“Doppelganger” – pt 3 of 18
Agents of SHIELD Bobbi Morse and Clint Barton move into position to take down terrorists at Stane International.
Bobbi, sans her high heels, slipped from the air vent and to the ground with no problem.
Clint had meant to do the same but hit one of the tables on the way down.
“What was that?” they heard one of the green-suited thugs exclaim. Another immediately told him to check it out.
“You’re on top tonight,” Bobbi scornfully told Clint.
“You’re too rough anyway,” he replied.
Both agents slipped around desks to hide away from the incoming thug.
When he rounded a corner, Clint stuck out his head.
“Nice outfit,” he said.
The thug swung his blaster rifle at Clint.
Bobbi knocked him unconscious before he could pull the trigger.
Clint quickly picked up the blaster. “Not a bow, but…”
“You’ll get over it,” Bobbi whispered. “C’mon. Other door’s this way.”
The pair hunkered down, making their way forward and using the environment to mask their approach.
“How’re you doing all this in a skirt?” Clint asked sarcastically.
Bobbi glared at him.
A few moments later, a second thug was within sight. His focus was on the first entrance to the room. The Stane guards on the other side had already dropped the security shield, so these guys weren’t going anywhere without explosives.
Going anywhere didn’t seem to be on their agenda.
Clint took this man down, knocking him on the back of the neck with his newly acquired rifle. As the man went down; Clint caught him to limit the noise.
Bobbi snuck ahead around a rack of menacing-looking vials and robot parts. She could see the last of the three patrolling guards watching the second door. Moments later, Clint came up behind her.
“Ladies first,” he whispered.
“Such a gentleman.”
Bobbi crept up to the thug. Like an uncoiling snake, she lashed out, grabbing the man about his neck and mouth. She kicked him in the back of the knee, bringing him down so she could put him in a chokehold.
Clint snuck out and caught his gun before it hit the ground.
Moments later, Bobbi lowered the unconscious man to the ground. Looking at him, she noted a weird logo on the upper breast of his gaudy green uniform. It was a yellow skull with several octopus-like tentacles spawning from its lower section.
“So the guard said the last two thugs were with two robots by the server,” Clint said.
“What are the chances the robots will attack?” Bobbi asked.
“Hell, we don’t even know who these guys are?”
“Should we ask ‘em?”
The agents went back into stealth mode as they maneuvered past more racks, desks and laboratory tables. Moments later, they had their sights on the remaining green-suited men and their two robots.
“They’re just standing there,” Clint said.
Bobbi thought on this. “They’re not here to steal anything. And they don’t want to get any further in the building.”
“So what are they waiting for?”
Clint felt a rumble in his pocket. That was his cell phone, conveniently turned on vibrate. Bobbi had left hers behind in her clutch with her shoes. Clint discretely checked the phone and found a text message.
“Backup’s here,” he told Bobbi.
“Who?” she asked.
Clint started typing a reply text. “Widow and Grifter. They’re bringing presents.”
“Great,” Bobbi sighed. “I know how much she enjoyed handling your shaft.”
Clint cast a glance at her. “Really? Now?” He sent his message and tucked the phone away.
Bobbi checked on the intruders. They hadn’t moved despite losing contact with their other party members. “The plan?” she asked.
“Let Widow and Grifter get us our gear,” Clint replied. “Then we mess these guys up.”
To be continued…
DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson.
Advanced Player’s Manual, Copyright 2005, Green Ronin Publishing: Author Skip Williams.
Proteus Plot, Copyright 2006, Green Ronin Publishing, Author Steve Kenson.
The characters Hawkeye, Nick Fury, Mockingbird, the Black Widow, Arnim Zola, the Red Skull, HYDRA, SHIELD and Captain America are Copyright Marvel Comics
The character Grifter is Copyright DC Comics
None of the characters (or the plot, for that matter) belong to me as this is fan fiction, done for fun and as a creative exercise.