The Recruit

by darkskiesandprettylies

Kiara Williams a Senior Special Agent for the CIA's Special Operations Group, recruited into SHIELD's Strike team under the command of Brock Rumlow. Will she be able to work under the command of a man, who values order and discipline above all else, or will she find herself deep waters with only herself to blame.

1. New Team

It had been a long drive, but I couldn't remove the smile from my face as I exited my car and looked up at the structure known as the Triskelion- otherwise known as SHIELD HQ. Stepping through the doors, I immediately spotted eight guards, armed, and positioned at the three exits and the hallway which I assumed lead to the elevators. But, a glass wall surrounding the lower ground meant you didn't have to get past the guards to get out, simply by shooting the glass, and that was assuming it wasn't bulletproof, would be enough.

But this was SHIELD, the guards wouldn't be the only problem, should I need to escape. A lot of the agents walking around were more than likely agents from operations, dangerous individuals, just like me. But I didn't think I would need to escape any time soon, after all I was here because of the Director, Nick Fury, who recruited me personally. Alexander Pierce had seemingly approved of me as well and had fast tracked my recruitment from the CIA's Special Operations Group. I'd been with them for two years, had since made special agent and was even working my way up to senior special agent when SHIELD put a call in, showing an interest in me and my skills.

I refocused my mind on why I was here to begin with, to meet with Pierce and my new team. Making my way to the receptionist, I offered a small smile and introduced myself. "I'm Agent Williams, here to see Alexander Pierce."

He looked up from his screen and nodded before handing me a thumb scanner. "Place your thumb on the scanner." His tone was almost laced with boredom as I placed my thumb on the scanner. "Welcome Agent Williams. Mr Pierce will meet you on the forty first floor, the elevators are through that corridor on your left and here's your lanyard. Have a pleasant day." He sounded like he wanted me to have anything but a pleasant day. But still I took the lanyard with a smile and I placed it over my head. I made my way past the two guards, both of whom were carrying, the guns just about visible beneath their suit jackets.

Hitting the button for the elevator, I watched with a hint of intrigue as it rose up from a subterranean level and opened up to show seven males, all well built and all dressed in black combat gear. Raising an eyebrow, I looked at them all curiously, before stepping in, and noting that the button for floor forty one was already pressed. I wondered as I checked the men's reflections in the glass doors if the group were my new team.