Sharpie-the-World

 “Are you ready?” a voice asked next to you. You turned and nodded to Coulson. You had been paired with Phil for a search and rescue mission. “Ready if you are, sir,” you replied. He gestured to the pilot and opened the door of the helicopter. “Drop zone's down there,” he said, trying to make himself heard over the roar of the wind. “The plan is to stick the landing, swim to shore, grab the target and make our escape before anyone notices that we've been there.” “Is our escape route covered?” you asked. He nodded quickly. “Hill and Barton are standing by.” He grab

You woke up feeling cold and a little bit damp. You sat up, unbearably confused as you took in the cold metal room and your wet pants. Suddenly, you remembered someone grabbing you and you grew frantic. "Mommy?!" you shouted, tears beginning to fall as you realized she couldn't hear you. "MOMMY!" You curled up in a ball and started to cry, not even noticing as the door opened. "Quiet down." a man said in a hushed voice. As he came closer, you saw he had one arm made of metal. "If you keep shouting, the other men will come in. And I don't like them and more than you do. So just be quiet, okay?" You looked up at him curiously. He seemed kind