Bright lights. Steel walls. Screaming. Crying. Pain sliced into flesh. Anger flooding through veins. Adrenaline pumping into arteries. Darkness crowding every sense. Falling into nothing.
Then I was born... Well "re-born". My body genetically re-engineered into a fighting machine. I'm not supposed to be able to feel anything. No pain, no emotion... nothing. I can heal fifty times faster than any living organism on Earth. My senses match a full grown wolf's. I can run faster and farther than the fastest cheetah. My strength rivals that of a bull elephants during mating season. I can hold my breath longer than a whale.
That's why I'm here, in this huge flying aircraft standing between three Shield agents and Nick Fury's good eye trying to read me as if I were a book. To my right three other agents, two males and a female. Female was also trying to read me, she had short red hair and wore a jumpsuit. One of the males carried a bow, an intense stare aimed in my direction. The other male was the one who tried to talk me into cooperating. He wore a suit and had a very calm demeanor from what I've seen. To my left there was a large table, four men stood by the chairs. The tallest wore clothes that reminded me of the 1920's. There was one with long blond hair who was massive in body mass and held a large hammer in his hand, it had Celtic designs engraved on it. The other two looking intelligent, one was familiar, Stark. Thats who he was, I could see the arc reactor on his chest through the thin material of his shirt. The one next to him was slimmer, graying hairs and glasses.
"Ms. Caine." I snapped into focus. "If you are done scanning my team I'd like you to sit and listen to what I'm about to explain to you." I nodded slightly and walked silently to one of the chairs, taking a seat. The agents and the four men did the same, I had the redhead and robin hood on either side.
"We need you on our team kid." I turned swiftly to Stark, who wore a playful grin on his face. I took this opportunity to speak.
"Anthony Edward Stark, correct?" The playful look in his eyes died and grew serious. "I'm not a 'kid' as you put it. And I don't enjoy games very much." I smirked. "As for this team," I looked to Fury. "what exactly are my requirements and duties? The last team I joined ordered me to slaughter thousands in a week without remorse. If this team is anything related I will decline and leave." The table looked at me with unreadable expressions.
"We don't slaughter civilians ma'am. We kill the monsters who try to." Roaring Twenties spoke with a stern voice. Apparently I struck a nerve.
"Are you in or out kid?" Robin Hood next to me demanded. I nodded.
"I'm in."
Author's Note:
Its a short chapter I know, I'll be writing and posting the second (and much longer haha) later tonight I promise! My first story on here and some feedback would be awesome. Oh and I know the character sounds a little overpowered, I swear she's not, if you keep reading the story as it progresses you'll see she's nowhere near overpowered. Thanks for reading anyways, and since it's summer I should be able to keep up with posts.
Oh and this is one version of the story where my OC is involved with Coulson. I'll be posting another version where she's involved with Banner, so don't worry if you see two with the same summary.(:
