Fourteen year old Lilith Ghram (special agent Ghram) is a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. What will happen when she is paired up with captain Rogers and Agent Romanoaff on a special assignment that will determine the fate of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Hi. My name is Lilith Ghram. I'm fourteen years old and an agent of shield. I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. when I was only a baby. You see, I have a special power. I'm able to move objects with my mind. It's kind of like the force. I was locked up for the first few years of my life in a special room so I could learn my powers. Now that I have them under control I am a certified agent. Agents Romanoaff and Barton raised me. They trained me so I could become the best agent S.H.I.E.L.D. has ever seen. When the battle of New York happened, my father figure Phillip Coulson died. I was devastated. I fell into depression and am still coming out of it. That is when this story takes place.
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Most people say I'm too young to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, but I've been trained and tweaked better the finest tuned violin. The amount of time I have spent training is more than some people spend working in a lifetime. Now here is where my story begins.
I woke up that fateful morning in my bunker. Since I was a minor I had to live at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. My bunker room was underground. It had grey stone walls, and a tile floor. I had a bunk bed that I slept in alone. Rock band posters covered the walls and a fluffy blue carpet was on the floor. I had a desk in the corner and photos taped up on the walls. There photos were ones of me and my family. My S.H.I.E.L.D. family. Coulson, Barton, Hill, Romanoaff and Fury. I may not be related to them, but they are my family none the less and I love them with all my heart. I really miss Coulson. When I heard he died I was broken. I locked myself in my bunker. I wanted to stop living. I'm better now (after months of therapy). I hope nothing else happens to my family. I love them more than anything, and I would gladly lay down my life for them. Getting back to the story, I woke up and got dressed in black mom jeans, a white AC⚡️DC shirt, and black combat boots. I pulled back my hair into a ponytail and walked out of my room. I trudged you the stairs and into the break room. Since this wasn't really a house I ate meals in the break room. There I saw a man I had never seen before.
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"Hello," I said, "I know almost everyone stationed here. Who are you?"
"Who are YOU?" asked the man in shock. I'm not surprised. Many people are shocked to see a young girl at the worlds top secret government organization. I chuckled
"Surprised to see a little kid?" I inquired, amused to play around with the newbies, "I live here." I stuck out my hand for the man to shake. He looked strangely familiar for some reason.
"Lilith," I said, "Ghram. I am a kid. Fourteen if you were wondering." He looked taken a back. He muttered something to himself that I couldn't make out. I looked into his eyes. They were filled with anger. Oh! I've heard it all. 'A child can't be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent' 'This isn't government protocol' or my personal favorite 'Fury can't do this!!!' Haha! Fury can do whatever he wants. It will be fun playing with the newbie.
"Agent Lilith Ghram. Come to the director's office for a message." The speaker boomed. Oh well, meeting with Fury. Great way to start my morning.
