How you meet
You were a beginner at shield. Beginner of what you ask? Beginning to become an assassin and it wasn't going to well already. Nick fury has said he seen the 'qualities' that he was looking for to build shield back up to its former glory but you weren't sure you could do that by taking other people's lives.
"Hey." A voice said from the training room doorway and you turned to see a stunning and extremely sexy women in the doorway, looking like she could rule the world and maybe-
"Hi." You replied and grabbed a gun from the wall, awkwardly holding the thing in your grip and almost immediately the red haired women laughed.
"Newbie?" She asked you and a small laugh escaped your throat as she made her way towards you across the padded floor.
"How'd you know?" You asked her in curiosity and turned around full to see her standing only a few feet away from you. She was around the same height as you but you were currently in thick soled boots and she was wearing what looked like vans.
"I'd never forget a face like yours, sweetheart."
Your favourite thing about her
Her determination to get things she wanted, including you once in a while but almost always she got what she wanted. She was also comfortable with everything and normally used her determination to get what you wanted also.
You get frustrated
Your finger pressed down tightly on the trigger of your gun, doing all of the things that nick fury had told you to do. Breathe, legs shoulder width apart, exhale and shoot.
And for the sixth time today you missed the person painted on the wall in front of you. A frustrated scream made its way out of your throat and you placed your pistol on the bench infront of you.
"Hey, newbie." You heard a familiar voice say and you turned with your frustration still eminent in your expression and saw Natasha leaning against the doorway with a small grin to her features, "having trouble?"
"It won't work." You huffed like a small child and turned back to the shooting range and you got back into your original position but a pair of arms wrapped around your body and settled on the pistol you were holding.
"I find it easier like this." She adjusted your fingers so one was resting along the length of the gun and the other on the trigger, "so now you have control."
You could feel her breath ghosting across your cheek as she spoke every word and you found it hard to concentrate on the task you were trying to achieve.
"And now you pull the trigger."
Bang
A perfect hit directly in the centre of the target but you both didn't move from the position you had acquired. You only shuffled so you both were closer.
She finds you crying
"She's too small." A voice whispered and you tried to stand taller but there was only so much you could do.
"Too scrawny." Another exclaimed but you begged to differ, your frame was almost exactly like Natasha's but not as curvy or as tall.
"...can't handle a kill." A broad man sniggered but you just stood in the middle of the room with a blank face but every word hit you hard.
"Your dismissed."
You turned on your heel and walked from the room feeling absolutely gutted. Those people didn't even know you and yet they were deciding your future? It was stupid.

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