Undercover Agent

1.2

ONCE again, Clint tackles his boss. Just in time, too, as the beam coming from the staff hits just behind where Fury had been standing, scorching a cabinet.

Kaylin grabs her gun from its holster on her leg and aims it at the foreigner. She creeps along the floor to her colleague and boss, inspecting them for injuries they don't have. Along with the other agents nearby, she forms a protective line.

The moment Clint is in hearing distance, she whispers to him, "Bad alien", which earns her a snort from the man.

Because Kaylin was so busy inspecting her boss, she didn't notice the 'alien' turning their attention to her. Not until Clint tackles her to avoid the beam aimed at her.

"Oof," she grunts when her back hits the concrete. "What the fuck?"

Crawling to get behind a cabinet, Clint helps her to sit up. "Sorry," he apologizes while looking around the corner to keep an eye on the danger. "We need to be careful."

The foreigner seems to have found his new hobby, as more and more beams are being shot around the room. Some hit nothing, but most hit at least a table or cabinet.

When agents and scientists start to be vaporized, the two agents decide to leave their safety. They nod at each other, and each take a different side to emerge from.

Kaylin hates field work, she hates using a gun, so she only holds it up in self-defense while she pushes down scientists left and right. She helps them to take cover and stay out of sight of the mad-man attacking them, while Clint joins the active fight at the front.

Slowly, Kaylin makes her way to the front, just behind her friend, and they circle around the foreigner with practiced ease. They may not have worked together often, but they do often train together.

Clint anticipates the foreigners next move and shoves Kaylin out of the way, shooting his gun with precision that does absolutely nothing in their favor. His hand is caught, and the 'alien' tilts their head as their eyes flick between Clint's and Kaylin's.

"You have heart," they tell Clint. They lift their staff and place the tip against the blond's chest, making Clint drop his arms and freeze up.

Kaylin watches in horror as some type of blue energy creeps over the staff and onto her colleague and friend. Clint's normally blueish gray eyes turn an icy blue, and his face seem to loose all expression. She gasps when he turn to her, but lets herself be pulled up nonetheless.

Being pulled to stand in front of the foreigner, Kaylin forces herself to not loose her cool. She's a SHIELD agent, for fuck's sake, she can't afford to show how scared she truly is.

The foreigner tilt their head once more before shrugging. "I suppose, you, too," they allow, and place the staff against Kaylin's chest.

The change is almost instantly.

As the blue energy creeps up her body, Kaylin feels all her worries wash off of her. Whereas she first felt insecure or scared or frustrated, she now feels strangely at peace. It feels as if she's free to breathe, free to not think. Nothing is important, not unless she's told it is.

The foreigner turns away from them, just to spot Fury trying to put the Tesseract into a case.

"Please, don't," they warn. "I still need that."

The director leans back on his legs where he's still sitting on the ground. He's trying to stall just a bit longer, while also trying to find out what, exactly, just had happened to his agents.

"This doesn't have to get any messier," Fury tells them.

"Of course, it does," the foreigner smirks, stepping forward slowly and menacingly. "I've come too far for anything else. I am Loki of Asgard, and I am burdened with glorious purpose."