Ok, as you all asked so nicely…

Dear old Dad…

"I'd like to thank you all for coming in so early." General Fury stood at one end of the briefing room table, "I'd like to formally introduce our newest recruit, Miss Faith Lehane, codename 'Slayer', who I think most of you have met."

The rest of the Ultimates field team looked at the brunet suspiciously, and several shuddered when she gave them a wolverine smile and stretched her arms.

"As you are all no-doubt aware by now, Faith is Tony's daughter, but I don't want that to be publicly known." Fury sat down, "Betty Ross is working on a false history that will pass all but the most stringent background checks."

"You're going to set up a fake history to cover my fake history?" Faith snickered, "You guys have way too much time on your hands…"

"Yes, well, the first thing we need to do is gage the level of your strength and skills." Fury turned to the rest of the team, "Do we have a volunteer for a sparing partner?"

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"General, I must protest." Captain America stood on one side of the practice mat, "Although I am aware that things have changed since the 40's, I'm still not comfortable with the idea of hitting a woman."

"Good god; thought this fuddy-duddy stuff I read about you was just public relations." Faith blinked, "Did I just say 'fuddy-duddy'? I've been hanging around Giles too much."

"It's just a training session Cap, not a real fight." Fury leaned against the wall, "$20 on Steve. Any takers?"

"Out of a desirer to foster better relations with my daughter, I'll take that bet." Stark nodded, "Anyone else?"

"$50 on Steve." Hawkeye pulled out his wallet, "If you're able to cover it…"

"Very funny." Stark smiled, then looked at the other team members, "Ladies?"

"I'll put $20 on your daughter." Natasha smiled smiled, "Something about her reminds me of a younger version of myself."

"I suppose that I'll have to put my money on Steve." Jan sounded condescending towards her boyfriend, "$20?"

"What a bunch of high-stakes gamblers we are." Fury turned back to the sparing mat, where Faith was standing with her arms crossed as Captain America refused to land the first blow.

"Look, will one of you start this?" Fury asked, "We do have other things to do today."

"I'm not going to hit a woman." Captain America shook his head.

Faiths first punch caught him completely unaware, knocking his head back sharply.

"Look, you can hit me as much as you like, I'm not going to fight you…"

Moving faster than anyone but the Black Widow could follow; Faith delivered a savage series of blows to Captain Americas face and torso, almost knocking him over with the shear speed of the attack.

"You're the guy I grew up reading about?" Faith shook her head as she dropped into a classic fighting stance, "You call yourself a man? I've met little girls with more fight in them than you!"

That seemed to do the trick, and Captain America went on the offensive with a series of jabs that would have knocked any normal human out. Faith dodged them with ease, grabbing one other extended arm and, turning into the blow, tossed her opponent over her shoulder.

"Come on Cap, you're letting the team down!" Hawkeye yelled, "You going to let this rookie embarrass you like that?"

"Yeah, come on Cap." Faith looked down at her opponent, "Stop trying to be such a gentleman, will you?"

Flipping back onto his feet with a grace that should be impossible for someone his size, Captain America span round into a basic fighting stance that mirrored Faiths. Using as much of his speed and strength as he dared, he started to use more complex moves, doing his best to find an opening in the Slayers defences.

Much to her surprise, Faith found herself on the defensive, concentrating more on blocking Captain America's attacks than delivering her own. The sudden change in pace invigorated her, starting the same rush that she got from fighting vampires and demons.

"So," She asked while jumping over a low kick, "is it true you defeated that Baron Blood guy?"

"How do you know about that?" Captain America used one hand to deflect a counterattack aimed at his head, "That was classified!"

"You have your resources, I have mine." Faith leaped into the air, somersaulting over her taller opponent and landing behind him, "Let's just say I'm in a similar line or work." Her elbow jammed into Captain America's back with enough force to knock him to the ground. With a savage battle cry, Faith pinned Captain America to the mat.

"I think that should do for now." Fury shook his head as he handed over his losses to Starke and Natasha, "Ok, hit the showers."

"I hope there are no hard feelings." Faith helped Captain America to his feet, "I haven't had a workout like that in a long time."

"I was still holding back a little." Captain America offered a hand, "Truce?"

"Truce." The Slayer shook the offered hand, "You know, it's a shame you're spoken for…"

TBC?

"'Tis better to drink than think: too much thinking does your head in…"
Taken from a Loughborough University student union t-shirt of my sisters.