At the same time Hermione receives her reward for being the best assassin of her age, for doing her mission perfectly with her colleague, another party is having a meeting.

In a dark room surrounded with metallic walls, a few men and women sit in as they watch a video playing on a big screen on the wall in front of them. The big flat TV flickers by every scene that changes. Dush of punch and screams and groans of men echo through the speakers. While watching, they grimace with how easy the heroine in the video kills men that surround her. At the same time, they feel impressed -- if not scared -- with the skill the heroine has.

They're Avengers. They can't be scared.

Far back at the table -- who is the only person watching the video without having to turn his chair -- is Director Fury. His one good eye stare at the TV emotionless, observing every move the heroine acts. He looks boring at the same time, as if the footage is some kind of a movie that he could predict what's going to happen next.

On Fury's right, sit a bulky man, Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America. His eyes focus on the dark brown-haired girl the heroine, thinking the actual reason why his boss wants them to see it. Well, maybe he could guess that his next mission is to capture her, but why, really? While they're watching the footage, Fury can explain but he's not.

If they are ordered to sit based on their rank -- though they do not have any ranks here, not like they're a police or something -- Natasha sits beside Captain. She is, too, watching the footage with a slight confusion though she could guess where this meeting will lead to. Seems like they're the only people who were called in for the meeting with another two extras: Wanda Maximoff and Tony Stark, who are sitting opposite Steve and Natasha.

While the rest are having Avengers training somewhere in the headquarter, Steve, Natasha, Wanda and Tony didn't even have a clue why they're watching the fighting footage between a young girl and her enemies. Fury hadn't brief them.

The sound of "Oh God" coming from the video makes Tony's hair stands. There's something in that voice that Tony Stark can't make himself watch the footage. There's something ticks in him. He feels as if there's a connection between him and the dark brown-haired girl on the screen. And he somehow knows Fury will try his best to convince him for the upcoming mission. By the way, his heart ache, too; he can't stand watching the girl fighting without defense.

After a few moments of silence, Tony, being the impatient guy he is, finally opens his mouth.

"Why are we watching this?" he turns and asks Fury. All eyes on the dark-skinned man.

"To show you your next mission, if it's still not obvious," he answers.

The footage is still playing, people grunting, punching and panting still echoing in the room.

Tony rolls his eyes. "Can you just tell us what we're after, already? I don't have all day to watch that stupid video."

"Watch your mouth, Stark," Steve warns quickly. "It's not stupid if Fury wants us to watch it first before he briefs us anything about our mission."

"He's right," Natasha agrees, followed by a nod and a 'yeah' from Wanda.

Tony glares at Natasha for intervening the conversation between him and Steve. If this isn't a serious matter, he would argue. But he knows better than that. "Whatever," he mutters. He then turns back to Fury. "So Fury?"

Fury can't go straight to the point without looking at his team one by one as if observing them. It's his habit. With his one good eye, he would let his eye wander to every face in front of him, as if searching the sincerity and braveness in them for the mission as a superhero. After he's satisfied with what he sees -- and no one what knows what's that -- he let out a sigh and opens his mouth.

"Lately, we've been receiving a report from the police that there have been murders of VIPs around the world. It, at least, happens once a week. I'd say most of them who're dead were businessmen or a traitor, I don't care." He mumbles, "Because I myself sometimes glad that those businessmen die because of their lack of manner." Fury rolls his eyes to himself, unaware the burning stare from Tony as he accuses about businessmen.

"So what's the problem?" Wanda asks, now feels Tony's irritation as Fury drags on.

Fury shoots a glare towards Ms Maximoff. But as soon as he realises what the girl possessed, he quickly turns away and continues. "The problem is, they do not know who killed them. Witnesses cannot explain how it happens. Got some manipulations from close people of the deads that the reason they died is because over jealousy, money, assets, women. Either way, now that's not what I'm concerned about. Civilians. They are in fear. They're afraid of what happened; afraid that they will be the killer's next target, who knows.

"But I know this killer isn't killing anyone except ordered because she is just an assassin." Everybody including Fury looking at Natasha. "And I am sure as hell we can take her down."

"She?" asks Rogers, an eyebrow raised.

"Can't connect the dots?" Fury looks back at him with his eyebrow raised in a mock. He points his finger to the screen.

"Whoa, wait, let me ... let me clear these things up," Tony speaks up. Wanda, who sits beside him, keeps quiet and only listens to the elders talking. "This girl on the TV is an assassin that you want us to catch?"

"Like that, yes," Fury answers.

"It's too easy for me. I thought both only Captain and Widow can handle it?" Stark questions again cockily, unsatisfy with the reason he's there in the meeting room. See, there's a lot going on in Tony Stark's mind. So being here, he feels like it's wasting his time.

"I am not saying that Cap and Natasha aren't capable, but this girl," Fury points the now-paused footage, "is skilled. She has enough trainings to be the best assassin of her age, that's what I heard and believe so. She's a wit and could get out of your grasp in a blink of an eye so I thought the more people there the merrier."

"What?" Tony is baffled.

