Hello my lovelies, I'm back!
It's very short, I know, but I never meant for it to become an actual, proper story.
Have this, and if you would be so kind, review it for me?
"And who is she?" Tony asked, as he pointed to the woman who's hair was a rich chocolate.
Fury chuckled. "That is Miranda, and you don't want to start something with her." He sobered and watched her form for a moment. "What we know of her is that she's from another organization. One SHIELD isn't ready to go toe to toe with at the moment."
Tony paused and watched her move; she had a similar grace to her step as Natasha, a regal quality though, that the agent did not. Tony turned his eyes on Nick Fury, a lazy grin stretching his face. "What organization could possibly best SHIELD?"
"The League of Shadows." A woman's voice whispered by his ear.
Tony jumped, and whipped his head around to face Miranda.
Her ice eyes studied him, just as he had been studying her moments ago. She had said the words, and an accent he couldn't quite place had twisted them in awkward places.
"And that's supposed to hold significance to me, because?" He drawled, trying to show that he hadn't be startled just seconds ago, but judging by the look she was giving him; she didn't believe it for a second.
Mechanical breathing came then, and a man who - for the better lack of a word - looked like a giant, came to stand at her side. Or maybe it was just because Miranda was so small compared. Tony wasn't sure.
"It isn't," he told Tony - speaking in stead for the tiny woman at his side - his voice warped and twisted by the mask that covered his face.
Miranda offered Iron Man a small smile. "You aren't initiated into the darkness as we were, Mr Stark. You will never know."
Tony leant back on the table and crossed his arms over his chest. "Ah," he said, looking between the two of them. "So it's Beauty and The Beast then."
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