Marvel Preferences and Imagines (Taking Requests)

Chicago

A/n: If you have heard the Cell Block Tango, look out for references. If you haven't, then i suggest you listen to it. It's pretty good. Tell me is you want me to continue this.

Warning: Profanity

You were new on the Avengers team. By new, you haven't even meet them yet. You were pouring yourself a bowl of cereal when Fury called. He had said and I quote "Get these motherfuckers whipped into line, L/n." You weren't afraid of any members of the team. Frankly you could care less about them, but when Fury orders you to do something you do it.

Walking into the room, you see that all of them are either messing around or playing on whatever technology they had available. None of them notice that you are there, until you fire a warning shot with your pistol into the ceiling.

"Who are you?" Iron man says chewing gum...not not chewin', poppin'. You were irritate with the team already, and him chewin'...not chewing', poppin'.

"You pop that gum one more time" You warned him. And low and behold, he blew a big bubble and popped it. So I took my pistol out of the holster and fire two warning shots...into his chest. Oh by now I should probably mention that it wasn't bullets I shot. It was a chemical I invented that made it feel like a gunshot for about thirty seconds before the pain completely disappears.

Of course the whole room was in uproar, and I slid my pistol back into its place. They soon realized that it wasn't any physical harm, and quieted down.

"Hello Avengers, if I can even call you that. My name is Miss Tygar. You either refer to me as that or Ma'am. Nothing else. Do I make myself clear" You say looking each in the eye.

"What makes you think we take orders from you" Hawkeye says fiddling with with an arrow.

"I'll get there, Clinton" His eyes shoot up to meet your gaze, "You still haven't answered my question, do I make myself clear?"

There were a murmur of word and finally you got your answer. You turn to the projector on the wall and click you remote.

"I figured that you would need some force to respect me, so I prepared some background." Tiny videos play on screens for of each Avenger. All of them show your recent missions for Fury, all finishing under a minute. They look up at you surprised that you finished missions so fast.

Shrugging you say, "Some guys just can't hold their arsenic."

"You still answered my question. Why does Fury want you here?" Clint says.

"Because you guys are out of your prime. Not that shouldn't be my fucking problem, right? Wrong. When A team of superheroes can't keep their shit together, I'm the first one they call. Now I don't care if you hate me with your entire being, because that's not why I was called here. I was called to whip you guys into shape. You have two options: Leave now or Forever hold your peace" You say coolly, motioning to the door.

"Which one of you is going to be the first to walk out, terrified of me, a twenty-six year old grown ass woman?" No one moves.

"Come on 'Iron Man' are you going to let a woman half your age boss you around" He just stares at the floor.

"What about you 'Black Widow', are you up for a challenge." She also stares at the floor.

"Anyone?" No one moves.

"Good, Now you are going to continue with your lives for the rest of the day, but tomorrow...Tomorrow you better be up at five am sharp and have already eaten breakfast" You command, "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Ma'am" They all respond unanimously. You walk out the door, leaving the Avengers to themselves.

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