I have been inspired to do a The Avengers fanfiction. Behold, and let's see how it turns out!

I am a freak.

Nothing more then a failed experiment.

Created by people so stupid, they were geniuses.

A failed experiment only the fantasizers dream of.

A failed experiment that failed so horribly, it worked.

A human that was to have the combined DNA of many animals, so it would be the ultimate super weapon.

And I don't just mean it worked. Oh no, it didn't just work.

It worked wonders.

What happened you say?

Well, the human, instead of gaining animalistic traits, was actually able to shift into that animal.

I am 23 year old Hailee Wolfe, and this is my story of how I became a valuable ally to the Avengers.

I flipped through the folder that was stamped CLASSIFIED in bold scarlet lettering, taking out a few pictures and leafing through them. "So Mr. Patchy the Pirate.."

A dark figure loomed in front of me, two burly hands slamming down in front of me. "Agent Wolfe, we've been over this multiple times. It is Director Fury," Nick spat, scowling down at me with that one piercing eye.

"Hrmph. Fine. So, Director Fury, why do I have a folder full of pictures of hunky guys and one chic who looks like she's been vacuum packed into a leather suit and her hair died with fire?" I drawled, looking up at him with an arched eyebrow.

"These are the Avengers. Since you can shift into 120 confirmed forms, you are the most qualified Agent we have to do a little recon and watch them, protect them," Fury instructed.

"So, I get to watch people sleep?" I asked with a grin, my eyes flashing.

Fury huffed, dragging a hand down his face. "If that's how you wish to see the mission yes. You get to watch people sleep."

"Sweet! When can do I start?" I asked, standing with a broad grin.

"You're going to Mr. Stark's tower in New York first. And you can start the moment you pack your bags and get the Hell out of my sight," Fury growled, standing and striding away.

"Aww, I'll miss you too Patchy!" I called after him, giggling. I clutched the folder under my arm, and strode out of the room to pack my bags.

I stepped out of the Audi R-8, looking around New York City with a whistle. "Dang, big place."

"So try and fit in, and don't go running around like a Saber tooth tiger or anything not... natural to this environment," Agent Coulson instructed, stepping out to stand by my side, sunglasses perched on his high on his nose.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "I'm not even sure I can turn into a Saber tooth," I replied, tempted to try it now.

"No."

"What?!"

"I know what you're thinking Hailee. Absolutely not."

"You ruin my fun."

"You ruin Fury's life."

"What do you expect from me?" I asked, mocking innocence.

"Nothing less, I suppose," he said with a sigh, shaking his head. I grinned, hopping back into the car as I shifted into a German Shepherd, the leaped back out, padding over to Coulson with my maw pulled up in a grin.

Coulson kneeled down, patting my head and pointing to Stark towers. I looked at him, raising a non existent eyebrow and giving him the 'No, really? I had no idea.' look. He rolled his eyes, standing and stepping back into the car. "We'll drop your stuff off at the hotel."

I flicked my tail in acknowledgement, padding off towards the tower and navigating through the mob of people. I came to the door, and sat down, scratching at the door and barking.

Pepper Potts came to the door, and looked down at me with a smile. "Why hello there!"

I whined, sitting down as I brought my paws up and barked, wagging my tail at her. She opened the door a little wider, and invited me in. I bounded in, wagging my tail as I looked up at her. She lead me through Stark Tower, and over to the huge kitchen. My eyes widened, and I shot for the fridge with a happy bark.

I stopped dead in my tracks in a half leap as a hole suddenly appeared in front of me. I jumped back, sitting down as I looked for the source, my eyes locking on Mr. Stark himself.

"Pepper, what is this?" Tony growled, stalking forward to glower down at me, his arms crossed over his chest.

"It's a dog, Tony," Pepper replied, moving over to my side as she crouched down to scratch behind my ears.

Captain Obvious. I thought with a snort, pressing into her hand.

Tony glared down at me, his eyes narrowed. I looked up at him, tilting my head and flicking my ears, my tail thumping against the floor.

"Can we keep her for just a bit? She's a stray," Pepper replied, looking up at Stark.

When Pepper stood up, I shimmied up to him, rearing up and placing my paws on his chest and giving him a big wet sloppy kiss. Tony just froze, looking at me with wide eyes, while Pepper snickered.

"Seems she likes you, Tony," she replied. I pushed off of him, sitting down and looking up, my tail wagging as I let a wolfish grin form on my muzzle. Tony stared down at me, scowling slightly.

"Fine, we can keep her," he growled, stalking off to the Elevator. I yipped happily, dashing after him after Pepper had slipped a black leather collar over my neck. I slid into his legs as the elevator door closed, and he studied me the entire way down. Finally he reached down, rubbing my head. I smiled, pushing my head into his touch as I woofed quietly. He stopped on the 14th floor, and he strode out into a large hallway.

I padded after him, my tail wagging as I looked around curiously. He opened the door to the room at the end of the hallway, and stepped into a large room that overlooked the entire city of New York. I dashed to the balcony, looking over as the wind rushed through my fur. I closed my eyes, my tongue lolling out as the wind danced around me.

Tony came to stand beside me, looking down as he rested his hands on the rail. "Nice view, eh?" he asked, looking at me.

I looked back up at him, barking in agreement as I turned back to the city, sitting down. We stood there for a good hour, watching the bustling city below. The people seemed like ants, and I found myself wondering if it was possible to bring in the wings from one of my bird forms for this form to fly around.

I was awakened from my day dream as Tony patted my head, his warmth leaving my side. I stood, turning around to watch him move back towards the inside. I trotted dutifully after him as dusk fell over the big apple.

He opened the door for me, and I shook my fur, and trotted inside, the billionaire following right behind me.

So far, so good. He doesn't suspect a thing. I thought to myself, my fur fluffing up slightly in pride as I padded toward Tony's room to sleep in.

I sat staring at Tony as he slept, my muzzle inches away from his face. It was about 1 in the morning when his eyes fluttered open slightly, then shot open as he jumped back and screamed loudly.

"PEPPER! GET THE DOG OUT OF MY ROOM!"