Meeting Fury

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*6 years later*


"Name."

"Alkina Marta Smith."

"Age."

"28."

"Current relationship status."

"What is this, an interrogation?" She sighed and leaned back in her chair. "You've asked me these questions hundreds of times."

"Please answer the question."

"Why should I have to! I bet other people don't have to!" She stood up and walked around the room, as if to prove a point.

"Please answer the question." Repeated the voice from the speaker in the corner of the room. Kiki walked around, looking for a way out. She would make sure they wanted to keep her on side.

The room had no windows and no doors. She had no idea how she got in, but she knew there must have been some way. She walked over to the speaker, guessing there must be a camera there too. She grinned up at it, waved, and then ripped it down. Around her, the walls glitched and then disappeared, leaving her with an easy way out. Now she could see the door and get out. Hah, their illusions didn't work on her. Not anymore.

The lock on the door was easy enough to pick. They hadn't searched her thoroughly enough so she still had something to do it with. She strolled down the corridor leisurely, humming as she went. She rounded a corner and found an entire task force pointing their guns at her. She put her hands up and they knocked her out.

When she opened her eyes, Kiki was not in another interrogation room. She looked around at the office.

"Nice office." She said, rubbing her head and wincing. How strong did they knock her out?

"That," said Nick Fury, stepping into view, "was quite impressive. No one has ever figured it out quite so fast."

Kiki smiled. "Well, I am quite used to illusions. Why am I here?"

Fury walked around the desk and sat down, repositioning all the carefully arranged stationary. "You obviously have all the training needed, but you will have to train at the academy. All agents have to before they can go in the field. No exceptions."

Kiki blinked, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"You're in."

The journey seemed speeded up, like someone had pressed fast forward. Maybe with Shield she would be able to go home. Ever since she had returned 6 years ago, the house was under constant watch by Shield, so if she was a part of them, she could go there. Maybe.

The plane landed on an island in the Pacific. This was going to be a fun vacation for her. She stepped off the plane into the warm island sun, and breathed in the scent of the sea.

Some of the 'mentors' were walking towards her. She could see that they looked a little confused that there was a newbie halfway through the year, but they were going to welcome her. There were 3 in a row, and one behind them, that she couldn't see the face of. He move to the side of the other thing and-

They had to be kidding. One of the 'mentors' was ... drum roll please ... BUCKY BARNES.

He strode over to her, rage on his face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He shouted.

Wow. He was obviously still sore. 

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