PROLOUGE
Special Agent Clint Barton stood at attention in a small, dark office at headquarters. He was getting his next assignment already, which was quicker than he imagined. He shifted slightly, he had been ordered to report here and so far, he was alone. His previous mission, to stop an attack on a German senator, had been successful, making him famous throughout headquarters. He had only two days of break till he was ordered to report back.
Suddenly, a computer screen came to life, and the director's voice came on the intercom.
"Hello, Agent Barton."
Clint nodded a hello, still in position.
"At ease, Agent. I'm guessing you already know why you're here." The director's voice said through the speakers on the ceiling.
Clint relaxed; thankful he didn't have to hold that stupid position for so long. "Yes, sir. A new assignment, if I am correct?"
"Yes, and I know you've only had two days leave, but this is an important mission. We have tracked down a spy, her name is Breanne Walker, a.k.a 'Shadow Huntress'. She's a part of a Russian espionage, as far as we know." A profile popped up on a large screen. A woman's face appeared, it didn't seem very threatening, but Clint had been trained to not be deceived. She was beautiful, with dark, almost black, long hair, deep green-ish hazel eyes, and pale, flawless skin. It wasn't a good shot though, since her head was bent slightly to stop her face from being fully revealed.
"Where is she planning to go?" Clint says, studying her profile intently. She is wanted in two, no four other countries for theft, aiding fugitives, spying, etc.
The director sighs, "Moscow, Russia. A perfect place, she's making it a public event, it'll be harder to eliminate her."
Clint nods, "I've had worse."
"So, you know what to do then?" the director says, his voice heavy with fatigue
"Good, you'll be setting out tonight. Good luck, Agent Barton."
"Yes, sir."
And the intercom cut off.
Clint sighs, crossing his arms, looking back at the picture of the intriguing, and somewhat mysterious Breanne Walker.