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3rd Person's Pov

Number 9 closed her eyes and ran through the portal with the cube in her hand.

Feeling a ground underneath her feet, She let go a breath that she didn't know she had held.

She noticed the weight in her hands has disappeared ever since she jumped through the portal.

" Who are you miss?" A familiar voice spoke.

Number 9 opened her eyes and looked towards the source of the voice, Samuel L. Jackson. She would be pretty excited if it wasn't for the eye patch and some people around him aiming guns at her.

Fury sighed and repeated " Who the fuck are you, Brat?"

Number 9 widen her eyes and gaped at them.

" I'm saying this again and I don't like repeating... Who on God's green earth are you, Woman?" Fury said as on of his eyebrows twitched in annoyance.

Number 9 snapped out of her daze and replied " Technically, I don't really have a name.."

One of Fury's eyebrow rose in her sentence and he decided to push further " What do you mean 'You don't have a name'?"

" Well.. I've been an experiment ever since I was born in an organisation called HARDY, but they call me Number 9" Number 9 stated casually, Like it's a normal thing to say.

" HARDY?" Fury asked, because that's the only one that matters to him.

" Oh it's okay... I hacked into their system and destroyed their head quarters before I escaped into a.... portal, I guess, and here I am.." Number 9 waved her hand.

" Uh... So Samuel... What's up with them?" Number 9 said, gesturing the people around him , immediately noticing a few familiar faces.

The other agents were confused as Fury furrowed his eyebrows " Who the fuck is Samuel? It's you that somehow appeared here out of a blue Portal" Fury crossed his arms.

" Uh.. you?" Number 9 said, gesturing her hand to Fury like it's very obvious.

" I don't ever remember my name being 'Samuel' " Fury said in annoyance.

Number 9 tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion " Huh? Aren't you Samuel L. Jackson? The actor that starred Nick Fury?"

That confused Fury " What?! You're fucking delusional miss, I am Nick Fury" Fury was furious because the girl was claiming that he was this 'Samuel' person.

Number 9 stared at Fury, searching for any sign of lying before her expression turned into bewilderment " ....Wait for real?"

Fury didn't reply instead he just stood there, crossing his arms with a serious face.

Number 9's shocked face then turned into one that can be identified as excitement before she squealed while jumping around, the first real joy that she had ever felt but she really liked it.

Though this sudden movement alerted the agents and readied their weapons to shoot before Fury stopped them " Stand down" Fury said in a threatening manner warning that they will be punished if anyone ignored his order.

" But sir-" One of the agents holding a bow and arrow protests just as he was stopped by his partner.

She put a hand on his shoulder and shook her head.

While that was happening, Number 9 was still jumping happily like a kid that just met Santa.

Though that was quickly stopped by Fury when he cleared his throat and gained her attention.

Number 9 stopped when realized what she was doing and immediately felt her face become warmer in embarrassment " Ah Sorry Fury..."

Fury squinted his eye at that " I don't know what you're talking about before, missy but you need to come with me... We can do this the easy way or the hard way" Fury said.

Number 9 blinked " Uh.. Sure , I don't even know what I'd do anyway" She shrugged and walked towards Fury.

This shocked Fury for a second before he regained his composure and started to walk towards the interrogation room.

While on her way, she was asked to her over her bag which she obliged.

In the Interrogation room

Number 9 wasn't interrogated by Fury, instead she was interrogated non other than Agent Phil Coulson.

When he walked in, a glint of recognition appeared in her eyes and her mind played the scene where Agent Phil was stabbed by Loki.

' I will not ever let you get stabbed , Phil!' Number 9 thought with determination in her eyes.

Agent Phil sat infront of her " So... uh Number 9?" He asked, not knowing what to call her.

" Yeah sure.. Why the hell not" She said, smiling in amusement.

" Oh okay , Lets begin shall we?" Phil said, smiling.

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