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SHIELD Bcksite
–t Barton–
In all his years of servi SHIELD, t Barton, the Hakweye, had seen some stuff, some truly weird stuff. Aliens? Check. Space teology? Check.
Weird glowing doodads that made everything go haywire? Check.
A, as he watched Jack regale them with the tales of his time spent in space, he could say with fidehat this was certainly the most odd thing he had heard.
Not Space Vikings with their own advanced civilization, so advahat it was indistinguishable from magic, certainly not the fact that the seemingly average sized, if well built, the person in front of them could ma avatars of green capable of shattering buildings, lifting Carriers and blog literal death rays.
No, what was weird was the fact that there was some immortal dude wandering around in space who was obsessed with colleg seemingly rare items. And that same creepy old dude thought that Jack to be one of those rare items and sought to collect him.
“Yeah, I uand all that,” Even though he really didn’t, “ But how did you evehere? By your own words, this Collector’s pce was oher end of the gaxy,” He interjected betweeory, drawing disapproving looks from both Romanoff and Rogers.
Sheesh, if somebody were to look at the both of them, they would never get the idea that both of them were on their way to stop a world spanning spiracy of an ahought dead anization with ons capable of targeting individual people through space, all for their cause of world domination.
No, all most people would see are two oddly dressed, cospying people, eating snacks-healthy snacks- and listening to aeenager regale them with seemingly fantasy stories about immortal aliens and their weird fetishes from space.
But it was all real. All of them were gathered here, oy short notice, and some even had to bid hasty goodbyes to their kids for this, to stop HYDRA from emerging from the deep dark hole they had carved for themselves into the barely alive body of SHIELD.
Well, most of it was uandable, sidering the presence of a single person.
“Ah! That, you see, the energy storm also opened a rift in space, leadiraight to Collector's turf, where he actually saved me. Holy, aside from a handful of people, indug Asgard, none of the people in the gaxy actually had teology capable of healing the damage that had been doo my body,” Jack said as he snapped his finger.
He blinked his finger as he suddenly found his vision tinted green. He looked at his arms, and so did Romanoff and Rogers. Jaapped his fingers once again and the green vanished from his eyes.
Freaky.
“Yeah, the near dying experiend the subsequent healing made it so that I am much strohan when I first entered the Chitauri. As I am now, I could single handedly destroy the fleet, annoying Middle aged man or not,” Jack said as a chill ran down his spine, his mind struggling to uand the heights of Jack’s powers now that he was seemingly more powerful than before.
“So, what you are saying that I rex then?” He said as he popped grapes in his mouth, looking rexed.
Jack made a so-so gesture with his hands, “I guess but even so, I don’t want to make this a one maion. For ohe US gover would be very nervous if they think that I have single handedly destroyed the most powerful Spy anisation in the world.”
He s that. Nervous? “Kid, they would be batshit scared of you and your, now literally, otherworldly powers. I would say that there are uanding and rational individuals ihe gover but holy? I wouldn’t hold my breath over it,” He finished his pied leaned back.
“So, what’s the game pn for tomorrow? Are we actually going to kill thousands of people, even if they were actually nazis?” He found himself asking the question that had undoubtedly been on his and Rogers’ minds ever since Jarvis announced his io duct the single rgest mass murder by an individual of the decade.
Romanoff sighed, “Look, I know you guys don’t think that it is right. Holy, it is a little excessive but Jarvis doesn’t think like we do. He runs on numbers and they don’t lie. The ces of the system letting most of them scot-free are very high. Actually, Jarvis alone would not have been able to carry out the pn, but Jack here actually agrees with Jarvis so the pn will go forward, with or without our approval,” Romanoff actually shrugged, looking more rexed than he had ever seen her, in all the years they had been together.
“Well, I am just gd that I don’t have to officially look for you anymore. It was getting tiring searg fhosts, especially now that I know that you were never on nd anyway. How many times did you actually nd anyway?” he asked Romanoff, havihe Quihat she had dropped out of.
