Hello there!

This is my first fan fiction in a while, so bare with me.

This story follows an OC. It starts off slow, but the chapters to follow

are rewarding. Please review! Lay out your opinions so I could hear.

Enjoy~

Staring at the End

March 10th, 1998

Isabel Forrest was only eight years old when she was invited to her first ever sleepover. She was a little taken back when Mary Wood gave her an invite during recess. Turns out Mrs. Forrest convinced Mrs. Wood to invite her daughter to the sleepover. Her mother walked Isabel into the large white house. Before exchanging goodbyes, Isabel's mother said "Have fun sweetheart, and make sure you brush your teeth tonight"

Isabel nodded, and then said goodbye. All eyes were on her when she walked into the adjacent room. Isabel's fellow classmates were not so enthusiastic about her presence. Her big bouncy curls were not deemed beautiful to classmates. Often during class, they would stick things in Isabel's hair. She was also teased because of her skin tone. Isabel was biracial; her mother was from Sierra Leone while her father was from Portugal. This mix gave Isabel a rich caramel tone.

They excluded her from all of the activities of the night. Towards the end of the night Isabel started crying, and pleaded with Mrs. Wood to call her mother. Mary's mother dialed the number then handed Isabel the phone, and she said "Mommy, Daddy please come, I want to go home!"

"Alright sweetie, we will be there soon. Don't cry it will be alright." Her father said.

"You promise?" Isabel asked?

"Promise" both parents said in sync. Both of Isabel's parents went back to retrieve their daughter. Isabel ran out of the house the second the car pulled up. Her father picked her up, and embraced her in his arms. Mrs. Wood talked to Isabel's mother, and apologized.

Mr. Forrest placed both his daughter and her luggage in the car then drove off with his wife and child in tow.

"Isabel, you can't always run from a fight. Sometimes you have to kill them with kindness. I know it seems hard, but you will understand one day." her father said. A split second later, a large SUV rear ended their car, causing Isabel's luggage to fly into the front of the car.

Isabel's father looked around, and asked "Is everyone okay?" Both Isabel and her mother gave reassuring responses. Isabel's father looked at the vehicle through his rear view mirror, and noticed the car who hit them had no license plate. He turned over to his wife, and said "Lock the door." Mrs. Forrest pressed the locked button as her husband reached under his seat, and grabbed a handgun. He exited the car with the gun, in hope to confront the person. He then took one step, and the faceless person in the vehicle behind shot a bullet into his chest. Isabel's mother tried to react by grabbing another gun, but her fate was sealed when the faceless person shot a bullet through both cars into her skull. The faceless person driving the unmarked car vanished before Isabel could scream.

Isabel cried out for her parents, but there was no response since they both suffered a deadly fate. She unbuckled her seat belt, and got out of the car. Isabel ran to her father's corpse, and tried to wake him. "Daddy, please wake up"

Then her father's voice popped in her head "Whenever you are bleeding, make sure you add pressure. Pressure stops the bleeding." Isabel placed her small hands on her father fatal bullet hole, and tried to stop the bleeding. Suddenly there was a small but bright light between her small hands. It was impossible to see with the human eye, but this bright light started to repair some tissue in that corpse. Isabel screamed when she saw the light, and took her hands off of her father's corpse. The healing work that the bright light did was all wasted when Isabel moved her hands away.

Police officers arrived on the scene minutes later, and took Isabel into their custody until she could be placed into Child Protective Services (CPS). Normally CPS wouldn't become involved in orphan cases, but the severity of the parent's death was overwhelming. The next morning CPS came to the police station, and reviewed the report. Isabel was examined by the CPS child psychologist, and was then cleared to live with her aunt in Illinois. Isabel didn't know it at the time, but her parents were Shield Agents, and they were gunned down by a Hydra agent. She would later find out that a Shield Agent was there that night, and filed a report about that small, but bright light.

14 years later….

December 4th, 2012

"Izzie, if you don't get your butt over here, then I'm going to kick your ass! We can't be late for rounds again." A voice called across the locker room.

