Saw lots of "Harry allies with SHIELD" stories floating around and decided to try my hand at one.
"So…Thanatos, eh? The Thanatos?"
"Yeah."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"Wow."
"Wow what?"
"You're so…short. And young."
The young British man tilts his head up slightly, his face a thin mask covering the annoyance that bubbled beneath, as the woman he was talking to was indeed taller than him by a few good inches. "Not short," he insists, then looks away from her, as if it by him not focusing on the height difference, it wouldn't seem as obvious to her either.
"Very short."
"Not short."
"Is too."
"Am not."
"Is too."
"Okay, but I'm not tha-"
"Thanatos and Black Widow- are you done yet? Over."
He shoots another slightly miffed look at Black Widow and puts his hand to his earpiece. "Just about, Hawkeye. Wait for my word. Over."
"Copy that. Hurry up. Over."
Thanatos pulls a black cap over his head, roughly jamming stray locks of raven hair under it, nonetheless still managing to make sure not a single strand stuck out in the end. Natasha's capping method left a few strands of red hair peeking out, but in her defense, she was female and therefore had longer hair.
"Aren't you supposed a freelancer?"
"I am."
"Why are you here then?"
"Some past matters. Just wanted to investigate, but Fury somehow looped me into taking the mission. The number of 0's on the check was quite nice too."
He slides twin revolvers out of two of the various pockets attached to the belt on his waist, crafted out of a deep ebony material that seemed to be a cross between pitch black metal and wood. It was an interesting weapon, to say the least, with a few notches and knobs that, even after prolonged guns training, she still had no clue as to what exactly their purpose was. The bottom of the pistol had a wicked sharp switchblade, but she only knew that after seeing him cut one of those impenetrable, rock-hard complimentary bagels like butter in the HQ cafeteria with the butt his gun.
"Hawkeye, do you copy? Over."
"Loud and clear."
"We're ready to start."
"Copy that."
The sky was pitch black, darker than the "innovative, synthetically designed camouflage suits specialized for covert operations" they wore as they sneak around the building, avoiding the surplus amount of security cameras mounted on the outside of its walls. Silently, Black Widow shoots a cord up the side of the building, the end grappling onto the top edge of the building. She offers the handle to Thanatos. "After you."
He looks up at the smooth concrete skin of the building, at least 7 stories high, with no crevices or cavities of any sort to aid them should the thin cord, no thicker than half a centimeter and was supposed to hold their weight, break.
He rebuffs her offer. "Ladies first."
Such a cute start. Reviews, follows, and favs appreciated.