Opening the blinds, I continue dancing around my apartment. Humming along to the radio as it plays from my speakers. Today is Friday, and as Fury predicted STRIKE team contacted me, about an upcoming mission this afternoon, much earlier than predicted. Seems Pirates have hijacked a SHIELD ship... shocker. One thing I didn't expect or know of, was the fact that the pirates have taken hostages.
Fury would have told me this is he knew? Or if it was serious.... right?
Hearing a portal open, and my music turning down I sigh, "please don't turn down my music" I say throwing my hair up in a lazy up do. "You have been avoiding me" The ancient one says, I don't bother turning around and continue walking around my apartment. "Yeah get in line" "I don't appreciate being ignored" She continues I finally turned to her, arms crossed "Well I don't appreciate having to watch someone die, because the fate of reality depended on it" I say. She looks down, "It had to be done, you should be thankful it worked, given his special ...circumstances" She trails off, I scoff. "I get that you are disappointed I didn't do it bu-" "not those circumstances, but what I came here to discuss is the reality stone" She says moving on, ignoring her cryptic wording I walk past her and pick up my phone checking the time
"No need, I worked out all I need to know, but if you want an in depth recount here" I say twisting to the bench next to me and handing her a file, of my hand written notes. "Feel free to add anything, and get back to me at a later date but ..." checking the time again "I am running late, so I assume you are able to see yourself out?" She stares at me unimpressed, I smile nodding "Thought so, see you later" I call grabbing my bag, phone, keys and walking out the door. And start making my way to the Triskelion.
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Arriving at the Triskelion, I sit and my car and wait, until a knock sounds on my window. "You really make me... come out of my office and meet you at your car" Fury says leaning down into my window. I grin "Well I can't be seen inside, still suspended and if what we suspect is true its best if we keep that assumption" I say, cautiously looking around. He chuckles "Is this the same person, who I caught lounging around in sweats and a bird nest on top of their head?" He asks, I smirk. "Romanoff and Barton here?" he shakes his head "Romanoff, gone to pick up Rogers and Barton has gone on leave for a month" I chuckle "Perfect timing" he nods, hearing something from his earpiece he stands back up, stiff and poised "STRIKE team are assembling on the runway, head there before anyone else sees you" Fury says walking off. I nod driving toward the runway, pulling up near the Quinjet, I get out of the car, and walk onboard claiming a locker I lock up all my unnecessary items as I already changed into my suit before arriving.
"Look who it is... the budget sister. Y/n Hill" A STRIKE team member says, shutting my locker I turn to the man and smile. "hello to you too" I say sweetly, walking down to the front of the jet, before the cockpit. I see Brock Rumlow, who sees me and smirks, "Agent Hill, glad you could join us" I squint looking around the other team members. "Well, Grant Ward wouldn't leave me alone until I accepted, speaking of where is he?" I ask. Rumlow smiles "On a different mission, last minute assignment" He says, I look at him unimpressed, "When is take off?" I ask. "When your buddies Romanoff and Rogers get here, and from what I hear they don't know you're apart of the mission. Correct?" I nod. "Which is why, you aren't going to say anything until, I do" I say walking away and taking a seat at the back.
Hearing commotion, I look over my shoulder and see Nat and Steve arriving, seeing them makes me smile, especially seeing Nat. I just hope whatever is going down, there are not apart of it. un clipping the STRIKE team helmet, next to me I clip it on and follow everyone as they gather around the mission briefing Rumlow is giving, standing at the back I observe Steves, new stealth suit and matching paint job on his shield, its actually impressive.
"Alright team, we have a simple extraction, for us tonight. Target is a mobile satellite launch platform, the Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them, 93 minutes ago" Rumlow explains, using a visual hologram to display the information. Having already read them I just look out the window as we fly above the Indian Ocean.
"Any demands?" Steve asks, drawing my attention. Rumlow glances at me before looking at Steve "Billion and a half". My eyes widen, Steve feeling the same questions "Why so steep?"
"Because it's SHIELDS" Rumlow responds, as if obvious. Steve annoyed turns to Nat, "So it's not off-course. It's trespassing" Nat ignoring his shift in tone, "I'm sure they have a good reason" She says. The said reason being because Fury doesn't trust said organisation and wants me to gather intel on how this mission proceeds and wants you to download SHIELD intel, yes Nat very good reason. I roll my eyes at myself. "You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor" Steve continues still not impressed, I feel bad for Steve; having to get mixed up in all of this again, and I know this won't help with him cooperating with Fury not that I blame him sometimes.
"Relax. It's not that complicated" Nat continues monotonously, almost making me chuckle with how little she is concerned with Steve. Another agent looks at me confused, to which I glare forcing them to turn back around.
"How many pirates?" Steve asks, getting back to business. Rumlow brings up a picture of a guy. "25, Top mercs led by this guy. Georges Batroc. Ex-DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilised him, he had 36 kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties" Rumlow says. I look at the man in question, why would Fury hire such a high level threat? I ponder, the revelation of our threat making the air tense. "Hostages?" Steve asks, tone stern and stiff.
"Mostly techs. One officer. Jasper Sitwell. They're in the galley" Unable to help myself I chuckle quietly, of course Sitwell is one of the hostages. Whilst I have known Sitwell through SHIELD, he had become close friends with Coulson, before he passed and from him. I began to grow tense around the always lurking agent Sitwell. Don't know how to explain it, he just simply gives me the creeps.
After realising my slip up I duck my head, so Nat can't find me, though I already know she knows I am here. Steve looking down, as if also not surprised "What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship?" he asks, not waiting for answer before turning to everyone. "All right, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc. Nat, you kill the engines and wait for instructions, Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to the life-pods, get them out. Let's move" He says lastly. Honestly kind of surprised, Brock Rumlow, a control freak allowed Steve to take over. Smirking I turn my attention to Brock, since I am technically meant to be listening to him. "S.T.R.I.K.E., you heard the Cap. Gear up" Rumlow says, annoyed
Walking away from STRIKE team, and certainly way from Nat and Steve. I walk back to my locker and gear up, strapping a parachute to my back, ensuring my comms were on the right server, etc. "Are you ready?" Rumlow asks walking up to me, I look at him and smile. "Just about-"
"..to Busy" I hear Steve call before jumping out of the Jet, and falling down onto the ship. I look to Rumlow, as he was also watching, he laughs lightly as another agent come up to us. "Was he wearing a parachute?" he asks. "No, no he was not" Rumlow answers laughing lightly at the dramatics. I look over to Nat as she rolls her eyes playfully at Steves antics.
Following suit one by one, we all start jumping only with the aid of a parachute we descend slowly toward the Lemurian Star.
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