<div class="floatright">(http://www.gannett-cdn.com/-mm-/a4728a477a1b77d6856bffb618f0d3d018f3351c/c=0-61-4096-5514&amp;r=183&amp;c=0-0-180-238/local/-/media/USATODAY/test/2013/09/03/1378208662000-charlierim.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Aaron Shaw</strong><br/><strong>Worlds most dangerous hunter</strong><br/><strong>Tag: All</strong><br/><br/>The idea of being flown in on a private transport rubbed Aaron the wrong way. For a good few years now he had worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. and now H.A.M.M.E.R., but never before had he been alone when going to meet a higher up. That didn't bode well with him. Shaw had actually been expecting to be fired from his job because when someone went to see Mr. Osborne alone they didn't usually come back.<br/><br/>Aaron checked his gear, the black tactical armor and his bandoleer filled with various sized knives. Once he was sure they were strapped on properly he stood up. The transport touched down about that time and to Aaron's surprise there were already three other transports touching down. It seemed the blue eyed man wouldn't be alone. Just as he stepped out he saw the other three, a man and two women. Both of whom were attractive.<br/><br/>Mr. Osborne asked for their names and ranks and after the other three answered he stood at attention for famed Iron-Patriot. "Aaron Shaw, Specialist."