through the channels he finally reached the kids channel and with great coincidence the show he was talking about was on. A marathon actually from start to finish “you are so weird who eats a meal without rice?” Sitting a few feet from him “hey I’m not weird its just a cultural difference you eat it with rice and I don't. And now I’m about to educate you.” 

“Huh?” biting into a piece of bacon “Avatar. We’re gonna watch it so you’ll finally get all the references I’ve been saying.” Sitting up straight “so you just want me to watch a show just so I can understand your references?” 

“Yes and no I want you to understand them at the same time you’ll be getting a good experience of watching a show that you couldn’t when you were younger.” She couldn’t really argue with that logic besides this was way better than being in a car surveilling through a laptop.

A few episodes flew by and Akira started to get really invested in the show. Occasionally she would ask a few questions like ‘can ice really keep your body from aging like that?’ or ‘how is a flying bison a thing?’ or commented that a lot of their bending they did were very similar to hers. Her latest question though would soon be her biggest regret “so why exactly does he have to master all four elements anyways? Like why should it be his problem to take down the fire lord?”

They both got comfortable on the couch her in a criss cross pattern, jacket thrown away and yes Phil still made her wear a stupid suit on stake out missions. While Tony just man spread trying to take up all the space. “Its because he was reborn as the avatar its his responsibility.”

“Tch just because it's his responsibility? So he never had a choice in the matter” Pressing the control button to fast forward the end credits. “So what about you?”

“What?” 

“How did you get your powers?” expecting an epic tale of her life journey but silence was the only answer. For a girl who likes to joke a lot tonight has been oddly silent. In a small voice she replied “I don’t wanna talk about it.” Faced forward in her seat as she tucked her knees under her chin. “Oh come on don’t tell me its a trade secret or maybe you got them in some freak accident while training in the terrorist organi–” 

“NO there’s no epic tale or friends who helped support me! It wasn’t a glorified fairy tale that people make out to be! And you know what NOT EVEN I KNOW WHERE I GOT IT FROM!! THERE satisfied.” 

Left in a constant state of confusion and emptiness. Not only did she not know how she got her powers she didn’t even know where she was born or who her parents were. It always felt like a piece of her was missing.

Glancing back at her closed off state he was a big idiot. Being raised in an evil organization, the ten rings, and the missing information in her file. Everything started to add up. This girl right beside him really had a hard life yet he still insisted on knowing. Maybe she was right, maybe I am only book smart with no common sense between him.

The heavy atmosphere hung for a while till Tony decided to break it “I hate my dad.” It was still silent but now with a hint of awkwardness “he always treated me like I was in the way of his greatest accomplishment.” Head still tucked between her arms but he could tell that she was listening.

“It wasn’t a hard life per say compared to others at least. I had a loving mom and tolerable dad if I just grit my teeth. But it was still hard. All I ever wanted was to get his recognition just to know I wasn’t a mistake.” Exhaling he didn’t really talk about his family issues to anyone but for some reason he felt this was the time. “Now it's too late cause they’re both gone and I’ll never know what it feels like to have him proud of me.” No words were spoken as the information sank in. “Look I can’t say I know what you’re going through but I can relate to a degree of never being able to know something or that life wasn’t easy.”

Lifting her head just enough to hover over her arms “I never really knew where I came from the ten rings was all I had.” Looking off to stare at the wall next to the TV “Sometimes I pretend I am making up ideas in my head that my parents are still alive somewhere trying to look for me or maybe it was just better to write them off as dead.”

“All was the small facility I was placed in and thats what I called home ever since I was a baby. They’re the reasons why I am what I am today.” The sounds of the show was all but a white noise in her mind as she continued her story.

“Instead of dolls I got knives, instead of tea parties I was taught how to distribute poisons to neutralize my enemies, instead of playgrounds I got sparring matches until I bleed, instead of going to school and learning I got lessons in the many ways to kill a person. Of course they gave me a proper education. I had to be well rounded in every aspect. Trained to be covert operative that can blend into the surrounding but also ensnare somebody into a trap.”

The grip on her arms tighten the more in depth she got relieving the many terrible memories she had. “It wasn’t a life I chose just like Aang but in one way or another we have to live with it.”

The air between the two was still heavy but now they at least had a better understanding of each other. For Akira it was somewhat of a relief in a way to talk about her past with someone other than Alexie. 

“So how did you escape from the ten rings?”

“Now that’s gonna have to wait till another time, and maybe you’re right, maybe I do need therapy.”

“Yeah next time I’m going to have to charge you for the next session.”

“Go ahead, put it on my tab” 

“You don’t have a tab.” 

“Then start one.”

    .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

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till death do us part

Pairing: Nanami Kento x Reader

Warning: This scenario may cause tears to leak out of your eyes, chest pains, the will to never recover, and constant wondering of what ifs. 

Contains:

-angst

-the need for therapy

-a lot of hurt

-takes place the day of the Shibuya Arc

-kinda spoiler if you haven’t read the manga

Summary: You and Kento have been thinking of getting married but he just needs to go on one last mission

A/n: I am not responsible for the indescribable pain and sadness after reading. I’m sorry but If I have to go through it so do yall. I cried six times writing and editing this you better get some tissues ready.

Basically you and Nanami have been going steady for a while now. Heck you guys we’re even considering to get married, he secretly bought a engagement  ring to seal the deal. Sadly the right time to propose never came around since his job as jujutsu sorcerer always kept him busy. Every day you pray that he makes it back in one piece. This time he promised after one more big job he’ll quit being a sorcerer to live a calm life with you.

Now you’re a normal human that has enough curse energy to see curses and exorcise a small few but not strong to be a full time sorcerer.

It was another ordinary day for you as you saw Nanami off but he was acting a little more jittery than normal but decided brush it off. “You know the drill right? Come back safely that’s all I ask.” The soft look he gives always left butterflies in your stomach. “Of course darling.” Going about the daily routine of seeing him off with a kiss. Pulling away he holds your face between his hands knowing fully well that today would be tougher than the most he could just feel it. 

