Hope you guys liked that chapter. I find I write better from first person so Evva will be telling the story from now on. Both Evva and Saga are sixteen and wear SHIELD uniforms like Agent Hill's uniform in the Avengers.
I don't own the Avengers or Evva: Agent of SHIELD.
I sat against the steel wall, reading a book for what seemed like at least the one hundredth time, if not more. The books were the only source of entertainment in the room. Saga sat next to me, also flipping pages of text. Saga and I had grown up together in this room. While the cribs had been swapped over to beds, it hadn't changed much. The SHIELD agents didn't drop in as much as they used to, figuring we could entertain ourselves. One door on one wall led to the bathroom, which was as plain as this one, and another door, always locked, led outside. At the sound of someone unlocking the door, Saga and I both stood up, dropping our books and losing our places in them.
Nick Fury walked in. I resisted the urge to roll or even narrow my eyes at him. "Hello," he said cautiously, probably worried we would throw a book or something at him.
The thought of throwing a book slightly calmed me down, but I wasn't that mad. I didn't want to take out his other eye.
"Hello," Saga replied. I said nothing.
"I have something I need you to do," he said.
"You can't just order us around like your agents," I snapped. I swear, give that man a title and a gun and he thinks he rules the world or something.
"I'll make you a deal," he told us. He pulled a photo out of one of his pockets and handed it to me. "This man is named Loki. He's not from around here."
"And we are?" I muttered under my breath. I had gained control over my powers and part of me wanted to change my hair from black to blonde.
"He exploded and destroyed one of my headquarters today through use of the Tesseract. He also managed to steal the Tesseract and turn some of the brightest men I know into personal flying monkeys," he said, handing a picture of a blue cube to me. I passed the picture of Loki to Saga and looked at the picture.
"I assume this is a Tesseract?" I asked.
"Not a Tesseract. The Tesseract. There aren't any others," Nick Fury said.
Beside me, Saga got a good look at Loki's photo. "He's hot," she said.
Both Nick Fury and I looked at her oddly. "You've just been told Loki is a maniac and 'He's hot' is your first reaction?" I asked.
"It's true," she defended.
"Anyway," Nick Fury said. "I think you two would help us fight him."
"What do I get in return?" I demanded. It may be selfish, but I was probably risking my life. If Loki had decided to explode a building, I didn't want to know what else he had done.
"You get out of here if we win."
"I want, actually, Saga and I both want to be let out of here if we win or lose. Also I think we should both get cell phones and laptops."
"What is Saga going to say when someone asks about her blue skin? Or red eyes? They aren't common features." Nick replied.
Saga spoke up. "No one's going to ask," she said firmly.
"And how do you know that?"
She held up a magazine. "Color changing contact lenses. Concealer."
"You can't put concealer all over you," he replied.
"Gloves. Long sleeved shirts. Cowls. All sorts of products are out there," she fired back.
"Fine," he relented.
"Good," I said. I walked to the door and twisted the handle, something I hadn't done since I was six and I wanted to follow one of the agents around. Then I took my first step out the door.
What did you think? Are Saga and Evva being Mary Sues? Is Nick Fury out of character? Did you catch a spelling mistake? Please tell me.
