Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers or anything that Marvel owns. Unfortunately. I love The Avengers and decided to start my own story. This chapter is more of an opening chapter so if you want to skip, feel free.

So without further ado, let us begin.

I woke with a start and sighed. I had a huge headache and it was probably too early for my liking. I looked at my clock.

4:12 am.

I smiled sadly, defeated seemingly. I decided I wasn't going to get anymore sleep so I dragged myself out of bed. Even through my headache, I set myself to work. I was detecting outcomes of how this day might go when I heard something downstairs. My first thought of the day.

Today is not going to be a good day.

I decided to grab my suit and put it on under my clothes. Better to be prepared. I put back on my normal clothes making sure they covered my suit and started to walk downstairs. I was on high alert. I walked into my kitchen to make my morning coffee when I could feel the presence behind me. I didn't turn around straight away. I was taught to analyze the enemy before attacking. Their strengths and weaknesses were a big part of that.

It was a man. Must've been about 6' 3", he beat my 5' 7" by a long shot. He was confident, probably had a weapon on him. He seemed almost amused by this situation, I briefly wondered if it was a certain blonde that I knew of. Then it clicked and I smirked. It was.

"Barton." I turned around to see Clint Barton.

"Aly." He replied and got off the counter he was sitting on. That stupid smirk of his was present, but there was something different about him. I was on guard once I noticed his eyes, but I didn't let it show. They were blue, but more of an unnatural blue.

I quirked an eyebrow. "I would've made you coffee, but well... I didn't know it was you." He began to get closer. I discreetly sat down as far away from his as I could and drank my coffee. "You should've rang."

"No phone." He sat down once again. "You should know that when you're on a mission you can't have a phone, Aly."

My eyes widened once I detected the lie. He wasn't on a mission or at least, not a mission issued by Fury. I could feel my heart begin to beat faster in anticipation of what was bound to happen.

"What about Tash ?" I finished my coffee and began to wash it in the sink. I was grateful that I left some knives in the sink.

"She and I got in a fight. She asked to go on a different mission." A beat. I grabbed a knife. The longer I was at the sink, the more anxious he got. My breathing quickened. I never thought I'd be in a fight, to the death, with Barton.

"You mean the mission that she was sent to find you ?" I asked. I spun around before he could answer and flung the knife at him, he easily dodged and began to take out a arrow. I ran towards him. He shot his arrow which I slid under. I kicked out my leg and tripped him over. We both immediately got up.

He swung at me which I easily caught and I ran up the wall to flip over his arm. I could hear a hiss coming from him. He tried to pull me away by my hair but I quickly brought his arm down and my knee up to hear an agonizing snap. I spun around and grabbed the knife off the wall to bury it in his thigh. He groaned and began to slouch. It was just for a second but that was all I needed.

I bolted for the back door and I could hear his sloppy steps trying to run after me but he instantly fell once he pulled out the knife I impaled in his thigh.

There were millions of questions moving around my head. All involving Clint Barton.

'Why did he do that ?'

'Was he under someone's control ?'

'How did he find me ?'

'Is he in trouble ?'

'Does S.H.I.E.L.D know ?'

Better than that question.

'Does Tash know ?'

I turned once I could hear what sounded like a ticking noise. Bomb. Shouldn't affect me though, I am a good few miles away. The bomb exploded and it shook the ground. I gasped when I nearly lost my balance. I was affected like it was only a couple of meters away. That's not good. Not good at all. Fury probably knows what Barton set off, but I don't.

"Oh Barton," I said to myself, shaking my head. "What have you gotten yourself into this time ?"

I began running again until I saw the village that was just past the forest I lived in. Surely S.H.I.E.L.D was close to finding me, if Barton could find me. I'd even seen a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, who by the way needed to learn how to hide, in the village below. I scanned the area but nothing was out of the blue, from what I could see. I began walking to the village to see what exactly I could see.

Once I was there I began to look around. Nothing out of the ordinary until I saw a sewer entrance. I hid in the shadows once I heard voices come from the sewers. Two men emerged. They were members, I could tell. I trained them when they joined. Apparently, they need to be trained again. They didn't even check to see if other people were there before they opened the hatch.

I snuck up behind them and listened to their conversation. They just came out for a smoke. I narrowed my eyes. Fury has a lot of explaining to do.

"So Henri, know why Fury's up everybody's ass ?" One guy asked.

Henri scoffed. "As if, Patrick. I hear it has something to do with Barton and... Wasn't there some guy named Selvieg that worked on the Tesseract ?" While they were talking I decided to take off my clothes. My suit would be easier to navigate in.

"Oh yeah, wasn't that from that guy... What's he called ? Well, he's Thor's brother."

"Loki ? Was that him who infultrated the base ?"

