chosen_one386
Angel of Chaos
This story is rated PG-13. Contains crossovers with Suits, Breaking Bad, and Merlin.
Part One
Chapter One
The first thing they noticed about this particular part of the helicarrier was that very, very few agents were roaming the halls. Only two had been counted so far by the small group making their way to one of the main interview rooms in the very bowels of the ship. Fury had told them that this particular member of the initiative needed convincing to take part…and was considered highly volatile, as if he or she would explode at any moment.
They had not been briefed on this particular member of the team. As Coulson led them through the twisting and turning passageways, it seemed as if the air was growing more and more ominous.
Finally, they reached their destination. Semi-dramatically, Coulson turned to them, giving each a serious look. “Let me do the talking at first. Then, I’ll leave you alone to speak with her yourselves.”
Well, that was at least one mystery solved, they thought to themselves. The steel doors displayed no handles, knobs, or slides. Only a four-digit passkey entered by Coulson could open the entrance. A few looks were exchanged between them. Whoever was inside…SHIELD wanted to keep inside until further notice.
The room inside was dark and empty, save for one table and one chair on the far side. A small light swung from the ceiling, reminding one of the lights used in old-style interrogation rooms…ones that could be swung into someone’s face.
Sitting on the table, her eyes closed, was a young woman somewhere around twenty years of age. Her golden blonde hair reached down her back and slid over her shoulders like a river. She was dressed in all dark colors: A grey t-shirt, black pants, and black boots. A simple silver belt was draped over her hips, providing the only light in her wardrobe.
Coulson turned from the girl back to the small group, amazed by the range of reactions. Rogers was simply confused, the look on his face betraying his mind processing how important this girl could be. Banner seemed to recognize her, but hadn’t expected her to be there. Barton seemed the least surprised of the group, which was to be expected, since he knew exactly who she was and had known her for years. Thor instantly recognized her and seemed extremely shocked. But the expression that surprised Coulson the most was Stark’s. He seemed...angry for all of a few moments before he caught the agent studying him. The anger disappeared from his eyes so swiftly that Coulson almost swore he had imagined it.
Turning back to the girl, he wondered why she hadn’t responded to the entrance of the group. “Kat, you have a few…visitors.” Somehow, that word seemed extremely strange when applied to them. A few moments of silence passed. He cleared his throat. “Um…Kat?” Silence still reigned. Rogers frowned and tilted his head. They looked around at each other, all of them hearing the music. Coulson sighed and reached over to pull the earphones out of Kat’s ears. She immediately opened her eyes, which were the brightest shade of blue any of them had ever seen.
“Oh…sorry,” she mumbled, digging an iPhone out of her pocket and pressing a few buttons on it. She placed it on the table beside her, turning back to study the people in front of her. “Is this them?” She leaned around Coulson to get a better look.
“Yes. Director Fury said to play nice.”
She smirked. “Don’t worry, I will.”
“Good.” He turned back to the group. “Well…good luck.” And with that, he was gone. The door slammed shut behind him. It was a few more moments before Kat said anything.
“So…this is the Avengers Initiative?” She nodded her head. “Interesting. Why did Fury send you here?”
“To convince you to join us,” Barton replied.
“Fine then.” She leaned back, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Convince me.”
“Can we get a little background information first?” Banner asked.
“What?”
“We don’t even know your name.”
“Quamachi,” Thor breathed. “It has been many years.”
“I’m sorry I don’t remember you…I go by Kat now.”
Stark raised one eyebrow. “Kat?”
“Yes.”
“Just Kat?”
“Just Kat.”
“You don’t have a last name?”
“Nope. I was never given one.”
“Is there anything else we should know?” Rogers asked.
“What? They didn’t brief you on me?” Kat asked.
“No…” He said, a confused look on his face.
“That’s funny…because I was briefed on every one of you. Hmm…I know Barton. Let’s see…” She turned to Rogers. “Steve Rogers, a.k.a., Captain America. The superhuman who fought for America in the second World War until you crashed a plane into the Artic and froze for seven decades. You were recently found by an exploratory team and unfrozen. Welcome to the twenty-first century.”
She turned to Banner. “I’m sure we’ve seen each other around campus a few times. You just don’t realize it.”
“I’m sorry?”
“You’ve taught a few classes at Georgia Tech the past few years. I go there.”
“You’re a BME student?”
“How did you know that?” She asked, tilting her head.
“I think I remember seeing you in the biotech quad once or twice.”
She nodded. “I guess few students there know that you’re the Hulk.”
He ducked his head. “I guess so.”
