Hi everyone. Yes, this is another OC-based fanfic this time on one of my favorite shows from Marvel (next to Agent Carter,) Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. This is an open-OC submission fic, so I'm gonna need some submissions to make this story work again. In case you are wondering, this story will start during Season 1 before the big HYDRA takeover, and then progress into Season 2 and follow from there. However, rather than it being about joining Coulson's team, this one's based around another team tasked with doing the stuff Phil wouldn't consider touching at that point in his career. As such I have created the first two OC's of this story which you will be able to read about down below in the forms of Agent Arthur Williams and incoming recruit/consultant Katie Sheila. Now, this story is also inspired by the team relationships in the show as well as a bit of Hot Fuzz and the comic book and upcoming adaptation of Mark Millar and Dave Gibbon's The Secret Service. Unlike a lot of people who watched AoS during Season 1, while I did have some problems with the relationships at first, I actually got to know these characters better and eventually realized that if we just went in guns-a-blazin at first, and kept doing it constantly 24/7, well, chances are it could've ended up in Michael Bay territory. So as such, that became the basis for the relationship between Arthur and Katie. Now another way I like to look at this is Arthur being the Grant Ward that never was. In other words, Arthur's seen plenty of action in his time, but unlike Ward, he's the one who's loyal to the REAL good guys, and not willing to betray them out of a debt (I have a great confrontation the two will have later on, and will showcase the dynamics between what they've learned since becoming part of a greater team.) Katie is the Skye of the group, but unlike Skye, she's much more mistake-prone. Her goals are sometimes higher and more unrealistic, and unlike Skye, seems to take everything as either a joke or not that big of a deal. Despite this, she wants to do good, and perhaps she might just do that by the end of the story. Oh, and this will not be a slash fanfiction if you're thinking that's what this is all about. No, I think I see their relationship similar to that of Robin and Raven on the old Teen Titans Cartoon/Anime. And yes, I used the DC word. Anyways, with that said, here is the OC profiles for these two who I created.

SUBMISSION FORM EXAMPLES:

NAME: Arthur Williams

AGE: 25

GENDER: Male

PERSONALITY: Serious, tries to keep a cool head, but can easily be angered when something doesn't go his own way. That said, he can open up if others are willing to play nice with him.

APPEARANCE: Tall, well-fit, short cropped red hair.

HISTORY: Arthur grew up idolizing Captain America which led him to join S.H.I.E.L.D. (it's later revealed his Father served in Vietnam and died as a result while his mother was pregnant with him). He trained under the belief that if he could be like Steve Rogers, he could make the world a better place. He graduated from American InterContinental College University with a degree in Criminal Justice, Phycology Correction, and Law Enforcement. He went on to becoming a cop in New York who quickly rose to Sargent. Seeing his ability in establishing both popularity and an effectiveness in the community, S.H.I.E.L.D. recruited him as an agent and after vigorous training, Arthur moved his way up to Level 5. He was briefly considered for a Level 6 Position, but after his first time leading a team into a covert operation went array, he was placed back as a Level 5 with his confidence shattered.

Most recently, Arthur captured Katie Sheila, a young girl trying to get herself recruited into the Rising Tide. After doing his assessment, Arthur learned he was being made a Level 7…just being placed alongside a team which included Katie due to her usefulness in explosives, and her being an outsider (much to Arthur's disappointment and confusion.)

FAMILY/FRIENDS: Stan Williams (Father, Deceassed,) Veronica Williams (Mother,) Robert Edwards (Adoptive Father.)

ROLE: Combat Specialist/Team Leader.

POWERS/SPECIAL ABILITIES, IF ANY?: None.

CLEARANCE LEVEL: 7 (Formerly 5)

SKILLS: Expert in hand-to-hand combat, weapons specialist, pretty good strategist.

WEAKNESSES: Arthur is short-tempered and often tries to play things down-to-earth and by-the-book even in a world following the Battle of New York. He is easily angered when things don't go his way, tends to have doubts when planning strategically with a team like the one he has. Also tends to be a bit of a workaholic and can almost never stop being an agent even on the down-time he has.

STRENGTHS: Despite his short-temper, Arthur trusts S.H.I.E.L.D. to do the right thing. He has also willingly agreed to counselling and evaluation to work out his problems.

OTHER: Perhaps Arthur can have one of the fellow agents be the one to help him whenever he is in the field to do what's right, as a sort-of morale support.

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NAME: Katie Sheila

AGE: 20

GENDER: female

PERSONALITY: A blundering and mislead, but good-nurtured young woman. She often makes mistakes but can take responsibility if things go wrong. Understands the importance of teamwork due to her trying and failing to support a young sister who she grew up with in an orphanage, but failed to keep her safe when she attempted to leave her adoptive parents.

APPEARANCE: Slim, athletic build. Long brown hair. Blue eyes.

