They were all lined up, facing forward, standing at attention, watching as Agent hill paced in front of them. Clyde fidgeted nervously, not sure if he was going to like Agent Hill as much as Captain America.

Jackson slouched in his stance, choosing to just not care about anything that was going on. It was just a training session, they've all been in them before.

The rest were standing at attention, Tyson and Tama following Agent Hill with their eyes, Jade and Brantley facing forward, not looking.

"As I am now you're official handler, and let me make one thing clear to you right now." She stopped in front of Jade, glaring right at her. "I do not want to be here."

She kept walking, stopping in front of Tama, "I am not your babysitter."

She stopped in front of Clyde, "I am not your mother."

She stopped in front of Tyson, "I am not your friend."

She stopped in front of Jackson, "What I am, is your boss, and I demand respect, because each and every one of you, I can take blindfolded."

She stopped in front of Brantley, "And I expect, from each and every one of you, absolute dedication, and perfection."

She turned around, walking back down the line, "If you want to know if you have clearance to a case, you go through me. If you've taken an emotional interest in a case, you tell me. If you think it would be a better idea to bring someone in instead of kill them, don't even ask me, just kill them."

Jade frowned, Clint had brought in Natasha, her mentor. If Natasha hadn't been brought in, she would be dead. Naturally Hill's statement steamed Jade a bit, seeing as she had come to care for Natasha as an older sister.

Brantley just stared straight ahead, hanging onto every word, but not responding. Jackson looked like he could care less, but was intrigued by the idea this woman thought she could take him.

"And as my first act as your handler, your test for getting into S.H.I.E.L.D. will not be a training session." Agent Hill said, staring over at them all. "You'll be going on a real mission, with real life or death stakes."

They all exchanged glances, before Tyson spoke up, "Uh, Ma'am, I'm not sure that all of us are ready for that, I mean, I don't have a problem with it, but, Clyde-"

"Can speak for himself." Agent Hill said firmly.

Clyde was silent.

"Alright then." Agent Hill said, holding up a file. Brantley's eyes skimmed over the cover, seeing that unlike the regular light brown color, it was black. She knew what that meant. " Here I have your mission information. Seeing as this is a real mission, you'll be needing a leader-"

"Dibs." Jackson said.

Agent Hill glared at him, "And I've selected the obvious choice."

She held the file out to Brantley, "Agent Evans, you're mission leader."

Jackson sputtered, "What!?"

"You heard her." Tyson said warningly as Brantley crossed her arms.

"Yeah." Brantley said, "Sorry, I'm not the leader type, I'm the takes orders type. Can someone else do it? Jade?"

Jade's eyebrows shot up, "Uh, actually, Ah'm good. Ah don't really like all the responsibility of being leader and all."

Jackson piped up, "I'll do it!"

Tyson nodded, "Yeah, and I don't really wanna do it either. I mean, I can barely control my own fire, so I'm out."

Jackson huffed, "I already said, I'll do it."

Tama held her chin high, "I believe that although I am fully capable in battle, I am not suited to leading a troop."

Jackson stood army style, giving a small salute, "For the good of the mission and my team, I volunteer to be leader! Ma'am!"

Clyde shuffled his feet a little, "Um, Leader? Nah, I'm just the medic."

Jackson groaned, "For the love of-"

Agent Hill turned to Brantley, "Well, you're still my pick. Unless you want Jackson to-"

"Fine." She said, taking the file from her, "I'll review the mission, and be out by tomorrow."

Agent Hill nodded, "By tomorrow, got it. I'll alert Nick Fury. As a side note, none of you are allowed to have any contact with your mentors, you're meant to do this entirely on your own. If there's one slip up on this mission, you're all back at square one."

Agent Hill walked out, leaving them in the Rec. room.

Jackson huffed, "You've gotta be kidding me, why can't I be leader!?"

"Because you're twelve." Tyson said.

"If age is considered, you should be leader." Jackson protested, "Not Brantley!"

"Okay fine." Tyson said, "Let's put it this way, you're a huge know it all, and none of us feel comfortable taking orders from you!"

Tama nodded, "Aye, thou dost outmatch myself in age, but never shall I take orders from you."

Jackson crossed his arms as Brantley sat down at the table, flipping through the file, Jade and Tyson sitting down on either side of her. "Why does everybody suddenly hate me?"

Clyde shrugged, "I don't hate you."

Jackson looked down at Clyde, before sighing. "Well, it's something at least."

Brantley piped up, nose deep in the file, "You guys need to get code names by the way."

Tyson smiled, "I'm Kerosene."

Tama smiled, "Tama!"

Clyde hopped up and down, excitedly, "Oh! Oh! I'm Bucky!"

Tyson raised an eyebrow, "Bucky?"

"Captain America came up with it." Clyde explained.

Jackson smirked, "I've been thinking about it, and I like the name Awesome God Of Everything."

"No." Everyone said simultaneously.

Jason huffed, "Fine, I'm out of ideas now. Thanks people."

"Anytime." Brantley said halfheartedly.

Clyde peeked over Brantley's shoulder, "What's the mission about anyways?"

Brantley pointed to the picture, "We've got to either bring this guy in, or kill him. Which is why Clyde and Tama are not going to be apart of the initial attack."

