Prologue

Well, I thought to myself gazing at the webpage, they must really want to get a hold of me. Right now I am looking at my website for my books, and I see a comment that was made by Phil Coulson.

Virginia Peacock, I am Agent Coulson from S.H.I.E.L.D. I would like to meet you in Albany, New York, 8:30 a.m. sharp, at the Starbucks on Broadway Street.

I get out of my seat and start to pack my suitcase full of clothes.

"This is S.H.I.E.L.D., I'm probably gonna be handcuffed and kidnapped." I mutter to myself thinking of how if I didn't want to go with them they wouldn't be able to force me. After I finished with my packing I walked into my kitchen and prepared lunch.

"Eva, I'm probably going to be gone for awhile, but I will still have contact you. All I need you to do is watch over the property, no parties, or friends, and most importantly… NO BOYS!" I inform my A.I., Eva, before digging into lunch.

"I promise that none of those things will happen or be present. Have a good trip!" She exclaimed to me enthusiastically. I shook my head at her teenage ways, but chuckled nonetheless.

"What are you talking about? You're comin' with me for sure, girl!" I shouted revolted at the thought of her not coming with me, "You get to see New York, too silly goose!"

"Yay! I get to go to New York! If we're going to go we better leave now." She giggled and said. I looked at the clock, 4:30.

"You're right! I gotta get us on the plane and skedaddle!" I said in thought as I got into my Bugatti. He was a beauty; he was a metallic, light blue with sparkles in it. I speeded my way to the take-off mat and skidded to a stop.

"Eva, please open James' door, or else we're going to be late!" I asked her kindly. She giggled and not only opened his door, but drove my Bugatti into the jet's place as she advanced the jet forward.

"Thank you, sugar." I said with my country accent flying out with it. I made my way into the pilot's seat. I flipped all of the buttons and took off.

Wait a moment, here I've been going off doing my own thing and haven't even introduced myself or described myself. Very rude, I chastised myself.

Hi, my name is Virginia Anne Peacock, at the age of one my parents died in a car accident. I was put into foster care; 1 week later a very military family adopted me. At the age of 5 I was recruited into the army, now you're probably thinking how on earth a 5 year old is recruited into the army. Well, I was incredibly smart and exceptional with weapons. I served in the Army for 10 years, served in the Air Force for 10 years after that, 5 years as a Marine, and last but not least of my serving 5 years as the world's most deadliest Assassin. I have kept up all of my training for the last 3 years and don't plan on stopping now.

I have a power that no one but me is aware of. I am a mermaid, 10 second after the littlest drop and BOOM my tail and bra appears. The government is aware that I have abilities, but don't know what I can do. I can control all of the elements, like for example metal, weather, wind, spirit, light, dark, earth, fire, water, ice, etc. They don't know that either. I am half siren too. I don't really like being a siren, but it does come in handy with sticky situations. My last ability is empathy; I can feel and manipulate people's emotions.

I have long, purple, very curly hair with Caribbean blue eyes. From all of my serving and being naturally muscular I am very muscular. I am beautiful, hot, pretty, sexy, outgoing, smart, intelligent, and overall a package. Now, don't go thinking I am big headed, because I can a sure you I'm not; those are just some of the things I have been called. I am 5'8, and love to wear heels so probably around 6'0 with heels. My nails are naturally the same color of my eyes, I know spooky right? Well, that's about all, the rest you're going to have to learn by reading!

Next stop Albany, New York.

Did you think it was alright? This is my first story that I am committing to. Comment Please, or else.