“I love you as much as there’s stars in the sky and water in the ocean” he said placing a kiss on your forehead. Usually this would give you a warm feeling on the inside when said but for some reason it felt more longing? But ultimately decided to push it aside for now. He walked out the door with only a few feet apart glancing back one last time to see you waving him goodbye.

Time skip 

Finally coming backing from a long day of work was exhausting as usual but you persevered nonetheless as you prepared dinner. Humming a soft tune excited to see your sleepy-eyed boyfriend get off from work. With dinner finally done you waited at the dining table, its already been a hour but there was no signs of him coming home yet. “Huh he most be on overtime” packing up his portion of food  into the fridge knowing it was regular occurrence sometimes with his job.

You got ready for bed cuddling into the pillow that still lingered with his scent a mix of faint cologne and body wash.  As you started to drift off into sleep you felt a faint touch of someone brushing your hair behind your ear and a light kiss pressed against your forehead the last words whispered in your ear “I love you.” 

Days went by with no news of Nanami as the stingy feeling knowing of your worse nightmare might be coming true. A quiet knock came from your door. The body reacting faster than mind as you rushed to the door hoping it was the man that swore his love to you. 

Yanking the door open stood wasn’t the tired blond but a pink haired boy with a scar running across his face. Recognizing him as one of Nanami’s students from the goofy pictures Gojo would send you. Maybe he was here to give you some sort of news on whereabouts of your lover but the look on his face said it all. The first words that were utter from his lips were “I’m sorry.” 

The instant reaction of hands cupped against your mouth already denying whatever the young boy was trying to say. “It’s my fault- I’m sorry for your loss.” Collapsed on the floor as streams of tears falling from your eyes as crying in silence. What made it worse was the velvet box placed in front of you “he used the last of his curse energy to protect it.” 

Opening the box you found a beautiful silver ring with stars littering the middle and on the inside was engraved with the words.

My little starlight

He would always say that you were the light that would lead him out of countless dark moments. But what would happen if the person that needed guiding no longer existed? What was left of the star with no one to guide?

Now all you had left was big empty house with nobody to share, a gaping hole where you heart once was, and a beautiful ring that held so many promises that were now shattered. 

Slipping on the ring as tear drops fell one by one.

                                                                     “Till death do us part...”

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𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢/𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔰

✤ - angst 

ꔫ - fluff

𐐪𐑂 - smut 

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ

till death do us part ✤

Summary: You and Kento have been thinking of getting married but he needs to go on one last mission

𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘠𝘶𝘫𝘪

𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

looks can be deceiving 𐐪𐑂

Summary: They may act like a sweetheart in front of people but when someone tries to catch your attention it’s like a switch being flipped

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CAN WE APPRECIATE HOW GOOD THIS MAN LOOKS!!!!!! THE FUCKING HEELS & THE OVER SHOULDER LOOK

I JUST WANNA **BEEP** AND THEN **BEEP** WHILE HE **BEEPS** SO I CAN **BEEP**

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I legit had to do a double take 😂 this was my whole ass reaction

👁👄👁➖👄➖👁👄👁

Am I- AM I SEEING STRAIGHT?!?!

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👁👄👁➖👄➖👁👄👁

Am I- AM I SEEING STRAIGHT?!?!

@youlightmeupfinn

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟧

Warning: 18+ content, explicit language

Fun fact: Phil is the one that recommended most of shows and movies Akira watches

A/n: Chapter 5 is out!! Akira is finally gonna be able to get out of the stuffy office

|| {𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵} ||

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

𝖘𝖔 𝖜𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓

The next day

After the conference yesterday, Phil and Akira made it back to SHIELD to officially register her in the system. But her identity had to be kept secret from the rest of the employees. In any other file it would be like she was a normal person that got hired on a good recommendation and track record. This cover helps any wandering personnel outside from snooping in and finding her. Only the people who had the highest security clearance had access to it, for the rest of the employees they see her as a cute protege that is always beside Coulson. 

Relaxed in her office right beside Phil’s just watching a movie that he recommended since she’s been missing out on a lot things since she was raised in a terrorist organization. The land line rang as she was getting to the part where Milo was meeting the Atlanians for the first time. “Akira pick up the phone!” Phil called out from his office. Pausing the movie she grudgingly picked up the phone “this better be good I was in the middle of something important.” 

“Watching the Lost city of Atlantis is what you call important.”

“Yes I– hold on, how do you know I was..” Looking around the office to check for hidden cameras having no clue where they were. “Just get your ass up to my office. I need to debrief you on your first mission.” Still confused on how he knew what she was watching, she made her way to the elevator that led up to the top floor. 

The ping indicated the arrival as she stepped into his office “I’m still wondering how you–”

“Sit.” Not even giving her the chance to finish the sentence she swallowed the urge to insult him as she sat down in front of him watching as he looked over file after file “Your assignment is to keep a close eye on Tony Stark take note of anybody who goes in and out his residence. For now no contact with the target, just a simple stake out.” Getting right to it “whaaaaa stop stop stop that’s so boring I’ve run errands more dangerous than that!”

“We don’t want to affect civilian lives too much so we try to stick to the shadows, you’re good at that aren’t you?” Not being able to argue with his claim she kept her mouth shut until the debriefing was over. Distracted at the thought of where she is now, how did I fall so low? I used to be feared all over Asia. Now I’m here working some temp job to babysit a spoiled 34 year old who doesn’t know the meaning of no. Contemplating life decisions was the only thing going through her mind until something caught her interest.

“We got word that there’s something going on in Afghanistan, it could be the Ten Rings you’ve been hunting down.” Finally catching her attention as he watched her straighten up in the seat. “It seems like they are still fully invested in recreating Stark’s work. So keep a close eye on who keeps contact with Tony.”

Putting the puzzle pieces together wasn’t hard. Clearly there has to be an inside man snooping through Tony’s business. And with them no longer manufacturing weapons where would all the blueprints and materials go? Of course they would either delete all the data or stash them away so nobody else can use them. But for the people who did want them it would be the perfect time to snatch them up.

