Authors Note:

Okay so this is still some background. I've decided that the story will be during and after the Avenger's movie. It will include some of the battle sequence and some romance between my OC and Dr. Banner.

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Enjoy!

2.

Charlotte walked out of the lecture hall quickly, bumping the Agent with her shoulder. She felt the sting of pain course down her entire back. She grimaced walking faster out the doors.

Driving to her apartment in Pasadena her eyesight was strained, even through her glasses her vision blurred and everything slowly became a colored blur. She bit her lip, she needed to get to her apartment before her vision grew worse. This usually lasted for a day but they pain would slowly get worse until it disappeared.

Phil Coulson walked out of the opened elevators of the new Stark Tower. Tony Stark was surprised to see him, almost as surprised as he was to know that Pepper knew his first name-Phil. However, any deeper dwelling on that subject flew away from his mind the second Phil handed him the tablet console.

Tony pulled up the files of these people, these super humans and agents that were to be a part of the Avenger's Initiative Fury was telling him.

With a flick of his figures, the files went to a bigger screen as he watched the Hulk destroy Harlem, Captain America 70 years ago in the second World War, two agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. on some kind of covert mission, and a woman being poked and prodded by needles and men wearing black. He caught a glimpse of a pair of wings before the files were gone and the word 'Still Recruiting' flashed in red.

Huh, Tony thought, these are the other Avengers.

The sound of the running water annoyed Charlotte. This was a side effect that always affect her, her hearing was over compensating for her dropping vision. She had put on her special glasses by the time she got home but every time she looked over the top of the frames was a great blob of fuzz which she knew to be her kitchenette.

She popped two aspirin tablets into her mouth before swigging the water down. She slammed the faucet lever down and put the glass in the sink. Her black cat, Alley, weaved in between her legs as Charlotte sat on the couch.

She put her hands on either side of temples as her eyebrow twitched and her head pounded. She got flashes of memories. Ones of her in a clear glass box, 12 feet by 12 feet, her wings spread out and her eyes flashing gold as her heart pounded in way she couldn't control.

There were men with white lab coats talking to men in black suits who were talking to another man wearing goggles all were staring at her while she looked around at the bright room.

"Time to administer adrenaline B," a man said as he pressed the speaker button in the control room.

A woman wearing an entirely white bodysuit walked into her glass cube with a large needle. Charlotte stared at her wildly, they had been trying to see if they could enact any other power from her. It had been two years and multiple needle sticks. The inside of her right arm was littered with needle marks.

Charlotte backed up into a corner, her wings folded up behind her as the woman approached her. She felt threatened and as she screamed the woman flew from the sound beam, through the glass and into the window of the control room. Charlotte stepped through the hole, beating her wings to start to fly when a shock of electricity coursed through her causing her to black out.

The last thing she heard was, "Well that's new."

From then on they tried different techniques, now focusing on threatening her, scaring her and other things.

The loud rapping of the door startled Charlotte and Alley who was purring on her lap. Charlotte moved her cat as she stood up. Muting the television, the knocking grew louder, sharper and more irritable so, with a huff, Charlotte walked over and opened her apartment door.

Standing in the entry was a bald man with an eye patch and long, leather coat. He had a gaze as sharp as nails and a grimace that made Charlotte nervous for herself. And sort of for her cat as well.

"Hello Dr. Carlson, my name is Director Fury," he said staring at her with his good eye, "and I do not appreciate being said no to."

"Excuse me?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"My agent came to you with an opportunity to return to your research, and you refused," he said, "Not something I am completely unused to, you are not the first to refuse my job offer."

"I am banned from my research, the government would be on me before you could say nuclear fission reactor," Charlotte said with a sneer, "You and your agency knows that with that file you have on me."

"S.H.I.E.L.D works independently from the government, we're more of a covert spy system, we don't always follow their rules, they're more like suggestions," Fury stated, "and I'm taking your ban as a suggestion I'm going to ignore. Why waste the brain of a woman who almost won the Nobel Prize at age 22 for one accident."

