I See Hell in your eyes.
Chapter one
Emma sighed as she looked down at the manila envelope that laid on the table in front of her. This was the last thing she wanted to be handed. "Miss Anderson." Phil Coulson said hesitantly. "We need you to come in."
"I thought that S.H.I.E.L.D was done putting me in harms way." She said as she picked at a string on the hem of her shirt. She had fought for S.H.I.E.L.D before and she hated watched ever second of her life. Phil smiled at her.
"It isn't that kind of work we want from you Emma." he said as he took the envelope and pulled out a folder. He opened it and laid the paper in front of her. "What we want you to do is to use your gifts to help this man locate something that was taken from us." Emma looked up from her interesting string to the paper. In the top left corner of the paper was a picture of a man with dark brown hair that had very slight graying at his temples. She moved her eyes from the mans hair to his face. He had an over all handsome face. His eyes were nicely shaped and a deep earthy brown. His nose was a nice shape and wasn't pugged or bulbous. His lips were nice and full. She liked his face. After examining his picture she looked over to this information the page held.
"Doctor Bruce Banner" She read aloud. Her eyes widened as she scanned over the name again. "How am I supposed to help him?" She asked gesturing to herself. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm mot exactly a scientist"
"You've heard of his..." Phil pause to think of the right words to use. "Other side, correct?" Emma nodded. "Well, we need you to use your gift to keep him calm and collected in case he is ever put in a stressful situation while on this endeavor"
Emma let out another sigh as looked back down at the paper. "When are we leaving?"
Emma sat at a aboard the strange S.H.I.E.L.D ship. Her and Phil had headed back to her small apartment and packed her clothing and was briefed about the others that were going to be there. Then the next morning were on a jet and headed for the carrier. She was shown to her room where he took a quick shower. Director Fury had told her that it would be a bit before the others would arrive, so she took her time to get ready.
Wiping the steam from the mirror, Emma took a little time to look at herself. Her hair was a light gingery red that stopped a little after her shoulders. She pulled out a comb and parted her hair so that her fringe was mostly on the left side. When her hair was dry it was straight and would almost always hang in her face. She looked from her hair to her eyes. They were a bright shade of silvery grey that had a ring of gold around her pupil. Her eyes were big and doe like, but not to big for her face. She had more of a squared jaw line. She never thought it was unattractive but wished for a more feminine shape sometimes. Her nose was small and button like, more rounded then pointed. and her lips were a milky peach shade and slightly full, but always soft. Her Skin was paler then normal and smooth, but the skin on her body had many scars that she didn't like most people to see.
Emma sighed. She had been told that she was pretty but never that she was beautiful or gorgeous. not that it ever really bothered her. She didn't strive to impress others.
After drying off and fixing her hair, she put on short sleeved black v-neck shirt and light skinny jeans. She gave herself a once over in the mirror before slipping on her red flats and grabbing her red leather jacket.
She made her way back to the bridge and sat back at the table. She saw Fury standing in front of the monitors on the other side of her. "When will the others be getting here?" She asked hoping she wasn't interrupting him.
He turned to her and gave a small smiled. "The jets landed not to long ago. So soon." He then turned back to the monitors in front of him. With a short, nervous sigh she sat and waited for the rest of the group to show up.