HISTORY: Katie grew up in an orphanage without knowing who her parents were alongside her sister, Tracey. Nobody came for them until they were 10 Years Old. The house they ended up being brought into was horrible and their adoptive parents were even worse. Eventually, Katie had enough and decided that they would leave. Katie began experimenting with various chemicals by breaking into a school lab at night and eventually taught herself how to make explosives, while also checking out a few articles on the web about carjacking and other useful skills. Additionally, whenever their parents weren't on their case, the two would often entertain themselves by watching old action stars in DVD's their adoptive parents owned which Katie often imagined herself as the leading lady in. On the night they planned to leave, though, Tracey was caught by their adoptive parents who proceeded to beat her to death. Katie tried to save Tracey, but she forced her sister to go on without her and find real family. Heartbroken, Katie fled and evaded her adoptive parents, finding refuge in a homeless shelter.

Despite this, she still visited the orphanage (from a safe distance) and saw to her sadness that the children were being treated just as cruel as ever if not worst. In return, she became a petty thief and often acted as a sort-of female Robin Hood stealing from the rich to give to the poor that couldn't afford it. At one point, she even learned how to steal cars and hotwire them, where she would take her old friends for a fast ride for fun then run away when the cops noticed them. Eventually, one of her friends told her about The Rising Tide and how a girl they heard via the web was trying to break those in power so The Rising Tide could help her find her family. Katie was instantly inspired to go and try to get herself recruited so they could assist her in finding her own family.

Afterwards, she began setting off explosives in an attempt to try and get The Rising Tide's attention, by setting off explosions which left imprints on the wall calling out to the Rising Tide to try and recruit her. Eventually, she found the strength to take it one step further and blew up her adoptive parent's house. Unfortunately, she had attracted the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D. who sent Arthur Williams in to take her in which he did.

But when she thought she was going to be killed, S.H.I.E.L.D. instead offered her a position as a consultant for a new team being brought together for cases too big for any one team to handle.

FAMILY/FRIENDS: Adoptive Parents (Arsen and Liz Ziost). Real Parents (Unknown and Missing). Tracey (Sister, Deceased)

ROLE: Consultant/Demolitions Expert.

CLEARANCE LEVEL: 6 (Technically 7, but not so much as she is merely a consultant much like how Skye was at the beginning of Season 1).

SKILLS: Expert in explosives, the "heart" of the team, she is willing to talk to people, although in some cases, people might need to talk to her a bit harder when she's in a bad mood. (There is a secret she has that even she doesn't realize, but that comes later.)

WEAKNESSES: As a person who tried to get herself recruited into the Rising Tide, Katie is prone to be cryptic and a little bit cold to those who can't play well-together. She is also a tad bit immature for her age.

STRENGTHS: Problems aside, Katie has learned how to make her own explosives, and is also the one who will remind the team that no matter what, they always stick together. She's also pretty fast and agile for a girl with her kind of history, and also knows a thing or two about stealing stuff that doesn't belong to her.

OTHER: Katie is an avid fan of various action films such as Army of Darkness, Die Hard, The Expendables, Etc.

So there's the profiles for my two OC's. If anybody else wants to submit a character, here is the positions that are needed for the fanfic:

A Team Pilot

Team Science Experts (Bio and Engineering)

Or an extra agent or two to be on-hand when working the assignments.

Once again, the Pilot and Science Whiz's are characters I'm gonna need to get this fic rolling, but I figured I'd start it off by introducing my own OC's first and then letting you write up your own. Some things to keep in mind though, is that make sure these are NOT Mary Sue's. Even Katie and Arthur, as good as they are, have their own problems as you noticed, and both will try to progress as the story goes on, that by the end of season 1, they might be radically different from they were when they began. Also, DON'T try to make them the off-spring of any established characters or characters already established in the Marvel Cinematic U (feel free to try and connect them from character's we HAVEN'T seen in the films or shows yet, though, cause I have plans for that later.) So those are the basic rules. I'm trying something different with this fic for the first time so let's see what we can do with it. There's also a copy of the OC Forum at the bottom of this whole fic so you can use that as a reference if you wish. So now that this has all been said, here's the first chapter of the story. As always, I own NOTHING but my OC's. This is for FAN-Purposes only, so please don't sue! With that said, enjoy!

Boston, Massachusetts…

The young girl licked her lips with excitement as she set the final charges to her explosives, attaching it to the wooden house she was in front of. She was young and had full brown hair with blue eyes that were almost sparkling as she worked her "magic."

Quickly covering it with a bush (as she had with the rest of the fuses,) she quickly went back into a dark alleyway where no one would see her. Once she was safe, she reached into her jacket and pulled out a small detonator. Looking at it cautiously, she mentally nodded to herself and pressed the button.

