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Al had been "recruited" not long after a government raid on the company that had made him. The company was shut down, and those who survived were taken into custody. While only sixteen, Al had already been trained in using his monstrous form in close combat and how to handle various assault weapons.

Currently, he was cleaning his guns in the base common room, ears pulled back as he concentrates on this work... it is rather hard to do with his big hands. He is wearing a large pair of jeans and a undershirt.

After a meeting with the agents of the S.H.I.E.L.D. , Fiona entered into a secret tunnel that seemed to get to a secret base. The new secret base. She walked in, visiting everywhere and finding a guy in the common room. The girl guessed he was her team-mate. ''Hello? I'm Fiona Dexter, i guess you are my team-mate?'' She said, putting her (real) hand before her to shake his hand.

Fiona was relaxed, excited with the idea of being in a hero team. As, kind of usual, she was wearing a blue football shirt and some short jean shorts. ''Sup?'' She asked, smiling.

The big wolf boy, looks up from his work, ears perking up at the sound of a voice directed at him. For a moment or two he is silent, looking from her hand to her face, "... Alphonse Zantana. Most just call me Al... recruiting a bit young aren't they?"

He is, of course, too young to really make that stick, though it is impossible to tell his real age considering that he is only six inches short of seven feet tall and built like a tank covered in black fur.

''Nice to meet you, Al. Just call me Fi or Fio!'' She said, smiling. ''Uh.. if 15 is that young, then yeah, i guess we can say that.'' Fiona answered, jokingly.

''What were you doing?'' The girl asked, trying to not be awkward and to start a conversation.

Al looks back to the weapon in question: a light machine gun, stripped down to his base parts. "Cleaning my guns... don't care for these they won't care for you." Continues to clean them with oil, clothes, and long brushes.

"... so what brings you here Fi? I am practically a monster, can't go about walking on the street."

As he continued cleaning, she started playing around with the 4 elements. "The SHIELD brought me here for My powers." Fiona said, still playing around. "No worries, i dont judge a book by it's cover. Plus, got this lil thingy here." The girl said, pointing her mech-arm.

He looks up, raising a brow at her ability to control the four classical elements with ease. The other brow raising when he sees the hand. "Wow. That is... is that Stark work? Just who are you?"

"Stark Did help me with creating it and he refered me to the SHIELD. I am a human, Just a weird one." She said, still playing around with the elements.

Al nodded, "Certainly are..." It was about that time, as he was putting the massive weapon back together that an alarm began to blare over the PA.

"Let's go!" She said, creating fire under herself to fly to the crime place. "Need transportation?" Fiona asked, flying.

Alphonse quickly snaps his gun back together, though it does take a minute. "I need my other stuff, I will see you there!" He runs off, heading to the armoury.

Fiona nodded, flying to the crime place and landing. She quickly putted the citizens in safety and turned her hands to fire, looking for enemies.

It takes some time for Al to gear up, putting on armour and gathering ammunition, but thankfully a SHIELD chopper was on stand-by, flying him to the scene by the time Fiona had cleared the scene. They were on descent as the Juggernaut plowed through the corner of a building, sneering at Fiona from under his full helmet.

Al hooked his LMG to a mount on the helicopter, signalling for the pilot to stay up as he began laying down fire on the unstoppable man, bullets having no effect.

Through their communicators Al got in touch with his partner, "Uh, Fiona... I think we might be in trouble."

"If bullets dont work.. Something will!" She said, smashing the ground with her fists as giant rocks appeared from the ground, touching the enemy but not being so effective.

Al watched as the Juggernaut hurled a massive metal case (clearly something he had stolen during this raucous event) towards the chopper. The pilot tried to evade, but the case clipped the tail of the vehicle, and Al continued heading down to street level.

The heavy hitter of a villain batted the rocks aside with a laugh, "This the best you can do, girly?"

Over their earpieces the pair of them heard a new voice, "Fiona, Alphonse, this is Fury. You have no chance at taking down that beast, but since you are in the area already you may as well keep him busy. Rogers and his team are en route, just keep him occupied until they can arrive and mop him up. Clear? Over."

"Oh.. I was just foolin' around.." She answered, smirking. Fiona listened to Fury and continued attacking. "Sure, Fury." She said, throwing the enemy in the air with wind power, creating a hole in the earth and fulling it with water as the enemy fell in it.

Al was grateful that his pilot was good at his job, managing to land the chopper on its rails with only a couple skids and bounces. "Right, keep one of the strongest villains on Earth busy..." He left the LMG behind, too bulky for now, pulling out a S&W 500 and loading it with custom rounds.

It was not long before the Juggernaut re-emerged from his makeshift prison, simply smashing his way back out with his fists and starting to move towards Fiona with an annoyed expression, but his powers kicking in as he picks up speed.

"You Mad, Bruh?" She said to the villain, bending water over the ground to make mud and slide between his legs.

Al runs towards Fiona, putting his hand-cannon right back in its holster, realizing that the water and mud was having no effect on the Juggernaut now that he had started moving. "Move!" Al tackles Fiona to the side as the Juggernaut powers on through with maniacal laughter... but he still has to stop and turn about, Al getting to his knees as their foe starts wheeling about.