American Born

Prologue

Prologue
"Oh.. Scoot, my baby girl... my creation." "Daddy... What did you do to me?"

Cast
Lana Parrila as Scottie "Scoot" Quinn / Jester
Scarlett Johansson as Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow
Jeremy Renner as Clint Barton / Hawkeye
Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury
Cobie Smulders as Maria Hill
Jason Statham as Creek Quinn

Cameo Roles
Chris Evans as Steve Rogers / Captain America
Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier

Song : Poker Face - Lady Gaga
Year 2003
Scottie Quinn woke up in a cold sweat, she had forgotten where she was. It looked to be some kind of facility... Soon a tall brunette walked in, "Hey, kid, you alright?" He said. "Where am I?" Scottie asked, "Who are you?" "I'm Clint, Clint Barton. You're in a SHIELD facility. You've been asleep for two days since we found you." He says. "Two days, really? That's a long time." Scottie replies. "Yea, Fury was worried you wouldn't wake up." Clint, chuckles.

"Who's Fury?" A tall bald man walks through the door, "That would be me." Nick Fury had just stepped into the room. "Okay.. I see." Scottie replies, "Welcome to SHIELD, Scottie. You're about to have a lot of fun." Fury says, signaling them both to follow him out the room. "I see you've met Agent Barton already. We're going to see your mentor, Scottie. She's fierce and has only been here for 3 years. She's still getting used to the place so... just, don't get on her nerves." Fury says, walking Clint and Scottie to a training room. There stood a medium sized red-head. "This is Agent Natasha Romanoff." Fury introduces... Natasha turns around all suited up... she takes a look at Scottie, almost as if she's scanning for weaknesses. "This is her?" She asks, still eyeing Scottie. "Yes, be nice to her. She just woke up." Clint replied. "Wait... I'm still confused. Why am I here?" Scottie asks, "Scottie, you have a power called Omnipotence... you also have Omniscient powers. So basically..." Fury says, stopping before he could finish, "I know, I'm a monster." Scottie finishes his sentence. "No, Scottie, you are a God. You're an all powerful being who should not even exist. But, we found out you were not born with these powers, Scottie, you were experimented on when you were 6 years old, you continued to be experimented on for 6 more years."
"Yes, I know. My Father experimented on me, I know." She says... "You knew?! And you didn't do anything about it?" He asks her, "I was young... I didn't know what to do. But that still does not explain why I am here." "You're here to become an Agent." Natasha answers her long awaited question. Scottie starts laughing, "Wait... I'm sorry, you want me to do what? Oh you must be absolutely insane. What makes you think I will even do what you ask?" Fury sighs... "You were passed out for two days... wanna know the reason why? Because a building exploded and you saved everyone inside of it... using your powers." Scottie laughs again, "Fine, I'll go on with your charade for a little. But... I know who SHIELD is... and trust me... you're not gonna like what happens in the future."

"Get training... Soon we're going to be doing hardcore tests." Fury says, leaving Scottie, Clint, and Natasha alone together.
"Let's work on your combat first. I'll teach you a few things." Natasha says... getting into a fighting stance. "Okay." Scottie replies, stretching her arms. Scottie steps in front of Natasha.

Scottie took a deep breath, her nerves still evident but her resolve clear. The match began with Natasha circling Scottie, each step light and deliberate, her movements like a dancer's. Scottie, however, was more hesitant, her movements stiff and unsure as she tried to keep up.

Natasha's gaze never wavered from Scottie. With a swift jab, she tapped Scottie's side gently. "Keep your guard up. Don't let your hands drop," she instructed, her tone a blend of patience and encouragement. Natasha stepped back, her fluid movements inviting Scottie to advance. Scottie shuffled forward, her footwork awkward and uneven. Natasha demonstrated a side step, her movements smooth and effortless. She returned to her stance, a picture of grace.
Natasha continued to demonstrate basic techniques-jab, cross, and block-each move executed with precision. Scottie followed along, her confidence growing with each attempt. Natasha's guidance was unwavering, her patience evident in every correction and encouragement.

Clint watched as the two took punches from each other, "Okay! I think that's enough. Let's get something to eat from the cafeteria." He says. Scottie nodded and followed Clint. Natasha did the same.
"I could get used to this... training, tests, fighting bad guys. I could totally get used to it." Scottie says... following behind Clint. "That's good." Clint says... "So... how did you two join?" Scottie asks. "Fury hand picked me from a couple of guys." Clint answers, "And you?" Scottie says, starting to walk backwards and turns towards Natasha. "Clint was sent to kill me but ended up recruiting me later on." Natasha says, "I see. That's cool." Scottie says, turning back around.
The three walk into the cafeteria. The three all grab a tray and put food onto it.
They sit down, and there's an awkward silence.
Scottie just sat picking at her food, while the other two were actually eating, "So... you guys in relationships? No, wait... sorry I should start with something simple, what's your favorite colors?" Scottie asks... Clint laughs, "I'm not in a relationship, and my favorite color is purple." He replies.
Scottie laughs at his response then looks towards Natasha, "No." She says, coldly.
"Okay. Well, I had a boyfriend named Caroline... but he cheated on me and... yea." Scottie said,
"Don't worry, kid. You'll find someone better." Clint says, patting Scottie on the shoulder.

All of a sudden the alarms started blaring, 'SHIELD FACILITY UNDER ATTACK. ALL PERSONNEL REPORT TO CONTROL ROOM.' The PA system yelled the same things over and over.
"What's going on?" Scottie asks, getting up from her seat, "Scottie, I hope you have a suit." Clint says.. Scottie snapped and her clothes suddenly changed... "A literal suit... okay, good enough."
"Yea, a suit that can withstand anything." Scottie laughs.
The PA system went off one last time... 'FALSE ALARM. REPEAT, FALSE ALARM. THERE IS NO LONGER A THREAT. FALSE ALARM'
Scottie sighed... 'Scottie Quinn, please report to the control room.' Nick's voice was heard over the intercom.

"Me? Why?" She mumbles to herself... she walks out of the cafeteria and into the control room, "Fury, what is it?" She asks him... "You're gonna want to look at this."
Scottie walked up to the screen, "A DEAD MAN WALKING; CREEK QUINN SEEN IN MANHATTAN, NEW YORK." Scottie looked at the screen, almost devastated to see that her father was alive... 'What do you want me to do?" She asks Fury, still looking at the screen. "Kill him."