Fury watched as her mind was working on putting two and two together. For a 19 year old she was very bright and could solve situations very quickly. “Alright even though it sounds boring I’ll do it.”

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

Afterwards, the director sent her away along with a duffle bag filled with essentials: laptop, binoculars, car keys, and some other stuff to keep busy.

She hated surveillance missions more than anything. Just sitting around waiting for something to happen wasn’t her style. Now going and causing the chaos that’s more her speed. Watching Tony tinker away in his little lab creating what she thought was a new replica of the metal suit she witnessed back in Afghanistan. Of course you may wonder how she got this footage so easily. Well news flash Tony may be a genius but he’s not the only one. Hacking into a multi billionaire dollar security system was child’s play to her. If she wanted to, she could hack Jarvis and change his name to Mr. Meow Meow with a few strokes of a keypad. 

But since she was on sUrVEiLlaNCe dUTy she refrained from doing so. The only people that ever go in and out of Stark’s house was the blond lady she met at the conference and a bald guy. Now she may have not caught up to a lot of movies during her time at the office but she knew enough that men who barely have any hair or bald were always up to no good most of the time. So she kept a close eye on him, occasionally tailing him when she switched out surveillance duty with somebody else.

Usually the people who switch out with would bring her treats as a reward for being a good look out. You should see the drawers of her desk, it was filled up with nothing but snacks and sweets people have bought for her. With a charming demeanor and sweet words she won a lot of the employees affection but only Phil and Fury knew the real person behind that deceiving mask. She may put an act of being an innocent and untrained protege in most people’s eyes but they knew there was a cold blooded killer that resided within. And they would very much like to keep it that way.

It was one of the last shifts of the night taking over for a woman named Maria. “Good work Miss Maria, you deserve a long rest and don’t forget to get plenty of beauty sleep.” Closing the car door for her with a gentle smile “You are the sweetest girl I ever met. Sometimes I think you picked the wrong line of work. But getting to be around your energetic and kind nature makes me happy you are. I’ll make sure to drop some of my homemade cookies the next time I stop by your office.” The thing you least liked about this woman is she can literally talk your head off. Don't get me wrong, she's a sweet woman and I like her especially for her cookies. She looked off at the distance like she was monologuing to an imaginary audience.

“I’ll patiently await the day.” Sending her off with an award winning smile waving goodbye she kept that facade once the car lights disappeared in the distance along with her smile. “Man, I thought she would never stop talking, at least I’m getting cookies.” Setting up her surveillance gear like usual.

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

It was just one of those nights where he was going through a couple of test runs on the suit. After successfully flying through the lab he gave himself a pat on the back. “Yeah I can fly” the same cocky tone he supported like usual. But tonight he wanted to test the limits of the whole suit “Jarvis you there?” putting on the mask the A.I. system answered his call “at your service sir.” 

“Engage Heads up Display.” 

“Check.”

“Import all preferences from home interface.”

“Will do, sir.” 

Tony started to walk through his valley of cars watching as Jarvis updated the systems. “All right what do you say? Should we go on a test run?”

“Everything is uploaded and ready to go Mr. Stark”

“Do a check on control services.” 

“As you wish.” The suit started to whirl to life making adjustments here and there to accommodate their creator’s wishes.

“Test is complete ready to power down to run full diagnos-” cutting off the A.I. “Uhhh actually lets do weather and ATC check.”

“Sir I implore you to reconsider-” He called out his name in a warning tone “sometimes you got to run before you walk.” Counting down he fired up the system launching himself through the garage pathway into the city. 

From a distance this was a perfect opportunity for someone to do some snooping. 

The test run on the suit outside of the lab still needed plenty of adjustments which were easy fixes for Tony Stark. Heading back home he made it to the roof of his house right below the garage. Not wanting to make the round trip of entering through the door he dropped down right where he was. Crashing through three floors sure was painful and can't forget being doused with a fire extinguisher right afterwards.

Before he could move a familiar voice rang out from his lab “Woooow. Must I say you always know how to make an entrance Anthony.” Only three people in his life ever called him Anthony, his mom, despicable dad, and the young girl he left in a holding cell a couple of weeks back. Standing up he made his way over to the lab. With arms out in front of him he was ready to fire at the intruder but what he saw wasn’t at all what he was expecting. There she was playing checkers?

“Hey hurry up its your turn”  With one of his robots but it got more weird as the familiar voice of the A.I. system spoke out.

“I’m sorry Miss Akira I will–”

“And how many times have I told you not to address me as Miss, we're practically besties.” 

They continued their game of checkers ignoring the man in the metal suit all together. Questions popping into his mind every few seconds ‘Why is she here?’ ‘Shouldn’t she be in prison?’ ‘How did she get past my security system?’

Spinning her chair to face his direction “you must have a lot of questions but before you ask let me go first.” His metal mask unlatched from his face to get a better look at her. “So should I still call you tin man, or maybe metal man? No no no. OOO how about Iron man has a nice ring to it don’t you think!”

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

[yunospotpotatoes]

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟦

Warning: 18+ content, explicit language 

A/n: I hope you guys are enjoying the book so far :) also do guys like the new banner? I’m gonna try to switch up every chapter depending on what’s going on in the story! I already updated the banners for the other chapters

|| {𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵} ||

  .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖊

Tired of sightseeing, Akira made her way across the eye-patched man who has yet to introduce himself. The burning gaze was growing hotter on his forehead as he saw her studying him “My name is Nick Fury I’m the director of SHIELD.” Immediately went back to look over his files, not much of a talker huh? Starting to get impatient with all the silence she went ahead and asked.

“So why exactly have you brought me here cause I had a hot date with one of those security guards back at the base.” Placing the documents down he finally met her curious eyes “Sorry you’re gonna have to cancel. The reason why I brought you here is because we can use somebody with your particular skill set.” Keeping a close eye to see if this caught her attention “Last time I remember government agencies don’t hire professional killers to join whatever this is.” Waving her hands around the chain clanging with it.

