January 2014
Director Fury narrowed his eye and slammed his fist down on the table where the folder was.
"Is there a reason why we're not onto her case any closer?" He barked, voice resonating through the whole room.
"I've only seen her once and that was when I woke up from a nap. Do you think anyone can get her if Romanoff can't?" Tony snapped.
"I'm sure the Avengers can do better than this."
"Sir, I've never even caught a single glimpse of her, never mind had a chance to move at the situation," Steve commented, speaking up for the first time.
"I've seen no reading of her and from what Tony's described to me, she seems almost surreal," Bruce added.
"So you all are telling me that she's a damn ghost? She's been doing things that no one has ever done before - fighting crime like none of you ever have. None of us, not even the public has seen her in action, but damn it – she's not a ghost."
"How do we know she's even here and not a hallucination?" Tony prodded.
"If you were here at our last briefing, Stark, you would know that she wiped out the entire Circus of Crime when they had five different cities under hostage. Not to mention she killed Carnage the moment we were onto him after his latest attack on Barton."
Clint grunted in response, clearly unhappy.
"She's an asset we could use on this team. In S.H.I.E.L.D."
"I certainly hope you're not questioning our abilities, Director," Thor said carefully, letting the words roll of off his tongue slowly.
"Not at all, my dear god," Fury said, chuckling a bit. "If I want it, then I must have it."
A sudden siren and flashing red lights grabbed the attention of the room as agents stormed the room with weapons in their hands. Bruce was suddenly on the floor before he could react, knocked out cold.
"Banner!"
Tony was in his suit, then on the ground, out like a light. His suit shut off with him and Fury was on guard. Clint fell to the floor unconscious and Thor followed seconds after. Agents began to fall unconscious, and within the time span of a minute, Fury was left standing by himself. He suddenly felt arms on his shoulders and spun around, shooting whatever was behind him.
"If you want me, sir, then you must come get me." A voice said, light and airy.
"What do you want?" Fury demanded, steel within his voice.
"I only want Captain Rogers," she said, before dissipating away from the scene. Bruce stirred and coughed, looking around.
"What happened?" he asked, looking at the fallen bodies around him.
"Check the security cameras now. Check all systems whether or not they were hacked. Check everything. Now," Fury shouted.
"God damn it," Tony grumbled. "JARVIS!"
The system kicked on and he was on his feet, and the suit flew away.
"What the hell just happened?" Clint questioned.
"Sir, we've double, triple-checked all of our systems. All of our cameras cut off at 21:00, just five minutes before our security alarms were set off," an agent stated after jogging in.
"All of them?" Fury whispered. He gave a skeptical chuckle. "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we've just rendezvoused."
