Romanoff, Barton & S.H.I.E.L.D Chapter 3 – Aerial Attack

Hello, it’s time for another Fan Fiction Friday. If  you want to see the previous chapter click here and if you want to see the first chapter click here. Enjoy 😉

“Hello, this is your captain speaking. We reached the half-way point of our journey. We should be landing in approximately 1 and a half hours. Please keep your seat-belts fastened,” echoed the pilot’s voice in the plane. Everybody thought that this was just a normal plane flight. None of them knew that they were going to die withing the next 2 minutes.

Just then, a man got up from his seat. He had a long mustache and and there was a big leather hat on his head. The man placed his suitcase in the middle of the aisle and everybody was staring at him. He opened his suitcase and took something out. It was a golden sword. Everyone was terrified. A steward walked up to him. The man killed the steward making a hole in his stomach with sword. At this point the only thong that could be hear was screaming and chaos.

If you looked at the man’s face carefully, you would see that it was gradually shifting. Eventually, his face changed completely and the mustache disappeared. It changed into the face of a certain Norse Trickster God.

*****

“Wow, wow, wow!” said Hunter waving his arms around dramatically. He was arguing with Bobbi, as usual. “A terrorist attack on the plane? Okay, so what? A few people will probably be injured, but the US Air Force will handle him, right? Anyway how many of them is there? Just one! One crazy psycho with a sword! That’s it. It isn’t a job for S.H.I.E.L.D!”  Agent Morse didn’t know how to answer this.

     “Listen, Lance! The plane is only 100 kilometers away from The Bus. The Air Force might not be able to make it in time. We will be able to make it.” Both of them were quiet for a moment.

      “Let’s go ask the director,” said Lance.

*****

Lance Hunter, Barbara Morse, Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff were gathered around a hospital bed. Phil Coulson was lying on it. He was in pain. He could barely move. The part of him that weren’t covered with bandages were covered with scratches, bruises and blood.

    “We thought you were dead…” began Clint. Phillip opened his mouth to answer but Bobbi stopped him.

     “Don’t bother, Sir,” she said. “They already know.”

lance and bobbi
Lance Hunter & Barbara (Bobbi) Morse

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