Dragonfly (Captain America)

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CHAPTER 1
An Unexpected Situation

Rachel Carter

I was never one who would give out personal details on my life. So I would have to give you the most personal details a spy can give - the details of my SHIELD folder.

AGENT RACHEL CARTER
"Dragonfly"

Level Six

Background in tactical planning and problem solving operations. Skills include hand to hand combat, tactical planning and fluent in six different languages (English, French, German, Spanish, Russian and Manderin).

That was all the information that I could give out for security reasons. I was a level six operative and that came with certain restrictions. Some of the information that I had access to came with certain restrictions.

That was the basics of my life.

"Alright team you all know the mission objective. Commander Hill has a package on the ship that we're approaching. It's of maximum importance that the package is retrieved" the flight commander/ mission ops guy cried with absolute fury.

The rest of the ops guys all hustled loudly to find their parachutes since we were jumping off the moving plane.

"Sir, do we have any idea what the package is supposed to be?" One of the men screamed. The noise from the plane was very ear filling.

The ops commander snorted, "Hill said we'd know it when we find it. These women in charge - they should get back to the kitchen where they belong" the commander chuckled with a hoarse tone in his throat.

His men all laughed at that little sexism.

They were the cover - I was the mission. I was the one that was going to be going in and retrieving Maria's package.

"Yeah get back to the laundry" one of the new cadets laughed and the plane roared along with him.

I rose from my seat and everything went quiet. "Please don't strain yourselves on my account" I offered with a slight smirk.

"What was your name again? Agent Carter was it?" the commander growled at me. His look told me that he was testing me. "What are you going in to do? Seduce the men inside?" He questioned. Looking my uniform up and down.

It was pretty much the standard issue from SHIELD. Every female operative got the skin tight body fitting black SHIELD uniform. Mine was much like Black Widows except she had guns and I had holsters for my sais.

"Please Commander I'm your backup for when you get caught" I mused back at him. Testing him to see if he liked to joke about women or just plain hated them.

He got real close to me - I mean right up in my face - so close I could smell his breath rotten with tobacco. "The only reason I'll need you down there is if I decide to get physical after we've won and take to bed" the commander snarled at me. Amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Trust me commander my last boyfriend was called Lebraun" I laughed at him. "You wouldn't be able to live up to him" I mused looking directly at his crotch. Not that I had done anything like that in my life.

He growled. I'm guessing he didn't like being made out to be quite short.

"I'm no less than a man than some n-" he began to spout at me.

"Commander for your own safety I wouldn't finish that sentence" I warned him. That was one of the words that I hated more than anything. I would not tolerate racism.