Instantly, the house blew up in an eruption of fire. People screamed and panicked, running around trying to figure out what was happening and who to call.

Nodding, she left and went back to her regular 'home.'

This place had originally been her home but ended up being her grave. The people who lived in that house had left her with nothing and now she was leaving them with the same thing.

"Farewell to the old and forgettable life." She said under her breath.

As she passed out the other side of the alleyway and into the busy streets with people, she accidently bumped into a man. The bump was really hard and actually sent her to the ground.

"Oh!" She said clumsily, trying to maintain her cover, "I'm so sorry!"

"No problem." The man said, helping her back up.

The girl got a good look at the man and noted he was probably a couple years older than she was. He had a bit of cropped red hair and green eyes, wearing a business suit with a bowtie. Despite his high-profile-styled clothes, he obviously seemed well built as well.

"That was quite a push!" She laughed, striking a brief conversation, "What's with you? Are you some kind of bodybuilder?"

"No." The man smiled, "I'm Arthur Williams."

"Katie." The girl introduced herself, "Katie Sheila. So what brings you to Boston, Mr. Williams?"

"Funny thing about that." Arthur replied, "It's actually you."

Katie froze.

"I'm sorry?" She asked.

"You know for someone who's trying to join a group as elusive as the Rising Tide, you sure do have a funny way of asking for it."

Katie took a few steps back as he took a few steps forward.

"You're…you're one of the Rising Tide, right?" She asked, "Cause if this is your idea of a joke, it's not funny."

"Ms. Sheila," The man said, "I'm afraid you're going to have to come with me."

With that, Katie dashed off as the man took chase to her. Katie had learned how to be fast, but this guy was quicker. Katie was suspecting he wasn't really with the Rising Tide and decided it was best to lose him and get the hell out of town.

Ducking into a crowd, she kept running figuring she'd loose the man.

What she failed to take a notice of was the fact that there was a series of nearby fences which the man spotted instantly. Realizing his best course of action, he leapt over the first fence and then the next and so on. He was moving at acrobatic speed and grace that this guy could've been up for a couple of medals at the Olympics.

At the end of the fences, Katie looked back not seeing the man following her, figuring she must've lost him, she took a brief moment to catch her breath.

She then moved forward only to crash into the man again. Before she could ask how he had followed her so quickly and without her noticing, he grabbed her arms and placed them behind her back before slapping some cuffs on there.

"Katie Sheila," The man declared, "I'm placing you under arrest for multiple crimes of destruction and vandalism of private property and for attempting to use this to gain connections with the group known as the Rising Tide."

The man dragged the girl over to the sidewalk and took out some keys and pressed a button on there. A few minutes later, a black car pulled up. Before Katie could ask who was driving it, however, she found herself knocked in the back of the head so hard that she passed out.

Later,

S.H.I.E.L.D. Base Designation 4201, Stamford, Connecticut…

After filing out the paperwork from the day, Agent Arthur Williams walked through the various cubicles to hand in the files to his head boss Mr. Simon Kirby. It was a long day as always for the Level 5 Agent, but as always, he performed to the best of his abilities. Even after a certain incident not many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents spoke of which apparently had hurt a bit of his pride, he still came back from any sort of injury or loss.

Arthur might've been a good S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, but there was a reason why he hadn't been promoted to Level 6 or 7 yet. His steel-hard determination and by-the-books-attitude (even in a world where "alien" was used more commonly now,) made him not very friendly, and as a result, didn't have many people he could talk to or hang out with. Not that it would make a difference.

Whenever he was NOT on a mission, Arthur William's time was spent doing his own 'extracurricular activities around Base Designation 4201. These included hitting the gym to keep in strength, fencing and judo to keep his skills honed, playing chess to keep his mind ready for improvising and stargazing scenarios, and riding bikes in the track where most agents could train.

Despite this, Arthur didn't measure up to the legendary agents such as Steve Rogers or Natasha Romanoff, but he was the closest a normal S.H.I.E.L.D. agent could get to that level, so most people assumed it was only a matter of time before he got a promotion.

Finally reaching the office, Arthur opened the doors and sat down before Agent Simon Kirby, the head of the base. After handing him the files and watching Kirby look and scribble his own notes, the Head of Base Designation 4201 looked at Arthur seriously. Arthur sat cool and collected as he always did, but noted there was a sort of twinge in Kirby's eyes. A hint of sadness, perhaps? Regret?

"Agent Williams." Kirby spoke, "You have been a Level 5 Agent for how many years now?"

"Three." Arthur answered honestly.

"And you live here, yes?"

"I prefer to think that my home is with S.H.I.E.L.D. where I can help people as soon as possible." Arthur responded.

Kirby nodded.

"I see." He said, "In your profile, you mentioned your reason for joining S.H.I.E.L.D. was to make a difference in the world and to help those who needed it the most. That is something that very few S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents are usually driven by."

