Raven's POV
It was eleven o'clock at night when the knocking on my front door started.
Confused as to who would be wanting to see me let alone at eleven o'clock at night, I get up from my spot on the sofa and walk to the polished wood front door.
Cautiously, I open the door, ready to attack if needed.
When the door is open enough for me to see past it, I find a dark skinned man with a black eye patch and a black leather trench coat standing on my porch.
"Raven Roth?" He asks in a deep voice.
"That's me, how can I help you?" I ask.
"Director Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. may I come in?" He asks gruffly.
With a firm nod I open my door a bit widen and motion with my left arm for him to enter.
The director quickly walks into my home and I shut the door behind him.
"Do you want anything to drink? Water? Tea? Whiskey?" I offer.
"No thank you" he rejects, shaking his head slightly.
With a small nod I lead him to the living room and take my previous spot on the solid black leather sofa adoring the room.
"Please, sit" I say motioning to the chair's across from me.
Fury sits in one of the two armchairs and crossed one leg over the other.
"So, I'm assuming you're here to recruit me?" I ask tilting my head a bit.
The directors eyes furrow.
"How did you know that?" He asks.
"Well, with the power I have, it was only a matter of time before someone came knocking at my door. I'm actually surprised it took this long" I say, laughing softly.
"So?" He questions.
"If you asking if I accept, I do, but I have one question." I say.
"And that is?" He asks.
"Do I get a suit?"
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RAVEN || Bucky B.
FanfictionRaven is the daughter of Trigon and a mortal woman, and by far one of the most powerful beings out there. But she's scared, scared of her power and what she and it is capable of. When happens when director Nick Fury of S.H.E.I.L.D. shows up one da...
