This is my first story on here. I don't normally let people read my stuff, but I really wanted to put this one on here. I would love to hear what you think, so please review.
And, yes, I know it's short. I promise the next one will be a lot longer.
Enjoy :)
"You require my services?" a female's voice asked from somewhere within the dark shadows of an old, abandoned warehouse as a red-haired female dressed all in black walked into view.
"I'm here on behalf of SHIELD." the red-head stated simply, "I'm Natasha."
"I believe I already told Fury that I'm not interested," the female hiding in the shadows replied, slowly walking into view, "I don't feel like repeating myself, Natasha."
Although her face was hidden by the hood of a dark grey jacket, Natasha could tell the other female was annoyed.
"I was instructed to bring you with me. I will use whatever force I deem necessary." Natasha said with an edge of warning.
"I thought Fury would have warned you about me, Natasha. Do you have any idea who I am?" the female threatened coldly.
"I know who you are, Shadow," Natasha paused for a moment, "or do you want me to call you Myra?"
Myra stared in disbelief. She had no idea that SHIELD knew her real name. After a moment's pause, she let out a frustrated sigh and pulled down the hood of her jacket to get a better look at the women in front of her.
Natasha was slightly shocked when she could finally get a good look at Myra. Myra's skin was deathly pale. Her hair was an interesting combination of blonde, red, and light brown that reminded her of strands of copper and gold. The most shocking feature, though, were her eyes. They were a shade of blue similar to that of a summer sky, yet they seemed to glow. The best way Natasha could describe it was the thought of a predator's eyes in darkness.
"What does SHIELD want from me?" Myra asked, wondering if she could escape the warehouse before Natasha could reach her.
"The world is in danger. We need your help to protect it. I cannot tell you much more without you agreeing to join us." Natasha stated calmly, grateful that Myra seemed willing to talk.
Myra looked around the warehouse, still wondering if she could escape.
I wonder what this is all about she thought before she could stop herself. She sighed again. In all honesty, she was beyond curious about what was going on, yet she still wasn't sure if she wanted to get involved. If SHIELD would come to her of all people for help, something was seriously wrong.
"I don't have much of a say in this, do I?" Myra asked, though she already knew the answer.
She closed her eyes in frustration and took in a deep, calming breath. Natasha stayed still, waiting for Myra's next move.
"I'll go with you," Myra stated reluctantly, "but I will leave whenever I want."
I'll have the next chapter up either later tonight or some time tomorrow.
I hope you liked it :)
~Shelly~