The Taming of The Badger
The Badger and The Dog
Walking around the S.H.E.I.L.D HQ, Brogan “Badger” Finnigan was passing out all the reports to the agents in her squad. She hated having to do the ‘office’ work. She wanted to be out in the field with the other agents. She loved it out there; the action, the danger, and the thrill of it all just made her feel alive. She was snapped out of her thoughts and back to reality by the sound of her commanding officer’s voice booming across the room.
“Now, I know that the power source is acting up, but do not be alarmed. Dr. Selvig is working on taming the damn thing.” Said General Bates.
“How do we know that it won’t blow up or anything?” an agent named Nathan Gong asked, curiously.
“Well agent that is something we don’t know for sure. However, we need to keep a firm stance and let the science geeks do their job. You are all dismissed.” The General turned on his right heel and marched out
the door.
‘God I hate that guy’ Brogan thought to herself as she got up to walk out the door.
Heading for the training room to practice her trade, she bumped into Katelyn Nixx, a fellow agent above her status. Katelyn is also known by her codename, “K-9,” and she was someone you did not want to cross paths with on a bad day. Though she was a small thing, Katelyn had a fire about her that kept Brogan motivated. Katelyn was like a role model to Brogan, but she would never tell her that. Katelyn’s specialty is knife throwing. She has a special dagger she named Perro and if anyone touches her Perro, they’re dead. Katelyn was everything Brogan wanted to be; Fearless, dangerous, the perfect agent. If only Brogan could just make friends with Katelyn, she’d be one of the happiest people ever. She would be part of the special agent group of S.H.I.E.L.D as well.
“Hey, uhm…?” Katelyn trailed off.
Brogan snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Katelyn.
“Yes, sorry, uhm Brogan. My name is Brogan Finnigan.” She put her hand out for a shake.
Katelyn looked at her hand, smiled, and shook it. “Katelyn Nixx. It’s nice to meet you hun, but I’m sorry I’ve gotta run. Have to practice my knife throwing.” Katelyn went to turn toward the training room.
“Oh! Do you mind if I walk with you? I was just heading that way to do some training, myself.” Brogan smiled.
“Oh sure, what was it again… Brogan? Just try not to get in the way of my target, I’m a fucking amazing shot.” She winked and the two of them walked toward training room.
Upon entering, Brogan took note of the areas set up for different kinds of training. There was an area set up for shooting guns, kickboxing and sparring, and an area for practicing archery. Katelyn and Brogan wandered over to the gun area to practice their shots. Katelyn took aim and shot the target right in the head. However, when Brogan took her shot, she was a little off. Taking her second shot, Brogan shot the target in the chest.
“It’s okay, it takes a couple times to get the perfect aim. Just be careful because every shot you take has a risk of missing.” Katelyn informed her.
“I’m much better at sparring with my claws…” Brogan trailed off.
“Well, let’s go!” Katelyn pulled Brogan to the sparring area and put on all the necessary gear of protection.
Brogan was trained in the basic martial arts, but her specialty includes her tiger claws and firearms, especially her Grand Power K100 Mark 6 Pistol. She loved using her Marky-Mark but she loved her tiger claws most. Sure, you have to get close to someone to use them, but her training in the martial arts helps her with it.
Every time she puts them on she feels the animal inside her awaken, the meaning of her own name, the codename she chose when she joined S.H.I.E.L.D; the badger. She feels alive while wearing her claws, like nothing can stop her. Her claws combined with her gun make her feel like the most dangerous person in the world and she couldn’t be happier.
“Now, I know that the power source is acting up, but do not be alarmed. Dr. Selvig is working on taming the damn thing.” Said General Bates.
“How do we know that it won’t blow up or anything?” an agent named Nathan Gong asked, curiously.
“Well agent that is something we don’t know for sure. However, we need to keep a firm stance and let the science geeks do their job. You are all dismissed.” The General turned on his right heel and marched out
the door.
‘God I hate that guy’ Brogan thought to herself as she got up to walk out the door.
Heading for the training room to practice her trade, she bumped into Katelyn Nixx, a fellow agent above her status. Katelyn is also known by her codename, “K-9,” and she was someone you did not want to cross paths with on a bad day. Though she was a small thing, Katelyn had a fire about her that kept Brogan motivated. Katelyn was like a role model to Brogan, but she would never tell her that. Katelyn’s specialty is knife throwing. She has a special dagger she named Perro and if anyone touches her Perro, they’re dead. Katelyn was everything Brogan wanted to be; Fearless, dangerous, the perfect agent. If only Brogan could just make friends with Katelyn, she’d be one of the happiest people ever. She would be part of the special agent group of S.H.I.E.L.D as well.
“Hey, uhm…?” Katelyn trailed off.
Brogan snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Katelyn.
“Yes, sorry, uhm Brogan. My name is Brogan Finnigan.” She put her hand out for a shake.
Katelyn looked at her hand, smiled, and shook it. “Katelyn Nixx. It’s nice to meet you hun, but I’m sorry I’ve gotta run. Have to practice my knife throwing.” Katelyn went to turn toward the training room.
“Oh! Do you mind if I walk with you? I was just heading that way to do some training, myself.” Brogan smiled.
“Oh sure, what was it again… Brogan? Just try not to get in the way of my target, I’m a fucking amazing shot.” She winked and the two of them walked toward training room.
Upon entering, Brogan took note of the areas set up for different kinds of training. There was an area set up for shooting guns, kickboxing and sparring, and an area for practicing archery. Katelyn and Brogan wandered over to the gun area to practice their shots. Katelyn took aim and shot the target right in the head. However, when Brogan took her shot, she was a little off. Taking her second shot, Brogan shot the target in the chest.
“It’s okay, it takes a couple times to get the perfect aim. Just be careful because every shot you take has a risk of missing.” Katelyn informed her.
“I’m much better at sparring with my claws…” Brogan trailed off.
“Well, let’s go!” Katelyn pulled Brogan to the sparring area and put on all the necessary gear of protection.
Brogan was trained in the basic martial arts, but her specialty includes her tiger claws and firearms, especially her Grand Power K100 Mark 6 Pistol. She loved using her Marky-Mark but she loved her tiger claws most. Sure, you have to get close to someone to use them, but her training in the martial arts helps her with it.
Every time she puts them on she feels the animal inside her awaken, the meaning of her own name, the codename she chose when she joined S.H.I.E.L.D; the badger. She feels alive while wearing her claws, like nothing can stop her. Her claws combined with her gun make her feel like the most dangerous person in the world and she couldn’t be happier.
Notes
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