DO WE DOO
part 1 of Ezri's backstory! Please review
I had been training with Agent Romanoff for about three hours and I wasn't even tired.
"Are you ready to give up yet?" I asked the redhead. She could only go for so long after all.
"I guess. But before you go, I want to know what you did with the knife. It flew back to your hand. Do you have telekinesis powers or something?" She narrowed her eyes at me.
I stared back at her, my head cocked to the side. "You'll have to wait and see. Only time will tell."
I heard her groan as I walked away. Now all I had left today was a debriefing and I could go.
I had another gig tonight and I was anxious to get out of the sterile white halls of SHIELD. I walked down them with my hands in my pockets. The meeting wasn't for another 15 minutes and I had nothing to do.
I would have usually done the time back in the gym with my swords, but since Agent Romanoff was probably still in there, well I had had enough of her for a bit. I walked around the place, eventually coming across a high tech lab.
Technology had never been my thing but I walked in anyways. Strolling through the tables, I picked up a random piece of machinery.
"Hey, you're not authorized to be here!" a voice came from the back.
I straightened up slowly and turned around.
"Says who?" I said quietly.
"Um, me. Who is authorized to be here. And you aren't." Dr. Banner replied, looking closer at me.
"Eh, I can be where I want. I got time to spare." I said, hopping up on a table.
"Be careful. Don't want you breaking any of our toys. Even if you're here to chat, don't touch my stuff." Tony said loudly.
"Whoops." I said, snapping the thing I was holding in half.
"What the heck did you do that for?" Tony yelled.
"Boredom." I said shrugging.
"Boredom? That's stupid, you know what can you please leave? Out. Come on, get out." Tony yelled.
I chuckled as I walked out of the lab. These guys could be so easily riled up. It wouldn't be good in a fight.
Especially against Dylan.
Once again I was wandering the halls.
I wondered if the training room would be empty by now. Deciding against it, I sat down outside of the debriefing room.
Once again, I pulled out a knife and began flipping it through my fingers.
"Just couldn't wait, could you." Fury called, walking up to me.
I laughed. "Nothing to do here Fury. Besides playing around in the training room. Stark kicked me out of his lab. So I just decided to hang out here."
Fury looked away as he typed in the passcode for the door. It opened with a swish and I stood.
The brown haired agent behind Fury surveyed me as I followed them in and sat down in a chair.
"Ezri, this is Agent Hill. If you were wondering." Fury called out behind him as he walked into the room with a swish of his trench coat.
Agent Hill nodded to me and followed Fury into the room. Her sharp light brown eyes tracked my movements and I knew she could be dangerous.
"Can you take the hood off?" Fury asked. He posed it as a question, but I knew it was an order.
I yanked the dark hood off of my head and brushed some strands of hair off of my face. Fury stared at me, his one eye making me feel like he was looking through me. Agent Hill sat down and opened up a tablet and a file, her gaze staying on the paper.
I could tell she was curious though.
Fury startled me out of my thoughts. "Where did the scar come from? You didn't have that earlier."
My hand flew up to my face. Shit! I had forgotten to cover it up! Now I would probably have to explain most things to them. After all, talking about Dylan would mean uncovering some things about myself.
"I'll tell you later." I said, my voice hard. Or not.
The door slid open and I whipped around, almost falling out of my chair. I hadn't heard anyone approach.
It was Agents Romanoff and Barton. Both their gazes lingered on me for a bit longer than polite.
I swiveled back around, hoping they didn't notice the scar. I put the left side of my face in my palm, resting my elbow on the table. It would cover it up for a bit and that would have to do.
Up until, today I had always remembered to cover up the long tear shaped scar that went from the very bottom of my left eye to my lip.
It ran right down the middle, exactly like a tear should.
I cursed myself for not remembering. I had been wearing my hood when I was with the Avengers and didn't put the makeup on this morning. God.
We sat in silence until the rest of the Avengers arrived, Bruce and Tony together, followed by Thor.
Steve was the last in, he looked tired and was wearing sweats.
"Right then. We can get started if you're all ready." Fury said, scanning everyone.
Steve sat down and Tony scowled at me.
"From what we've picked up since yesterday, we found Dylan's base around the general area of New York. We don't have an exact location though. The rest we're about to find out." Fury said, and then looked at me. I had my eyes closed, but I could feel him and everyone else staring.
"Dylan joined an organization about four years back. He slowly rose through the ranks until he became the leader. Using his powers he took over the whole place. They call themselves the Enders." I said slowly. My cheek was still resting on my hand, making it harder to talk.
"I can't hear you that well Ezri." Fury said loudly. He looked pointedly at my hand, eyebrows raised. I knew what he wanted.
I sighed and let my hand fall down to the table.
"As I said before, Dylan has the power to control people. He manipulates the shadows and takes control over that person." I paused, my eyes on the table. My voice hardened as I continued.
"I was- I was helping him. I worked with him for about two years until I hacked into his computer database and figured out what was really happening. He knew that I was going to figure out one day and he had a whole plan for the day when that happened. He knew I was powerful and was prepared to fight. I tried to fight and he took over my mind. And killed our family. And he tortured me." I said, fighting the tears, the memories that came with telling them this information.
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