Emerging Crisis

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or Hasbro. I own Leon, Farrah, and Eve. All other OCs belong to their respective creators.

Chapter 4: Possibilities

Later, that evening, Leon and Farrah had gone out on their date. The red-eyed teen was dressed in a white buttoned down shirt, and light brown pants, while the white-haired teen was dressed in a skimpy skirt and high heels. She shot him a look with those green eyes of hers,

"So, where do you want to go on our first date, handsome?"

Leon pondered it over for a minute,

"Well, to be honest, you're the first girl to actually go on a date with me, and not stand me up because of my eye color."

Farrah was stunned,

"What? Girls stood you up? That's horrible!"

Leon just shrugged,

"I can understand why. I mean, red isn't a normal eye color you see on someone."
The white-haired teen stood in front and placed her arms on her hips, scowling,

"That doesn't mean you're not a good person, Leon. I mean, you're sweet, kind, and, you haven't once looked at my ass."

Leon blinked at that,

"Uh, it's not what you think…"

Farrah grinned,

"You're proving to be a gentleman. I like that."

She snaked her arms around his and sighed dreamily,

"Come on, let's go get a burger. I know a place."

Meanwhile…

A red-headed teen wearing a skin-tight black outfit, with what appeared to be wrist mounted gauntlets on her arms, was walking down a metallic hallway. Her name is Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow. Natasha had undergone an experiment similar to the one used to create Captain America. The process was somewhat successful and she nearly was on the same level as Captain America in terms of physical perfection, but also her body aged would age slower than most other people. Nick Fury found her after Natasha found out she was to be used by political separatists and fled. Fury decided to recruit her into SHIELD and became a trained markswoman. As an agent of SHIELD, she works with Fury to try and stop the people that want to harm her former homeland.

Natasha walked in and a man with brown hair and white temples, wearing an eye patch, was sitting, reviewing footage from the attack in San Diego by the Hellions. This man was Nick Fury, head of SHIELD. He was the number one cop in the United States.

The former Russian spy asked,

"You wished to see me, Colonel?"
Fury nodded,

"Take a seat, Nat."

As she took a seat, the head of SHIELD replayed the footage,

"This was taken earlier today."
Black Widow nodded,

"Yes, four of the Hellions came to San Diego. According to the reports, one person stopped them."
Fury nodded,

"Yeah. Kid's name is Leon Maxwell. Tough kid. Got a lot of spunk."

Natasha shrugged,

"He seemed to do well, but he failed to capture them because of an intense headache."

The red-head asked,

"Colonel, what does this have to do with me?"
Her Russian accent was normally pleasantly sweet to hear, but it was also harsh when she got angry.

Fury decided to get right to the point,

"I've got a project I've been working on for a while. While it's great to have Cap and his team of Avengers on the East Coast, sometimes, they can get strained."

The red-headed spy knew where this was going,

"So you want a second team of Avengers as reservists. Correct, Colonel?"
The eye-patch wearing commander of SHIELD smirked,

"Smart, kid. Yeah, a second team of Avengers would be on call to pick up where the first usually leaves off. A back up, if you will."

Natasha nodded,

"And, who would you have leading this team?"

Fury smiled,

"You, kid. You're the tactical commander of the West Coast Avengers."

Black Widow was surprised,

"Me, sir?"
Fury nodded,

"You got the job. I've been collecting dossiers on possible recruits weeks after the first Avengers were formed. I have one other member here that you're going to meet."

He pressed a button on his desk,

"Send her in, please."
Through the sliding doors, a blonde teen wearing a black one piece with a yellow streak across it and a black eye mask on, walked in. Her name is Carol Danvers, the heroine Miss Marvel. An Air Force brat, she was abducted on base one day by an alien race called the Kree. Eventually rescued, the Kree managed to endow her with super strength, flight, super speed, invulnerability, and energy projection. Carol walked in and saluted,

"Colonel, sir!"

Fury saluted back,

"At ease, Danvers."

