Equipped with determination, strategy, and a slight lack of professionalism, Sophia Marshall is by no means the exemplary S.H.I.E.L.D Agent. Whilst past experiences continue to threaten the Agent's job, her loyalty to Coulson's newfound specialised team is unwavering, despite her friendships being forged with caution. Life simultaneously falls apart and comes together for the young agent, with Agent Leo Fitz's place in everything becoming uncertain. agents of shield fanfiction | leo fitz x OC | season 1 +

**this is a sequel to Birds of a Feather** Following the acts of Birds of a Feather, we find ourselves amidst the story of SHIELD after their fall. Phil Coulson has become the new Director of SHIELD and is working on assembling those still loyal to the cause and keeping them safe. Its definitely hard work when the government thinks you no longer exist and have confiscated half of your supplies. Agent Monroe has quickly become known by those still with SHIELD as "The Renegade," and more often than not, is sent on solo missions. She has cut herself off from her old teammates in fear of hurting them, something they haven't quite come to understand. And what is this strange writing Coulson has Skye looking into?

This is the story of Original Character Asia Monroe, an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. from the Operations school, hand picked by Strike Team Delta themselves to join Phil Coulson's team. Being an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't always all it's cracked up to be. And what is the dark secret Fury is hiding about her past? Current: #3 Agents of Shield #1 Leo Fitz #1 Grant Ward #1 Skye Johnson

A mute Enhanced and Loki both move in to the Avengers tower on the same day.

A girl with special powers, mind wiped by Hydra, has to be rescued by the Avengers. She has trouble fitting in and coming to terms with what she's done, but her life takes a turn the second she meets the God of Mischief. Maybe the old trickster has a soft spot for this new found girl. {Unedited} Best ranking: #1 in SteveRogers

"I'm guessing you're here to try and recruit me? Again?" I ask him patiently. I believe this is the fifth-time Nick Fury has come calling. Each and every time I have turned him down, but eventually he comes back and proposes the same thing. "No, I'm here to see if you'd like some girl scout cookies. The Samoa's are selling really well this year." Nick sasses while giving me his signature glare. I smirk. He's a sarcastic jerk, but he is funny. "Oh, well in that case..." I start and trail off, knowing it'll make him even more frustrated. He huffs and my smirk grows. "Why do you want me so bad?" I ask, honestly wanting to know. I watch Nick as he sighs deeply and clasps his hands in front of him. "Your skill set is equal to the best that we have. You would be an invaluable part of the team." He explains, but he knows that isn't what I mean. We stare at each other for a moment before he sighs again. "Your history only makes you more of an impressive subject." He continues and I groan. "The point is that you would help put an end to what happened to you, on a global scale." He says. "Think about it, Shifter." Nick drops a folder on the concrete and starts to walk back to the exit of the roof. I flip through the folder lazily, barely skimming the papers, but I know all of the names already. Once I've gone through most of it I stop and toss it in the dust behind me. Reading it was useless. I wasn't made to be any sort of hero. I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND THE SITUATIONS I CREATE.

Direct sequel to Loki and the Witchling

You are a healer working with the Avengers when Loki comes to join the team! Previous #1 in Fanfiction

You're a witch working with the team.Thor brings Loki to live at the Avenger's tower after the events in New York. Problem is, Loki is in cat form and refuses to change back.

I walk over behind Steve and T'Challa and peek over their shoulders at the oversized Pez dispenser. Faintly, I can see a man dressed in sterling white clothes. It's a big contrast to the dark brown, shoulder length hair on his head. While his body is blurry behind the foggy glass, I can tell that he's missing his left arm. The metal one. I look at his face curiously and find it to be peaceful. As most everyone's is during sleep. He has a strong jaw covered in dark stubble and uneven lips, the bottom is thicker than the top. Speaking of thick, by the size of the container I can tell he is. At least his arm and legs anyway. A nine point nine. And that's when he's frozen. "Well. Let's crack this thing open, shall we?" *I don't own the Avengers, only the characters and situations I create*