Charlotte stilled at the door. When Phil Coulson came to her at CalTech, she thought he wanted her as a part of his superhuman team to take down this intergalactic threat when she voiced this to Fury the eye patched man laughed.

"Phil is overeager, but a perfectly competent agent, we are apprehending the threat currently, in Germany," Fury said, he paused in the middle of his statement looking at Charlotte expectantly.

She widened her eyes in realization that she had left Fury in her door front as she ushered him in frantically. Alley hissed as Fury walked towards the couch and stalked away as he sat on it.

"I need to know if you are on board with the research project Dr. Carlson," he stated looking up at her as she moved to stand in front of her television which was showing the actors mouthing to the lines of the Titanic.

"Agent Coulson said you already had Dr. Banner. Why do you need me?"

"Dr. Banner is only on board to find the Tesseract," Fury explained, "It is radiating gamma energy that he can track. No mind can compare to that man's knowledge of gamma radiation, not even yours. But he is unstable and he will not help us with Phase 2."

"Phase 2?"

"A new type of warfare. The Council wants S.H.I.E.L.D. to start building a new types of weapons. With Tony Stark out of the weapon business, we need a new genius. We need you."

"I don't want to work for the government," Charlotte sneered, "They took everything away from me, why should I give everything to them. Besides I already tried to help with a new type of warfare and that backfired in every single way possible."

"Yes, Dr. Carlson what you are saying is valid, however, I know you want to go back to your research. I know you wish to be publicized. Dr. Banner may have a brilliant brain but he was nowhere close to winning a Nobel Prize. And there have been so many new advancements in your field of nuclear energy and clean energy itself. I know you will make the right decision to join us Dr. Carlson. It is your only second chance, do not pass this up."

Charlotte bit her lip. At this point she wished she had more relationships with people. She wished her parents hadn't been forced away from her. She smirked at this over her teeth, her parents hadn't been forced, they left on their own accord. Their seemingly perfect daughter hadn't won the Nobel Prize and turned into some freak human bird. So they had another daughter who was slowly becoming their new hope for perfection since she had disappointed them.

She closed her eyes, "Yes, I accept." There. Take that government. They couldn't just take her off the research scene because of one freak accident. She still had a 190 IQ, she still had two PhDs and Masters and she still had the drive to learn. And maybe when the government confiscated her research she had kept a file of it on a drive. And maybe she had been using the CalTech research labs because the man in charge of the physics department was slowly becoming older than old. And maybe she finished her research. So this was her chance to get back on the grid.

The government had prevented her research from being published and from anyone publishing it. It wasn't that important anyway, they said. It wouldn't change the world, they said. As if, Charlotte thought, her research could change nuclear energy. Her breakthrough in nuclear particles and their separation and containment could change the world. People could use this energy in a safer, cleaner way that could replace gasoline as a new, safer way.

Fury gestured towards her own armchair.

He pulled out a tablet from his leather coat pocket and pressed a series of buttons and then a document packet.

"I need you to sign here and initial here and another signature on this line," Fury said not looking up from the tablet, "Confidentiality contract. Say anything, do anything, you so much as tattoo a statement on you back that jeopardizes our institution and S.H.I.E.L.D. will force you to change your name and your face."

Charlotte stilled the pen over the document and widened her eyes but signed nonetheless, "I don't have any room on my back for another tattoo."

She bit her lip as a holographic image of a pulsing blue cube hovered over the tablet.

"This is the Tesseract," Fury said, "It is from an alien planet that will be explained to you in the future. We need to understand it's component because we are not alone, Dr. Carlson. We know of your research in nuclear energy no matter what the government wants to hide. We know you came close to cracking that gamma bomb and helped with a lot of new warfare for the government. We know you can help us, we need to be protected because we are not alone and we are horrible outmatched."

Charlotte's eyes widened from her seat but nodded nonetheless.