Hey, this is Last-Babylonian! Now I'm not a newbie author by any means, but this is my first Avengers fic. I've noticed that there's a lot of Blackhawk…and for lack of better words…BORING! I've also noticed a lot of Hawkeye x OC stories, but the relationship starts off so quickly that the story grows boring too. So, with that said, I hope that I can keep this story entertaining for everyone! For any questions on my OC please refer to my profile page of ask me directly. Hope ya'll enjoy!
Chapter 1: Pick up Please
The Helicarrier was back in the sky after receiving the necessary repairs. Systems were back up and lost members were replaced, though with a heavy heart. Director Nick Fury was at his post overlooking the proceedings.
"Have you found her yet?" He asks his subordinates.
"Not yet sir, but we have a general location of her. And unfortunately, some of our enemies are in that area," one of the men replies as he monitors one of the screens.
"Pin point her exact location immediately. We don't want to give Dr. Banner a reason to get angry," Fury replied before walking out of the bridge and towards the labs. He needed to ask Dr. Bruce Banner if he had a way to contact her. His strides grew longer and faster as he neared the labs. "Dr. Banner," he said once he entered the lab where the quiet man was busy working.
"Uh yeah," Bruce said distractedly as he looked at one of his various monitors. Director Fury walked over and stood in front of the monitors. Bruce looked at him briefly before his eyes flickered back to the data on screen. "What can I do for you?" he asks casually.
"I…I bring news that may upset you," Fury started out before clearing his throat and standing up to his full height. "We have been monitoring the family of the Avengers, in order to protect them. However, during the attack on our systems…we lost the location of your God-daughter," Fury said with a solemn expression. Bruce's eyes shot up to his after hearing those words. A flash of green passed over his eyes before it faded.
"Do you have her location now?" He asked with a shaky voice.
"We have her general location, but not exact location. We were hoping that you would have a way to contact her," Fury replied. Bruce's brow creased as he thought before his face relaxed and he reached for his cell phone.
"She typically has her cell phone, though she keeps telling me that she finds it annoying," Bruce said as he flipped his phone open and searched his phone book for her number.
"Let's get back to the bridge; they'll be able to trace the signal and find her faster," Fury stated before he turned and walked out of the lab, Dr. Banner close behind. "Agent Hill, set up the computer to trace a call," Fury directed as he approached his post. Hill gave the go ahead to Fury, who gave the go ahead to Bruce. He navigated through his phone before pressing it to his ear. He didn't have to wait long till a soft voice answered.
"Uncle Bruce, this is unexpected," a delicate feminine voice asked with a hint of laughter.
"Yeah well, I figured I'd give you a call. I know you probably watched the news," he said with a slight laugh.
"I was so scared watching that horrible fight. I'm just happy that you and all the others are alright," his God-daughter said. "So other than making sure you and the others are still alive; what can I do for you," she asked.
"Well…how should I explain this? You're under surveillance," Bruce said bluntly. He heard a small gasp on the other line.
"What do you mean?" she asked quietly. Hill and the others were busy narrowing the location all the while keeping an eye on the enemies that were closing in.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that S.H.I.E.L.D has been keeping an eye on family members of everyone that's close to the Avengers," Bruce quickly comforted, "However, when the helicarrier was attacked, and the systems went down long enough to lose your location," Bruce explained as simply as he could. Some of the men and women on the lower deck sent warning glares in his direction. They were of the belief that he was giving away too much information. However their glares were shot down by the director himself. In order to find her, she had to know.
"Sir, we've found her," Hill reported, "She is currently in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania," Hill reported.
"Where are the hostiles?" Fury questioned immediately.
"Harrisburg, Pennsylvania," Hill said in a dead tone. She turned to stare at Fury and Bruce at the platform above her.
"Uncle Bruce?" the woman asked the stunned man over the phone.
"Josie, I need you to listen to me very carefully," Bruce said as he started to pace at a slightly frantic pace. "Now don't start panicking, but you're being followed by enemies of S.H.I.E.L.D. Now act normal and don't draw attention to yourself," Bruce said after he heard a small gasp of fear and her breathing increase.
"Do we have any agents down there?" Director Fury shouted to the men and women below. They frantically started typing away, trying to find any and all agents that are within the area.
"We have 3 agents an hour away from Harrisburg, sir," One of the agents shouted. Director Fury nodded and turned to Bruce.
"Tell her to figure out a way to keep herself safe for an hour," Fury said to the now nervous man.
"Josie, I need you to keep yourself safe for an hour. The nearest agents will need that long to get to your location. Try staying in crowded places," Bruce said, hoping that no one would attack her when there are too many people.
"But you know I hate crowds," she slightly whined, "But because you asked, I'll suck it up," Josie said with a sigh. "Should I stay on the line?" she asked.
"We have her position so you can end the call," Hill said gently.
"And we'll be bringing her aboard the helicarrier. If she's being followed now, she'll be followed again," Fury said in hopes of avoiding Banner freaking out.
"No, no just focus on staying safe. Director Fury just told me that you're going to be brought here, so I guess I'll talk to you when you arrive. Please try and stay safe," Bruce said with worry.
"I'll try, Uncle Bruce, don't worry. I had the best teacher when it comes to staying low," she teased lightly. "I love you, Uncle Bruce, bye," she said before hanging up the phone. Banner shut his phone and proceeded to continue his pacing on the bridge.
