Red Hood meets Marvel

Motivation is a Funny Thing

  To say Fury was furious was an understatement of pure fact. His footsteps thundered as he paced his office (and do you know how angry a spy like Fury has to be for you to even be able to hear his footsteps?!), and he glowered at anything and anyone that came near. Some unknown had just broken into one of SHIELD's most secure headquarters and the only reason they even knew about it was because the fucker fucking WANTED them to know he was there! Not only that, but no matter how many searches Fury made, he couldn't find any trace of who the man was! The man might've been wearing a mask that obscured part of his face and made it harder to identify him, but their computers were better than that. They'd identified criminals from their cheekbones alone before, and yet this man didn't seem to exist! Yes, they knew was that at some point the man had dyed his hair, (no one naturally had hair that godawful color,), but that didn't mean shit either! He could just as easily re-dye it! And when Fury tried to find out what the man had done while he was there? He found nothing, absolutely nothing!

It was Fury's job to know everything about everyone, and to make sure that people who could pull off acts like this were either working for him and him alone, or no longer a threat. But then this guy comes sauntering in like he owns the place and has the nerve to fucking taunt them about it!

So yes, Fury was mad, and you could be damn sure he was going to fucking do something about it if it took fucking calling in Stark!

"Who the hell is this fucker?!" He cried in an infuriated growl, and Agent Hill who had been waiting for his orders on the subject answered in controlled exasperated frustration.

"We don't know sir."

"How is that possible!?"

"We don't know sir."

Fury let out an angry cry of vexation and stormed off to go shoot something, and perhaps, to call Stark, leaving Hill to go about her other duties.

~x~

It had been a few days since Jason had broken into SHIELD, and since then he'd happily gone back to his normal hair color, patched up his arm (though it still hurt like a bitch at times), and had a chance to look at both sets of data he'd stolen. He'd been right about the first set of data he recovered being false information, which made him even more grateful for his curiosity; exploring that false wall had saved him a lot of trouble. He'd learned quite a bit from it, though what he'd learned about SHIELD did not endear him to the organization all that much. They were for the most part, on the side of good: protecting the innocent, saving the world, yada yada yada, but they had also done some pretty damn questionable stuff. He didn't trust them as far as an elephant could jump, (as he could probably throw them pretty darn far).

And, as it turned out, the Avengers did work for them as his theory had suggested; though it did seem the branch of SHIELD they worked for was slightly less dubious than some of the other divisions. The information on Black Widow was still on the vague side, and what information he did have on her did not show her best side to say the least. She, as he had already guessed, was a highly, highly trained assassin, with plenty of red on her ledger. She had worked for the Soviets before a SHIELD agent; Hunger Games in fact (i.e. Barton), brought her over to SHIELD's side. Since then she'd seemingly been attempting to atone for some of the things she had done while with the Soviets, with her latest endeavor to do so being joining the Avengers.

Legolas, on the other hand, had a slightly similar background to Goldie. The guy grew up in a circus, where he learned to shoot. The similarities ended there though, as Dicky-poo never got into the shit Hawk guy did. SHIELD was the one to get the idiot out of that shit and he'd been working for them ever since, joining the Avengers when Widow did.