Black Widow nodded,

"Interesting choice. Another powerhouse."

Fury nodded,

"She comes the closest to Leon's power, so, we'll let her conduct an interview with him and see how it goes."

Miss Marvel looked at the picture of Leon on the screen. She smiled happily,

"Wow. He's cute."

Fury looked at her,

"Don't get any ideas, Danvers. This is an order; conduct an interview with Leon and explain to him that a career on the West Coast Avengers is a prime opportunity."

Carol saluted,

"Yes, sir!"

"Dismissed!"

Danvers left, but, once out of ear-shot, she was squealing in delight.

Back to Leon and Farrah…

Farrah had recommended a small restaurant not too far from the lab. According to the white-haired teen, they served the best burgers in the city. As the two ordered, and sat down, the conversation shifted to Farrah's explanation on genetics.

"What I'm saying is that there are tons of possibilities how you got red eyes. Maybe it's unique genetic quirk."
Leon thought for a moment,

"All right, but what about my powers? I'm pretty sure that's not a unique genetic quirk."

Farrah shrugged,

"It could be. You never know."
She stood up,

"I have to use the little girls' room. Don't start without me, all right?"

She grinned and kissed him on the cheek, giggling. As soon as she was out of sight, Carol, in civilian clothes, walked into the restaurant. She noticed Leon sitting by himself at the table. Smiling to herself, Carol approached.

The blonde sat next to Leon,

"Hello, handsome."

Leon blinked,

"Uh, do I know you?"
The Air Force brat smiled,

"My name is Carol. What's yours?"
The red-eyed teen responded,

"Leon."
Carol pulled back some of her hair behind her ear and giggled,

"So, Leon. Alone?"
It was around this time that Farrah had just exited the bathroom and was coming back to the table. When she saw Carol simply sitting there, talking to her boyfriend, she had a nervous twitch in her eye. She stormed back to the table and glared,

"What are you doing to my boyfriend, Barbie?"
Leon groaned,

"This is bad."
Carol was surprised,

"Excuse me? Barbie? Where do you get off calling me that?

Farrah growled,

"Get lost."

Leon shook his head,

"Ladies, please. You don't want to make a scene here."
That would not have been difficult to do, considering how heated Farrah's temper could get.

Farrah managed to sit next to her 'boyfriend' and Carol sat across from them, but still kept her dreamy smile on Leon. The white-haired teen placed her head on his shoulder, but occasionally glared at the blonde intruder.

After a few minutes, Carol began explaining,

"I came to talk to you, Leon."

Farrah narrowed her eyes,

"About what?"

Carol sighed,

"There's no way you can get rid of her, is there?"
Leon smiled sheepishly,

"Technically, we're on a date."

The half-Kree teen shook her head, then began explaining,

"I was asked by my superior officer to talk to you about a recruitment opportunity."
The red-eyed powerhouse had not gotten any of his headaches so far, but was guarded about this nonetheless,

"This sounds very familiar to me. You're not affiliated with the Hellions, are you?"
Carol shook her head,

"Not at all. I work for SHIELD, and there's talk that a second Avengers team is going to be made here on the west coast. I wanted to find out if you're interested."

At that precise moment, Leon held his head. He was in pain as another one of his headaches emerged. The red-eyed teen moaned,

"No, not now."

Farrah and Carol both got concerned. The white-haired teen asked,

"Leon, are you all right?"

She then noticed her vision was being distorted and her speech was starting to slur. Farrah asked,

"What's…going…on?"
She too succumbed to unconsciousness.

Carol stood up and looked around,

"What's going on here?"

Suddenly, she got shocked from behind. The blonde teen was out.

Eve Willows, holding a taser, smirked evilly as she ordered,

"Boys, get them to the lab."

Next Chapter:

Fury and Black Widow interview new recruits for the West Coast Avengers, and Carol, Farrah, and Leon are at Eve Willow's mercy. What does she have in store for them? Find out next chapter.