dec 29 2007
Nakia had officially joined S.H.I.E.L.D. as an agent. She had worked her ass off and in a month she was a Level Seven agent.
A lot of agents were skeptical of letting a seven-year-old girl join a secret agency and even more skeptical that she was able to get where she was so quickly.
Quite frankly she didn't give a damn. All she was happy about was that she was able to convince Ross to let her stay with her friends.
Currently, she had ten completed missions under her belt. Not so bad for a rookie Fury told her.
Now she, Natasha, and Clint were traveling to Afghanistan to rescue a captured agent and his family. It was a simple in-and-out mission.
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Nakia was running.
No one knew who exactly tipped them off but they were under siege. The family had been extracted but Natasha, Nakia, and the agent's young daughter were pinned under gunfire.
The ship was nowhere to be found.
Nakia stood up using some of her powers to block the bullets speeding towards them. She was repealing the bullets as best as she could, shielding the redhead and the child.
Eventually, the bullets slowed and Nakia let her guard down. She points to the visible ship as a bomb goes off.
She felt her body fly and land with a thud. Everything went hazy after that. She heard faint screams and then silence.
When she woke up she was surrounded. There were people with guns and she couldn't see Natasha or the child anywhere.
It was a dark rocky surface. Nakia inched herself closer to the wall as someone stepped closer.
"Who are you?"
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