She confidently stepped through the woods, knowing that whatever obstacle came to face her would be easily beaten. She was after all the famous Mockingbird, one of SHIELD's best warriors. King Fury himself had told her stories to Odin and his sons, and they were all, including Thor, impressed. She, like Lady Siff, and Natasha Romanov, was a woman of many talents, which is why she always got the harder missions. As soon as she crossed the border from SHIELD land into neutral she relaxed. It was good to live in the Lost Kingdoms. Neutral land was always a refuge for SHIELD people. The problem was STRIKE, they were aggravating. Maybe it wasn't so much as them, but him. Lance Hunter, the goddamn guardian of the border and his herd of men. She couldn't stand him at all, in fact, she wondered how such a useless-looking ass ended up in such an important position. She even wondered how someone could be so aggravating, Jemma and Fitz were great human beings, probably why they left that damn kingdom. But STRIKE was much better than HYDRA, that was a haunted place. She was glad it was now deserted.
Bobbi took in a deep breath as she reached the bridge. She knew that every brick she stepped on took her closer to the border of STRIKE, and then the game would begin. She took a deep breath and grabbed her staves, leaving her sword ready in case of emergency. And then she stepped in. A few seconds after she heard a loud horn. Damn it, she had been spotted already. The blonde warrior began to run through the trees and bushes hoping she'd avoid any unpleasant encounters, but she knew it would be impossible. The dense mass of trees began to clear, and she reached a spot that seemed to be dead. The ground was dry, there were tiny rocks on the floor and no sign of vegetation. But around that blob, was the dense forest, what the hell was this place. Unfortunately, before she could even take another step, several men descended from the trees and surrounded her.
"Hey boys." she greeted confidently.
"Ah, such a hot chick like you shouldn't be here alone." said one of the many pigs around her.
"Focus Tennor." growled another, "This one is SHIELD, and by the looks of it a great warrior."
"Yes." she confirmed, "I'm the mockingbird."
Bobbi hit the men behind her with her staves and quickly flipped around to block the incoming attacks. In a few seconds all of the men were down on the ground, some dead, some knocked out, some in too much pain to move. She blew one of her golden strands out of her face and looked up, startled by the sound of two hands clasping together repeatedly. Another man jumped off a tree, this one seeming more fit and skilled than the others. His hand was on his guarded sword that rested on the leather case. He was STRIKE for sure.
"See you haven't lost your spice at all, love." said an all too familiar voice.
"Hunter." she smirked. His eyes met hers with a cheeky grin.
"Tell me, my lady, what brings you here?" he asked as he leaned back on a tree and crossed his arms.
"A mission." she said dryly, offended that he didn't see her as a threat.
"What's Fury up to now?"
"It's King Fury to you, and it does not concern you." she quickly responded. Hunter smiled and threw his hands up in surrender.
"Alright, sweetheart. My apologies." he said shaking his head, "I have no desire to fight you." he confessed as he looked at her.
"Good, think I've killed enough STRIKE men over these ten minutes." she quipped at him.
"I'd love for my friends to stay alive. But I know that anyone who stands in your way will be eliminated. So, I have an idea, let me escort you to wherever it is you need to go to."
"Oh please."
"Consider it STRIKE collaborating with SHIELD, in a discreet way of course. Besides I will only be your guide and safe passage. That way you can get things done much faster, avoid casualties and leave this place even sooner." he explained giving her a pleading look.
