Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 3 - Nick Fury

Nat leads me into a large building in Washington D.C. and smiles at me as we approach a man in an eye patch. "Agent Romanoff....is this her?"

"Yes this is." She puts an arm around me and nods. "This is Y/N, my baby sister."

"Nick Fury." He holds his hand out to me.

I shake his hand and smile, "Nice to meet you."

"Mind if I talk to her alone?"

"Sure." Nat nods. I give her a worried look, "I'll be right here."

I follow Nick into his office and sit down across from him. He looks down at a file, "Y/N Romanoff...born 1990. Cycled through the Red Room...until recently." I nod. "Why are you here, Miss Romanoff?"

"Well...I didn't want to be controlled anymore. I don't want to be a killer. I want do good things...help people." I smile.

"Well your in the right place. I was told that you are better than your sister?"

"And who told you that?" I ask.

"Your sister." He sighs. "I'd love to take you in...but your only sixteen."

"Sir, I've trained since I was five years old....age doesn't matter to me. I can fight."

"Let's test it out." He stands up.

I follow him and Nat down a level and into a training room where a man was shooting arrows. "Who am I supposed to fight?" I ask.

"Me." Nat steps up.

"Natasha told me you were better...I want to see. If you beat her...I'll take you in."

"No hard feelings?" I ask Nat.

"Sure."

I smile, remembering this was the exact same thing we said to each other in the academy years ago.

I crack my neck as she holds her fits up, I stand still with a smirk as she runs to me. As she goes to punch me, I flip above her kick her back. She spins back around and punches me.

As she goes to punch me again, I grab onto her fist. She grunts and kicks my stomach, I stand still and stare at her as I twist her arm.  I grab her shoulders and flip behind her, yanking her to the ground with my arm locked around her neck.

She starts struggling to breath, digging her nails into my arm. "O-Okay!" She taps my arm.

I let her go and stand back up, smiling as she coughs. "What...the hell is your stomach made of?" She looks up at me

I pull up my shirt to show her my abs, "Steel."

"Wow....I'm impressed. I'm gonna need you to do some training...but welcome home Agent." Fury nods.

I started out the day by showing my skills in shooting, Nat introduced me around. But she was saving her close friend for last.

"He's gonna love you." Nat smiles. We walk back into the training room, the man shooting arrows earlier was still here. "Clint."

"Oh hey...is this her?" He smiles.

"This is my baby sister."

He instantly hugs me. "Hi..." I say awkwardly.

"I've heard some much about you, I'm Clint Barton."

"He's not usually like this, I promise." Nat laughs.

"It's nice to meet you." I nod.

"Nat and I we'll be helping you train." Clint nods.

"You guys promise Dreykov's dead?" I ask.

"He's dead....blew up an entire building." Clint nods.

"Jesus Christ." I shake my head. "Good...he's a monster." I turn towards the bundle of arrows. "Can I try?"

"Sure." I take his bow and load in an arrow. "It's okay if you mi-" he stops as I hit the center of the target. "Okay I'm really impressed." He points. "We are gonna get along just fine."

It felt nice having a place with actual friends...and I actually get to help people.