Hey all you people! :) So I finally decided on publishing this. It may start out a bit slow for some, but I promise you all that it will get better and more interesting. This takes place during the movie The Avengers and will go on into future movies probably. Now this is my first story that includes the main character falling in love; meaning this is my first romance-type story. I hope it's ok, and I will do my research. In the world of fanfiction, my first goal is to make my readers happy. :)

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Ok... Let me just start out like this. My name is Nichole Woods. I'm a 22 year old girl who lives in New York City. Ok, hold on, let me stop right here... I'm not exactly 22; I only look like I am. And I don't know my exact age; whether I stopped aging at 17 or 20, I never found out. I'm actually turning 140 years old this year. But to be technical I may still physically be a teenager, I've kinda lost count of the years... God, I can't seem to remember, I either stopped aging at 17 or 22, and I like to say 22 so I can legally drink.

All I know about myself is that my father designed something that stopped my aging; he gave his life to make sure I received this-... I don't know what to call it.

For a few years I didn't feel any different, I was 10 at the time and for around 5 years I aged normally, went to school, did anything a normal kid would do. I was born in the year 1872 by the way.

Then it all started to change. After a while we realized I didn't look any different after 10 years. We visited the local doctor and he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

Soon after my mother passed away from illness and I was left alone. I may have been "30 years old" but I was still a young teenager inside; an orphan.

Sense then, I've realized the reason my father put this burden upon me was because I was the only one that could survive it, and I'm wanted for that. I've been chased all my life; been told many things about why other people needed what I have. I don't know what they ever meant by it. My father always told me to never let anyone have my blood; that what I was given could be dangerous to others.

Oh and there's one other thing I forgot to mention... I'm a master assassin, fluent in several languages, escape artist, master of disguise, and several other mastered ways of combat that will bore you to death. When you're over 100 years old; not aging; you learn a few things.

Something else that I've been told I have is trust issues. When my father told me that I can't get attached to anyone; in order to keep myself and what I have safe, I took it to heart... I guess you could say.

~0~

I picked up my lucky pack and grabbed an apple as I walked out the door. Sunlight hit my face and I felt the warm beams my skin as I walked down the steps of the apartment building and onto the NYC sidewalk. It was a clear, sunny day. I was on my way to a friend's house. Her name was Lara. She had been a good friend of mine for several years now. She was my uh... Partner in crime- you could say... Well, I'll explain later.

I walked the few blocks before coming to her apartment door; unlocking it with the key she gave me; and walked in.

"Hey Nik." I hear the familiar English accent from the kitchen. I come around the corner; seeing my red head friend sitting at the counter; a coffee mug in her hands.

"Hi Lara." My English accent was gone; thanks to spending 100 years in America. I missed it somewhat; but the American accent was... Kinda cool, I must admit.

I walk around the counter; grabbing a soda from the fridge and sitting across from her.

Lara slid the file over to me; allowing me to pick it up and open it.

"Nothing new today. Just the usual." She says; sipping her coffee. I huff and roll my eyes. The usual was boring. Drug lords, bandits, burglars, murderers... It was always the same. I was what they call a... vigilante... these days.

Lara was my little computer whiz. She got me police/government reports on criminals; allowing me to hunt them down and kill or take them in.

"C'mon Lara. There has to be something else-"

"Then why don't you ask SHI-"

"No." I made clear. Lara had been trying to get me to go meet with these SHIELD people for months. I've dealt with them in the past; they weren't as... extreme, then. That was back in the 50's.

"Why not?" She whines. "Nik, you're a master assassin with no use. You need a job." She laughs. I roll my eyes. Of course she knew about my aging thing. The only reason I trust her with my ability is because I owe her a lot, she's actually one of the main reasons I don't get caught on most of my uh... "Missions". She's the only family I have, and I know that she wants me to excel more in life, but I don't trust anyone except her.

At the moment, Lara is working at Stark Industries. I don't know the name of the job that she has, it's long and nerdy, that's all I know.

"So where is he now?" I ask; taking another sip from the coke can in my left hand; looking at the file in my other.

"Not too far, actually-" Lara moved her laptop closer to her on the counter; typing something in. "3 blocks away" she smiles at me with her bright green eyes. I grin.

"Good, easy job" I chuckle before finishing my apple and tossing the apple core in the trash can. "I'll be back in 45 minutes" I call as I walked out her door with my lucky pack.

~0~

I walked down the alley and up to a door; glancing behind me to make sure no one was coming before I stepped inside.

I swallowed before blinking a couple times; silently walking to the fall wall before putting my back to it.

Voices slowly came into view and I strained to hear.

"Is the package ready?" The first voice was scratchy and rough.

"Yeah, Kyle is putting it in the truck now" There was a second voice and I glanced over briefly seeing two targets. The man they mentioned; Kyle; he was my target... But it probably wouldn't hurt if I took them all out.

I smirk to myself before quietly walking around the corner and up behind the bigger guy in the room. I stopped behind him and waiting a few seconds.

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I quickly grabbed him by the head and quickly snapped his neck. His body collapsed and I dragged him back into the shadows where the lights didn't shine in the room.

The other man had turned around and looked confused.

"Jack?" He cleared his throat; looking around cautiously. I dragged the guy; Jack over and around the corner of the room; laying him down before standing back up and putting myself against the wall.