“Well we’re not an ordinary agency, let's just say we’re what the government brings in when they can’t handle national to global threats.”

Legs crossed and arms raised resting on the desk “And what would I benefit from working with you guys?” 

“Well considering you have a bounty over your head in every continent and all your assets have been either stripped away or frozen I’d say you’d be benefitting a lot from working with us.” Mimicking the same position she posed now locked on a full blown stare down, neither one giving in. A few more seconds passed by until she blinked “UGH that’s no fair you only have one eye so you don’t have to worry about the other one watering!”

Tired of the kiddy games he wanted a clear answer “So what do you think you are willing to join?”

“You know it wouldn’t look so good on my criminal record that a killer suddenly joined a government organization. Scratch the bounty on my head they’ll want to kill me just for the fun of it.” Leaned back in her chair “So no thank you I rather—” 

“No need to worry about them, those are minor to no threat compared to what we deal with on a daily basis.” His persistence knows no bounds as he continued to try to persuade her. “Geez Nick you just don’t give up do you?” 

“Don’t call me Nick it's either Director Fury or just Fury.” Dumbified at what she’s hearing right now. What is with all these guys not wanting to be called by their first name?? “Okay whatever Nick does this job come with pay cause if not I’m gonna walk–” Not standing for the attitude he threw some back at her “No we're doing charity work to end world hunger of course you get paid.” 

“Hey you shouldn’t joke about ending world hunger, it's a serious issue” in a teasing voice. Running her fingers through her hair the thought of getting paid to kill again sounded enticing but what would that cost her. “Before I agree, what's the catch? I’m pretty sure not everybody would be so thrilled of you recruiting me.”

“Of course we’ll have to monitor you at all times in case you go off the rails. I wouldn't want another incident like the Philippines to happen again. The near thought of that place sent a panic through her body. Taking it as a threat she stood up peering down at the man, anger filled her eyes “How do you know about that?” Each and every word dripped with venom the thought of somebody knowing what happened that day was mortifying. “Why you wouldn’t think I didn’t know a little bit about your past before bringing you here?” 

Not liking how he answered her question with question she wanted answers now “Fuck. You. Tell me how you know.” 

“Jesus, you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“Never knew her. Now talk.”

Not commenting on what she said he continued “I have my sources. I can't say I know much but what was left of the building looked like it was caused by a tsunami, earthquake, tornado, and volcanic eruption all at once. Of course it would cause suspicion so we looked into it and what that place was originally for. All the connections lead back to you. That’s all I know, I swear.”

“Huh your word means shit to me” the irritation was clear in her voice as she sat back down the nervous tick surfaced back up as she bounced her leg up and down. “No deal I’m getting out of here–”

“Need I remind all your assets have been frozen and if you walk out of this facility right now there will be a bigger target on your back. And if that doesn’t give you enough incentive there are other means to make you stay.” Slowly laughing to herself finally his true intentions come to surface. “You just want to keep a close eye on the freak of nature and use me whenever you so fit don’t you?”

“Use is not a word to describe our little arrangement, think of it more as I scratch your back and you scratch mine. A mutual relationship between people.” 

Chuckling once again “and how many exactly did you ensnare with that line.” Still waiting for an answer, the man glared. Rolling her eyes she took the deal “fine I’ll join you but as soon as this gig doesn’t benefit me anymore I’m out.” 

Finally a sense of relief washed over the man knowing one of the most possibly dangerous human beings on earth agreed to use her powers to fight for the better side of two evils. “Good now that we got that out of the way Agent Coulson will show you around to get you adjusted.” As soon as he said that the elevator door opens with said man inside.

 “What the fuck are you some kind of magical wizard or something? You can’t just say that was a coincidence??”

 Tossing a key her way for the cuffs “Coincidence. Now get out.” 

With only him in the office he picked up the file that was pulled out of the archives before her arrival. One of his agents was able to recover a few documents a few years ago but most of them burnt to a crisp. Surprisingly this one was coated in some kind of installation to keep from withering away.

Opening the folder the first thing he noticed was a strange symbol of two swords crossing each with circles surrounding them. Nick Fury knows a lot of things but this organization never popped on their radar until Akira made some racket all over Asia. “The Ten Rings what a stupid name.” A few pictures that were included in the file, most of them were of Akira but there was one asian man that appeared in the rest. The strangest thing was the pictures were taken years apart but he looked the exact same in every one of them. Next was a report, they had to translate it first since most of it was in Chinese characters but what he found after was shocking.

Analysis Report:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎:  𝘈𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦

𝙰𝚐𝚎:  19 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛:  𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝:  5'3 𝘧𝘵, 160.02 𝘤𝘮

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦

𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎: 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘜𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬.

𝙿𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛: 

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴: 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘪𝘳.

—𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥… 

𝘚𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘧𝘧. 

—𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 

𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭: 𝘚𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴

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𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥

𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑: ???

𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑: ???

𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜: 𝘏ē𝘪 𝘩ú𝘭í𝘫ī𝘯𝘨, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘹, 𝘒𝘢��𝘪 𝘔𝘢𝘢

𝙰𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴

𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜:

𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘒𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘵

𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭

𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘺

𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗: 

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Closing the file the things that were written in the report left an unsettling feeling in his stomach “And I thought the strangest thing on this planet were Denvers and Shapeshifters.” 

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

Back in the elevator there was silence between the two. “I could be wrong but isn’t there usually music that plays in an elevator?” Looking over at the man “yeah Fury has a thing about no music in the elevators.” This place is so weird. Body rocking back and forth, trying to ignore to keep herself entertained. He noticed how uncomfortable she was so deciding to break the ice he spoke out. “My apologies, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Phil Coulson, you can call me Phil.” Offered a hand to her as she shook it back “finally a person who goes by their given name! I like you Phil.” Not knowing what she meant she explained “you know how Anthony goes by Tony and Nick goes by Fury. Like nobody uses their birth given name” her hands flailing about as she goes on. “I swear it’s like I’m surrounded by divas! Also you can call me Akira formalities, not really my thing.” Nodding to her claim he chuckled to himself. 