Patrick chuckled. "Yeah Henri. Do you even listen to the debriefing ?"

"Sometimes..." Henri chuckled too. They both took another drag and I decided it was time for my presence to be known.

"Well, maybe you should start listening or else you'll have me to answer to." I declared.

They both gasped. Patrick was trying to get out his gun but couldn't, it was stuck. However, Henri was ready and pointed the gun at my face. I grabbed his hand and had him throw the gun in the air. I quickly grabbed it and punched him with it. One down, one to go. I turned around and began to disassemble the gun. It was just pieces once I was in front of Patrick. He tried to punch me I caught it and punched him in the face instead. I then jumped into a roundhouse kick and he fell to the ground.

I smiled to myself. At least I didn't lose my touch. I turned to the both of them, sour look upon my face. The same can't be said for them.

To say I was pissed would've been an understatement, but for right now, I shouldn't be the one you should be careful of. I was upset that Clint changed sides and that Fury doesn't train his men better, but not nearly as upset as a certain Russian would be.

No, the person you should look out for is Natasha Romanoff.

I slid to the bottom of the ladder and assessed the situation. There were 3 hallways. One of which had some quinjets, that much I knew for now. I strained my ears to hear something. Talking, phones ringing, running, even a bit of laughing. I sighed in relief at the sounds. Home. I thought. I could hear what sounded like a helicopter coming in and decided to go in that direction.

I snuck down the corridor and into a large docking area. This sewer lead right into a waterfall. Clever. There was a man, he was more important than the rest. He had some badges on his shirt. I assumed this was a higher agent that Fury had a bit more trust in.

I hid in the shadows once again as I heard an Agent come this way. His steps were frantic. I assumed he was to report to the 'Higher Agent' about a situation. It was probably my house being blown up by, what I can assume, was the Tesseract that the Agents outside talked about. I briefly wondered if it was about the two bodies that I hid outside but they weren't dead. He also didn't come from the ladder.

He came out of the corridor and stood in front of the 'Higher Agent.'

"Agent Sitwell, report." The 'Higher Agent' declared.

"There was an explosion at 0417 hours. The power source we detected was from the Tesseract. We believe it to be Loki's and Agent Barton's work. It originated from a house in the forest. The house was owned by Agent Alyssa Ivanov, we have reasons to believe that she is not dead and we must alert Director Fury immediately. We would need her abilities and she is also a former S.H.I.E.L.D with more information about S.H.I.E.L.D than Barton would ever know, sir."

He nodded in agreement. "Go in a quinjet and alert Director Fury immediately. Fury has been asking for more agents on the helicarrier. I will send a message to him in the meantime." Agent Sitwell nodded and walked towards a quinjet. 'Higher Agent' walked off and I snuck into the quinjet. Thankfully, Agent Sitwell didn't notice me.

So, there's a God in New Mexico that have this thing called a Tesseract that must be extremely powerful and now, this God's brother is attacking Earth, manipulating Agent Barton and, possibly, some man name Selvieg.

Director Nick Fury has a lot of explaining to do.

"Director Fury." Natasha Romanoff called out.

Fury around to face one of his top agents. "Romanoff."

"There has been an attack."

"Where ?"

"Newark. There was an explosion. It was from the Tesseract." She put her arms behind her back. "There has been an agent on his way here to provide help with the situation."

"Was Barton there ?" There was an edge in his voice. His other best agent was being used like a puppet. The puppetmaster wasn't exactly having tea with him either. He was on edge since then. Anyone could be against him.

"Yes." There was something in her voice, but Fury couldn't figure out what it was. Not that he cared. Don't ask, don't tell. "It was a house he blew up."

A person in the public finding out about S.H.I.E.L.D was the last thing he wanted. "Give them money to repair their house. I want to meet them in person, make sure that they won't say anything about S.H.I.E.L.D or Barton. I want people down in that house too make sure the the pers-"

"Sir." She interupted. Fury's eyes narrowed. That never happened. Agent Romanoff doesn't interupt. "It was Agent Alyssa Ivanov's house." Fury felt his eyes widen without his consent. Agent Ivanov. She was his star agent. Key word: Was.

"Is there a body ?" He immediately asked.

"No. She was trained to anticipate such things. I'm sure she's ok, but Barton-"

"Barton is fine, Agent Romanoff. She cares about Barton just as much as you do." He declared. Romanoff didn't look convinced. "When will the Agent be here ?"

"He should be arriving soon."

"Actually, he already arrived. In fact, he arrived ten minutes ago." A voice called out to them. Fury made it out to be a woman's voice, but it wasn't Hill's nor was it Romanoff's. Only one other person that could hack into his office without him knowing. Alyssa Ivanov. "Fury, I thought you trained your agent better than this."