My training room and hobby

After introducing ourselves we were stuck in silence till Bruce asked me a question.

"Those spider legs that come out of your back does it hurt, and what exactly are they?" He said. When he asked everyone looked at me with their ears perked.

"Yes it hurts, but I'm use to it. The legs are made directly out of my bones." He said, letting one out. They looked at it in fascinating before Bruce got up and walked over to him and examined the leg before muttering something.

"If we could get a sample of this and-.." He was cut off by Eren who retracted his spider leg.

"No." He said coldly. He had no intentions of giving anything from his body. Even if it could save someone, his body stays on him and no one else.

Bruce meekly went back to his seat and when he did Hill came in to get Eren. Leaving the other members to talk amongst themselves.

"I will be leading you to your training room. Fury also wanted to speak with you, alone. It's about something serious, that's all I know." She said leading me down some halls.

We walked for a good five minutes before making one last left around a corner and seeing a white automatic door. It was metal and slid across revealing a white room with black outlines.

It had all the necessary training equipment, weapons, weights, suppression suits, even a VR headset.

'That brings me back.' I thought, remembering the pod I was hooked up to. I walked into the room and looked to my right. I immediately went over to touch and fiddle around with the hug array of weapons.

My expression didn't change but I had a mischievous glint in my eyes, that hill didn't see. I looked back over to her with a MK14 in my hand. She stood there and I spoke up.

"Can I mess around with these?" I asked with a neutral tone. Even if they weren't from shield I would have got these guns from another place.

"Yes these are for your personal use. We also have some weight augmenting bracelets if the normal weights are of no use." She said with a smile.

'She must think they have me down for good. If only you knew how wrong you were.' I wasn't staying with them. Once I'm old enough with enough money saved, I won't need shield to provide for me anymore.

I gave a nod and she left leaving me with guns, and a shit ton of ammo, accessories, and tools. When the door closed I looked over the guns and started messing with the pistols first.

To be more precise the Kimber 1911. This was the same gun John Wick used abs also my favorite. It had a skinny grip. A good sized barrel (for the gun) and was compatible with only a few attachments, but had excellent balance and power, along with amazing precision (if the shooter isn't ass).

I had little to no free time in Hydra and when I did I was left in my training room, with the weapons. I always had those power canceling bracelets on and the weapons weren't loaded but I liked taking them apart and back together and thinking of ways to enhance the gun.

It was my pass time. It turned into a hobo and it's the only thing in this life I'm proud of other than not going insane being in Hydra.

The guns were set up on a mat and were separated into their categories. Like pistols, shotguns, AR's, and snipers. On the side I had crates of ammunition.

'When the chitauri invasion happens I bet they'll wish they didn't hand all this ammo over to me.' I thought and began disassembling the gun. Even with my super strength, I was being as gently as possible with the Kimber, not wanting to damage it in the slightest.

...

<3 hour later>

Without my super speed involved, all I could get done was three hand guns, two AR's, and one sniper. The customizations are amazing, but during the process I came upon one realization, I don't have any technology to enhance the beauties I customized.

I sighed as I then stood up to stretch my legs. There was some ammo and cleaning tools around that needed to be picked up, but it was relatively clean. I placed the guns back in there rightful categories and looked over my work.

The pistols were colored differently and also fitted with different muzzles, and some a suppressor, and an doubled clip. The shotguns were also colored differently, they were given a green laser, and a support stock, so the recoil is greatly minimized.

The sniper had their stocks switched, a different muzzle, and got the barrels extended, while the scopes were put on, I originally wanted to change almond the whole makeup of the guns, but don't have the proper things yet.

'Later on I swear I will make you all look like the definition of malicious intent and if anyone sees you, they should be prepared to get turned into a hashtag.' I would make this a reality very soon.

I then heard my door slide open and someone come in.

"F-... I'm sorry, Fury wants to talk to you." Said hill. She looked over the guns in slight curiosity and thought 'What a talent. All of those guns would have the perfect balance between, fire power, speed, recoil control, and ammo. If this is given to the right person they would be world renowned.'

All of the attachments that were put on were through carful thinking about the pros and cons. If he didn't it would have actually too about an hour and thirty minutes, thanks to how fast he can reassemble the guns, if he didn't care about how they performed and just threw something together.

"Follow me. He's in the conference room." I nodded and we began walking back to the room she picked me up from. The only person there was Fury and he was looking serious.

"You wanted to talk." I said sitting opposite of him. He motioned for hill to leave and when the door closed he immediately spoke.

"I did that security sweep on my systems and we ran checks on every agent. The first sweep was clean, even thought I didn't believe you. The second sweep showed some signs of getting into, but I thought it was Stark playing tricks. The third sweep showed me that at least once a month all the files the entire SHIELD has about everything was being peeked into." He said with a completely serious tone.

'Three sweeps is all it took. Have they never done any type of system check before. Even then I thought Hydra would be better.' I thought.

"We then revers hacked into Hydra data bases to find out, WE HAD THIRTY-FIVE GODDAMN HYDRA OPS, WITHIN THIS DAMN BASE!!" His tone progressively got louder and he was yelling at the end.

"We eliminated them yesterday." He said. I looked at him with a stoic expression, but in the inside I was thinking of the Hydra databases.

'I guess those people were trying to get away somewhere when I was attacking them. I guess they do have more bases that SHIELD didn't know of.' I thought dryly.

"Why are you telling me?" This had nothing to do with me. Even if I was there I only know what they taught me, and most of the people who train me brag a lot.

"I'm just letting you know. I also wanted to know if there is anything else you might know about Hydra." His tone went back to normal like he just wanted to vent out his frustration to someone.

I thought about if I should let him know what I was thinking about and in the end I did. I told him about the people driving somewhere but I didn't know where, and just that it was to steal from some tech facility.