SCENE CHANGE
Josetta Barker ended her phone call with her God-father / Uncle, Bruce Banner, with a nervous fluttering in her stomach. She stared at her phone with frightened eyes before taking a deep breath and focusing herself. She put her phone back into her small handbag before walking towards the busiest part of time. She sent a quiet 'thank you' to the heavens for it being lunch time and everyone was busy getting their food. Her hazel eyes darted from one place to another, keeping a look out for suspicious characters.
"Why would someone be after me?" she questioned herself under her breath. She shook her head rapidly, sending her wavy hair flying before she tried to focus again. Her penny loafers made a soft thunking noise on the pavement while her skirt made a hushed swishing sound around her legs. "Where can I hide?" she asked herself as she looked left and right before spotting a semi-busy restaurant. "Perfect!" she exclaimed to herself before briskly walking over to it.
"Hi; how many?" the stewardess asked her once she walked in.
"Just one please," Josetta said with a sweet smile. She followed the stewardess to her table and thanked her before taking a seat and browsing through the menu. She glanced at her watch and noticed that she still had a good 50 minutes before the agents were supposed to arrive and help her. "How will they know it's me though? Or do I even want to know?" she mumbled as she looked through the menu.
She spent as much time as she could at the restaurant before she couldn't stall any longer. She looked at her watch and sighed. "15 more minutes," she sighed before she walked back into the now considerably empty street. Her eyes darted to and fro in slight panic as she noticed the lack of people. "This isn't good," she said softly before acting as normal as she could. She walked briskly down the street towards the city center. "I hope there are more people there," she said out loud considering that she was practically the only person on the street.
"Now why do you hope for that?" a creepy male voice sounded behind her. She spun around in fear and saw three men standing there. "Tell me, how is Bruce Banner these days?" he sneered before lunging at her. Running on pure instinct, she turned and bolted down the street as fast as she could.
"Those agents better get here fast!" She said between her pants as she continued to evade her attackers.
"I don't think so!" shouted one of the men as he reached out and snagged the back of her short jacket and threw her into a nearby ally way. She screamed in terror before her she landed painfully on the ground. "Now that wasn't very nice," the man that grabbed her said. The others walked up to where she lay on the ground.
"Yeah, and now we have to be a lot meaner then we were planning on," one of the others said with a malicious smile on his face. Josetta tried scrabbling backwards but the one closest to her reached down and grabbed her ankle and dragged her forward. She cried out in pain as her side was cut by a broken piece of glass.
"So tell us; where is Bruce Banner?" the man holding her ankle snapped out in anger. "We know you're his God-daughter," he said through his teeth. Josetta glared heatedly before she decided to do something that can be considered brave or stupid. She bent her free leg back and slammed it as hard as she could into the hand that was holding her other ankle. The man shouted in pain and shock as he released her ankle to hold his now bruised hand.
"You little bitch!" one of them shouted before grabbing the front of her shirt and bringing her up to eye level with him. "You're gonna pay for that," was all he said before he back-handed her across the face. She gasped at the pain and winced at the copper tang in her mouth from her now split lip.
"Now tell us where he is!" the third man shouted at her from her side. She kept her mouth shut and pressed her lips into a thin line, not caring about her bloodied lip. "Not talking huh? Well we know ways to get you to talk, and none of them are pleasant," he continued before going behind her. Her eyes widened from her narrowed glare when he walked out of her line of sight.
"Feeling talkative yet?" The man holding her shirt asked with a nasty smile. Her eyes narrowed again in irritation. She swung her leg back and managed to get the man behind her in the shin before she brought it forward and hit the man holding her in his shin. He dropped his hold on her shirt. Once she was released she tried to bolt for the exit of the ally before the first man caught her again and yanked her arms behind her.
"You really are determined to make this a lot more difficult than it should be," he said in her ear, causing her to shiver in disgust.
"And you guys are really determined to lengthen your crime list," a new voice said from the mouth of the ally way. All three of the men and Josetta looked in their direction. Josetta's hazel eyes relaxed to show the relief in her face as she saw the S.H.I.E.L.D badges on their suits.
"Release the girl," the only female agent said as she raised her gun to be level with the man holding her, "Or else this bullet goes right between your eyes," she threatened. Josetta was released immediately from the shaking man's grasp. She rushed as quickly as her bruised ankle would let her towards the agents.
"Josetta Barker, I presume?" one of the male agents asked. Josetta nodded her head yes and the agent let out a relieved smile. "I'm glad we made it here in time to save you Ms. Barker," he said before escorting her away from the ally way. "Your God-father is very worried about you," he said before he offered to help her walk after noticing the limp. She took his offer gratefully and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as he wrapped his around her waist.
"Ouch!" she hissed when his hand landed on her cut. He moved his hand further down to her hip in order to avoid the injury.
"We'll get you patched up when we get you on the quinjet," he said gently. He looked behind him and saw the other two agents behind him. "Did you take care of them?" he asked once they were closer.
"They won't be a problem anymore," the woman said simply as she strode in front of the duo. Josetta shivered slightly at the cold tone in the woman's voice. Their walk was filled with silence the rest of the way to the quinjet.
"Oh wow," Josetta breathed once she saw the machine. She tried to take in everything but it seemed like she couldn't. "This is going to take some getting used to," she said out loud, causing all three agents to laugh lightly.
"You'll get used to it in time. Especially if you're going to be under our protective custody," the agent behind her said as he and the other agent helped her onto the quinjet. She gave a nervous smile to the agents before she leaned back against her seat and sighed.
"I really shouldn't have gotten out of bed today," she sighed. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the female agent now tending to her cut. The agent tried to give her a comforting smile but it turned into more of a grimace.
"You're not the only one who thought that today," she said with a deep sigh before returning her attention to the jagged cut.
