Tori

     I stand outside of the quinjet at the landing area of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Steve stands by my side, carrying his shield. An agent asks us questions; Steve answers for both of us. I stare at his shield, quietly running my fingers across it. Steve catches me doing it a few times, but just smiles at me.
     "And Mister Chandler, what sort of state was he in when you were there, Agent Stark?" the agent questions me.
     "Insane," I state, slowly peeling Steve's fingers off of the shield.
     He raises an eyebrow, but laughs. I hold the shield in my arms, just playing with it.
     "Do you like it?" Steve asks me.
     "Yes," I admit.
     "Avengers," Fury announces. "Come with me. Miss Stark, answer the last few questions and come up here alone."
     "Yes sir," I say, giving him a small salute and putting the shield in front of my torso.
     Steve rolls his eyes and goes with the Avengers. I answer the last few questions that the agent asks me and I begin to leave.
     "Wait, Agent Stark," she calls.
     "Yes?" I ask, snapping my head around to look her in the eyes.
     "Do you remember where you're going?"
     "Yes,"
     "Oh, well, go ahead."
     "Um, okay," I reply.
     I go inside and hop into the elevator. It goes up and up until I reach Fury's office. I step inside, peeking my head in.
     "Come in, Miss Stark." Fury booms.
     I step inside, standing next to Steve. He smiles at me and Fury continues his lecture.
     "You all did well, even in that very short period of time." Fury says. "Good job, Avengers. You are all dismissed except Miss Stark."
     I give Steve a small nod, telling him that I will be alright. He nods back, then leaves the room with the others.
     "Miss Stark," Fury begins. "I'm not very happy with the way you completed your mission."
     "Excuse me?" I laugh. "There was no other way that I could have. I was trying to get you some more information."
     "Let me rephrase that," he says. "You haven't been acting like yourself the past couple of months. Why?"
     "Well, now you know how it feels to not be told something." I spit, turning around to leave the room.
     "You'll be sorry you did that, Stark." Fury growls.
     I stomp out of the office, closing the door behind me. No one is in the hallway except a single agent.
     "Agent Stark, the others were told to wait for you outside." the agent informs me.
     "Okay, thank you." I say, heading toward the elevator.
     I press the button and the doors open. I step inside and press the number that leads to the first floor. I stand with my back facing the doors, staring out of the glass walls. Just as I hear the elevator doors closing, a hand slips in between them. The doors retract and four men walk inside, each wearing a black bulletproof vest. One presses a button and stands next to me. He has a scruffy face and short black hair.
     "Where's the big guy?" he asks in a raspy voice, eyeing the shield.
     "Cap?" I say in a deeper voice. "He's with the other Avengers."
     "Humph," he grunts, putting his hands in his pockets.
     I see another man grasp something that sticks out of his pocket - a gun. I furrow my eyebrows and look back out the window. The elevator door opens, more agents pouring in. They hold briefcases, chatting to each other. I move near the front of the elevator, near the scruffy faced man.
     "How'd that mission go?" he asks me.
     "Fine," I lie.
     "Heh, reminds you of old times, eh?"
     "Yeah,"
     I see another agent grab for his gun, which makes me even more confused than I already am. The door opens for the third time, two bulky men step in front of me. I hold the shield tighter, not knowing what is happening. Then, I am in a moment of realization.
     "Before we get started," I announce, breaking the silence. "Does anyone want to get out?"
     No one moves or says anything.
     "Then I am." I say, trying to push through the men that stand in front of me.
     One of the bulky men turns around, holding a stick that makes electrocuting noises. He aims it at my stomach, but I step back. An agent smacks something on the elevator, causing it to stop moving. Agents grab my wrist that holds the shield and one puts me in a headlock. I kick and punch agents, knocking them unconscious. I snap my head back, hitting the man who has his arm around my throat.
     The men with briefcases take off the handles and put them around my other wrist, trying to push it to the wall. I push in the other direction, causing it to fall off and stick to another wall. Another one goes on my wrist that holds Steve's shield. The shield drops to the floor, hitting my foot on its way. I wince and my wrist is stuck to the wall.
     Great, just my luck.
     I try to pull my wrist away from the wall with my other hand. It doesn't move an inch. The man with the scruffy face takes out one of the sticks and tries to hit me with it. I block his arm with my free one, but he finds another way to do it.
     He slashes me in the shoulder with the stick, causing pain to rush through my body. I flick my shoulder away and hit him to the ground. Another conscious agent tries to punch me, but his fist slams against a security camera.
     The scruffy man and the other agent are on either side of me now. I take the scruffy man's arm and direct it to the other agent's torso, shocking him. They both stumble back, giving me the chance to kick them both in the faces.
     One gets back on their feet, trying to get me. I kick him in the face, as well. I put my feet on the walls and pull, taking my wrist off of it. The cuff flies off and I elbow two agents in the face. One flies into a wall, knocking him out once more.
     Now, it is only me and the scruffy agent. He holds his stick in the air and his hand protectively in front of himself.
     "Woah, Stark," he pants. "I just want you to know, M, this isn't personal."
     On the last word, he throws his arm in the air to hit me with the stick. I catch both of his arms and he still hits me in the stomach with the stick. I listen to it shock me and I wince, trying not to show my weakness to the man.
     I quickly try to punch him, sending him back. He takes my arm, which is in the air, and sticks the stick onto my stomach again. I knee him in the groin and punch him. He and the stick fly into the glass, shattering it and knocking him out.
     "It kind of feels personal," I hiss, panting heavily.
     I kick the shield up, catching it on my arm. I slash a handle off of my wrist and move to press the button on the elevator. It opens and agents are waiting for me outside. They aim their guns at me, causing me to back away.
     "Drop the shield and put your hands in the air," an agent orders.
     I use the shield to swipe the sides of the elevator, making it start to fall. I catch myself on the walls and watch the flashing red lights as I fall. The elevator stops moving between two floors. I use the shield to pry the doors open that peek from the top of the elevator.
     I see agents sprinting down the hallway toward me. I quickly pull the elevator doors closed and stand there. There is nothing I can do - I'm stuck.
     I turn to my right and look down out of the glass. I see the glass roof of a large building that is connected to headquarters.
     "Open up, Stark," a voice echoes, banging on the door. "Get that door open!"
     "No thank you, I don't want any Girl Scout cookies!" I shout.
     "There's no where to go!" a deeper voice yells.
     I step to the left side of the elevator doors and turn to face the opposite side. I ready the shield and begin to run. The shield crashes against the glass, shattering it. I fly through the air, the wind blowing through my hair.
     I hide my entire body behind the shield while I'm still in the air. I crash through more glass and into the building. I hear screams and people running away from me.
     The shield hits the ground and so do I. I grunt and pain fills my entire body. Glass shards fall all around me, some onto my head. I moan and place my right hand on the ground to stand up.
     I avoid the people and run away from the scene.