“I know you’re Thor Odinson…and we’ve apparently met.”
“A long time ago and on Asgard, Quamachi…” Thor started reverently.
“Kat,” she corrected.
“Kat?”
“Kat,” she said in a more firm voice. “It’s short for Katharine.”
“Well, at least we have a name,” Banner muttered to Rogers.
“Half of a name at least.”
“And…wait…let me guess…last, but certainly not least, Tony Stark, a.k.a. Iron Man. Most of the students at my school are obsessed with you.”
“I’m flattered you think so highly of me,” Stark said.
“I said most, not all,” Kat replied.
“Ouch…”
“Anyway, I’m not really interested in joining the Initiative. I just want to be free to leave.”
“Free?” Rogers asked.
“SHIELD has pretty much watched my every move for my entire life. Coulson was assigned as my agent when I was a kid…as kind of my guardian, since my parents died when I was young. He’s the only decent agent around here other than Barton.”
“So you want your freedom?” Stark asked.
“That’s correct.”
“If we can get SHIELD to grant you your freedom, would you join us?”
She thought about that for a few moments. “Perhaps...”
“It is your duty,” Thor interjected strongly.
“Come again?”
“It is your duty as protector of the Earth to join us in the fight against the army of shadow.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not the protector of the Earth right now.”
“You are always the protector!”
“Wait, I’m confused…” Rogers said.
“Kat is Quamachi, otherwise known as the Chosen One, the legendary protector of the Earth,” Barton explained.
“Well, thanks for clearing her secret identity up,” Stark said.
“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m going through a reincarnation cycle right now. I’m mortal…I’m not the protector…”
“The legends say you still are,” Thor protested.
Kat shot him a searing look, the effect amplified by her electrifyingly blue eyes. Although she claimed to be mortal, at that moment she looked every inch the protector of the Earth that she supposedly was. As the two legends lapsed into a staring contest, the other members of the Avengers Initiative tried to deal with the knowledge they were just given. Rogers and Banner seemed to be completely out of the loop. Stark lapsed back into his angry-face, which still confused the hell out of the others. Barton observed the staring contest with a slightly amused look on his face. He had known Kat for half her life. She was the most intimidating person he knew…and he knew many, many intimidating people.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kat sat back and pushed her golden hair out of her eyes. “Fine. I’ll join the Initiative…IF you can guarantee in writing my freedom from SHIELD after our mission is finished.”
“Done,” Stark said almost instantly, not allowing any of the other Avengers to even speak his mind on the subject. The rest of them exchanged confused glances, but finally decided to go with it. Thor seemed pleased with this, the angry look disappearing from his face.
“Great,” she said a bit cheerfully as she jumped down off of the table. “Now, let’s go see Fury.”
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“A written agreement that she’s free from SHIELD?” Fury asked, raising his eyebrows.
“Yeah, don’t you think she’s already earned that?” Stark asked, giving him a knowing look.
“The Council isn’t going to like this.”
“The Council isn’t going to like many things about the Initiative.”
“Fine. She’ll be granted freedom. And consider her the leader of the Initiative.”
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The next day, a meeting was called for the Initiative inside one of the deepest rooms in the base. It was occupied by one large table and a display screen. Kat was the last Avenger to show up.
“Our fearless leader is late,” Stark commented as she sat down beside him.
She shot him a glare. “Believe me, I’m not too excited about being named leader.”
“I don’t remember us taking a vote on who would be leader,” Cap complained.
“This is a team, not a country…” Banner started.
“We should have still been asked to vote.”
“Okay then, who would you have voted leader?”
Cap squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. “Thor, since he knows so much about the enemy we’re facing.”
“As the Protector of the Earth, it is Quamachi’s job to lead any forces that intend to defend this planet,” Thor answered.
“Kat,” Kat corrected him.
“What?”
“I go by Kat now.”
“Just Kat?”
“Just Kat.”
“Wow…we’re not going to get anywhere if the only demi-god amongst us keeps running around in mental circles,” Stark muttered.
“Where is Fury?” Barton asked.
“That’s a good question…” Kat muttered, getting up and crossing over to the only door in the room. “I’ll go and find…” She tried to turn the handle and froze.
“If the great Protector of the Earth can’t open a door, I don’t feel very secure right now,” Stark said.
“It’s locked…” She murmured, staring at it. “Really? Are you kidding me?” She tried the handle again, then banged on the door. “Hello?!”
“I don’t think that’s going to work…” Banner muttered.
“What do you mean?”
“Well…” he shrugged, holding up a simple white sheet of paper with black letters printed on it. “This says that we’re locked in here for the next twelve hours so as to better familiarize ourselves with our teammates.”
