3rd persons P.O.V

Director Fury and Agent Ingly stood stood in a darkened room, with four plasma screen TV's in front of them and a control panel off to the left. A bleeping echoed through the room and the four screens lit up to reveal three men and a woman, shadows cast over their faces.

"Director Fury. Agent Ingly." One of the men nodded (he'll be one). The two people dressed in leather nodded back slightly.

"So what's this about another three members to your 'team'?" Another man questioned (two).

"Actually Sir it is now only two, the third is with a hostile force." Fury replied.

"So there's another enemy running the street of America?" The third male asked (three).

"Yes and she's taken Loki with her" Jamelah replied.

"She? Our new enemy is a girl?" The woman asked.

"All the new prodigies were girls, all sixteen years olds from England" Fury replied. The four council members went quiet.

"With all due respect they haven't declared war." Jamelah spoke up, breaking the tense silence.

"That doesn't matter Agent Ingly, they could declare war at anytime." One snapped.

"And we still have a defence team" Fury pretty much spat out, defending his young intern.

"The Avengers?" Two scoffed.

"And the new prodigies" Fury nodded.

"The band of freaks that you put together when Loki declared war?" The woman questioned, disgust lacing her words.

"The very same" Agent Ingly voiced.

"You are not sending them out again, it was bad enough last time." Three said.

"Yes your band of merry freaks destroyed the city while stopping Loki last time." One reminded the Director.

"They aren't freak, they are our response team. At the moment they are all we have after phase two collapsed." Fury said finally before cutting the call off.