Charlie's first day at S.H.I.E.L.D.
Charlie stood at the back of the newest group of S.H.I.E.L.D. recruits with a thick file stuffed under her arm. She still can’t believe she let Fury and Natasha trick her into agreeing to this. Her father is going to kill her if he finds out. When he finds out.
“Listen up recruits!”
Charlie was used to being yelled at by Nick Fury, so the sudden boom of his voice didn’t even strike a chord with her. She just stood back and observed the other recruits around her.
“Congratulations on making it this far, “ Fury continued, “Take a look around you, memorize their faces because by the end of your training only a handful of you will have made it through to becoming full agents. The training is vigorous and strenuous, but the agents that are produced are the best of the best. Now it’s time to see if you're one of them.”
Charlie continued to look around, all other eyes were glued to Fury.
“The people around you will be your greatest allies and your biggest competition. Make your friends wisely,” Fury continued.
Charlie watched at Fury’s eye scanned the crowd, she quickly identified the moment Fury noticed her by the slight quirk of his lip.
“You will work closely with agents, both infield and tech, to see where you are best fit. My name is Director Fury, and I wish you all good luck.
Charlie watched as Fury took a step back and a stern, scar-faced man took his place.
“Good morning recruits!” The man growled, “I am Maxwell Young, I will be overseeing all recruit training. You will report to me every morning, and you will do everything I say. Everything.”
Charlie had a sinking feeling in her gut. There was something about Young, that didn’t quite sit quite well with her. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but her instincts were flaring.
“You will be split into groups of fourteen,” Young informed, “You will be paired with senior agents. Each week, you will be put to the test in one of nine different areas. Hand to hand combat, construction and deconstruction of various firearms, weapons handling, stealth, stamina, the gathering of entail, hacking, computer sciences, and most importantly: your ability to lie. If you score the lowest, you will go back to whatever God-forsaken city you came from.”
Mermmers and mutters broke out throughout the large room.
Young cleared his throat, “You will be bunked with your team… in a suite big enough to house the surviving four.”
Charlie’s shoulders slouched forward. Fourteen people in a suite made for four. They may all kill each other before they are kicked from the program.
This will be fun.
Fury stepped forward once more, “on your way in, you were each given a file. In said file, you will find the map of the facilities you have access to and the location of your suite. There, you will meet your group. Tomorrow morning you will meet your agent and begin your training. Your first test is on Friday. Good luck recruits, you are dismissed.”
Charlie looked around her, making sure no one was watching her before she opened her file. Inside she found everything a recruit needed with the addition of a list of the benefits of a level two agent.
Not even Natasha understood why Fury had granted Charlie a level two clearance without actually going through the agent training, but it will be really useful in her mission.