Viper : Enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 36: Mistakes

Chapter 36: Mistakes

Five days of training, eating, Supernatural, and everything in between later. What do you guys think? Was that a good way to tell you it's been five days? I think it was good, but yeah five days... Making a total of seven days at Avengers Tower... A whole week... Yeah, that's all I'll say about that. But like I said it was spent training, with the Fantastic Four, Avengers, and Spider Man, spending more meals with everyone, and yes everyone, asking how days went, then watching more Supernatural with Steve. We're actually almost done with season two and Peter decided to watch with us too. It was really... nice. Okay, yes I actually enjoyed spending time with Steve and Peter watching one of my favorite shows and watching Steve freak out over the boys and Peter remembering everything, and Steve trying to explain things to Tony who just rolls his eyes and... Okay I'm gonna stop... Oh shut up! And wipe that stupid smirk off your face! Yeah, I'm talking to you reader! (Cause, ya know, screw 4th walls.) Oh, whoo, okay, I'm good. Sorry for my little outburst there.

"Hey Jade!"

"Hmm, oh hey Natasha." I say dropping the magazine I was "reading" on the counter. "What's up?"

"Well," Natasha says leaning across from me on the counter. "You clearly have the physical ability to be an agent and Clint was pretty impressed with your archery skills." Oh, yeah, Big Bird and I shot some arrows at stuff too. "But if you want to be a full agent you'll have to complete your file." Natasha finishes.

"Oh okay... What exactly goes in a file?" I ask.

"Physical qualities, skill level, psych evaluation, specific skills, and this is the part that I'm hesitant about, lifestyle."

"Lifestyle? I live with 7 superheroes, you tell me what kind of lifestyle that is." I say.

She smiles but continues to say, "No, it's more of how you grew up."

"Your past. SHIELD wants a background check, but because I'm so amazing at covering up my trail you need me to tell you about it." I say.

"Correct." Natasha says.

I sigh. "Natasha, no matter how much vomit comes to my mouth when saying this, we're sadly very similar. And that's not an insult to you, more of to myself... But that's not the point. You don't need to bullshit me, ever. And I won't ever bullshit you because I know you can handle it. Anywho, what's say we begin tearing into my past and digging through all the emotional toil with it?" I hop off the stool and say, "So where we doing this?"

"Okay, didn't think it'd be that easy. Why don't we head to my floor." Natasha says walking around the counter and to the elevator. Okay, here goes, hopefully I can actually do this. We enter the elevator and Natasha pushes the 85th floor button. As the lift clings, we stand in silence, so naturally I decide to break it.

"I can just type my own background, right?" She purses her lips and glances at me.

"As long as you're truthful. I can work on your skill asset and get Bruce started on your psych eval." The doors open and without Tony to hurriedly shut the doors, I can actually see the floor, that is if you could call it that. There's a dimly lit, shallow hall that has the right wall break out into another hall and the left wall has a lone, closed door. Natasha walks out and opens the door. I follow her, but look down the hall to see that separate training room Tony mentioned. After walking in her room and looking around at all the black furniture with red and white detailing. It's set up similarly to mine, but rather than the bed being in the middle of the all, it's closer to the far right wall, with windows that are as tall as the room next to it. All the curtains are pulled closed, so I stay in the doorway, but Natasha strides across the room, around her bed and launches the curtains away from her, releasing sunlight into the room. As she turns around, she pulls the neck of what I thought was just a decorative case, but die to her action, the room ignites in holograms and screens. I step into the room, closing the door behind me, but don't take my eyes off of the graphics floating around me.