Agent IX

This is an Avenger fanfiction. *WARNING cursing and violence* In this fanfiction, the Avengers have departed. But Nicholas 'Nick' Fury sends Signy, daughter of Thor, to recruit certain teens who would make perfect additions to the newest Avengers, for a very specail mission. Her first stop? Blake. Mutant daughter of Wolverine. (Blake and Ace are FallenAngel2014; Signy is Ray Grayglory)


4. Jake

"Jake! Time to get up!" Dad yells to me. I slowly stand up, taking my time. I slip a shirt on, buttoning up my pants. I slip my shield-disc into my pocket, making sure to lock it. I smooth my red hair down, staring at my blue eyes in the mirror. My looks are a combination of my mother and Father's. 

I was 'blessed' with my mother's gracefulness and slowed aging, but I'm as strong and tough as my dad. "Morning, Captain America." I tell my dad, using his old superhero name. He shakes his head, stifling a laugh. I smile, as my mother walks into the room. A bowl of cereal lay infront of me. Before shoveling any in my mouth, I look up to her. "Morning, Black Widow." I say, though I realize she's going to give me 'the lecture' again.

"Remember, Jake, my name is Natalia, or Natasha. But you still call me mom or mother, son." She says, still having a slight Russian accent. I nod my head, glad that she still lets me call dad 'Captain America.' Mom then looks to dad. "Molly is asleep." She says. Molly is my one year old sister.

"Jake, you left the sheild-disc in your room, right? Can't let you take that to school. If anyone found out..." Dad starts, but I cut him off with a cheery smile.

"Dad, I left it! I'm telling the truth!" I say, trying to be decptive. Mom laughs, and I try to keep a straight face, so they don't realize that I'm lying. But mom seems to look past that. Maybe it's her spy back ground. Or her Avenger background. Something like that.

"Now, I would almost beleive that, if it wasn't for mh background as a spy. I taught you to lie. You were born to lie, Jake. And, anyway, I can easily see your lying. The corners of your mouth keep going up, and your eyes show it all. Before you ask, no, that's not spy work. That's a mother's intuition." Mom says, and I reach into my pocket, pulling out the star-spangled sheild-disc. I click the lock with the key around my neck, allowing the sheild to grow full size. Dad looks disappointed at me, but mom smiles, chuckling. She ruffles my hair, earning a smile from me.

"Dad, please can I keep this? I Know how to use it! I swear! And I won't use it in school! Please, mom?" I ask, begging my parents. Dad and mom have a conversation, silent, but still a full conversation. Dad looks to me.

"We'll see how you deal with it today. C'mon. I gotta drive you to school." He says, as mom throws him the keys. To think that they used to be amazing super heroes, that they used to be Avengers. Its just completely unbelievable. 

I duck into the car, when something happens. It seems almost like a preminition. 

A girl stares at the ground, her father staring at her. Both thier mouths move, so they must be having a conversation. The girl gets angry, stomping her foot. Her dad tries to say another word, when she starts to mutate. She grows largee, her skin turning an ugly green shade. Her clothes lay ripped, thankfully still covering her unmentionable parts. She angrily huffs, roaring. Her father tries to calm her, and she slowly changes back to a human. She lay crumpled on the ground breathing heavily.

I open my eyes, breathing short, choppy breaths. Dad is shaking me, and I look up to him, and he stares at me. I can tell my eyes are dilated. My hand slowly moves to my pocket, feeling better that it's still there.

"Jake, are you okay? Are you hurt or injured? What happened?" Dad fusses over me. I push him away, and he walks around, getting in on the driver's side. "Jake, I need to know what happened. This is important." He continues. I shrug my shoulders.

"Just a preminition, I think. Of this girl. She looked alot like the guy you described as the hulk. Growing larger and turning green when mad. But that was a teenage girl. Not an old dude." I say, dad looking at the road. His face is emotionless, as he continues driving.

"Jake, something big is going is happen. I don't know what, but I know know It will." Is all he says. I twirl the sheild-disc in my fingers, thinking over what dad had said. Maybe something will happen, for once. Something exciting. Something thrilling. 

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