When Agent Arielle Anson gets a new gig with Nick Fury and the Avengers, she's in for something much bigger than she could've ever dreamed of-quite literally. Her brains have gotten her this far, along with her kick ass punches. Arielle is the under...
I blink my tired eyes rapidly as I finish reading over the last page of only my half way point in the binder, placing a hand on my aching forehead to rest my head on. So far I've read everything there is to know about Stark, Romanoff, Barton, Thor, and I'm towards the end of Steve Rogers. I've hardly begun to read all about Dr. Banner. I think that's the most reading I've ever done in one sitting. It feels like my head is going to explode with too much information.
I look up at the clock on the wall to see that it's been hours. Six to be exact. I began around noon and it's now six in the evening. I know everything there is to know about this case:
Viola.
The evil, mind-controlling, powerful, radioactive queen of all experiment-gone-wrong stories. I wonder if this hits home at all with Dr. Banner, considering his condition is from a gamma radiation incident?
Viola is a twenty-something, stunning, mind-controlling manipulator. She has the power to control thoughts, visibility, and she can pass on visions—things she wants you to see; the future. Or sometimes, a fake future. However, she uses all of this to do bad—to have power over everyone. She's left strings of bank robberies, murders, and destruction all in between. She's a huge problem and one that needs to be solved. She's extremely powerful, and that's why Fury's called in the big guns. Her powers have wiped out almost every S.H.I.E.L.D squad Fury has sent after her. She's destroyed ships, aircrafts, and she can move things simply with her mind—it's unreal. Up until now, I've only dealt with human criminals. My job has been pretty semi-normal. Now, I'm onto superhuman enemies. This will be a first for me.
And my position in all of this? Fury needs an extra set of fists on the field, along with my PhD in Radiation Therapy and Biochemical Engineering. Despite my young age of 25, I attended a collegiate high school from 15 years old until 18, and then grad school until the ripe age of 23. I've always been ahead. Dr. Banner and I actually have some things in common. I could be of use to him, I'd what I'm assuming Fury's thought process is. However, if we're gonna be going up against someone as strong as Viola, I'm a bit dry on my physical training. I'll need to improve on that for sure, which was listed as a required activity of my every day routine as an agent here.
I let out a deep sigh as I begin to rub my eyes, the lighting inside of the lab is a bit more dim since the sky is darkening for the evening, and the yellow evening lights light up cozily. I look over at the microscope that sits beside my table, and I begin to examine it. My curiosity defeats my tiredness, per usual.
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A few minutes pass and I become a bit distracted by Bruce's file as I dive deeper into it. I read all about his accident, how it went wrong and why he survived. I read about the nuclear energy that fused with something inside of him that his father caused while experimenting on him as a child. My chest aches at the thought. I notice there's an whopping 3-4 pages dedicated solely to Bruce's birth father, David Banner, and the timeline of their relationship as well as David Banner's whereabouts. It made me think of my father, while no longer among the living, I realize how lucky I am to have had the relationship with him that I did. My mind begins to wander, and I drift into thinking about my own life—why I'm here. I hear the sounds from that day—crashing, screaming, gunshots. I remember smelling the dust in the air. I focus on the smell, in disbelief that I can still conjure it somehow.
