A/n: Hello there world. This story was never finished and I didn't like the way it was going, so I deleted it and now have rewritten it. It is a little different, but still close to the same idea that my friend, QueenofGeeks14, and I came up with. QueenofGeeks14, if you read this, don't worry. You and the other characters are still in the story. Anywhoozles, enjoy the story peeps!

Chapter 1

I remember that week she got sick. Gabby had to stay home every day feeling dizzy most the time and sleeping all day. At first it wasn't so bad, but as it grew out of control, I took her to the hospital. It has been three months since then and they've told us they can't do anything. Even the top experts in the world don't know anything about this extraordinary sickness. Whenever I visit my sister, she has a faraway look in those blue eyes and her skin is pale; the golden locks of hair atop her head are long gone. The sound of the cartoons playing on the television drowns out her ragged breathing except for when you sit close to her. Every night before I go to bed, I pray that the next day god will bring her back to me.

One day, I was visiting Gabby right after work. The air in the room around us was full of awkwardness and tension. Gabby was flipping through the channels when suddenly she turned the TV off. Her distant gaze made its way towards me. My heart sank at the hopeless look she gave me. How could such an awful thing happen to a thirteen year old? She still had her whole life ahead of her and she couldn't even live outside this hospital room. "Oh Gabby, I wish I knew how to help you. You may have been my annoying little sister, but I love you none the less." I said, tears welling up in my eyes as I held her frail hand. Her blue eyes pierced my hazel ones and I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks.

"Knock, knock Ms. Reddens." Turning around, a scary looking African-American man stood in the door way. He wore all black, including his leather trench coat and cryptic looking eye patch. "You are Ms. Raylin Reddens, are you not?"

"Yes I am." I replied, letting go of Gabby's hand. "What can I do for you?"

"I am Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., a secret government ran counterterrorism and intelligence agency. It has been brought to my attention that your sister has a very odd illness." Looking over at Gabby, I found she had fallen back asleep.

"So? There is nothing you can do for her, Director Fury." I said plainly. "She's been like this for three months and there has been no improvement. I have paid world-renowned doctors to look at her, but their results have come back empty every time."

"You are absolutely right, Ms. Reddens. I can't do anything, but I know someone who can:" Fury stepped further into the room, closing the door behind him. "The one who created this degenerative disease."

"Wait just a minute. Someone created this disease?" I asked. Fury nodded and I looked out the window, anger boiling inside me. "Who would inflict such a cruel fate on a thirteen year old girl? On anyone!?"

"A very cruel being. You may have heard of the battle at Stark Tower in New York. I am also head of the Avengers initiative and brought together the group of heroes who fought that day. Some of my agents were present during the clean-up after the battle and fell ill after handling the remains of the Chitauri. After further examination of the extra-terrestrial remains, we discovered traces of an unknown chemical and through testing discovered it was an unknown neurotoxin that has the same function as many neurodegenerative diseases. Traces of this toxin was found in our sick agents. We heard of your sister through the news and are willing to move her to our top-notch medical facility until she the cure is found."

"This is all so much to handle." I replied. "But I don't want my sister going anywhere unless I can go too. She's all I have left since our parents died a few years back. Please don't take her away from me, Director."

"We at S.H.I.E.L.D. completely understand, Ms. Reddens. You are welcome to join her at the medical facility. Better yet, I am willing to hire you." My eyes opened wide at his words. "I hope you don't mind, but I've looked into your background and I found that you are a paramedic, are you not?"

"Well, yes..." I answered bashfully.

"And from what I've read is that you're one heck of a paramedic. S.H.I.E.L.D. has seen some pretty decent paramedics, but I believe you would make a great addition to the team." Oh how tempting this offer was. It had been a month since I was last called in for duty because of my sister's predicament. If I took this opportunity, not only would I be able to see my sister often, but I'd be back in the field doing the thing I love most: helping people. "You say yes now and we can move both of you to our base immediately."

"Do you mind stepping out of the room for a minute? I'd like to talk to my sister." Fury gave a polite nod and exited the room. I walked over to her bedside and kneeled down next to her, giving her a slight shake. Her eyes opened slowly and looked around until they landed on me. Smiling at her, I took one of her hands into mine. "Hey Gabbs, how would you like it if you could get better? I think you would like to get back to doing all the fun stuff we used to do." I told her, knowing she may not even be hearing me right now. She remained staring at me, that same empty look on her face. "We're moving to a new place with an even better hospital who can help you. They even know how to find the cure and offered me a job as a paramedic. We'd be able to see each other more. I know you'd like that, huh?"

Silence filled the room and I stared into her eyes. They had a twinkle in them that I hadn't noticed before. It was almost as if I could see what she was telling me in her eyes and what I saw shouted. "Yes. I'd like that." Giving her hand a gentle squeeze, I let it go and walked over to the door and opened it. Fury was standing outside talking to a few people wearing all black clothing, and I assumed these were some agents of the agency. He noticed me and turned to face me.

"Have you decided, Ms. Reddens?"

Taking a deep breath, I nodded. "I accept."