It was like a breath of fresh air having somebody young join the company. “So I heard you’ll be joining this grumpy group of divas glad to have you aboard.” Shocked at how nice this man was with a sense of humor too, it caught her by surprise to come across someone so genuine and kind. She didn’t know how to react but gave a nod in return after a minute she regained her sarcastic demeanor. “Yeah that’s only until it doesn’t benefit me anymore” leaned back onto the rail trying to play off her earlier reaction. 

He could tell from her body movement and her reaction that there’s more than just a sarcastic and witty behavior she portrays but not wanting to start off on the wrong foot he decided not to comment on it. The ding of the elevator caught both their attention as they reached the floor of the main operating base. “How about a little tour before we head out. Shall we?” He waited till she exited out the elevator before following her.

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

After a quick tour around SHIELD’s base they were about to leave until Coulson stopped in front of a room “one more thing.” He told her to wait there so he could grab something. With nothing to do she fiddled with the silver bracelet she always wore. She never knew who gave it to her. The person in charge of her training at the ten rings said it was with her already when they ‘found’ her. Those years spent of her childhood in the ten rings was pure torture day in and day out was gruesome training. Getting lost in thought she didn’t notice Coulson came back with a bag of clothes standing in front of her. Waving a hand in front of her face she finally broke from her trance. He gave her a soft smile before handing her the bag “before we go I’m gonna need you to change into these.” She looked at the clothes then him then back to the clothes “what’s wrong with the clothes I’m wearing now?” She asked fully confident in sweatpants and simple t-shirt

“Since you’re now a part of SHIELD you got to look the part.” Giving her his award winning smile, weirdly she wasn’t able to turn down his request with such a sincere smile. She accepted her fate and walked into a bathroom a few feet away from them. Waiting for her near the door checking his watch not wanting to be late for the meeting. A loud bang came from the bathroom along with a string of curses. “COULSON!!!!” The voice came right outside the door.

“Yes Miss Akira, is there a problem?” 

“OH YEAH WE GOT A PROBLEM you can’t really expect me to wear this?!?!” Refusing to come out of the bathroom “what’s wrong with the outfit I gave you? Was it the wrong size?”

Speaking through the door she aired out her concerns “no its not the size it's the style there’s no way I’m wearing this out.” Not understanding what she meant he asked what’s wrong “just please bring me something else I can actually move in.” 

Not wanting to upset the young woman he complied “of course Miss Akira” turning away to get a different set of clothes. “And Phil.” 

“Yes?”

“I already told you to just call me Akira.”

Stifling a laugh he walked away “yes of course”

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

Where they were heading only took about thirty minutes as they parked right outside a big conference hall. News vans lined up all the way to the streets “what the fuck is happening? Is Leonardo here by chance? OH maybe Pitbull is having a concert!” The plethora of jokes that kept spilling out of her mouth will never leave you bored. “Not quite sorry to disappoint but it’s important nonetheless” exiting out of his side of the car. With her following right after they walked up into the main entrance the buzzing of reporters grew louder the closer they got. 

“Also why exactly do I have to wear this stuffy suit. We look like the men in black.”

“Well I did give you the first option–“

“No. no way in hell am I wearing a stupid pencil skirt! Like how do you expect me to fight in something that I can hardly move in.” Grumbling to herself, finally they made it to the main area of the conference hall. You couldn’t see who was presenting from all the people standing in front of her. It doesn’t help that she was born on the short side but since she was just tagging along she didn’t really care why they were here. They stopped right next to a woman looking out for somebody,

“Excuse me Miss Potts.” Said woman turned to them.

“Can I speak to you for a moment?”

“I’m sorry I’m not part of the press conference but it's about to begin.”

“I’m not a reporter. I’m Agent Phil Coulson and this my protegee Akira were with the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division”

“He means were with the organization to keep Leonardo Dicaprio safe from elbow terrorist attack.” Pushed back behind him as he continued the conversation.

The lady giggled at her response “I’m sorry but I don’t follow but right now were really busy plus we’ve already been approached by the DOD, the FBI, and the CIA–”

“We’re a separate division with a more specific focus” Nodding along to prove she was paying attention. “We need to debrief Mr. Stark about the circumstances of his escape.” As soon as she registered those words ‘Mr. Stark’ and ‘escape’ her eyes bulged out of her head. Slowly shadowing herself behind Coulson growing lost in thought. Stupid Anthony it’s all his fault I’m stuck in this situation! Just wait till I get my hands on him I’ll–

“Let’s go Akira, we’re done here.” He made his way back to the entrance not wanting to be rude. She gave the blond lady a slight bow as she followed after him. 

Pepper smiled her way watching her leave with the man.

“What a cute kid.”

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

[yunospotpotatoes]

just some akira drabble

I know Akira’s back story is supposed to rough and traumatic but all I can think about is one of her missions to dispose of a guy in a club. The song that plays in my mind is Hey Baby by Ptibull playing in the background while kicking ass and slitting throats. Having a little celebratory dance with the Dj that's too afraid to stop the music. Then steals his ipod liking the music too much.

This is how the interaction would go:

“Hey you music man give hand over that device.” pointing at the ipod

“Y-you mean my ipod b-but I need it to pl-” “Give it to me. In a exchange I won’t kill you.”

Just like clock work the guy hands it over along with his headphones.

Eventually she figured out how it works and pulls out whenever she wasn’t training or uses when she would train alone. 

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A/n: I LOVE the taught of her listening to music when she’s fighting  ლ(ಥ益ಥლ、

[yunospotpotatoes]

𝕸𝖞 𝕵𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝕾𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖗 𝕭𝖔𝖑𝖉

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 2 

         || 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 1 ||

          ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

Along the cove of the shore you were waiting for your friends. Per usual to go on your nightly hunting for some fish but God granted them a better meal. Hope was the first one to spring off from the group wanting first dibs on some fresh meat soon the rest followed her lead. “You know there’s no difference in taste, right meat is meat no matter where it comes from.” The redhead next to you spoke up and  the only one who has yet to swim off to get a share of the fresh sea men. 