I heard the thud of shoes as the other man came around the corner.

As soon as his eyes trailed up to me I sent out a quick punch to his throat; before kicking him in the stomach. He hunched over; holding his throat and choking before I jumped; rapping my legs around his neck and flipped; bringing him to the floor with a somewhat loud thud. I pulled my legs up to my chest as I got to my feet before kneeling down again. I carefully placed my hands around his lower head and neck before jerking them to the side; hearing the snap of his neck.

I let out a calm breath before walking towards the docking bay of the building.

~0~

After opening the door I walked out into the loading area. The first thing I saw was my target holding a gun. I stepped to the side; hiding behind a crate before taking a deep breath.

First thing coming to mind right now is to seduce him. Don't judge me; it has always been one of my techniques when my targets are armed.

I finally pushed myself up and away from the crates before walking over to him.

He was standing with three other men that were out of my line of sight at first.

"Hey boys" I smile; walking up. My target was the first to turn to me and he grinned.

"Back up guys, I'll take care of this" he mutters to the men behind him. I give them a small smile before looking back at my target; Kyle.

"What's your name sweetheart" he asked; walking up to me. I flash him my favorite sexy smile; as Lara calls it.

"Abigail" I say. No way am I telling him my real name, I've learned that the hard way.

"Mmm, wanna take a drive?" He grins; snaking his arm around my waist as he turned with me and we walked down the isle of the loading dock and around the corner. I saw a truck parked a few yards away.

"So what's a pretty girl like you doin around here this early in the morning?" He asked. I look to him and grin.

"Killing you" I smile before the knife that was in my hand plunged forward and right into his stomach; quickly pulling the knife away I slit his wrists. He let out a cry before falling to the ground. I knelt down beside him; wiping the blood off the knife and onto my jeans. "Don't worry, in the next 2 minutes you'll have lost enough blood, causing you to essentially pass out. After that- well, you know what happens." I gave him my "sexy smile" before standing up and walking back towards the loading dock.

I rounded the corner and saw the three men loading more packages onto the truck. I reached into my pocket; grabbed a small flat disk before tossing it over at them and walking away. Seconds later I heard the explosion and smirked to myself; walking back the way I came; passing Kyle's almost dead body, and then out onto the sidewalk; blending with the crowd.

~0~

I opened the door to Lara's apartment and stepped inside before closing it behind me. I turned and saw Lara sitting on the couch with her patched blanket; her laptop in her lap and the TV was on. She sipped her tea before looking over and smiling at me.

"How'd it go?" I find myself smiling at the sound of her familiar English accent.

"It was just fine" I reply; pushing my shoes off and walking over; sitting crisscross in the arm chair slightly to her left.

"Let me guess, you killed the employees too didn't you" she sighed. I grin at her and shrug. "Did you use that sexy smile or yours?" She asked. I rolled my eyes as I sat down.

"That answer is classified" I mumble as I reached for a magazine on the coffee table in front of me. Lara scoffs in a playful manner before picking up her tea and taking a sip.

"Guess what" she starts; swallowing her tea. I glance over from the magazine I was reading briefly.

"Hm…?" I breathe; my eyes trailing over the print.

"You have a phone call from SHIELD" she says; sipping her tea once more. My head shot up and I looked at her.

"Wait, what does that mean? Are you saying they-"

"They called your cell while you were out. I suggest calling back" she smiled. I nod after a couple seconds; putting a hair through my dyed hair in deep thought. I dyed my hair a dirty blonde a week or so ago; it helps keep SHIELD off my back for a couple weeks, but it appears they have me again.

"Wait, how did you know it was them calling?" My hand was in the middle of placing the magazine back on the table when I turned to her. She was in the middle of sipping her coffee when she stopped; looking over at me.

"I might have hacked the network to see where the call originated from" she flashed me a grin. I end up grinning back; rolling my eyes. "And that would be on a freaking giant aircraft carrier in the Atlantic" she smiles. I raise an eyebrow; looking over at her.

"You hacked into NASA again you idiot" I chuckle. She puts her hands up in surrender; her tea still in her right hand.

"Satellite images and video from space can be very useful!" She argues with a laugh. I roll my eyes again before getting up and walking into the kitchen and over to the counter; picking up my phone. Just as Lara said; one missed call.

I look over at her; seeing her in deep thought on her laptop. Taking a deep breath I unlocked my phone and went to the phone app; clicking on the missed call number and put it to my ear. I took one more deep breath before hearing the ring and someone connect the line.

"Miss Woods" Agent Coulson; that asshole. He was always on my case. We were mutual friends -scratch that, I don't know him well at all so the word "friend" doesn't cut it- I guess you could say; but I see him rarely and only on SHIELD business.

"Agent Coulson" I respond.

"We need to talk" he says in a slightly pissed off tone. I smile to myself.

"Usual spot then" I sum up. There wasn't a response as he hung up. I wait a couple seconds and blink. "Ok" I mutter to myself before ending the call. "Hey I'm gonna go get some lunch, I'll be back in an hour or so" I call; slipping my shoes back on and opening the door. She looks up briefly from her laptop.

"Bring me back a sandwich!" She yells before I walk out the door.

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