You were a teen, but not ordinary, you were a thief, a good one at that. You were able to take anything you wanted without getting caught. You had sticky fingers and an act, being able to steal anything no matter what it was. From diamonds to biscuits, you could steal it.

You were sat in biology when your teacher asked you to go see the principal for a reason she didn’t tell you. Kids ‘oohed’ as you picked up your backpack and strolled down the halls, expecting to be seeing the principal ready to talk to you about your lateness.

When you got to the principals office, your principal wasn’t even there. Instead, Tony, Natasha, Steve and Clint were, all here for your involvement with stealing stuff from shops. Although they were super humans, they had one thing they needed and they needed you to steal it for them. A file from S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, and with your reputation, they knew you could do it.

“Come in, sit down.” Tony said with a small smile. The four were sat in a small semi circle, with one chair facing them, for you.