A/N: Okay, here we go! Hello everyone! First time writing for Marvel as a traditionally DC girl, hope this goes well.

I originally was going to post the first part of this character's "solo" movie, but I figured this would be the better hook. Hope it works.

The non-MCU characters are played by the following.

En Sabah Nur: Omar Metwally

Agent Coral King: Keke Palmer

If you don't like the castings, feel free to cast your own.

Hausa is the language the characters speak in this chapter (apart from English of course). I'm so sorry if I got the translation wrong, I do not know the language myself and know no one who does. The phrases spoken are the following:
"So sorry, I gotta take this." and "Now's the time, kids!"
The leader's speech is not something I will translate. ;)

The Ringtone in this chapter is the "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" Opening Theme.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the MCU. If I did, there would be way more characters of color, no white-washing, and more POC and female-led movies. If that bothers you, I suggest you read no further.

Tesseract Lost

1 May 2012

Jungles of the Republic of the Congo

An egyptian man stood on a podium, behind him, hulking men of similar stature and a young African girl, braided black hair held back by a green bandana. Behind them was a black banner, a red symbol similar to the design of a TIE Advanced x1 fighter.

"Yau karshen Tsakiya," the man declared to his audience, which mostly consisted of camo-clad men and boys, some of them with burning eyes, others with empty ones, with a few girls scattered throughout. The majority of the girls were off to the side of the group, sitting or kneeling in a locked enclosure with a guard at the gate. "The karshen wata gwamnatin da acquiesces to cuta. A wannan sosai lokacin a cikin wani tsarin da nisa daga nan, da New Jamhuriyar ta'allaka ne ga galaxy yayin asirce da goyon bayan wata yaudara daga rogues na Resistance. Wannan m na'ura da ka gina, bisa abin da muka tsaya zai kawo karshen majalisar dattijai, to su lura rundunar. All sauran tsarin zai sallamãwa farko Order da za su tuna da wannan a matsayin ranar karshe na Jamhuriyar!"

The soldiers raised their right fists in salute.

Suddenly, organ music played out of nowhere, followed by the upbeat rock music of an electric guitar. The girl on the podium looked sheepish before saying, "Sai hakuri, na za yi wannan." She then pulled out a phone and asked, "Yeah?"

"Time to shut it down, call me back when you're done," came the voice of Phil Coulson.

"Got it." She hung up and pressed a number on the side, before turning to the incredulous crowd. "Yanzu's lokaci, kids!"

The next thing anyone knew, half the child soldiers were pointing guns on their fellow captives, with the girl leading the charge, staring down the leader of the horde, barretta leveled at his chest.

"En Sabah Nur, you are under arrest," she stated calmly, even as his lieutenants aimed their weapons at her, waiting for the execution order. The man sneered.

"By you and what army, little girl?" Said girl merely grinned. The sound of screeching tires echoed nearby as several military vehicles broke through the forest and into the clearing, surrounding the terrorists on all sides. Heavily armed masked men clambered out, as the leader leaned off of the side of a truck, speaker to his mouth.

"We are the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division! Lower your weapons," the black-clad man with the American accent ordered. The Leader looked to the girl holding the gun with disgust.

"You heard the man," she smiled. He growled but got to his knees, where the girl quickly disarmed and handcuffed him. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents led the man away with his loyal followers, as the team's leader rounded on the girl.

"King, what were you thinking?"

"Sorry, Ward, orders from up top," she stated, not sounding particularly sorry as she strode over to the enclosure, broke the lock, and began helping the girls get to their feet.

"What do you - they're supposed to contact you through me!" Grant Ward cried indignantly.

"Well, this time they didn't. If it makes you feel better, you were an essential part of taking down Clan Akkaba," she smiled. Again, not sounding sincere. She turned back to her current S.O. having helped the last girl get up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a call to make." With that, she strode past him to a more isolated area, patting child soldiers on their shoulders and backs and giving them reassuring looks as she went. As soon as the noise of the vehicles was sufficiently dampened by the trees, she redialed the last used number.

"How you doin', Phil?"

"We're at a Level Seven, Coral."

Her blood turned to ice.

Level Seven.

She'd never been through a level seven event before. Technically, she shouldn't even have been through a level one event. But needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few. So, she steeled her nerves and, gripping her phone tightly, asked, "What do you need me to do?"

THE AVENGERS