Runa was practically bouncing off the walls of the plushy limo as it drove her through the streets full of Manhattan skyscrapers. Excitment had been bubbling in her stomache all through the drive from her skate park to the Avengers Tower.

Beside her, sat the one and only Tony Stark, keenly watching his newest catch. The teen had wild shoulder-length brown hair that clearly hadn't been brushed recently, surrounding a pale face, clear of any blemishes. Her peircing blue eyes alternated from the windows on either side of the vehicle. Looking at them, Tony couldn't help but be reminded of the girl's Scandinavian roots and that, in turn, reminded him of the awesome powers that she weilded.

As always, Tony had been on the lookout for people gifted with combat skills, incredible powers or genetic... conveniences, as he had once joked. A news story had caught his eye of a girl in New York having stopped a truck from hitting a family. Although there had been no good quality footage of the incident, Tony had still spotted the tell-tail glow of a forcefield.

Runa had been hard to find though, since no records were lodged of her birth and she had never stepped foot inside of a school. Eventually though, after transactions being made to the right bank accounts, she had been tracked to a small skate park nestled between the high-rise apartments and office blocks.

Runa had been happy to show Tony her various abilities but recruiting her had been a different matter entirely. The girl clearly had a tightly knit community among the children of the skate park and was weary of leaving them. An afternoon of observation had showed Tony that not only was the girl incredibly powerful, but also really kind to others around her. Not only did she protect kids from nasty falls through the use of her forcefield, but also acted as a big sister to them all.

As always, though, Tony had gotten what he wanted and now they were only minutes away from the Avengers' Tower where the rest of the team were waiting. Tony had, as usual, failed to enclose any details on the recruit, seeing it fit to allow them to introduce themselves, also secretly enjoying the annoyance it caused the others.

The limo eventually turned up the narrow laneway and up towards the manicured lawns surrounding the great Avengers' Tower. Runa turned to the scientist beside her who was now fiddling with his phone. She could tell just from looking at his face that he had had many a sleepless night recently. While a stubbley beard was a usual feature of his, the dark bags beneath his eyes painted a much bigger picture.

"Mr Stark?" Runa was suddenly engulfed in nerves. Tony looked up. "Don't tell the others about my father yet, if that's okay. I think its a matter that will have to be broken to them in a" she thought for a moment, "particular way."

"Sure," Tony shrugged. "I'll leave it to you. But I want it done today so we can kick-start the next part of our mission."

The limo stopped and Runa got her first look at her five soon-to-be teammates. They were all standing at the base of the tower, eyes fixed on the window which she now looked through. Runa found herself thanking the gods that every window of the limo was made of tinted glass. She took what little time she had left to make a mental image of these heroes in front of her.

Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, had had his back turned to her as the limo pulled up. Upon turning, Runa was granted a full view of his star-spangled attire. His shield, usuallyattached to his forearm, was instead merely held by his side. A sign of peace perhaps? Or maybe he just wasn't expecting a fight.

Runa next set her gaze upon the Avenger with whom Rogers had been conversing. Thor was clearly at ease with the whole situation, leaning casually against the base of the building that was providing a shade for him. Her eyes were drawn to his muscular chest and stomach that were clearly visible beneath his armour, leading Runa to wonder how many woman were seduced by his body alone? Mjolnir was standing on the ground by his foot, its metal seeming to be glowing a cool blue. On his face, Thor wore between a smirk and a dazed expression, almost like he didn't know what was happening but still found humour in everything.

To Thor's right was Bruce Bannor, alter ego of The Hulk. Looking at him now, it was hard to believe than the awkward bespectacled man could turn into the mean, green, fighting machine. Bannor wore matching grey trousers and jacket over a navy shirt. He clearly stood out from the rest of the Avengers based on his passive attire, but maybe that was on purpose Runa thought.

Standing by Bannor was the infamous Black Widow, or Natasha Romanoff by day. Dang! Runa thought. Her breath was absolutely taken away by the woman's incredible body, perfectly shown off by her clingy leather jumpsuit. Runa shook herself. She couldn't let herself get distracted. Romanoff seemed to be standing strangely close to Bannor Runa noted. Much closer than friends would have she thought.

Last of the team was Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye, probably the best archer known in history. His bow was out and, alarmingly, had an arrow notched. Even though the arrow was aimed at the ground, it still held enough danger to put Runa on edge, clearly not all of the Avengers were as trusting as she first thought.

Tony opened the door on his side of the vehicle, and Runa began to do the same. She stood out in front of the tower and her soon to be teammates, quickly fixing her skirt that had twisted during the car ride. She could feel the five pairs of eyes burning into her as she kept her own eyes focused on the ground, while her hands figeted with the sleeves of her jacket.

Stark had come round to her side of the limo and quickly leaned in to wisper in her ear. "Just show them what you got kid."

Runa loosened her shoulders, took a breath and began to walk forward, keeping her eyes firmly fixed on the ground in front of her.

"Avengers, I would like you to meet our newest member." Stark said from his position beside Runa.

Runa only became aware of someone having approached her when a pair of shoes came into her line of vision. Rogers stood in front of her, hand outstretched. "Its great to meet you. I'm Steve, and this is Thor, Bruce, Natasha and Clint." Steve gestured to each person in turn.

"Thanks." Runa replied, shaking his hand, a small bit of confidence having returned to her. She finally brought her eyes up to meet Steve's. "They call me," she turned to address the rest of the team, "Trickster."