First of all, I'd like to state that this is the Re-Uploaded Version of my story, The Beginning of Courage. The first story had mistakes that needed to be fixed, so I just went ahead and decided to re-upload it. Once again, I'd like to thank Scarlett Kingston (formerly known as Kipp Antonymous Writer) and Heartless Fan Girl. This story couldn't have made it without them and words can't describe how appreciative I am for the both of them. As well, as Joss Whedon for writing and directing such a wonderful masterpiece of a movie.I'd also like to state that this story is in the P.O.V. of my OC, Valli. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this story!
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Disney/Marvel is in charge of all that stuff.
"C'mon, Uncle Nick! I really need your help on this," Valli begged, wringing her hands in the direction of his face, a sympathetic looks growing in her eyes.
"I just don't understand why you always wait to the last minute for important things like this," said Nick Fury as he rested his tired head in the palm of his hand, the creases in his forehead becoming deeper. This girl always had a way with putting him under more stress than all of the Avengers combined.
"I know, Uncle Nick, but you know me! I can't help it!" she pleaded, throwing him a woeful puppy dog look.
Slowly raising one eyebrow, her uncle just sat there staring at her highly unconvinced. He had never been one to fall for manipulative antics.
She sighed as she hugged her arm across her chest, thinking her words through. Unfolding them, resituating herself more in front of Fury's desk, she spoke, attempting to talk with less of a whine in her voice, "Look Uncle Nick. I'm so sorry I procrastinated on my community service, but I really need this to graduate. You'd be the best uncle in the whole entire universe. Just, please help me, you're my only hope. I promise I'll make up the hours later, just please help me."
Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., was not known as an overly compassionate man. However, when it came down to his one and only niece, he would do just about anything for her. But she was growing up, about to graduate from high school in a few weeks, and she needed to learn some responsibility. It was time she learned how to work for what she wanted.
Fury held his intense stare at her, but eventually relented, sighing before looking down at the form before him.
"If I sign this for you, you will make these hours up after graduation including the extra I assign, am I understood," he said.
"Yes of course! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Uncle Nick, you're the best!" she exclaimed as she clasped her hands together, grinning gleefully like a little girl.
Nick gave a sigh as he picked up the papers that were on his desk, and after quickly examining, he signed them. Handing them to Valli, she snapped them up and looked over them to make sure that he had signed everything. She looked back up to her uncle.
"Thank you so much," she grinned at him. "You have no idea how much you've helped me."
The door closed with a small whoosh as she left his office. From one of the side doors, Maria Hill entered. She calmly walked over to his desk.
"You know, Sir, that if you keep bending to her will she will never learn to mature. And in these times that is dangerous."
"Agent Hill, I am aware of my niece's current status," he replied annoyed. "But I have a way to fix that."
"Will she be joining us on base?"
Fury turned to look at her, "Not exactly."