Jade nodded, "Makes sense, the others?"

"I'll make up a plan once I read over the whole thing." Brantley explained, "You don't have to do this, I'll brief you all on the important things when we head out tomorrow."

Jade shook her head, "Naw, I'll stay up with ya, it's the kids that need to go get some sleep."

Tyson nodded, standing up, "Alright, I'll get the kids to bed, and then bring you guys coffee."

Brantley nodded, "Thanks."

Tyson led Clyde and Tama out, and a protesting Jackson. Jade chuckled a little, "Ah cant help but think, if we were all siblings, then Jackson is that problem child that thinks he's an adult."

"And who would I be?"

"That weird, quiet, kid that everyone secretly worries 'bout." Jade said.

"Aw, thank you." Brantley said sarcastically.

"So, why do we kill this guy?" Jade asked.

"He's a leak, went rogue and supplied a lot of deep intel for AIM." Brantley said, "He worked for S.H.I.E.L.D., in the special ops division, like me."

"Oh." Jade said, "So, he's pretty deadly, right?"

"That's just the thing." Brantley said, "He wasn't here long, only three weeks. They never got full stats on him, not even a physic evaluation."

Jade smiled eagerly, taking the picture form her, "Then by all means, allow me."

Jade scanned over the picture, "Wow, this guy was insane."

"How can you tell?" Brantley asked.

"His eyes." Jade said, "His face is perfect-"

"No crushing on the target Jade." Brantley warned.

"Shut up!" Jade snapped. "I mean, it's a perfect mask. He's got a good poker face, even better than the one you wear all the time."

Brantley gave Jade a half hearted glare, and Jade just rolled her eyes, "Calm down Brantley, it's just an example."

Brantley just gave Jade a warning look, "I don't like being profiled Jade."

"Ah know." Jade said, "Moving on, this guy keeps himself together pretty good, but you can tell by his eyes, he was ready to kill everyone on this helicarrier."

"Well, I feel like that some days." Brantley said, "Doesn't mean I'm going to do it."

"Yer a girl Brantley, that need to go on a massacre, as long as it only happens once a month, is excusable." Jade batted off. "Besides, Ah'd know if you were insane, and yer not, yer just a bit… angry."

"Well that's not my fault!" Brantley protested.

Jade nodded, "No, not your fault, I mean, after all we're both in a really stressful position, expected to train really hard, every day. We're two teenage girls, that they expect to be able to take down big groups of fully grown men, with our bare hands!"

Brantley piped in, "Exactly! And these people who expect us to do that, are mostly men! And they make it obvious that they can take us down, every day!"

Jade paused, "Ah have no idea what kind of training Hawkeye puts ya through… and Ah'm not sure Ah wanna know."

"He expects me to take down nine S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, then take him on in a one on one, every day!" Brantley complained. "And that's just the warm up!"

Jade cringed, "Oh… Do you ever-"

"No! I always manage to take out the other agents, but him, it's like trying to catch water!" Brantley complained. "And on top of that, every guy here is completely sexist!"

"Exactly!" Jade agreed, "Ah have to smack Jackson everyday for something he's said about women!"

"And Tyson is no different!" Brantley said.

"W-What do ya mean?" Jade asked, this information being new to her.

"The other day he asked me why I don't wear the standard S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform." Brantley asked.

"No!" Jade said, "Tyson said that?"

"Yes." Brantley said firmly.

"There's nothing wrong with yer uniform." Jade encouraged.

Brantley nodded, gesturing down to her clothes, normal blue jeans and a black muscle shirt. "Exactly. Which is why I punched him in the mouth."

"Did you get it on video, cause Ah wanna watch it!"

"It was caught by a security camera." Brantley offered.

"Ah'm so getting Jackson to hack it for me." Jade said, glaring at the though of Tyson saying something like that.

Tyson entered the room, carrying to coffee mugs, "Hey girls, got you some coffee."

"Why!?" Brantley snapped as Tyson set the cups down. "You think we can't stay up by ourselves?"

Tyson raised an eyebrow, "No, I just-"

"Ya know, Ah've gone hog huntin' since Ah was nine, I've had to stay up for three nights straight, with no caffeine in sight." Jade said, glaring at Tyson.

Tyson took a step back, "I'm not saying that you can't, I just wanted to help."

"Oh yes, cause we so need help from you, cause we're just girls right?" Brantley growled.

Tyson opened his mouth to say something, but Jade stopped him, "Ya know, in lion packs, the girls do all the huntin."

"Yeah." Brantley seconded, "And all the guys do is sit around on their asses all day."

"And eat the cubs when they get cranky." Jade snapped.

Tyson swallowed a little, "Alright, before I go run for my life, do you girls need anything-"

"WHY WOULD WE NEED ANYTHING FROM YOU!?"

Tyson made a mad sprint out of the room, "I'm sorry!"

After he left, Jade turned to Brantley, "Uh, Ah feel a little bad, should we apologize to him?"

"Nah, I don't think so." Brantley waved off, "Just give me anything you can from his file, and I'll go over this map of the facility they think he's in."

"Alright, Ah'll do what Ah can."