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Raven wasn't officially qualified to be part of field-ops, but as things were essentially anyone who worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. in any capacity had been pulled out. This was perfectly all right with Raven, but not long after they'd landed she'd been sent off to work on evacuation of the surrounding area. This wasn't at all what she'd been hoping for.
She pounded on the door once more, looking back over her shoulder as a large stone creature seemed to assemble itself, and somewhere a loud, glutteral scream echoed.
"I repeat, if there is anyone in the residence you must leave now, buses are waiting to take you to safety!" she called, pressing her ear to the door. There was definitely movement inside. She sighed, radioing back to the bus and drawing her gun. "I'm going in. Over." Any answer was overpowered by a loud explosion, and she turned to ram the door with her shoulder. It took a few hit before it opened, and she stepped inside, calling out again. "We're here to assist with evacuation! Please exit the house in a calm ma-"
It was at about that point that a crazed, shot gun toting man at the top of the stairs fired, either positive that Raven was a demon, or just one of those nuts who refuses to leave their house, even if it is literally being swarmed by hell-spawn.
The blast hit Raven square in the chest, eyes wide, and she slid down the wall, radio echoing orders and the man retreating further into the house.