Hello! This is my first Fan fiction, so please take it easy! Read and review! This is a mix between the Avengers and X-Men. Rated T!
Disclaimer: Don't own The Avengers or anything Marvel, just Taylor/Miranda
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"Too easy" I laughed.
It was my job, and I was a spy. I worked for N.N.S., a company that no one knew the name to. I would steal technology and weapons, and was the top spy at the moment. I focused on the gate in front of me.
"No way I can to go around that and find a hole, the workers are on my tail!"
Keeping my gaze on the gate, I put the bike on dead center. Crashing right through the gate as if I pushed it open, I grabbed a gun out of the hands of the guard standing by.
"Thanks!" I shouted, and before he could respond, I shot him.
Perfect aim. I was never off. Jumping off my bike, I checked my bag, which was still in perfect condition on my back. I ran to the sleek black helicopter sitting by.
"I thought I was going on a hard mission!" I said.
"Record time, Miranda, but next time, try not to blow up the building before we get here."
"Yes, sir." I replied to Stryker.
I think I was the only one in the company that didn't fear him. He gave me what I wanted, though. A new life and leaving my past behind. A past which he didn't know about.
As we went back to the base, Stryker handed me something.
"A new mission? We aren't even back to base!" Grinning, I took the folder.
The second I opened it, my face fell.
"Something wrong?" He asked, never seeing me not excited for a mission.
"No, I just thought that we kept to ourselves, in Russia, not America." I replied and continued on "Stark, what does he have that you want?"
I haven't been in America in almost three years. Stryker thought that I always was in Russia, and I didn't bother correcting him.
"He has the best weapons in the world; anyway, you will be debriefed in 5 hours." Striker said as he left.
"Yes sir." I mumbled.
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We were flying over New York City now.
"Why does this mission need to strike so close to home?" I wondered.
I jumped out the plane and landed on top of Stark Tower. Making sure that the harness was on correctly, I started jumping down the building, my curly back hair bouncing in the wind.
"Bingo. Office, and it's empty." I said into the speaker, while carving a hole into the glass.
I carefully took out the glass and slipped in.
"I guess these body suits are good for something" I thought, "Any other clothing would be caught."
Slipping into the office chair, I began typing. I was a master hacker, and no one could top that. I got all the important information from the computer, and left no traces of me ever being there, when I picture caught my eye. There was a boy and a girl in it. One looked to be 19 and the 5. The boy was holding what looked like a diploma and smiling, while the girl whose curly black hair was in pig tails, was hugging him around the waist. Miranda smiled and began to leave. As she was climbing back out the window, a blond haired, blue eyed man walked into the room.
"Tony?" He asked, and then caught sight of me, dangling out the window. "Wait! Stark!"
He shouted and ran out of the room. I grinned as I began to make my way to the roof again.
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As I got into the plane, someone yelled "Let's go!" and we began to make our way back to Russia. I glanced out the window and felt a pang of guilt, quickly replaced by anger.
"Calm down." I began to think and drifted into a light sleep.
When I woke up, I noticed, one, I felt very sore and two, there were a lot of people on this plane.
"Why are there so many people on this plane?" I wondered out loud, and began running my fingers through my hair.
"Just in case something happened. We are in a different country" Stryker replied, sounding like he practiced that line, waiting for it to be used.
"Oh, ok."
Something flooded his eyes, relief maybe? The plane landed and I began to get out.
"Get some rest, Miranda, you haven't slept in three days." One of the other spies whispered.
"Like I need telling twice." I thought.