Marvel Imagines From DeviantArt (Requests Closed)

The Worthy One (Thor Odinson)

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'Avengers assemble!' Nick Fury's voice echoed through Stark Tower. 'I repeat Avengers assemble!'

You were wobbling nervously on your feet. You had obviously heard of the Avengers after everything that happened in New York the last couple of years, but even though you were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you had never actually met them.

You had only been an agent in training during the attack of New York and when S.H.I.E.L.D. got attacked by Hydra you were knocked unconscious by one of the members of the S.T.R.I.K.E. team. You were one of the few agents Fury still fully trusted.

When he had come to you only several days ago to ask you to join the Avengers, you had laughed in his face.

'I don't have any special powers!' you had cried out.

Fury had frowned at you, probably remembering your 'vibes', as you called your instinctive shivers you would get every time something bad was going to happen.

'You may think you are not special, agent [Last Name], but you don't fool me,' he had said. 'You are exactly what the Avengers need.'

You had doubted his words, and now, as the members of the Avengers slowly walked into the room, you doubted them even more.

'As you can see,' Fury started, 'agent [Last Name] has joined us today to...'

'So... no mission I take it?' Clint Barton asked, looking bored.

'No, agent Barton, but if you would let me finish, you would know why I asked for all of you.'

Clint shrugged his shoulders, letting himself drop on the couch. He lay his bow on the table and made himself comfortable, before turning his gaze to you.

'As I was saying...' Fury continued. 'Agent [Last Name] has joined us today because she will be joining our team. She is the only reason I still live. I have treated her as if she was already part of the Avengers, and so will you.'

Before you, or any of the Avengers, could say anything Fury had already pushed you forward. Natasha Romanoff was the first one to approach you. While she was introducing herself and making you feel welcome, you saw one of the others walking towards Fury. He was wearing blue jeans and a tight black shirt. His long, golden hair was tied back, but he was still unmistakably the Asgardian God, Thor.

'Nick, if I may have a word?' his voice was only a whisper, but you could still hear him loud and clear. 'Do you think it is a good idea to bring in another powerless mortal?'

'Powerless does not make her defenseless, Thor.'

'I know that. Natasha is more than capable of taking care of herself, but...'

'I wouldn't have put her here if I didn't think she could handle it. We 'mere' mortals can do more than you think. But... since you are so worried about her, you get to be her partner!' Fury smiled, padding Thor on the shoulder and walking out the room, leaving Thor to think the conversation didn't really go as planned.

'So...' Tony Stark grinned. 'How come I haven't seen you before. Such a pretty girl as yourself, I would have remembered.'

You laughed. 'Let's get one thing clear, Stark. I'm not here for your entertainment. I'm not a 'pretty girl' and you would do good to remember that. I count more than ten ways in this room alone to kill you, without anyone noticing.'

Clint and Steve Rogers almost choked on their drinks when you spoke those words, while Tony's grin disappeared from his face and he looked around the room, wondering which ten ways you were talking about.