The Rodgers Twins.

The Man at the Door

Me and my sister were always special, we were related to the super solder Captain America for starters (at least that's what we were told.) We had the perfect genetic code for the people of the Red Room to do (illegal) genetic enhancement experiments, In other words they tried to give us superpowers and not only did we survive it all, we showed no signs of "genetic enhancement." At least that's what they thought. After that disappointing failure which we paid dearly for through beatings although we had no say In whether our D.N.A took to the serum we were bought out by a branch of the Russian government, called the Atlas, they are assassins, bomb experts, and spy's. We got bought out by a spy in the U.S. called the Murdoch's. We were here so they could portray the average American family with out suspicion, so when a U.S. government agent shows up at our house, it causes lots of trouble.
"Raven, Colombia, this is agent Paul Coulson, he works for the government." Said Mrs. Murdoch, I looked up at my sister who had a smirk in her face, most likely caused by the forced "loving mother" smile on the woman across from us.
"Actually, its Phil Coulson," said the U.S agent, his voice was kind, I liked him immediately,
"Ladies," said Mr. Murdoch walking in from the kitchen, carrying out a tray of unnatural looking lemonade, he too had a fake smile painted on his face, his was worse than Mrs. Murdoch
"The man says that there is a program for high school students to train for the FBI while doing school at their facility, and you two have the grades and record perfect for you to apply."
Somethings up, but I can't tell what it is. Yes we both have really good grades, but we do not have perfect records, Raven is short tempered and likes to "cause her attackers to regret their decision" and I am paralyzed from the waist down so that would put a damper in being an FBI agent,
Mr. Murdoch was sitting down now and had just chugged an entire glass of lemonade drawing everyone's attention.
"Well, what do you think girls?" Said Mrs. Murdoch looking disdainfully at her husband "Get out of here? Where do I sign?" Said Raven, the glare sent our way by our "parents" said punishment
Realizing that their "children" were not giving the wanted response Mrs. Murdoch quickly said "we'll have to talk about it as a family"
Agent Coulson stood up "here's my card, if you decide to enroll your kids in our program," he gave one to Mr. Murdoch an without any one seeing he gave one to me.
After he left, we got our punishment, Raven for being the one to make the comment and me for being their. After punishment we were sent up to our rooms without dinner.
"Ugh!" Was the noise that came out of my sisters mouth as she flopped on the bed next to mine "you know, I did some research, and beating your kids with sticks is illegal! Ugh!" She turned on her stomach as I lifted myself onto my bed with a book, The Penderwicks, teen fiction is great and all, but when all I want to do is escape reality, this book is my turn to door.
"Rae, they are international spy's, they are not equipped with parental instinct's." I say. I am generally the voice of reason, but as with most others I am usually ignored.
"Whatever," she moaned, "And you know what else?" Here we go. I look to my book while my sister rants, every once in a while I would hear something, unjust, Loki is misunderstood, I just nod and say "mhm" I looked at my book and tried to focus on the words, but my mind kept going back to, Coulson, FBI, but mostly get out of here! To leave, to be treated like a human, to be needed. I looked over at my sister, and smiled at her still ranting arms flailing around.
"Rae," I said, she didn't hear.
"Rae," I said louder.
"Muh?" She looked over at me
"Let's go."
"What?"
"The FBI thing, let's go."
She considered this for a moment,
"Let's do it!"