"Director Fury, sir."

fury looked up to see one of the new level 3 agents standing in his doorway, looking like he would bolt as soon as he had premission to leave. " what is it now, Johnson?" Fury tride to braise himself for the news of how may of his men that child had put in to the infermary this time round.

"sir, subject 3-5-0 has maneged to put six level nine agents into critical medical condion. three level four agents maneged to walk away without any mager injuries, but they will be unfit to contiue. work for sevaral weeks."

" Agent, do you mean to tell me that some unknown kid is able to almost kill nine of the best assasins in the country? and we still have close to nothing on his identiy?" Nick fury through down the file he had been pretending to read and rubed his temples. he was absoloutly pissed that some teenager was able to take down team after team of highly trained spys, and they where still no closer to catching him than they where nine manths ago, when all this crap started.

"sir, this time we where able to recover a video from a near by security camera. I can pull it up on your computer, if you want."

fury simpley nodded his head at the computer, he was to busy thinking about all the back up plans he had made, for if this threat turned out to be any thing big. the last time he had to use a plan like that, it had all turned out ok, but right now SHEILD was still trying to clean up the battle of new york, and if somthing that bad happened agein, he was not sure of the kind of reaction he was going to get from the pepole. Fury was so lost in thought that he did not notice the video that had been pulled up on his computer screen for several long moments. when he finaly did notice, he sucked in a quick breath and hit play.

the video was a grainy feed showing a dark alley. sitting with his back to the wall was a teenage boy, with dark black hair and pale skin, wearing a black rolling stones tee-shirt, black skinny jeans, black allstars, and a brown aviator jacket. he was playing with what looked like a black Iphone, and would have been a spitting image of a stereotypical goth kid, had he not been eating a McDonald's happy meal. fury watched as the kid started to look through the happy meal box, oblivious to the group of SHEILD agents walking up to him. one of tallest men in the gruop walked up to the boy slowly putting a gun to his head. the teenager tensed, but slowely looked up, so that the barrel of the gun was right in between his eyes. because there was no audio on the video, when the two started to talk, Fury could only guess at what they where saying. after talking to the kid for afew minets, all the SHIELD agents pulled out there guns and got ready to shoot. the goth kid then pulled a sword out of thin air, and plunged it in to the watched in horrer as the cement split open and around twelwe dozen skeletons climed out of the hole and began to use variouse weapons to try and over power the SHEILD agents. most of the skeletons got shot as soon as they where on there feet, but the undead army was the least of there worries. the boy began the jump around from person to person, and slash at any thing hi sword could reach. in less then ten minuets,the ground was covered with blood, and the agents where nowhere to be found. the goth boy then looked around at the skellatons before leting the shadows absourb him. this is where the video cut out.

it took the shell shocked director Fury a minuet to comprehend what had just hapened. when he did speak, he said the words he hoped would not come up for a long time.

" Johnson, call the avengers."

A/N: so, as soon as I figure out how to make a second chapter, I will up date. Also I want you guys to know, I love requests and ideas. And turtles, I love them to.