He cleared his throat before speaking.

"Therefore," Kirby continued, "We're making you Level 7."

"I see." Williams nodded. He felt pride for reaching the goal he had set when he first joined S.H.I.E.L.D. However, his pride suddenly faded when he heard the next words out of the base leader's mouth.

"As part of a special unit team."

Arthur's face suddenly dropped as he stared blankly and confused at Kirby.

"I'm…sorry sir?" He questioned.

"We're putting together a special unit team and your name was at the top of the list for potential recruitments." Kirby explained.

"But I…" Arthur protested, "I specifically asked before the…incident…that if I ever was to be promoted to a Level 7 or even a Level 6, it would be as a single agent."

"Well," Kirby shrugged, "People don't always get what they want in life."

"So there's not another Level 7 or 6 Promotion I can take elsewhere?" Arthur asked.

"No." Kirby laughed.

"Can I not just remain here as a Level 5?" Arthur questioned.

"No." Kirby responded.

"Do I have any choice in the matter?" Arthur begged.

"No." Kirby said sternly.

"I'd like to speak to the person responsible for the promotion." Arthur demanded, putting his serious face back on.

"He can't make it." A familiar voice said, "But I'm the next best thing, so I'll say it for him."

Arthur spun around to see a face he had encountered on some rare occasions, but everyone knew who she was. She was a woman around 31 with long brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a S.H.I.E.L.D. Jumpsuit Uniform.

"Agent Hill." Arthur stated, standing up to give a salute, despite his anger. He was still a by-the-books S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, so he still had to show respect for those officers above him.

He sat down as Hill pulled up a chair to sit next to Kirby.

"Director Fury asked you be placed here and for good reason." Hill said seriously, "Before you ask why, I'll cut right to the chase. The fact is that you've been making all the other agents here look like a bunch of college fraternity students including the Level 6's and occasional Level 7's who stop by here."

Arthur let the words sink into his head. He was supposed to be the best! This was the reason?!

"But Romanoff and Barton always show off." Arthur stated.

"That they do." Hill admitted, "But the fact remains is that they are higher-up than you and are both affiliated with the Avengers meaning they sometimes need to look good for the public whenever there's an assignment out on the streets that S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to assess. You need to learn how to step back and give other people room to work."

"So you're making me disappear then?" Arthur asked.

"Not at all." Hill stated, defensively, "We're just letting other's get a shot at being the best agent here without having to worry about topping the perfect agent in this base. Like I said, you'll be put with other people and we already found you a protégé for the team."

Arthur suddenly looked at her confused.

"A...protégé?" Arthur asked confused.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Uh…Miss Hill?" A familiar voice asked, "Can I come in now?"

"Of course, Ms. Sheila." Hill called out.

Sure enough to Arthur's dismay, the door opened up revealing Katie Sheila now adorned in a black S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Jumpsuit. She also wore two holsters along her legs with the standard issue stun guns for new recruits, and a belt containing pouches with more standard new recruit gear. This was all topped off by a pair of aviator shades worn over her face.

"Nice entrance," Hill said casually, unaware of the jaw-dropped Agent Williams, "But you don't need the glasses. This isn't an action movie after all, as I'm sure that Agent Williams here will teach you."

"Whatever." Katie replied, putting the shades in one of the pouches.

Almost imminently, Arthur leaped forward and took the shades out of the pouch before Katie could close it. He then threw the glasses to the ground down hard. He moved at such speed that Katie was unable to complain before he had broken her shades.

"Well great, Super-Spy." She groaned, "You just destroyed the best pair of glasses I ever owned."

"First off." Arthur declared, pointing a finger into her neck, "DON'T. CALL. ME. 'SUPER-SPY.'"

He turned to Hill.

"Second," He asked her, "With all due respect Commander Hill, what the hell makes her the perfect protégé for me?!"

"Because she's good with explosives, making her the perfect demolitions woman for the team." Hill answered, "Add to the fact that she knows ways to make a presence known and she's the ideal recruitment for this team. With the proper training from the right agent of course to make sure she doesn't give away the teams involvement constantly."

"This is completely absurd." Arthur said.

"This coming from the guy who sprinted and leaped across a dozen fences to capture little old me?" Katie asked sarcastically.

Arthur groaned as Hill smiled.

"You'll meet your team soon." She said, handing them both folders, "In the meantime, I'll leave you two to review each other's profiles and get to know each other better."

To be continued…

So there you go. Feel free to drop me some OC submissions in the reviews, or just leave a review in general if you wish. I'll post the next chapter when I find a good OC to use for this story. You can use the profile form down bellow to make your OC Profile if you wish. So that's all for now. Take care until then. Oh, and no flames, please. Also, again, I own nothing and this is for FAN-purposes only, so PLEASE don't sue! Take care!

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