I was sent to work with Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff, the two people I was hoping I would never get stuck with. And my boyfriend was assigned to work with Tony Stark. We knew we couldn't tell anyone who we truly were; it could change the world as we knew it. We were sent back to this time by an Asgardian whom will remain unnamed, only because I don't know her name. Today is our first day working for S.H.I.E.L.D., well at least in this time. In our time, we have been working for S.H.I.E.L.D. for about four years; we weren't allowed to officially work for them until we were 13. I was about to head down for breakfast when Clint called up to me.
"Addison Bailey", Clint called, "Where are you?"
"I'm on my way down", I called to him on my way down, "What's up?"
"You ready for training?" he asked.
"Yes, I am", I said, "But you may be surprised at what I can already do. My parents have been training me since I was three."
He handed me a bow and a quiver of arrows.
"Try to hit the yellow in the center of the target" he dared.
I fired three arrows at the three targets and not only did get the arrow in the yellow, but I hit the little "X" in the middle every single time.
"I bet you can't do that again" he said.
"Do you have a blindfold" I asked.
He handed me a blindfold. I put it on and shot three more arrows, and again I hit the very center of the target.
"Who are your parents", he asked.
"My dad is a hunter and my mom does MMA" I lied.
"Interesting" he said.