Kiev - near Midnight
The streets were dark and quiet, few people were walking down the street and those who did where to drunk to noticed the boy sitting in the shadows. They would be hard pressed to see him anyway, his clothes where dark and the shadows seemed to encase him. The boy had been there for 4 hours, hardly moving yet constantly watching the office building opposite where he was sitting
He suddenly jerked his eyes as the lights went off. SHIELD agents apparently liked to work late though the boy didn't mind, he liked the cool air flowing through his hair and on his skin, it helped him to keep focused on the mission in hand.
The boy stood up quickly startling a group of teenagers walking near by, they hadn't spotted him in the shadows. It was the first time the boy could be seen properly, he was short in build, he couldn't have been more than 5 1/2 feet yet his muscles could be seen through his thin tee shirt as lean and toned. He had short dirty blonde hair, his fringe almost reaching his eyes which where a bright shade of green.
"Oi shouldn't you be at home with your mama" one of the drunkards slurred in Ukrainian, whilst his gang laughed looking down at the boy. The boy looked at them, of course it was the biggest and the most drunk one who yelled. They assumed that he would run off or start crying but the boy just smirked before stalking past them.
"I was talking to you" the man tried to grab at the boy before screaming. The onlookers had barely seen the boy move yet he somehow had the biggest member of the group, who had to be at least 6.2 feet, in and arm lock and looked close to breaking his arm.
"Leave...now." The boy spoke softly yet his tone was clear. A loud crack echoed around the street which caused the drunk to scream louder. Letting the leader go the gang ran off, realising it wasn't worth trying anything.
The boy turned his attention back to the office, where a man had just come out of the side entrance, clearly exhausted after what must have been a long day. The man was wearing a white lab coat and had a suit jacket slung over his arm, which almost hid the holster that was around the man's shoulder.
This will be to easy. The boy stooped down and smeared his face with mud, he then pulled out a small knife from his pocket and made a small cut on his cheek.
He ran quickly across the empty road, colliding heavily with the man. "Help, please you have to help." Tears running down his cheek now. The man looked startled to have the boy pulling at him, the boy looked to be 14 or 15 and was tugging at his arm. "My... My brother, they..." The boy said through harsh sobs. "The knife and... And so much blood."
"Stop, calm down, tell me what's wrong." The man spoke in a calming voice, clearly used to stressful times. He moved with a grace that showed he was used to combat. He had the air of a soldier.
"My brother, we live across the street, but the men, they burst in yelling, my brother grabbed one but they stabbed him, he was bleeding. I think he might be... Be." The boy buried his face in his hands
"Stay here I will go find him. Just stay here ok." The man pulled out a gun from inside his jacket whilst looking across the road. He didn't notice the boy's hand reaching into his pocket and pulling a short knife out. It was to late for the man, who was one of the best agents SHIELD had to offer but that didn't stop his throat from being cut as the boy jumped up on his back and ran the knife across it, pushing in deep and causing a gasp to escape the man as he slumped over.
The boy was already walking away before the agent had even dropped and had his phone out, sending a message
"Agent Casper down, awaiting orders."
His phoned dinged a minute later showing a picture. His life was about to become much more interesting.