"I'm sorry Vanessa" a gentle voice said.

"Just hurry please" Vanessa replied.

Isabel, now Izzie, stood at five-feet six inches tall in her colorful scrubs. She matured gracefully in her face and maintained her big curls. Vanessa and Izzie hurried out of the room into the hall to receive their cases for the day. Izzie was assigned the emergency room for the day, which really meant an easy day. Ewer, Illinois was in the middle of nowhere. Ewer wasn't like the big cities full of people, and accidents waiting to happen. The most traumas the hospital staff would see were scraped knees, or kidney stones.

When a man came into the emergency room later that afternoon, carrying a woman on his back, Isabel didn't know what to do. "Are you a doctor?" the voice yelled. Izzie took a step forward and stared at the man. "I asked if you are a doctor!" the voice boomed.

Izzie shuttered when the man yelled again. "I'm a-"

Suddenly a man in blue scrubs came from beyond Izzie and interrupted her "I'm the doctor and it would be nice, if you didn't yell at my nurse." He turned over to Izzie "Izzie, call upstairs and order a head CT, I'll work on her wounds, okay?" Izzie nodded and walked over to the wall mounted telephone.

Minutes later the female's heart beat sky rocketed. "She's going into VTAC!" Izzie called to the doctor. The doctor immediately started compressions while Izzie got the paddles to shock his heart.

"Take over compressions Izzie" the doctor said. She went over and placed her hands on the chest of the female. Her male companion stared at Izzie as she was doing chest compressions.

Something seems familiar…I know her, he thought.

"We need to take her up to surgery now" the doctor said and in an instant they were gone. Izzie came down an hour later to look for the man who carried the woman in but she couldn't find him.

Four more hours passed and the surgery was done. Izzie walked over to the ICU to check on her patient. "How are you feeling?" Izzie asked nicely.

"Horrible" the female replied in an accent.

"Are you Russian? I ask because of your accent"

"Not quite, I'm from Eastern Europe"

"What's your name?"

"Wan-" she started, but was interrupted by her male companion as he entered the room.

"Andrea, you need to get some rest. Our flight leaves tomorrow." the man said.

"I'm sorry but the surgeon hasn't cleared you to leave anywhere. She just went through extensive surgery and needs at least a week of recovery here." Izzie stated.

The man walked over to Izzie and stared down at her as he towered over her. "We don't need to be fucking cleared princess. We leave when we want. You hear me?"

"Sam, please! Leave her alone, she is just doing her job" Andrea said. Sam backed away as Izzie left the room.

Still shaken from the man's threat, Izzie went over to the nurse's station and placed a red sticker on the woman's folder. This sticker would notify other nurses that this case was of high level and to be handled with care. Izzie then went back downstairs to the emergency room to finish the day. The last chunk of her shift consisted of sutures and stitches.

Izzie went home to her apartment, and read her favorite book, and ate dinner. After washing the dishes, she headed over to her room, and proceeded to undress for bed. Izzie crawled into her comfy bed, and fell asleep.

Noises in the middle of the night were uncommon and very scary for Izzie. So when a loud noise in the kitchen woke her up, Izzie reached for the pair of scissors on her night table. However a hand caught hers before she could grasp the scissors. Izzie looked up into the darkness, and somehow made out the facial features of a man. She wailed out in tears, and said "Please don't hurt me. I will give you all my money and jewelry."

The man's hand was ice cold, and it was impossible for Izzie to escape the tight grip. The man pulled out a cloth, and pushed it into Izzie's face. Izzie knew what this meant; she has seen all the action movies. The cloth was probably drenched in chloroform, which would make her lose consciousness in moments.

On Hollywood movie screens people were abducted for a certain reason. The man in the darkness would probably take her somewhere for something important, or evil. The only thing that didn't make sense is why someone would want to kidnap her. Izzie was a plain orphan who had a good paying job with hardly any was nothing important, or grand about her.