“For the last time Wanda I’m not eating human flesh the thought alone disgust me” swaying her tail back and forth with the current to keep her a float. “Well you’ll be missing out big time who knows when the next batch of men will come along.” Making her way further out into the sea where the boats were “Don’t wait up sweetheart!” She called out to you as you stayed near the base of the tower “yeah yeah yeah go fill up your bellies I’ll wait here.” 

And wait there you did, watching as all your friends seduced the unsuspected men to their deaths. The poor suckers never knew what was coming, only focused on the pretty faces and hypnotic voices leading them to their doom. Right on time you heard the screams of men as they were dragged off the boat. “This is gonna take a while” swimming to the many rocks near the tower to get a closer look. Perched on the rock with your beautiful lilac tail swaying back and forth in the water. 

Singing along to the song that first attracted them “My heart was pierced by cupid I disdain all glittering gold.” The screams grew louder as the men on the shores prepared for something “there is nothing can console me.” Your voice hypnotic as the sea swayed to your alluring melody. Gazing out to the dark horizon not noticing the barrels being tossed into the water near the first boat. “But my jolly sailor bold” BOOM explosions rang out mixed with the screams of your sisters. Your attention was captured to the water as more pirates bombarded your friends disarraying them. “NO!” you dived into the water to help them. The flashes of lights all around you obstructed your vision as you swam around the dead bodies of your fellow mermaids. 

Helping as many as you can grabbing on to their hands you pointed them away from the explosions. But the pirates drove a barrier of explosions leading you to the shores with no way to escape so you fled to the shore. You tried to get your sisters to follow you near the light tower but they were too focused on the men in front of them. You can clearly see the net they were holding up so their objective was to capture us. At this point you left those behind that were driven with anger and hunger so you went off to find your friends. “WANDA! HOPE! SHURI! CAREL! VALKARIE! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?” Usually you can see through the dark waters but thanks to flashes of explosions her vision was obstructed. So you decided to head to the place where you all decided to meet up. The cavern below the tower was close by only a few meters away.

Until you see a body drifting below you worried it could be one of your friends you swam down to reach the body. Wrapping your arms around their midsection you swam back up to the water's surface. Both your heads broke out of the water gently floating with the waves now that you can get a better look at them. 

But what you noticed wasn’t a mermaid but a man who was knocked unconscious. You debated with yourself to just leave him to drown or save him. Not wanting the guilty conscious of leaving a poor defenseless human to die you went with the latter. Swimming to shore away from all the fighting you placed him on a nearby rocky ledge. But something was wrong. This man laid dead still not moving an inch. “Oh shit he’s not breathing” she peered over his face. She remembered her friends explaining that humans breathe through their mouths and sometimes push against their chest when something is dislodge. 

With limited information she did what she thought was best, hovering her face right about his studying the facial features. She has never been this close to a human before. The first thing you noticed was his strong jawline and beautiful blond hair. Taking your hands you gently pried his eyelids open to see crystal blue eyes. Entranced with how pretty they were she slapped herself 

Stop it Y/n this man is dying focus!

Inhaling she connected their lips together pushing the air into his mouth hoping it would work. A few seconds passed. She backed away to see if he would wake up but the man still laid motionless. Trying once more she decided to incorporate the other technique pulling back she intertwined her hands to get more leverage while pushing down on his chest. “I swear if you die you better not come back to haunt me” repeating the two steps a couple more times until finally he choked out some water. 

The man turned on his side to hack up the rest so it doesn’t go back into his lungs. Not wanting to get caught by the handsome man you started swimming backwards until you caught sight of a falling piece of wood heading straight for the man. You grabbed onto his leg dragging him back in the water barely dodging within an inch of his life. You watched the fire on the burning wood mesmerized at how it flickered, never been so close to fire before. Tonight was a lot of firsts for her including that kiss.

What broke her from the fire was the man’s head breaking out of the water's surface gasping for air. “HEY I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE BIG IDEA IS BUT YOU SHOULDN’T DRAG A MAN IN THE WATER–” His eyes met your own entranced by the beauty in front of him. “I- uh- uh what was I saying again” now that he was fully conscious you can see those beautiful eyes once more. You started to circle around him, the circumstance blessed you knowing he was way tall but in the water you both were of equal height. 

          ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

The creature in front of him was enchanting, he couldn’t get enough as his gaze followed your figure as circling him in the water. His legs kicked to keep him afloat, out of all God’s creation you were the most beautiful thing he’s ever made. Too afraid to utter a word that might spook you away then he wouldn’t be able to gaze into those beautiful eyes of yours. The sound of screaming men brought him back as he saw from afar. It seemed like they failed to capture a mermaid. But here was one right in front of him fascinated by him as he was you. 

The choice was his: capture and turn you into the pirates or let you escape never to gaze upon your beautiful figure again…

          ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

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𝕸𝖞 𝕵𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝕾𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖗 𝕭𝖔𝖑𝖉

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 1

         || 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 2 ||

          ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

It all happened so fast. First he was on a ship heading back to his hometown after a church mission the next moment it was being raided by pirates. They stole all their supplies and left no survivors except for him why? He was praying to the lord in the sky that he’ll be joining him soon until someone spoke up.

“Leave him.”

It was a voice of women who spoke up yet it didn't matter he was ultimately saved. “Firstmate why are you saving this lowly church goer? Let's just kill him and get it over with.” The sword pressed dangerously close to his throat “no reason but he does seem like a good errand boy don’t you think”  she grabbed onto his chin up to study his face. “Whatever the lady wants so be it” the man sheathed his sword hoisting up to his feet. “Get up, we're leaving.”

