"So, let me get this straight", a spunky girl retorted, "I got to go to school and live in a whole other country."

"An amazing country if I do say so myself,' Beamed a patriotic fellow

"You can say all you want," Replied the young girl.

"I do not know how Russians behave in school, but here we believe in respect." States the fellow

"Russians" – The girl tried to say before being interrupted

"Mr. Walsh, I can assure you Inna will have the utmost respectful." Stated the father while swiftly kicking the girl under the table

"Well I do hope so Mr. Barnes." Said the principal while peering over his glasses suspiciously

Barnes' Apartment; 6:30 pm

Inna

My father and I were sitting on our new home. My first home to be exact, well one that is not a hell hole. At the apartment we were celebrating over our 'victory" of enrolling to J.F.K school of the District of Columbia. I for one do not consider this a victory by any means. My dad can be a bit overprotective at times, so he decided to move us in very close to my new school. I pity the fool who ever lays eyes on me, not that I wouldn't raise hell either. I do have a tendency to stir trouble. My thoughts were interrupted by my father.

"You know Inna, it would be wise to hold the tongue of yours." Said my father, I just rolled my eyes.

"What fun will that be" I retorted dryly, my father just sighed.

"You have an uncanny way of being troublesome, kid" Dad replied.

"The apple did not fall far from the tree.' With the last word I strutted to my room, hopefully to get a peaceful rest.

James:

Maybe there is some truth to the rumor about redhead's attitudes or maybe that is just my luck. Knowing she is asleep I started working on retrieving Inna's file from S.H.E.I.L.D.S database, if they even have it. Her Mother is still a mystery; if I am lucky her file might shed some light on the puzzle. I will have to call in some favors from a certain comrade, a partner of mine that I never truly forgot.