Part One
Chapter One
The first thing they noticed about this particular part of the helicarrier was that very, very few agents were roaming the halls. Only two had been counted so far by the small group making their way to one of the main interview rooms in the very bowels of the ship. Fury had told them that this particular member of the initiative needed convincing to take part…and was considered highly volatile, as if he or she would explode at any moment.
They had not been briefed on this particular member of the team. As Coulson led them through the twisting and turning passageways, it seemed as if the air was growing more and more ominous.
Finally, they reached their destination. Semi-dramatically, Coulson turned to them, giving each a serious look. “Let me do the talking at first. Then, I’ll leave you alone to speak with her yourselves.”
Well, that was at least one mystery solved, they thought to themselves. The steel doors displayed no handles, knobs, or slides. Only a four-digit passkey entered by Coulson could open the entrance. A few looks were exchanged between them. Whoever was inside…SHIELD wanted to keep inside until further notice.
The room inside was dark and empty, save for one table and one chair on the far side. A small light swung from the ceiling, reminding one of the lights used in old-style interrogation rooms…ones that could be swung into someone’s face.
Sitting on the table, her eyes closed, was a young woman somewhere around twenty years of age. Her golden blonde hair reached down her back and slid over her shoulders like a river. She was dressed in all dark colors: A grey t-shirt, black pants, and black boots. A simple silver belt was draped over her hips, providing the only light in her wardrobe.
Coulson turned from the girl back to the small group, amazed by the range of reactions. Rogers was simply confused, the look on his face betraying his mind processing how important this girl could be. Banner seemed to recognize her, but hadn’t expected her to be there. Barton seemed the least surprised of the group, which was to be expected, since he knew exactly who she was and had known her for years. Thor instantly recognized her and seemed extremely shocked. But the expression that surprised Coulson the most was Stark’s. He seemed...angry for all of a few moments before he caught the agent studying him. The anger disappeared from his eyes so swiftly that Coulson almost swore he had imagined it.
Turning back to the girl, he wondered why she hadn’t responded to the entrance of the group. “Kat, you have a few…visitors.” Somehow, that word seemed extremely strange when applied to them. A few moments of silence passed. He cleared his throat. “Um…Kat?” Silence still reigned. Rogers frowned and tilted his head. They looked around at each other, all of them hearing the music. Coulson sighed and reached over to pull the earphones out of Kat’s ears. She immediately opened her eyes, which were the brightest shade of blue any of them had ever seen.
“Oh…sorry,” she mumbled, digging an iPhone out of her pocket and pressing a few buttons on it. She placed it on the table beside her, turning back to study the people in front of her. “Is this them?” She leaned around Coulson to get a better look.
“Yes. Director Fury said to play nice.”
She smirked. “Don’t worry, I will.”
“Good.” He turned back to the group. “Well…good luck.” And with that, he was gone. The door slammed shut behind him. It was a few more moments before Kat said anything.
“So…this is the Avengers Initiative?” She nodded her head. “Interesting. Why did Fury send you here?”
“To convince you to join us,” Barton replied.
“Fine then.” She leaned back, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Convince me.”
“Can we get a little background information first?” Banner asked.
“What?”
“We don’t even know your name.”
“Quamachi,” Thor breathed. “It has been many years.”
“I’m sorry I don’t remember you…I go by Kat now.”
Stark raised one eyebrow. “Kat?”
“Yes.”
“Just Kat?”
“Just Kat.”
“You don’t have a last name?”
“Nope. I was never given one.”
“Is there anything else we should know?” Rogers asked.
“What? They didn’t brief you on me?” Kat asked.
“No…” He said, a confused look on his face.
“That’s funny…because I was briefed on every one of you. Hmm…I know Barton. Let’s see…” She turned to Rogers. “Steve Rogers, a.k.a., Captain America. The superhuman who fought for America in the second World War until you crashed a plane into the Artic and froze for seven decades. You were recently found by an exploratory team and unfrozen. Welcome to the twenty-first century.”
She turned to Banner. “I’m sure we’ve seen each other around campus a few times. You just don’t realize it.”
“I’m sorry?”
“You’ve taught a few classes at Georgia Tech the past few years. I go there.”
“You’re a BME student?”
“How did you know that?” She asked, tilting her head.
“I think I remember seeing you in the biotech quad once or twice.”
She nodded. “I guess few students there know that you’re the Hulk.”
He ducked his head. “I guess so.”
“I know you’re Thor Odinson…and we’ve apparently met.”