Now here he was tied up with a bunch of pirates that tried to start a mutiny wiggling around in his bounds he turned to one of the pirates. “Where are we going?” The pirate next to him turned to the question “HA you don’t even know! To our doom the Fountain of Youth” confusion set on the man’s face. “The Captain is supposedly dying so they are trying to reach the fountain before he kicks the bucket.” Before he could respond there was a shout above deck “WHITECAP BAY!!!” 

They were untied and loaded into boats while the rest of the crew docked on the shore preparing for the worst. “We’re doomed.” The same man he talked to the earlier he mentioned his name was Stan. The bright light shone down upon them as he went on with his oracle “they’re attracted to man-made light and here we are like sitting ducks.” The young boy beside Peter went on to ask if he meant sharks. “No mermaids son and we’re the bait.” He continued with how our death will play out until a gun was pointed at the head of a shantyman “Sing they love that”. Nobody made a move until the gun was cocked

 “A merchant's daughter fair. And I have left my parents and three thousand pounds a year” 

He looked towards us to sing along complying. We all began to sing for a good ten minutes yet nothing had happened.  “Please dear God protect us from this terrible demise” the blue eyed man clutched onto his bible while praying until Scott, the one was still singing, told us to look to where he was pointing.

There it was a mermaid as beautiful as they say they were he slowly walked over to her but Stan tried to stab her before he could. “STOP you’re scaring her.” He pulled back the man as he slowly approached her “Can you talk?” The mermaid swam closer as she answered with a yes “are you the one that sings?” 

He nodded as he tried to approach her yet again but the men pulled him back “YOU GUYS there’s not a lot that I’m proud of this miserable life BUT being denied a chance to kiss a beautiful mermaid would ease my sorrows.” With his speech over the men let him go as he sat down right in front of her as she started to sing.

“My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing can console me,

 But my jolly sailor bold~”

Scott was too focused on the beauty in front of him but not Steve and the rest watching as they were being surrounded by mermaids at all sides. “Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be” one by one they started to come closer to the boat. Some  clinging to the boat already chosen their meals. 

“Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea” 

Steve kept the young boy as close to him as possible, not wanting to lose him to a creature. “Keep near me kid don’t get close to the edges” Peter nodded at his order while keeping an eye out for the mermaids.

“My heart is pierced by Cupid” 

Now fully surrounded it was a stalemate as nobody made a move. 

“I disdain all glittering gold”

 Unsheathing his sword he got from one of the pirates he was ready to fight. 

“There is nothing can console me.” 

Scott now hanging off the boat as he leaned forward to connect his lips to hers then the final lyrics hang out. 

“But my jolly sailor bold”

          ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

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𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

𝘔𝘺 𝘑𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘥

𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘹 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

             𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺:  𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥.

|| part 1 || || part 2 || || part 3 || || part 4 ||

ƈɾҽαƚҽԃ: 03/04/2022

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Here me out: this but Magic Mike edition where the reader has a bachelorette party. And she gets to pick one of these FINE men for a special dance

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟥

Warning: 18+ content, explicit language

A/n: Here it is everybody Chapter 3! So excited for yall to read it!

|| {𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳} || {𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵} ||

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖒𝖊? 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖒𝖊.

Huffing to herself I should’ve just killed him and get the fuck outta here.

Let's go to a few minutes back…

“Come on boys can’t we work this out~”

Surrounded by at least fifteen guards, all their guns pointed at her; nobody made a move at her request. “Well I guess I’ll take that as a no.” She quickly dropped her hands as knives dropped into her palms. Her actions were swift as she took out all ten guards aiming at the spots that weren’t lethal but enough so they wouldn’t follow. 

Making her way back to the bike she propped it back “I’m just an innocent bystander who dropped off a stray you know. I don’t think it warranted guns pointed at me.” The man standing behind her lost all elements of surprise caught in the act without even looking.

Not losing his cool he proceeded behind cautiously “well considering you took out fifteen of my best men with only a couple knives I would say that’s warranted for something.” Now only a few feet away getting any closer would sign his death certificate. “Hey, they pointed their guns at me first I was just protecting myself.” Slowly turning around to face the man with a gun point right at her head. 

“Sorry about them, they're still learning how to play nice with others. Now you’re gonna have to come with me Miss.” Tired from the long flight and immediate chase she endured so she just went with the flow. “Fine, you gonna arrest me? Arrest me then.” Putting her hands together in silent compliance. She knew either way she could easily escape so why not play along for now.

     .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

The rattles of chains around her wrist irritated her to no end along with the constant questioning on what she was doing in Afghanistan. The military men left the room after receiving nothing but silence from the girl. A few minutes pass by till she remembered what happens when somebody gets arrested looking over to the double sided glass.

“Hey jerkoffs, aren't I allowed one phone call?” a Cheshire smirk spread across her face not phased at the predicament she was in. 

“Tony, are you okay? She didn’t do anything to you??” Patting him down checking over his injuries, that were surprisingly bandage. “Honey honey I’m fine.” Pushed past his concerned friend . When Rhodes went out to see the commotion outside the base he saw his friend that showed up along with a mysterious woman that he had not the pleasure to meet when he detained the dangerous girl.

“Tony–”

“So did you find anything?” 

He faced towards the two way mirror on the other side. He just saw her playing with her nails. You wouldn’t think that was the same woman that killed all those men back at the camp. Handing over a manilla folder with big bold red words that said ‘CLASSIFIED’

Tony pulled out a report that wasn't even a page long “sorry I couldn’t get you more info that’s all we had on her.” 

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎:  𝘈𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦

𝙰𝚐𝚎:  ???

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛:  𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝:  5'3 𝘧𝘵, 160.02 𝘤𝘮

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝘜𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎: 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘜𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬.

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𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: ???

𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑: ???

𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑: ???

𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜: 𝘏ē𝘪 𝘩ú𝘭í𝘫ī𝘯𝘨, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘹, 𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘔𝘢𝘢

𝙰𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴

𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜:

𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘒𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘵

𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭

𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘺

Question marks littered her report personal information was blank it seemed like the only thing they knew about her was only skin deep. “Tony you really got yourself tangled up with the wrong kind of people.” Now standing next to him as they watched her make shapes into the table. “If this is the kind of person she really is, why didn’t she just leave me out in the desert?” The question left the military officer stumbling as well “Maybe she took you for ransom?” pulling him away from the glass so they can walk and talk.