"Tony, you have to believe Fury," Natasha advises her friend. "I've been through it," she glances at the young girl on the paused footage, "it's really hard to catch a trained assassin alone. She has every way to trick a person."

"Yeah, I think Fury's right, too," Wanda speaks for the first time. "She does look lethal. One mistake you make she would disappear from your eyes just like that. And there's something in her, Tony, that you do not want to miss her in this mission." Wanda looks at Tony with a look that he cannot comprehend.

Meanwhile, Tony looks at Wanda in disbelief, puzzled with what she said. He opens his mouth to say something. However, nothing comes out of his mouth, how unlikely of him. Everybody in the room seems surprised, but never say anything to make it an issue. Plus, it's not his first time seem in a trance like that.

"Now, Tony," Fury speaks breaking his thought. "Whether you want it or not you have been assigned to this mission."

"What the hell?" Tony curses. "I didn't say that I agree?"

"'Whether you like it or not,' Tony," Fury reminds him the word he said that means he totally cannot get away from it.

"No," Tony replies sternly. "I have better things to do back in my lab than to capture this stupid assassin." He ignores how Natasha and Steve are sharply glaring at him. But if he does, though, he doesn't care.

"If this changes your mind, Stark, you're going to a concert," Fury says. "In fact, all four of you will." The Director pauses, wanting to see his team's reaction.

"Concert?" Natasha looks excited.

"What concert?" Steve asks, seems excited, too, wishing it's one of the concert from the band back in his era.

"What's a concert?" Wanda looks confused as she never heard the word before. Or she maybe had but never knew what it's like.

"Really? A concert?" Tony teases. "Out of the things in this world, out of what I am passioante about, you're asking me to a concert to catch this little girl?" Tony's eyebrow raised. His voice mocking. His big brown eyes stare at Fury's boring one. "Come on, man! You better say it's AC/DC."

For a short moment, Natasha feels like she wants to burst out laughing her ass off. Tony is the pain the ass, but he has the humour no one could ever give to her.

Fury doesn't know what to remark. He's too tired and too busy to keep up with Tony's sarcasm. Instead of barking back, he continues explaining the details about their mission.

"Listen," Fury begins. "This girl goes by the name of Hermione. It's not her real name. Our agents had worked their fucking ass off to look for her real name, but couldn't find one. Whoever she's working for, they must be very smart."

"Where does she live? Her parents?" Wanda asks. Somewhere in her heart, she feels sympathy towards the girl.

"Her sanctuary is also sealed. The only thing we got is that she has been an orphan since she's ten, was sent into an orphanage and was adopted by a man named Arnold Rooster. All these happened when she as young as she was ten. I guess she's been trained as an assassin since."

Again, Tony feels his stomach ties up into a knot. A sudden dizzy and neusea hit him. Though he still act so cool like nothing happens to him. He realises the more he hear abous this, makes him going more crazy. The longer he sits there, he knows the dizziness will get even more worse. With an urge, he says, "Can you please hurry, director. I have an emergency meeting with Pepper in an hour," he lies.

Fury nods curtly. "Arnold Rooster is dead, unfortunately. We all don't know where she lives, as I said, and who she lives with. Nothing. But back to the mission: these are One Direction concert tickets," Fury pushes four small rectangular papers. "One for each of you. The concert will be held in Madison Square Garden and I want you to be there on time. Dress like a teenage girls and boys. Have fun all you want -- because I heard that the songs are good -- but make sure you capture our target. The rest ... all set."

All four of them look at Director Fury in confusion.

"What do you mean 'the rest are all set?'" Rogers asks. Whatever Fury is up to, he knows he won't agree.

"What I mean is, you go to the concert and capture Hermione and what happens other than that is none of your business."

"Are you fucking crazy?" Tony asks.

"You're saying that there's other mission aside from our mission?" Natasha asks. She also looks angry with Fury's plan.

"That's not important," Fury states through his greeted teeth. "You just do your job and my other agents will do theirs. You won't understand it until it happen. So, for now, you can leave."

"Fury," Natasha warns.

"You know, Natasha," Fury tells. "Once you get involve with an assassin there must have others who get involve. I promise there'll be no blood. I am just capturing those boyband-"

"You capturing the boys?!" Not that the rest agree with Fury but Natasha and Tony are the only ones going furious since the rest do not know who One Direction is. Well, good for Tony that the boys' song come out of the radio in his car while he's driving and Natasha just loves the 21st century songs.

"What, what is happening? What's with the boys?" Steve Rogers go panic while Wanda looks still. She's trying to look into Fury's mind.

"Look, Fury. If you want us to catch that girl, I don't mind at all. She's an assassin; she's dangerous. Everyone is afraid of her existence just like how I was. And I understand why you want her. But the boys?" Natasha is now standing. Her hands planted on the table to support her body.

"I know why I do it," Fury noted. "If something happen in the concert, I want to make sure that they didn't tell anybody about our presence at the concert. This time, I don't want us to be the headline of the news."

"You're being unreasonable, Nick." Steve shakes his head.

"Nick..." Natasha can't help but to feel stupid with Fury's plan.

"Whatever happens; whatever reason you're holding on to," Tony says with a stern voice. "I am not going."