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"Alright Avengers, meet your new best friend." Fury motions to the door of the conference room, he looked bored and like he wanted to be anywhere but standing in front of all the Avengers but the sooner he gets this done, the sooner he can get some pain meds for his headache, that seemed to start the second he stepped foot in the room.
The group of superheroes turn to the door waiting for their new recruit to come through trying to guess who, or what, they are. What their skills are, if they had powers.
What none of them were expecting was a Capuchin monkey to come running in, jumping onto the table and then onto Fury's shoulder. The scowl he directed to the team warning them not to make a joke could have killed someone.
Tony Stark had no self restraint.
"There is so much I want to say" the whole team were holding in chuckles "first, loving the pirate cosplay and second why is the new recruit a monkey?"
"Watch it, Stark. The monkey is not the recruit, it belongs to him." he then raises his voice "But if he doesn't get in here in the next three seconds the monkey will be mine!"
Then a young man walks, or rather struts in, with a smug grin that could match Tony's "Sorry sir, not my fault one of your minions tried to take my guns" he shrugged
"I told them to"
"Well that was dumb then," he rolled his eyes before looking at all the stunned and amused faces around him "and you lot must the Avengers?"
The team all nodded in confirmation "And you are?" Natasha says
"Captain Atlas Jones," he smiled, before placing his hooked hand on his chest and bowing dramatically "pleasure to make your acquaintance."
He then whistled as he noticed Tony about to touch the monkey that was still perched on Fury's shoulder. It's head turned to him and bounded across the room, the man put his flesh hand out for it to hold as he gently swang him onto his shoulder "And this is Jackie"
The monkey made a squeaking sound before copying Atlas's bow.
"May I ask why Mr Jones here is joining us?" Natasha raises an eyebrow
Before Fury can continue Atlas speaks up
"Just Atlas is fine love, but if you must use formalities, it's Captain Atlas"
"To answer your question Agent Romanoff, Atlas has been on SHIELD's radar for awhile now and after careful discussion, Hill and I decided that while he's a pain in the ass, we'd rather him with us rather than against us."
"So what can you do exactly?" Tony asks
"Well mate, I'm a fantastic shot, brilliant with any kind of pointy object, I have an undead monkey" he motions to Jackie who's been sitting on his shoulder staring at Steve without blinking "he's also pretty good with a gun."
The team still look unsure about the man before them but he pays it no mind "a handful of other things but they're pretty irrelevant." Atlas looks over the room before grinning widely "And a metric-fuck-ton of rum."
"Okay he can stay, welcome to the team Captain Atlas."
"You didn't have a choice if his on the team or not Stark" Fury rolled his eyes
"You said that Jackie is undead? What does that mean?" Steve frowns and tilts his head, Jackie copies him.
"Oh like this"
Atlas pulls one of his guns from his side, spins it in his hand and shoots the monkey making everyone in the room flinch. Jackie just hissed at Atlas before smacking him on the back of his head.
"Did you just shoot your monkey" Bruce who had been silently watching until now blurts out looking very confused and concerned
"Oh he's fine there's not even a mark, Jackie go show em'"
The monkey climbed down Atlas running across the room before climbing up Bruce who stretched out his arm as he did, his face contorting to fear as the monkey stands on his arm and spins showing that there was in fact, no mark.
"Fascinating" Bruce mumbled as he stroked Jackie's head.
"Well that's one word for em'." Atlas mumbles before sitting in the spare chair at the end of the table.
"So before SHEILD, who'd you work for?" Steve asked
"Who- who did I work for?" Altas looked completely baffled by the question "lad I don't work for anyone, people work for me. Honestly it's like you've never heard of a pirate before."
The Avengers looked around at each other having a silent conversation before Vision spoke up
"How did you lose your hand?"
Suddenly the slight awkward feeling in the room dispersed into tense silence. The pirates aura changed from jolly and cheerful to dark and stern.
"Never, ever, talk about the hook. Savvy?"
The team nod.
Altas slapped his flesh hand on the table "Great! Now I need a drink I'm much to sober right now"
"I'll show you the way!" Tony grinned, the two ignoring Fury calling out that the meeting wasn't done and to not get drunk.
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He Sells Seashells || The Avengers
Fanfiction"So what is it that you do exactly?" "Well mate, I'm a fantastic shot, brilliant with any form of pointy objects, I have an undead monkey, he's also pretty good with a gun. A handful of other things but they're pretty irrelevant. I'm also very good...
