Bobbi Morse and Clint Barton change into their agent of SHIELD personas of Mockingbird and Hawkeye to battle terrorists alongside fellow agents the Black Widow and Grifter.
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“Agent Morse! Sitrep!” the image of General Nick Fury demanded over the tablet computer in Bobbi’s hand. The man looked more haggard than usual, though Bobbi couldn’t remember him not looking haggard.
Came with the responsibility of running the world’s largest spy factory.
Almost made her forgive him those nasty-smelling cigars he was always chomping on.
Bobbi stood in the lab where she and her fellow agents had held off the set of green-suited intruders and their exploding robots.
Unfortunately for their investigation, the second robot had also exploded, but without the gray cloud. There wasn’t enough of either robot to salvage.
They didn’t fare any better with the human intruders.
The ones who’d watched the doors had bitten down on cyanide capsules hidden in their teeth. Deader than Julius Caesar.
The one in the bolas snare did the same. They got a med team in for the last guy. Here’s to hoping Natasha hadn’t shot anything too vital.
“The perps got in via an explosion to one of the walls,” Bobbi told her superior. “There was one of those burrowing machines on the other side. Looks like they’ve been digging a tunnel for a few days now.”
“Shit security for a high-end firm,” Fury said.
Bobbi cast an eye over at the suit she and Clint had encountered earlier. He didn’t look at all pleased with Fury’s comment, but what was he gonna do after Fury’s team effectively saved his ass?
Clint came over and joined Bobbi in staring at the tablet.
“Did a closer look at the digger,” he began. “Belongs to a local construction company. Grifter’s working on tracking them down now.”
“That’ll be your next stop,” Fury snapped. “Anything from the suits at Stane? What was so important in there?”
“Nothing that he wants to tells us,” Natasha chimed in, approaching Bobbi and Clint. Looking at Fury, she added, “And if I can’t get him to talk…”
“I and the full power of the intelligence community will,” Fury finished. “Anything else I should know immediately?”
“There is the matter of that cloud coming from the robot,” Bobbi said. Off Fury’s look of concern (if that’s what it was and not just a reaction to his eye patch being too tight), she added, “Prelim health checks are fine, thanks for asking.”
“Swing by medical on your way back from that construction site,” Fury ordered. “If that’s our only lead, we have to hit it hard and fast.”
Clint let out a giggle. Bobbi elbowed him in the side.
“Something funny, agent?” Fury asked.
“No sir!” Clint quickly replied.
Natasha also gave Clint a dirty look.
Bobbi took a few steps away from Clint and Natasha, turning the tablet so that Fury only saw her.
“We’re on it, general,” she assured him.
“Keep me, or Agent Hill informed. Fury out.”
The tablet’s screen went blank.
Bobbi turned to Clint. “You know that man has no sense of humor!”
“Or sex life,” Clint replied.
“I don’t know,” Natasha said.
Clint and Bobbi looked at her suspiciously. Natasha didn’t think anything of it. At first. She put her hands on her hips in an indignant pose. “You don’t think —”
“Well, it’s not like you to say no to —”
“Not me,” Natasha insisted. “But I’ve known others.”
Clint looked intrigued. “Nick Fury is a playa?”
The others turned to admit Grifter into their circle. He still wore the red bandana-looking mask he wore as some tactical advantage in combat. His blonde surfer-styled haircut jutted out from the tie around his head.
It all played well with the trench coat covering his standard SHIELD combat uniform.
“I swear you people pay more attention to sexcapades than spycraft,” he said.
“Said the man who hasn’t had a date in… how long?” Clint asked.
“My business, Barton,” Grifter said. He held up a tablet. “I’ve got the address on that construction company. Better do as the general said.”
Bobbi looked around the room. SHIELD crime scene investigators were scraping up parts of the robots and scanning the place for any other clues.
Stane’s suit and a few security guards looked on but were about as important as the furniture.
“Well we’re done here,” she said.
“Got your uniforms in the car,” Grifter said.
Grifter headed out. The others followed.
To be continued…
DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson. It’s now Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition
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.