Nick Fury was confused and angry, more angry than confused. His youngest and close feeling agent walked onto the brig with a confused look played out across her face.
"Can I help you Director?" Serenity's chime like voice rang through the bustling control room. Jeez, Serenity thought with a slight frown. Don't these people ever sleep?
Fury turned his one eye glare to her with a thin mouth.
"Sit, Lotus," his deep voice instructed.
He watched as the young girl quietly sat down in a hard metal chair that was placed by the table that the Avengers team, if they could be called a team, usually sat at while being informed. It would have been better if whoever designed the hellicarrier to put the meeting table (Coulson called it that when he heard the use of it) in a different room, and not behind him. It made him feel vulnerable to any sort of anger-filled attack.
"Care to tell me why, Serenity, I couldn't hear you and the prisoner speaking?" He studied the form of the girl, looking for a crack in her armor.
Her breath became irregular in the oddest way when she started to mull things over in her mind. He also noticed that her pinky that was resting lightly on the clear metal table started to shake a bit. The large light violet eyes gave nothing away though.
Nick Fury had raised this girl since her parents died on a mission when she was about a year old. He taught her everything he knew, but she still came with a few cracks that he was trying to smooth out.
The small girl turned to stone when she replied. "I was merely giving him some privacy. People actually like that, you know."
Fury sighed at her barely shaking form, something happened in that room.
"Yes but I need to know what was going on. He killed over 80 people in two days."
"Didn't Natasha basically just tell...Thor, I think, that?" Serenity asked as she crossed her legs and raised a small hand to her face to study her nails before using the other to dig underneath them.
"And I think I can take care of myself against Mr. Tall-Sexy-Leather Man." Serenity purred out the last bit with a sly grin on her face as she moved her hand to swipe the air in front of it like an amused kitten.
Fury just stood there processing what she just said. Serenity glanced up in slight concern for a moment when she noticed his pale face and unmoving eyes.
"... What did you just call him?!" Fury finally made out, his voice coming out in an angry yell.
"Trust me. I can handle him Papa Bear, no need to cuddle me anymore. I want to help out now, not hide when something goes wrong. You taught me everything I know and now I'm putting it to good use." Serenity raised her hands to hold them over her heart as she leaned forward slightly.
"I don't want to feel useless anymore."
Fury let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed the bridge of his nose with one hand and closed his only eye. Sometimes he really wished he didn't take her in all those years ago. Of course, he would never change the fact that he did. Fury liked her too much for that (Like because love is too strong a word for Fury).
"Please Nick. I wanna help now, today, not years from now." she used her big violet eyes and pouted her lips in a puppy dog eyes. It never worked but it made her look adorable in that own special way of hers.
"Go to your room Serenity." He snapped quietly, deciding to play the tough parent card. Fury instantly regretted it.
She gave him a straight, emotionless face and slammed her arm down on the table along with uncrossing her legs to let them heavily hit the floor with a loud thump. "Please tell me you're not really playing the responsible parent card on me. And REALLY?! My room!? What am I, 5? You seriously believe that I'm going to get up from this chair and walk to my damn courters just because you tell me too!?"
Nick glowered down at her, completely unused to this type of behavior… well at least from people who aren't Tony Stark.
"You are too young to do this Serenity, if I had it my way; you would have your miniature sorry ass on the land doing some worthless, regular job. Not up here where anything can go wrong and something bad could happen to you!" Fury nearly screamed at her in front of nearly half of the SHIELD agents on board. He barley paid any mind to the few lingering agents nearby that turned their heads to see what he was yelling at.
Serenity glanced at her feet for a moment before glaring up at him while she stood up from her metal chair. Fury watched in silence as she walked towards the exit. Suddenly, the girl paused and stood at the double doors.
"Fury," Serenity stated calmly without even turning around to look at him. "I'm twenty-one. I'm not that helpless little girl you took in all those years ago. I can handle myself." With that, Serenity calmly walked through the double doors of the control room, leaving them swinging back and forth in her wake. Fury sighed and slumped down into one of the swirly chairs placed in front of the large table.
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Steve walked down the cool hallway when a fiery girl paced herself toward him. He never really seen a girl so small and so angry.
"Excuse me miss." Steve put in to get the girls attention but when she looked to him he half wished he didn't. Her eyes were cold and hard. She stopped a foot away from him and tilted her head back to look him in the face.
"Can I help you Captain?" the high voice that came from this little thing surprised him for a second.
"Can you tell me where the mess hall is?" a bit of a stupid question.
"The mess hall is one left, two right, and another left. Have fun." she then side stepped him and started to continue on her path.
"Wait!" She turned back to look at him with a raised eyebrow, clearly waiting for a answer.
"Umm... Would you like to accompany me to the mess hall?"
The girl tapped her fingers against her thighs that were covered by a blue dress. 'It suits her.' Steve thought while looking her over. Her blackish red hair stood out from her dress that was equalling standing out from her hair.
She rolled her eyes at him, possibly from his awed look, and nodded her head at the blonde. Steve smiled at her and followed her in the direction of what he really hoped for the mess hall. He hasn't eaten anything since getting on the Quinjet earlier that day.
"I'm Serenity by the way." the short girl introduced herself.
"Steve Rogers." he introduced himself. He was surprised that she didn't know him already, everyone knew in SHEILD. "Are you a agent here?"
"Have been for awhile now." the small girl said, not sounding very happy about it. Steve nodded and continued to follow her. From his experiences from the 40's doing the Captain America shows, he knows not to upset a angry dane.
They continued the trek to the mess hall in silence. Once they got there Steve looked to the young girl. She didn't look him in the eye but looked over his shoulder, which is quite a feet.
"Ummmm... Thank you for directing me here." Steve said awkwardly.
"Your welcome Steve." Serenity said, finally looking him in the eye. She then turned and briskly walked down the hallway. Steve walked into the metal doorway but turned back when he heard his name. "Steve!" it was Serenity.
"If you want to, I could help you out after all this with the twenty first century situation. And I want you to teach me how to draw in return. Is that a deal?" her small smile on her smooth face made him give a large smile in return with a nod of his head. Serenity nodded, smiled, and continued to walk to her destination; leaving Steve feeling happier than he has since he came aboard.