“Then she would’ve kept me tied up in the back, not dress my wounds and drop me off at a U.S. facility. Nothing is adding up..” 

“Well don’t worry about it too much all that matters is that you’re safe now lets get you back to Pepper she’s been really worried about you.” They heard a few yells coming from the room “HEY NOBODY BETTER BE EATING MY SNACKS I SAVE THOSE FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS!!” A few chuckles left Tony lips even though it was a short time he enjoyed back and forth comical banters.

Turning to look at the girl one more time he didn’t know if he was hallucinating but he swore he saw her waving at him. “What’s gonna happen to her?” 

Exited out of the building to another plane that was ready to take him home “She’ll probably be locked away in a highly security prison.” He wanted to oppose but one small act of kindness can’t expunge years of criminal charges so he decided to keep his mouth shut. A growl was heard, Tony has been really craving a cheeseburger, the three months of being locked up deprived his stomach from the addicting fast food delight.

Rhodes escorted him into the plane saying that he’ll meet back in states after handling Akira’s case. Just nodding he went into his own head space finally letting the exhaustion take over him. 

The Colonel went back in front of the two way mirror and saw that they were trying to question her again but silence was her only answer. Even if they yelled at her, slam their fist on the table, threatened her she would just stare back at them with a cheeky grin on her face. Totally amused from the melt down the officers had from the lack of answers. “Now what are we going to do with you?” 

“I can take her off your hands.” Turning to his side there stood a man in an all black suit as watching the interrogation. How did he not notice the man snuck up on him in a wide corridor. “How- who are-” a hand was placed in front of him “Agent Phil Coulson pleasure to meet you.” A polite smile was placed when they shook hands after the greeting where he went straight to business. “Why don’t I take Alarie off your hands.”

“Hold on, what agency are you from? You can’t just show up out of nowhere and ask for the transfer of a prisoner.” Flashing his SHIELD badge he tried to reason with the officer “I assure Officer Rhodes it would make it easier on everybody if you just hand over the woman. You can get back to your duties and I can be on my way.” Still not fully trusting the man standing before him he was about protest until Agent Coulson’s phone went off. Excusing himself for a moment he went to take his phone call a few feet away “Yes yes I understand sir. Right away” walking back over to Rhodes he hands him the phone saying he wants to speak with him. 

A couple of minutes worth of the phone call passed by until finally the man was convinced enough to let them take the prisoner. He hung up the phone passing back to Phil giving him a curt nod he heads back into the room to inform the other officers of the transfer. 

    .・。.・゜ ☾ ・.・ ⎊ ・゜・。..・。.・゜ ⎊ ・.・  ☽ ・゜・。.

Back in the interrogation room she can hear a little bit of commotion. A few minutes later the same military officer who arrested her walked in with a stern face excusing the interrogator. “Stand up, you're going to be transferred to a different facility.” Waiting near the door to escort her “You wouldn’t happen to have the keys to these by chance, would you?” 

The cuffs around her wrist dangling around “No now lets go” not wanting to be around the girl a second longer. “Well geez you’re no fun” as he followed her out of the room she observed the surroundings honed in on all the possible escape routes. They continued to walk down the hallway until they finally reached the end. Exiting out the double doors she sees a black sleek Audi parked in front of her with a man holding the back door open.

“Huh, pretty expensive car to be transporting a prisoner in~” Not wanting to deal with her smart aleck mouth he pushed the girl towards the car immediately heading back inside the building. 

“Its good doing business with you Officer Rhodes let’s hope our next meeting is more smooth.” With a simple wave he disappeared behind the door, now the challenge begins. “Please step in the vehicle Miss Akira there is plenty we need to talk about” he motioned her to the door. The urge to escape her confines was lacking as she weighed her options. She can either enter the car and see where she ends up or escape but end up walking for miles to the nearest city. The former sounded like less of a hassle as she entered the car. Happy that he didn’t have to force her in, he softly closed the door walking around to his side to start the car.

The ride was somewhat pleasant; neither one said a word during the long drive. Lost in thought she finally remembered her duffle bag they took from her “you wouldn’t happen to have  my duffle bag when they transferred me over would you?” Looking at her through the rearview mirror he assured her that the officers handed it over to his care. 

Letting out a sigh of relief she sank back into her seat “So where are we going anyway?” He already returned his attention back to the road in front of him “We are going to SHIELD’s headquarters to discuss… well you and what we should do with you.” Finally entering the city she can see a few tall buildings here and there. “And what does SHIELD stand for Someone Help I Elbowed Leonardo DiCaprio.” 

“Very funny but no it stands for Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement, and Logistics Division.” The silence was deafening after the man explained what the acronym was. “Boooooring I like mine better Leo would be proud.” The blur of buildings passed by every few seconds as they finally reached their destination. Opening the door for the young lady she stepped out to see a tall building with glass windows on every floor. “Huh you government people must get paid really well if your main operation looks like this.” She followed the agent to the main entrance passing all the security that looked over her chained figure. 

Entering the elevator Coulson pressed the button on the very top with her back to the doors. She was gazing out the window seeing all the tiny people walk in and out of the building. Her attention was still towards the outside not noticing when the elevator doors opened. “Miss Alarie, I've been expecting you.” The sudden use of her last name made her jump out of her skin. Turning around she noticed a man dressed in all black to match with his eyepatch. “Uh yeah I’m guessing you’re the one that arranged my transfer” exited out of the elevator to make her way to the spacious office with windows in the corner of the room.

With his duty over with Agent Coulson bided the two a farewell as he closed the elevator doors to head back to his station. 

He made his way over to his desk to pull out some files “yes that was me we have a lot of things we need to talk about pertaining to your current line of work.”

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