A few weeks ago...
It was a normal day. Nothing going on, nothing happening. Everything was boring.
It's weird, Roo thought, that nothing exciting ever happens here. The Avengers save New York every two weeks, but I live only a couple hours away, and no super villains come and do super villain-y things.
As Roo walked from her bus stop, she changed her mind.
There's always a weird feeling I have everyday, when I'm alone, outside of my house. It's- whatchamacallit? Oh, it's that feeling someone's watching you. Which is something I should be panicking about, right?
Roo shivered, not from the cold. She lived in a small town, where everyone knew each other, and Roo couldn't think of everyone who would watch her like that. She looked around nervously, and didn't see anyone, which didn't calm her nerves. She ran the rest of the way home.
Later that night, Hydra Officer Smith received the order he had been waiting for, came.
The phone rang. Smith answered it.
"Get the girl, and kill the rest of her family." Said the cold voice on the other end. "And burn the house to the ground."
"Yes sir." Smith said back.
Roo woke up from the smell. The smell of something burning. She sat up in bed, shocked.
"Liana?!" She screamed, hurrying to where her sister normally slept. No answer. She started panicking. Flames were going up the wall, and if Roo hadn't been panicking, she would've stayed a second to admire it.
"Ty?!" She yelled, running to her brother's room. His bed was empty and part of the ceiling fell on it.
"Mama?! Daddy?!" She shrieked, as she navigated her way past falling, burning stuff, and down the stairs.
"Roo?" Asked her father. Her whole family was there, Mama, Daddy, Liana, and Ty.
"Can we go?" Asked her brother, just six years old.
"Of course sweetie," Said her mom, but they never got outside. Because that's when the shooting began. Bullets zipped through the air, and started hitting there targets.
"Ty!" Roo screamed, as her brother was shot. "Liana! Mama! Daddy!" All her family members were on the burning floor, blood surrounding them. She buried her head in her dad's sweater, tears running down her face. And then a thought crosses her mind. Someone had shot them, and that someone was still there. And if they shot her family, they probably wanted her dead too, or something. But she didn't care. Her whole family was dead. Her home was burning.
Roo heard the door being kicked down. She heard the men shout at each other. She heard them coming closer. Then she heard nothing else.
"Nick Fury is furious!" Said Tony Stark, as he ran out of Fury's office.
"Isn't he always?" Asked Clint.
"Well, yeah, but he's more mad then nomal. I mean, he's snapping and yelling at Natasha and Hill, which is really something, 'cause he could lose is head for that."
"Plus, he's been giving everyone the evil eye." Said Natasha.
"Doesn't he always?" Asked Tony.
"No, he only does that to you." Said Clint, and he and Natasha started laughing.
"You two are mean." Whined Stark.
Nick Fury was furious. And talking to Tony-Pain-in-the-Butt-Stark didn't help. A week ago, Chicago had a major power outage, and when the power came back on, three wealthy business men were found dead in an alley. The only thing his investigating team had found was a bunch of empty bullet casings two blocks away on a roof. An autopsy found that all the bullets hit straight in the center if the heart, and Fury couldn't think of anyone who could make those shots but Barton. And Clint had been in a plane with Natasha and Coulson halfway round the world, so it couldn't have been him. And before that, a bunch of major cities around the world suffered power outages, and when the lights came back on, something bad had happened. A bomb went off in Paris, a genius scientist's lab had been robbed of plans to make missiles, and Sydney was the location of a kidnapping of a millionaire, just to name a few.
And then a couple days ago, another power outage happened in Tokyo, and playing a hunch, Fury sent an investigation team out. The team had found more businessmen, but some weren't dead yet, and after questioning, they had revealed that they had dealings with Hydra that had ended badly. They had also said that a, quote, "ninja girl had pulled ninja moves, and snapped some of their necks."
Fury's first thought was, 'So the Black Widow turned on them.' But she had been at a debriefing meeting, with plenty of witnesses.
Fury didn't like the situation at all.
"So what are we supposed to do again?" Asked Clint.
Natasha rolled her eyes. "We're supposed to look out for suspicious behavior. Especially if there's a power outage."
"Right, but why? We're level 7 clearance, and this job is for lower level bottom-of-the-totem-pole guys."
"Beats me. Hey, does that guy look suspicious?"
"He looks like everyone else."
"Right."
"You know, I don't like London. It reminds me of JARVIS. Too many British-accented people around."
"Maybe that's because we're in England?"
"Maybe."
As the pair walked slowly on the busy sidewalk, Clint started talking again. "The other thing about London is that everyone walks slower than snails."
"So does that mean that the girl over there walking a bit too fast is suspicious?"
"Yeah, But Tasha, maybe the girl's late for a date or something."
"She's dressed in normal clothes. And they call you Hawkeye."
"Maybe it's a casual date, you know?"
"This is a fancy part town. No arcades around."
"Right."
Natasha laughed, but stopped, and said, "So if she's not rushing for a late date, why's she hurrying? A bunch of girls are window shopping, and it's only 7:00 PM."
"Should we report?"
"Definitely."
Roo pushed her way through the crowed, trying to put as much distance from her and the bomb as possible. Right now, she was only a couple meters away.
Yay! She thought. I get to be blow up to bits!
Roo pulled out her phone, and cursed silently. She only had 8 seconds until Boom.
7
She started picking up her pace.
6
5
She tripped, and landed on the pavement. Ow.
4
3
Uh-oh, this is going to hurt.
2
1
My life sucks.
BOOM!
Roo groaned, and turned over. Every part of her hurt. Her head felt like someone had used it as a trampoline.
And then she noticed she was in a bed. Not her bed. Roo stiffened. She suddenly remembered the bomb, and not being able to get away in time.
Is this what death feels like? Cuz it kinda sucks. Roo thought.
She cracked open an eye, and looked around.
Oh, this is definitely not a Hydra base.
"Sir, we found a ton of knives on her, and a couple of guns." Said the agent.
"Do you know who she is?" asked Fury.
"No, but we're working on it."
"What's the girls age?"
"She could be 12 or 13, but that's an estimate. She could either be very tall for her age, or very short."
"So around the Avengers' kids' ages then."
"Yes, around there."
"Dismissed."
"Yes Sir."
When the agent left the room, Fury sat down, and took out a file that catalogued the weapons found on the girl.
She's got nice tastes in knives, Fury thought. I'm pretty sure Agent Romanoff would be jealous of them.
But as he flipped through the file, Fury was surprised at the number of weapons she was able to hide on herself. Fourteen knives, two guns.
But what would she do with them? Throw them? She probably wouldn't even scratch the opponent in the first place.
Yet, Fury couldn't help but pull out the Chicago file, where the businessmen had been shoot from two blocks away.
