I'm so sorry for the long wait. I've just been extremely busy with school and family issues. There was also this killer snow storm and I was stranded up at my dad house. I also haven't had much time to write but I did do a lot of thinking about this story and I know pretty much exactly where I want to go with it. So updates should be faster from here on out.
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing for a while.
"Hello, sir." A distorted voice says cracking to life over the land line.
"Ah Agent Crime," Mr. Vaughan greeted,
"Everything is going according to plan." The voice confirmed.
"Ah good, that's good." Vaughan sighed with a please smile.
"Shall I put the next stage of the plan into effect sir?" The phone crackled.
"No, not yet. Let them stew for a little while"
"Yes sir." And with that, the phone died.
I was walking with Kat to our meeting with Director Fury. I had tried some causal conversation, but she just seems to shut me out or give short answers. It didn't make any sense. I was for sure she would open up more after what happened in the infirmary, but apparently that had just been a fluke and she was back to this cold, unfeeling agent. It unnerved me. Once we arrived at the Fury's office we both took our seats on either side of Natasha.
"Now that I have you all here it's time to explain what the council has planned." Nick said with a smirk, rubbing his hands together.
"And what is that?" I asked, leaning back in my chair, "And more importantly, why are Nat and I here? Couldn't you use a higher level agent?"
"I have both of you here because you are the ones who brought our friend Agent Evans here to us. So you both are directly involved. I am also please to tell you that she has accepted a job with us." Fury explained. Well, that was surprising, I wasn't expecting that. I looked over at Nat to see her reaction but it was as impassive as ever. "Now as for the plan, the conceal thinks our best choice would be to plant some agents into the 'underground' and let them get into the higher ranks, then crumble it from the inside and launch a full scale attack once everyone is in place, and with any luck we just might blind side them and-"
"It won't work." Kat scoffed, "That will take at least a year and half to get at least one agent established in the T.U.G. and that's if there good, and who's to say they won't die before then. Vaughan doesn't hold back with the corporal punishment and we do some pretty high profile missions, even for new recuts and what if they get discovered, not to mention they could die in the Pit or even in the training room. Kat explained, "Everything there is extremely dangerous sometimes they'll even knock one of our own off just for the hell of it."
"What's the pit?" Natasha asked with mild curiosity.
"It's a completion held every month where every able agent competes in a tournament to show off their skills, as the high ups put it. But we all know it's just to entertain them; and once it reaches the fourth round, it's a kill or be killed scenario." Kat answered in a dull voice, "I've seen many good agents go out that way. Hell, I've almost gone out that way, I've killed people that way; and it's never pretty." Kat said with a cold expression. I was shocked to say the least.
"I don't think any of the agents that work for the underground can be considered good." I commented without thinking, causing Nat to send me a glare.
"The ones left anyways." Kat mumbled under her breath.
"Well then what do you think we should do then?" Mr. Fury asked sarcastically.
"I'm not sure that anything will work." She admitted, "I'd tried to get out at one point but it never got anywhere."
"Everything has a weak spot." My fellow assassin said, "We just have to find it first." Natasha said.
"I don't know why you guys are bothering, nothing's going to work." Kat said. I sighed, leaning back in my chair. It was going to be a long meeting.
Later…
We through ideas back and forth for at least two hours before Fury concluded that he would talk to the council about it at the next meeting and would get back to us in a few weeks.
In the mean time we were in charge of keeping an eye on Kat. So basically we got stuck with babysitting the kid. It wouldn't be so bad if she would at least talk to us. I mean I figured after what happened in the infirmary that she would be a little more relaxed around us but I guess that was just fluke, a moment of weakness.
"And over here is you're room." Nat said pointing toward a small room at the end of the hall. We had been giving Kat the tour of the heli-carrier, for the most part Kat seemed unimpressed expect for when we showed her the helli-carriers engines, that got a slight eye brow raise; so I'll take that as progress.
"Thank you." Kat said going to head off to her room.
"Wait," I said causing her to turn her head, "Don't forget we have training at 8:30," she paused "I'll send that Conner kid to get ya if ya want." She added
"That would be great than you." She replied, "really thanks." She added before going into her room and shutting the door.
"Well isn't she just a bucket full of sunshine." I said sarcastically, Nat just rolled her eyes and started off toward her room "I have a feeling she's more than she appears to be Clint. We just have to give her time."
Finally I was alone in my room? But this couldn't be my room, it was too nice. The flooring was carpeted, the walls were painted, while it was and ugly gray color they were at least painted, there was a bunk bed over in the corner of the room with white sheets. Across from that was a dresser with a mirror above it; then next, to my left was a small bean bag chair, then a little TV attached to the corner of the wall.
"Whoa," I breathed looking at my new room. This was the best room I've had in a long time. I walked slowly over to the bed and plopped down. I timidity sunk into the cushy mattresses. I took a deep breath; it smelled, clean. It brought back memories from before, before the T.U.G. I felt my eyes dropping, the exhaustion finally catching up with me and I drifted off …
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