I landed on the roof of Stark Towers, and I folded up my wings. I went back down to the main level, and I walked through the door. Only to my surprise I saw Tony, with his arms crossed, waiting for me. “Max…where were you?” He asked me. Usually Tony asked me this the next morning, but I guess I woke him up.
“I was filling out a job that needed to be done, that’s all…” I said, as I undid my braid, and let it out.

“Who was the job for?” He asked.

“I do not know all of my clients personally…” I said. He smirked,

“Keeping yourself anonymous, are you?” He asked me. I nodded.

“Of course I am, after all. No one would suspect that Iron Man’s baby sister would be a threat, let alone an assassin…” I smirked. He leaned over ruffled my hair. I gave him a death like stare, and he laughed.

“Get some sleep now. Your job is done for tonight…” I stretched, and when I did, my wings opened up, almost smacking Tony in the face. I laughed, as he spat out a few black feathers.

“So what’s your ‘name?’ then?” He asked me. I smiled, for I was pretty proud of my name,

“Saoirse (Seer-sha) Rayna Felicity Blair…” I answered. His forehead furrowed in confusion,

“One more time…?” He asked. I laughed.

“Saoirse (Seer-sha) Rayna Felicity Blair…” I repeated, slowly this time. He smiled.

“Very nice, now off to bed Maxine…” I glared at him, but he was the only one who was allowed to call me Maxine.

“Night big brother…” I said, sleepily. I pecked him on the cheek, before I walked into my room. I changed into my pajamas, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was fast asleep.

Fury’s Point of View

I had just received word, that there was a new threat on our radar, so I asked Agent Coulsen to go get Natasha, and Clint. A few moments later, Natasha walked into the room, and sat down. A few minutes after, Clint walked in with Coulsen.

“Barton…thank you for coming…Have a seat…” He nodded, as he sat down beside Natasha.

“If I may ask, why did you call us here, now?”

“Because I am informing you of our newest threat…” I placed two files in front of both of them.

“This is our threat?” Natasha asked.

“There is much, much more to this girl then what meets the eye. Last night, she killed a senator, and a handful of his best trained guards. You already have her file, but I am going to give you an overview, so that you can leave as soon as possible…” I turned to face a holographic screen that instantly brought up her information.

“Barton…Romanoff, I would like you to meet Fang. She has many names for herself. Maximum Fang, Fang, or even Green Arrow. Her real name is Saoirse Rayna Felicity Blair…Her first kill was not the Senator however…but that is not why she has struck up our attention. The reason being is that, according to one of the guards that was left alive, he said that she jumped from the window. But she never hit the ground, so she obviously has some sort of transportation. You must find her, and bring her back to base, alive…for now. Are you both in?”

Barton and Romanoff both looked back the girl’s face, and they nodded. They both stood up, and they were about to leave. “I strongly suggest that you both leave after dark, for that is one pattern that we managed to pick up about her. She always attacks at night…” They both nodded, and they walked away.

Clint’s Point of View

I headed back to my room to suit up. That girl’s face was still racing through my mind. I had seen her before, but she went by a different name. Why did she look so familiar? Calm down, Clint. It’s just another mission. It’s just another mission. But why did she look so familiar to me?

Notes

You have no idea what it was like to fear for your life every night, hoping that you would live to see the next morning. Each day was a living hell! ~Max