I strut down the narrow halls of the building as I stroke my newly blonde hair since it was getting in the way of my view of the hallway.
It's been months after the funeral. I had to distract myself from everything. I had nothing to do since I graduated early from high school and since I know more than the average college professor, I started to train with SHIELD.
Nick contacted me 2 weeks after the funeral after he heard about my current activities from my mom.
Which was doing nothing in the lab while doing sad miserable kicks and punches from time to time on some old punching bag dad had in his lab.
She was a little concerned, and so she should be.
I never really gave in to admitting it but I was going through stuff. And I really didn't know what to do with my life at that point. To be honest I was having a mental breakdown.
Mourning my father, and the usual breakdown stuff. So of course I had to bleach my hair blonde as a process.
My hair isn't actually fully dark but it wasn't fully blonde either. Just- that. So what better time to bleach it then now right?
But I knew that I wanted to continue my fathers legacy. Not as Iron Man though, or be some girl version of it
But I wanted to save people but still have a name for myself. I was trying to figure that out until SHIELD.
I've trained with them for months. Thankfully after being put in martial arts for years, the only thing I really need to learn was shoot a gun.
Though I am good with blast shooters and lasers, guns were never really my thing. I know that doesn't make sense but neither my mom or dad ever let me touch a gun.
My dad saw me in the big fight in one of my moms suit, we met in the field at one point. Had a conversation. It was one of the last conversations we had.
——flashback——
I was blast-shooting some aliens when my back hit someone. It was definitely a suit.
I looked back to see someone I was trying to avoid, it was dad.
"Mia, what the hell are you doing here"
"Oh hey dad" An Alien was coming in front of me the laser beamed towards it shoulder and a spurt of alien blood came out.
"I thought you needed some help" both our helmets came off
"When did you add the lasers?"
"When I took one of moms suits without you knowing to my lab"
"You really are my daughter" he hugged me
——end of flashback——
I'm currently in a mission. SHIELD tracked down illegal weapons that was made from intergalactic materials.
Apparently they tracked one down to the opera. That the governor of New York is attending.
I'm currently in a black sleeveless dress. I had a harness strapped to my thigh which held my gun and compact suit.
I fit my suit into a compact to make it easier. All I need to do is just press the button and the nanotech will do its thing.
Anyways, I was watching the show through my box when I put on my specs. Which was of course enhanced by yours truly.
FRIDAY was scanning the whole place when she scanned the weapon backstage.
And here we are right now.
The room where the weapon is, is around the janitors closet.
I looked left and right to see if the coast is clear and slowly backed into the closet.
I turned to see a guy holding a pretty big metal gun. But it had a glowing purple gem in the middle.
guess I found my guy
I squatted down quickly and extended my right leg to knock him down.
I hovered over him and I grabbed my gun from my harness and pointed it at him.
"I'm gonna have to take that from you"
I tied him up and took the gun. Stood up to see 4 other guys with even weapons pointed at me.
"shit-"
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A/N
Hey! Sorry if this chapter sucks but I hope you're enjoying it. This story might have some plot holes and I'm quite sorry for that but please don't hesitate to DM me of it so I can fix it. Thanks for reading my book !
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