Covert || Avengers x Reader

9| Step One On How To Become A Scapegoat

You woke up in a cold, dark room. It could be a basement from its looks. Your arms were restrained behind a metal chair that you were sitting on against your will. Your chest was tied to the chair along with your legs. There was no other living thing in your current view.

Once annoyed by the silence, you called out, "Is anyone going to come out of shadows menacingly to tell me their evil plan, or do I have to start begging first?" You were never the best person to be captured by the so called bad guy. You always ended up annoying them, and, most of the time, it worked in your favor.

Finally, a man did just as you had asked, they walked out of the shadows. "Surprised?" the man asked you. Your eyebrows scrunched together causing your forehead to crease.

"Am I supposed to? I've definitely never seen you in my entire life." The man's face dropped. "Sorry, that was rude of me. Let me rephrase that, who the hell are you?"

The man straightened himself and cleared his throat. "I am Mitchell Torres, your worst nightmare, the man behind it all," he said calmly.

You scuffed, "Extra much." At the same time, you rolled his eyes. "Anyways, carry on."

Mitchell walked closer to you, circling around you once. "I bet you're wondering why you're here."

You cut in before he could finish his thought. "Not really." Mitchell eyed you, daring you to interrupt him again.

"I need a favor-"

"Now I gotta hear it..."

"For all of this to work," he gestures around him. Lights turn on, revealing large cauldrons that have tubes pouring out of them, "I need someone who has access to restricted areas. I need someone who can sneak in somewhere without notice and get out as well. What better person is there but you!"

You tried to to raise your hand, but it was confined behind you. "I can think of multiple people. Are you sure you abducted the right person?"

Mitchell smiled. It wasn't one full of happiness, it was a sinister smile. Chills ran down your spine. "Oh, I'm sure, Covert." Your face stayed neutral, but inside, your heart began pounding.

"Covert? Never heard of her."

"Don't play stupid, (Y/N)! You and I both know that you're Covert!" Mitchell grabbed a hidden knife and broke the ropes that were tied around your chest and legs. "Come," he urged as he grabbed you. You complied, not wanting that knife to be used for anything else.

He brought you over to a control panel with multiple screens. Your eyes scanned over each one. They should multiple views of both a SHIELD facility and the Avengers facility. "How did you get cameras into the Avengers facility?" Mitchell didn't answer.

He walked over to a drawer and grabbed something out of it. When he moved back over to you, you could make out what Mitchell had grabbed. It was a clear looking rectangle that had some small wiring in it. Upon closer inspection, small, white disks could be seen.

Mitchell stuck the rectangular object on the side of your forehead. You looked up at him confused. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)," he said, "but there was no other way." He presses a small button on a controller and immediately you feel your body loose control. Your eyes glaze over and your face becomes blank, showing no emotion at all.

"Now," Mitchell clasps his hands together, "I need you to visit the Avengers facility for me. Do you know how to deactivate Tony's AI system?" You nod your head in response. "Excellent. Can you do it from here?" Again, you nod your head in response.