Kyra. - [Clint Barton/Avengers]

Meeting Them

.- Tony Stark -. 

   "What does he want this time?" I question, throwing my head back against the leather chairs. "Our souls?" 

   I hear footsteps, making me snap my head up. There, Nick Fury was standing with arms crossed and eyebrows raised. "No, I don't want your souls." he replies. I was just in the middle of a.. celebration with Pepper when my phone beeped, and this guy decided to call all of us in. 

   "Well, what's so important then?" Clint asks, leaning his elbows against the shiny table. I scoff at him, rolling my eyes. Such a pet. 

   "Well," Fury pauses. "I want to introduce you to a new recruit." 

   "That's all?" I scoff, standing up. "You called me here, right from Tokyo, to tell me there's a new damn recruit? Nobody does that, Fury-" a voice cuts me off. 

   "Shut up, will you," it snaps. It's indeed feminine, but Natasha is sitting quietly across from me. Turning my head, my eyes met with a pair of cat like green-blue ones. My eyes widen for a moment, and Bruce tugs me down. 

   It was a girl, definitely. But she was different. A tail stuck out of her bottom, ears standing up at the top of her head. She was dressed casually, in a flannel top and shorts. She looked like she just took a shower, but her hair was dry as ever. The rest of the Avengers sat there, apalled by her behaviour. 

   "This," Natasha breaks the silence. "Is the new recruit? Fury you're kidding me. She's rude, and she looks like a hooker I mean -" the girl cuts her off again. 

   "Oh honey your no different. Look at how much cleavage your showing. Don't get me started on those jeans I mean are those skin tight? Look at how they grip onto your thighs I have no idea how you breath in them -" 

   "Shut up, both of you," Fury snaps. He turns to Natasha. "Yes, this is the new Recruit. You have a problem? Take it up with me." as soon as he finishes his sentence, he turns to leave the room. Just as he leaves, he glowers at the girl. "Play nice, Kyra." 

   "I'll try," the girl purrs. Fury rolls his eyes, before stepping out the door. We turn our heads back to her, but instead, she was sitting next to Steve. His eyes were locked on the side of her head, were her cat-like ears were exposed. Her tail sat on the table, as she scanned us all. 

   "So, are you part cat or something?" I question rudely. She flashes a smile at me, revealing her incredibly sharp fangs. 

   "I'm a Hybrid, so I guess you can say that," she replies. That catches my interest. 

   "I thought Hybrids were extinct," Clint asks the question for me. She laughs under her breath, stroking her tail. 

   "I'm here, aren't I?"