"You want me to do what!" Iron Man exclaimed.

"I want you to take in a group of children," the director of shield replied calmly. "You WILL take them in, because they cannot be investigated by DHS again."

"Why was DHS looking for them in the first place?" Iron man asked, a bit calmer than before.

"The eldest two of the group are physically eighteen, but the girl only looks 16, and it looks suspicious for eight children, only one of which looks eighteen, to be living with no parent supervision."

"Then why not put them up for adoption? With NORMAL people?"

"They aren't NORMAL children, Iron Man; they were genetically modified at a young age, and are much older than they appear. They have aided the American government many times in its history, and we cannot afford to lose them." Nick Fury, the one-eyed director of shield, glared at the billionaire. "You will do this Tony, those kids aren't going to cause you any trouble, if anything they could make life easier for you and your Avengers, they have a lot of experience."

"Fury, they're KIDS for God sake! How much experience could they have?"

"Tony, I already told you, they are not as young as they physically appear. Don't underestimate what they are capable of. Now, let's go meet them, shall we?" Nick Fury led the way out of the conference room and down to one of the many SHIELD training rooms. Tony followed apprehensively, suspecting a very mediocre demonstration of power by a group of bratty kids.

On the observation deck, Fury activated the numerous monitors around the room, and flipped a switch that altered the window sized computer monitor on the largest wall so that it was translucent and looked in on the room in which eight children of various ages were training.

The youngest looking children, two little girls no older than 8, were in a section of an obstacle course. Curiously, they were not trying to get through the section to reach the finish line. Instead, they were constantly dodging the swinging pendulums, random objects that appeared out of the floor, and frequent light beams. Tony was riveted to the scene, and had to force himself not to stare openmouthed at the pair as they twisted, turned, flipped, and practically danced their way through every obstacle that appeared. Fury glanced at Tony's expression, and held back a slight smile, "Those are the twins, the youngest ones anyway. They are able to see glimpses of the future, which is why they are currently focusing on that particular section of the obstacle course."

"How old are they exactly?" Tony asked, awe just barely hidden beneath his normally cool businessman exterior.

"The girls are, as far as we can tell anyway, seven years old. The one with the purple ribbon in her hair is Lila, Lily is wearing the white ribbon."

Tony wondered why Fury had added, 'as far as we know' to his explanation of the girls age. He wanted to ask, but Fury was already focusing the cameras on a different corner of the training room. The window-like computer screen zoomed in on an area that was set up like an arena half the size of a football field. Four children were in the arena, and it appeared as if they were acting in groups of two in order to reach some goal. Tony was about to ask what they were doing when Fury answered his unspoken question,

"The point of the exercise is to land three terminal hits on both members of the opposite team. The pair wearing green is Gadget and Raya; the other two are Warp and Gizmo. Gadget and Gizmo are the younger looking ones, and are the other set of twins. They are both Techno-paths, and their IQs are off the charts; and before you ask, they're physically 12. Raya is 15; she has the ability to manipulate light and water and she has the ability to heal others. Warp is also 15, he is a speedster, when he wants to be, but he also has the ability to create portals through time and space." Fury paused for a moment, allowing Tony to take in the scene as the pairs dueled.

It was clear that all four were skilled in combat, even though Tony only saw their powers being used once or twice, which surprised him so much that he commented on it to Fury. "Why don't they use their powers? It is a rule or something?"

"Hardly," Fury scoffed, "They prefer to fight without their powers most of the time. They say it makes them work harder, and that it makes it more difficult for them to be caught unaware."

Tony raised an eyebrow in surprise; it was quickly becoming obvious that Fury was not lying when he said that these kids were at the very least, wiser than the average kid, if not older than they looked.

Fury refocused the cameras one last time, zooming in on a pair of teenagers sparing in a miniature arena. The floor of the arena appeared to be sand, except for a red circle the size of a basketball hoop directly in the middle that had a digital clock counting the seconds. Tony wondered about this, but knew that either Fury would tell him or something would happen to make its purpose apparent. A moment later the circle changed color, shifting into a bright green. Less than a second later, the dueling pair leapt away from each other. One of them, a girl dressed in a green training suit, appeared to be dancing. At first, nothing seemed to come of it, but then the vines began to appear, shooting up out of the sand and towards her opponent; who, while she had been calling to the vines, had spread his wings (yes WINGS), strapped on a pair of what appeared to be wristbands, and shot up into the air. The vines climbed after him, and Tony wondered how far they could grow before reaching their limit. Sooner than he thought, the vines slowed their growth, and he looked back to the arena to find that the girl was now racing up the vines to reach her opponent, who at the moment was still dodging her vines. She climbed to a point directly behind her opponent, and Tony thought he would surely lose now; but when she leapt from her vine he dodged effortlessly out of her way almost as if he had touched her mind. Undaunted, the girl used her momentum to perform a graceful somersault in midair and landed lightly on one of the many ivy leaves. Tony glanced back down at the clock in the center of the arena, it was still green; though the moment it hit the one minute marker it changed back to red. The pair quickly returned to the ground, the girl racing down her vines and the boy diving headfirst to the ground, pulling up 6 feet above the arena before tucking in his wings again. The vines twisted back into the earth the moment the girl touched the earth, and without pausing to take a breath the pair began to circle one another once more. The pair used combinations of various fighting styles, and they flowed effortlessly through the different stances. Never once was either combatant hit by their opponent, for they always seemed to know exactly where the next blow would land. Curiously, the 'battle' looked more like a choreographed dance than anything else. The clock in the center of the arena flashed, 10 seconds remaining. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, END. The clock flashed blue, and two teens stepped away from each other and bowed.

Fury glanced at Iron Man, who was still staring intently at the impressive pair. "The girl is called Rose, she may look younger, but she is physically 18. The boy is Eagle, for obvious reasons, and is also 18." He turned and walked towards Tony, "So, I'm assuming that the look of astonishment on your face means you won't mind having them stay with you?" He said, stating it more as a fact rather than as a question.

"I never had a choice anyway," Tony answered with a glare, "But I can see that at the very least they can handle themselves well. When are they moving in?"

"Oh, they are probably ready to go right now, seeing as how the Tiny Twins told them this morning."

Tony gave him a look, "The Tiny Twins?"

Fury rolled his eyes, "Yeah, Lily and Lila. It's the easiest way to distinguish between Gadget and Gizmo vs. Lily and Lila."

Tony sighed; this was going to be interesting.

Now, for the readers out there (if you exist), this is merely a drabble that I couldn't resist writing. It features eight of my favorite OCs that I use in my original stories, as well as the fanfiction pieces that are currently undergoing some work. I would love reviews, but please don't focus too much on the Iron Man/SHIELD aspect. I haven't watched/read anything with Iron Man in it for a while, so I am not as familiar with the quirks. I did try to capture the characters as much as possible, but feel free to give me a few pointers. I also realize that the ending is abrupt, but I never meant for this to be anything more than a One-shot. If someone out there wants me to go on, they are going to need to give me some plot ideas!

PS: I fixed a few of the minor things that I noticed. Let me know if you see something else.

Reviews Please! (:

-Enchanting Elf