Gunfire tore through the corridor, loud and chaotic, bullets sparking off the walls as the helicarrier lurched.

You ducked instinctively, heart hammering, hands shaking as you raised your wrist. First real fight. Perfect timing.

A repulsor blast carved a line through the smoke.

Tony Stark dropped in front of you, armor already taking hits. “Wow,” he said flatly. “I leave for five minutes and SHIELD starts handing out child-sized clearance badges.”

“I was told to wait in my room,” you said, breath uneven. “This feels like a technicality.”

Another burst of fire. Tony shifted, blocking it. “Comforting,” he muttered, “is definitely not in the cards.”

You triggered your device.

A sharp electromagnetic pulse rippled out. Agents’ rifles stuttered, HUDs blinking dead.

So did Tony’s suit.

“Of course,” he snapped as his stabilizers glitched. “Did the teenager just fry my suit?”

“Short range,” you said quickly. “Nonlethal. Mostly. Sorry.”

Natasha slid into view, taking down an agent with a swift kick. “This is the kid Fury trained,” she said, gesturing at you. “Good with tech, deadly with a blade. SHIELD contingency in action. Keep them alive.”

Tony stared. “Of course. My first fight on a flying aircraft carrier and the contingency is… a kid.”

The deck buckled again. Natasha glanced toward the next corridor. “I’m going to go find Banner. Cover our six.”

Before you could reply, she was gone, leaving you and Tony behind a bulkhead as more gunfire rang out.

Tony planted himself firmly in front of you, repulsors glowing, tone sharp. “Alright, mini-genius,” he said, dry and sarcastic, “try not to fry anything else I’m wearing.“

He turned forwards, sighing- “And Fury and I are having a long sit down once this is over..”