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The man had crumpled to the floor in heap. For a second, nothing happened. Everyone just waited so that they could comprehend exactly what had just happened. Silence echoed through the room as though it were freezing everyone in place. Then, all of a sudden, time resumed once more.
"What the hell just happened there?" Fury cried out. "Hill, I want CCTV back up and running ASAP. Find out who those men were now." He ordered one of the women who had been fighting in the battle. Everyone jumped to attention and started to get this place back together. Some agents removed the bodies of those who had fallen while others straightened computers and keyboards.
Natasha held out her hand to Isabella, who took it and whispered, "Thanks" quietly as she got to her feet. Clint stealthily came over in a way that only a person who called themselves 'Hawkeye' could do – by jumping over just about every desk he could find. When they were all together, Fury quickly beckoned the three of them into a small office to the side of the room.
He sat down in a tall black office chair behind a desk that was littered with all sorts of various papers. After gesturing for his three followers to take a seat, he began.
"Right." He said in his 'I'm the boss' type voice. "We need to find out who was behind that attack. It was a bit too close for comfort. As soon as the computers are back online and we have some information, I want you to hunt them down and find out more." He said this in a big rush to Natasha and Clint, leaving no room for arguments or complaints.
"Yes sir." Clint said back whilst Natasha just nodded.
"What about me?" Isabella asked Fury.
"You too." Fury said bluntly, "I believe from that fight back there, that you have the particular skill set that we look for in an agent. You showed courage, but most of all you saved my neck." The two older agents looked surprised, after all, it was not often that Fury said something sentimental. They glanced at each other with a frown upon each face.
"It's not often I trust someone straight away, but I do trust you." Fury continued. Isabella wasn't surprised at this statement. Most people it seemed did trust her, though she had no idea why.
"So, what I'm trying to say is, I'd like you to join SHIELD."
Shield, the place that had taken Isabella's sister away from her. She couldn't help but feel a little bitter at this, as though SHIELD were personally responsible, even though in reality, Nat would probably have left before long anyway. Isabella didn't quite know what to think, on one hand it would mean a job, a chance to wipe clean her ledger as it were, and work for good not to mention it would allow her to see her sister more. On the other hand, she might have to kill more people – was she really up to that?
Her brain turned and twisted itself into many different options and opinions – what did she want? Then, in amongst the chaos, she remembered the curse of adrenaline that had purged through her when she was fighting. She had been good there. I guess it was where she had always belonged. Turning to Fury, she gave a quick nod and said
"Yeah, I think I'd like that." As she finally made her decision.
"Welcome to Shield." Fury said, with a fleeting smile.
Isabella smiled at him, before once more turning to her sister, who was looking at her smugly. She was an agent! Just then a thought came into her mind: what about the SRP.
"I…" she stammered, "I used to be in the SRP department though" she said half-heartedly, as it was really the last thing that she wanted to say. Nevertheless, if they found out about it some other way… well… it was probably better that they knew it now in any case.
"And you point is…?" Fury asked,
"Well, I didn't always do the best things there," Isabella said, hoping that her sister would help her out,
"Neither did I and they still let me in." Natasha placated her fears, "Besides, the past is the past." Isabella paused for a moment before she realised… Oh my Goodness, She was an agent, she was going to do some good in the world… and she was with her sister. The thoughts exploded inside her like a volcano erupting. The smile on her face grew, if possible, even bigger – today was the day that she would finally sort her life out.
The same women who Fury had ordered before, Hill, came into the room clutching a wad of paper.
"We have a location." Hill said to Fury, brandishing the paper towards him. Fury reached out his hand and grabbed it, before studying it for a moment. He seemed to contemplate things before finally saying,
"Report tomorrow for your mission, 6 am" The three of them turned to leave. "Oh, and room 34 will do for Isabella, Natasha" he called after them. Isabella didn't have a clue what that meant, but obviously did for she nodded slightly, before they went off for the night.
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