𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑 - MCU

III. AVENGERS INITIATIVE #1

III. AVENGERS INITIATIVE #1
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The ride in the mysterious black car was silent, with Luna and Fury alone in the back and the two agents in the two front seats. Bopping her knee up and down, Luna stared out the darkened window as they sped through the New York streets. They were going toward the coast, she realized as her anxiety flared once more.

This was not how she expected her day to go. She had always known S.H.I.E.L.D. existed, her great-gran had been a founding member of the government institution. But it had always been so far removed, something she'd mention in the same breath as the C.I.A. or MI6. Now she sat next to the man who had taken over from gran, Peggy.

Luna worried about Amy, what the girl would think when Luna wouldn't be home for dinner. On her birthday, too. They were having pizza. She never skipped a pizza day. Am I ever getting home? she asked herself. Will I ever see Amy again? These men in suits came and hauled her off without warning. She hadn't done anything wrong... Well, she hadn't hurt anyone, anyway. That woman, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, came after her. She had it coming.

They drove over a harsh bump in the road, and Luna could hear the Lower Bay bustling with people. The roads were busy, men trying to yell across the screeching and honking of the street. The car headed into the harbor, the noise slowly dying down as the traffic dispersed. She could smell the water now, large freight ships and smaller commercial boats covering up most of the coast.

They drove further, until Luna thought they totally should've been over the water already, but as she looked through the window it seemed as if they were still on the road. The car stopped, and she followed Fury out onto the street. The air had cooled down considerably, the transparent-looking moon had begun to rise as the orange hues of the sky were transforming into pink and lilac.

Looking around, Luna realized that they had not stopped on some extension of the docks, but on a ship. A ship that stretched across the entire bay. It was massive and entirely flat, except for the protruding buildings and rooms, as well as aircrafts and vehicles parked all around. It was like a town, on the water. White guiding lines had been painted on the smooth asphalt, and as she looked around at the people who were at work, she figured this had to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. base. Luna rushed to the edge, clinging onto the iron railing, and watched as the sun slowly set behind the New York skyline.

"I know, right?" Fury said, the satisfied smirk on his face infuriating.

Luna breathed in deeply, seeing the mainland slowly get smaller while agents rushed across the deck. She narrowed her eyes at Fury and said, "Oh shut up, Blackbeard." She walked beside him as he led her towards the door. "Are you gonna tell me why you're holding me prisoner?"

Fury rolled his eye. "This would go a lot easier if you'd stop being dramatic."

"And my life would go a lot easier if you stopped wearing that pirate-matrix outfit and just let me get on my way. Guess we're both not getting what we want."

Fury didn't seem amused as they walked inside of wherever he had brought Luna. "It's called the helicarrier," he said and motioned around the corridor. "An advanced S.H.I.E.L.D. base perfect for operating on the move. In here," he led her through a door and into what seemed to be a conference room.

The walls were bare, one of them fully made of glass windows and looking out over the docks. At the end hung a TV, with in front of it a long, rectangular conference table. At it, a familiar redhead lounged in one of the chairs. Luna groaned and sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the table, letting her bag drop to the ground.

"Luna Carter, meet agent Romanoff," Fury said as he took a seat at the head, leaning his arms on the table.

"You broke my leg," Luna grumbled, crossing her arms impetuously.