“A long time ago and on Asgard, Quamachi…” Thor started reverently.
“Kat,” she corrected.
“Kat?”
“Kat,” she said in a more firm voice. “It’s short for Katharine.”
“Well, at least we have a name,” Banner muttered to Rogers.
“Half of a name at least.”
“And…wait…let me guess…last, but certainly not least, Tony Stark, a.k.a. Iron Man. Most of the students at my school are obsessed with you.”
“I’m flattered you think so highly of me,” Stark said.
“I said most, not all,” Kat replied.
“Ouch…”
“Anyway, I’m not really interested in joining the Initiative. I just want to be free to leave.”
“Free?” Rogers asked.
“SHIELD has pretty much watched my every move for my entire life. Coulson was assigned as my agent when I was a kid…as kind of my guardian, since my parents died when I was young. He’s the only decent agent around here other than Barton.”
“So you want your freedom?” Stark asked.
“That’s correct.”
“If we can get SHIELD to grant you your freedom, would you join us?”
She thought about that for a few moments. “Perhaps...”
“It is your duty,” Thor interjected strongly.
“Come again?”
“It is your duty as protector of the Earth to join us in the fight against the army of shadow.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not the protector of the Earth right now.”
“You are always the protector!”
“Wait, I’m confused…” Rogers said.
“Kat is Quamachi, otherwise known as the Chosen One, the legendary protector of the Earth,” Barton explained.
“Well, thanks for clearing her secret identity up,” Stark said.
“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m going through a reincarnation cycle right now. I’m mortal…I’m not the protector…”
“The legends say you still are,” Thor protested.
Kat shot him a searing look, the effect amplified by her electrifyingly blue eyes. Although she claimed to be mortal, at that moment she looked every inch the protector of the Earth that she supposedly was. As the two legends lapsed into a staring contest, the other members of the Avengers Initiative tried to deal with the knowledge they were just given. Rogers and Banner seemed to be completely out of the loop. Stark lapsed back into his angry-face, which still confused the hell out of the others. Barton observed the staring contest with a slightly amused look on his face. He had known Kat for half her life. She was the most intimidating person he knew…and he knew many, many intimidating people.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kat sat back and pushed her golden hair out of her eyes. “Fine. I’ll join the Initiative…IF you can guarantee in writing my freedom from SHIELD after our mission is finished.”
“Done,” Stark said almost instantly, not allowing any of the other Avengers to even speak his mind on the subject. The rest of them exchanged confused glances, but finally decided to go with it. Thor seemed pleased with this, the angry look disappearing from his face.
“Great,” she said a bit cheerfully as she jumped down off of the table. “Now, let’s go see Fury.”
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“A written agreement that she’s free from SHIELD?” Fury asked, raising his eyebrows.
“Yeah, don’t you think she’s already earned that?” Stark asked, giving him a knowing look.
“The Council isn’t going to like this.”
“The Council isn’t going to like many things about the Initiative.”
“Fine. She’ll be granted freedom. And consider her the leader of the Initiative.”
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The next day, a meeting was called for the Initiative inside one of the deepest rooms in the base. It was occupied by one large table and a display screen. Kat was the last Avenger to show up.
“Our fearless leader is late,” Stark commented as she sat down beside him.
She shot him a glare. “Believe me, I’m not too excited about being named leader.”
“I don’t remember us taking a vote on who would be leader,” Cap complained.
“This is a team, not a country…” Banner started.
“We should have still been asked to vote.”
“Okay then, who would you have voted leader?”
Cap squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. “Thor, since he knows so much about the enemy we’re facing.”
“As the Protector of the Earth, it is Quamachi’s job to lead any forces that intend to defend this planet,” Thor answered.
“Kat,” Kat corrected him.
“What?”
“I go by Kat now.”
“Just Kat?”
“Just Kat.”
“Wow…we’re not going to get anywhere if the only demi-god amongst us keeps running around in mental circles,” Stark muttered.
“Where is Fury?” Barton asked.
“That’s a good question…” Kat muttered, getting up and crossing over to the only door in the room. “I’ll go and find…” She tried to turn the handle and froze.
“If the great Protector of the Earth can’t open a door, I don’t feel very secure right now,” Stark said.
“It’s locked…” She murmured, staring at it. “Really? Are you kidding me?” She tried the handle again, then banged on the door. “Hello?!”
“I don’t think that’s going to work…” Banner muttered.
“What do you mean?”
“Well…” he shrugged, holding up a simple white sheet of paper with black letters printed on it. “This says that we’re locked in here for the next twelve hours so as to better familiarize ourselves with our teammates.”