The Thief

11: Flop like a fish

Ember's P.O.V

The next visitor to my little interrogation room was someone I remember from a long time ago. Mad eye moody strode into the room in a way that was halfway between intimidating and extremely cheesy. His long black trench coat bellowed out behind him, his stern gaze fixed upon my face...

I'm going to stop myself there before I burst out laughing in front of Patchy the Pirate.

In short, Director Nicholas J. Fury of the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Department is currently sitting opposite me hoping if he glares hard enough I'll tell him all my secrets.

"You've managed to piss off one of my top agents more than I've ever seen her annoyed before. I'm not quite sure if I'm impressed or not." He says, one eyebrow raised. A slight smirk crosses my face, that really wasn't the approach I was expecting...

"Wow, I beat Tony Stark and Loki, I did not expect that. Thank you Patchy."

"And may I ask how you would know about Loki" He says slowly.

"Firstly," I begin "Did you not pay attention at school? You should never begin a sentence with a conjunction. Secondly, bit hard to miss it when there are aliens pouring out of a giant portal in the sky led by a man who announces that he is Loki, a god."

"What about the fact you knew about one of my top agents."

"You're supposed to be clever, figure it out."

The door then opened again to reveal the star spangled man himself who nodded briefly at Fury before sitting beside him and opening his mouth to speak. "I am bored with your immaturity and your deluded idea that you can somehow one up everybody who comes to interrogate you. It's quite simple, who are you?"

I pause for a second, two on one is a little bit more difficult but they do have something in common. I wipe the smirk off of my face and answer him, pretending to be serious. "It's a bit more complicated then you think..." Fury nods at me to continue. "Are you ready?" I ask, muttering a "kids" under my breath.

"Of course." The Captain answers.

"I can't hear you..." I reply, letting the smirk cross my face once again. Both Patchy and Stripes look at me confused, did they have no childhood? Well, I guess they're too old for that.

"Who lived as a capsicle under the sea?" I sing. "CAPTAIN ROGERS." By this point their confused and irritated faces were hilarious. "Saluting a hello and killing nazis. CAPTAIN ROGERS. If Patriotism be something you wish. CAPTAIN ROGERS. Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish." By this point I am fairly certain they think I am insane but what's the problem with that?

There is complete silence in the room for a couple of seconds before I can hear laughter coming from the double sided mirror on one of the walls. Recognising it, I look roughly where the people would be and answer with a cute smile and a "Thank you Tin Man".

Fury stares at me with his unblinking eye and says calmly "As far as I am concerned, you have two choices. Option one is to be sent to a high security prison for assault, theft and resisting arrest. We don't need your name and we can figure out where your powers are from with a few tests."

I sit silently. You've got to let them have some self importance left. Plus, this is the rest of my life we are discussing. However, the next words that leave Furys mouth cause me to freeze in shock and Captain Spangles to stare at him open mouthed.

"Option two, become an avenger."

A/N:
I know, I haven't updated in ages. You probably hate me. It's my GCSE year and am snowed in with revision and mock exams. Also, I had a major case of writer's block, the reason why this chapter is so short. Thank you for reading. Please comment, it reminds me to update and any constructive criticism is extremely helpful.

-TheBookThief11