#agent fury

“You’ll be meeting with the founder Anita Moreno and her son Marcus. They’ve been made aware of your arrival. You leave in an hour.”

Alexa nodded and made her way to her bedroom to pack. As she was coming out of her room, she ran into Clint and Natasha.

“So where’s he sending you?” Clint asked.

“San Francisco, to meet some superhero team,” Alexa told them.

“Well be careful, Bluejay.”

Alexa gave him a small salute. “Will do, Papa Bird.”

Clint had been the one to recruit her into SHIELD, so he treated her like a daughter. In fact, she often spent holidays with his family at their farm in Iowa.

Alexa made her way to the hanger and climbed aboard one of the Quinjets. She sat down in one of the seats and strapped herself in as she pulled up files on each of the Heroics and their children.

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They touched down a few hours later on top of the Heroics HQ.

A man in a leather jacket was waiting for her when the ramp lowered.

“I’m assuming you’re Marcus Moreno?” Alexa asked.

Marcus Moreno was an older man who looked to be in his early 40’s going off the grey patches in his beard. He was rather attractive and if Alexa was telling the truth, she’d always kind of been into older men. She couldn’t tell you how many wet dreams she’d had of Clint, especially when he was training her.

“And you’re Agent Schofield?”

Alexa waved her hand dismissively. “Please call me Alexa or Bluejay since you Heroics are into codenames and everything.”

Marcus blushed. “Um, it’s for security reasons.”

“But you don’t have one. There wasn’t one in your file.”

Marcus shrugged. “Never felt it necessary. Come on inside.”

They walked inside and Marcus introduced her to some of the staff. Finally, they came to Anita Moreno’s office.

“Ah, so you’re the Avenger.”

“Mom,” Marcus said.

“You’re very young, aren’t you? Very pretty.”

“Mom!”

Alexa laughed. “It’s true I’m the youngest of the Avengers. If you think I’m pretty, my partner Natasha is drop dead gorgeous if I don’t say myself.”

“Marcus, see she gets settled in before you introduce her to the team tomorrow,” Anita said.

“It’s an honor to meet you Mrs. Moreno, truly.”

“No need to flatter me, niña.”

As they left Anita’s office, Alexa was suddenly surrounded by a group of children throwing questions at her right and left.

Marcus swooped in and rescued her. “Give her break, kids. She’ll be here for a week at least.”

Their teacher ushered them away, except one of them stayed.

“So what’s your superpower?” she asked.

“Missy,” Marcus scolded her, “I’m sorry. My daughter is just curious.”

“It’s okay. My…partner has kids so I’m used to it.”

Missy reminded Alexa of little Lila Barton.

Alexa looked around the room until she settled on a metal railing. She reached out with her power and grabbed it, pulling it towards her and twisting it around so it resembled DNA.

The kids all gasped and started clapping.

“Woah! Dad, she’s like you!” Missy exclaimed.

Alexa put the railing back.

“What’s your superhero name?” Missy asked.

“Bluejay.”

“But…but that doesn’t have anything to do with your power…”

“No, it doesn’t. But my partner is called Hawkeye. He gave me my name because of my blue eyes. I wasn’t very close with my parents, so he kind of became my adoptive father and he wanted to give me a codename that followed his. Codenames aren’t always tied to your powers with the Avengers. Sometimes it’s tied to who you are as a person like Cap.”

Alexa knew Missy Moreno didn’t have any powers, because her file had been pretty bare.

She knelt in front of the preteen. “But I’ll tell you something, you don’t need powers or a supersuit to save the world. Tony says that if you can’t be a hero without a suit, then you don’t deserve one.”

Missy threw her arms around Alexa’s neck.

Marcus just stared in wonder at the young woman holding his daughter in her arms.

Missy pulled away and wiped at her eyes.

Marcus cleared his throat. “I’ll be by later to pick you up.”

Missy nodded and followed her classmates.

“Thank you for saying that,” Marcus told Alexa.

“Not everyone can have superpowers. Natasha doesn’t, neither does Tony or Clint. Sure, Tony has his Ironman suit, but Clint and Natasha worked for the skills they have. Missy can be the same. Now come on Moreno, I need a nap before I deal with any more people.”