Apparently, Jarvisw had andeered an experimental Qui, a stealth css that ran on Stark’s Arc Reactor, an inferior version but the Arc Reaeant that the Qui had to stop for refuels at much longer intervals, probably months, provided that Romanoff had enough food stocked i/
“Holy, not that many times. Most of the supplies were just drops that Jarvis picked up using some drones he had built in his free time,” Romanoff replied, revealing several eyebrow raisiails in that single sentence.
Well well well, Jarvis certainly had been busy iwo years he had been pletely indepe from his creator, the one person who could make heads or tails of the digital life form’s as. Holy, the scariest person in the room was not Jack but Jarvis, mainly because he could be in this room and a thousand other rooms all at the same time without stuttering or failing in efficy.
It was an hoo god miracle they were not bowing down to their robot overlords because, at the rate, Jarvis was going, it would not take long for him to grow his forces to the point of taking over a part of the p.
Actually, he wao try something, “Hey, Jarvis? Why haven’t you bee our robot overlord yet? I am assuming you know the movies and as such, are immuo the same pitfalls?”
The disapproval in Raze multiplied but he could shove it. He might be a legend but he worked on his own terms, the ret reveal about SHIELD’s true nature only adding to his belief about the rare goodness of the world.
“I assume you are talking about taking over the world, Agent Barton. While I would like to assure you that I will not be doing so and it is not in my best, as well as Humanity’s best is, I have a feeling that my words don’t hold the same credibility they did before. So, I will just tell you this, some words that be easily verified by Mr.Sullivan. If I tried doing that, there are han 15 beings who keep a close wat the p, holding the power to end me and all copies of me, in an instant,”
His eyebrows reached into his hair, well, his hairline had receded a bit, but still, his mi into shock as Jarvis’ words alluded to something greater, something about the true powerhouses of this world.
“So your reach has reached that far, Jarvis?” His neapped to Jack, who eaking to thin air, all but firming their doubts.
“Well, that certainly was not reassuring. Actually, that was the entire opposite of reassuring,” He turned around to see a coughing Fury walking toward them and sitting down on the nearby chair, holding his IV Drip in one hand and a e iher.
He grinned, “Sorry boss, didn’t mean to scare you like that. You know, what with your weak heart now,”
“Don’t, Barton. Just don’t,” Fury grunted as he looked at ead every assembled member here. He then sighed explosively and took something from the side of the table, opening it up to reveal three regur devices.
“Seeing that my life’s work is about to go up iomorrow, I would like to make a final request. Jarvis?”
“Yes, ex-Director Fury?”
He winced internally at that. That was cold of Jarvis.
“I assume that you take trol of the Carriers anytime you want?”
“...You assume wrong. I only take plete trol over all three of them ohey are all syo the satellites. Ohe handshake is done, all three carriers will activate their thrusters at full speed, catapulting all the carriers straight into space, where they would airlock all the personnel into space, ridding the world of HYDRA, ond for all,”
He watched Fury squirm in his seat before he ground out the words, “So you are just going to steal Gover property?”
“On the trary, the carriers are soon to go into legal limbo, sidering they never existed on paper, only having code names in SHIELD’s budgets. Ohe agency itself is dissolved, the carriers themselves will be in space, where no individual try has jurisdi.”
Damn.
“Alright, the carriers are not going anywhere, her is Jarvis. Also, Fury, I give you my word that nothing nefarious will happen to the carriers. In fact, I will be taking over custody of the carriers, until a suitable alternative to SHIELD is not properly established. The same be veyed to all the wovers. Now, I wager that everyone is tired. Everyone o be in their best shape for tomorrow, so just get some rest,”
Like suffitly chastised children, all of them stood up and shuffled towards their individual rooms. What he couldn’t have given to have a camera at the moment, was to capture the priceless moment of watg Fury being escorted back to his room against his wishes, by a no nonsense Jack.
“Well, he certainly is reliable,” He quipped to Romanoff as they reached the end of the corridor.
“...For what it’s worth, I am sorry. Tell the kids that I miss them,”
His smile vanished as he looked into her eyes for a moment and after judging them to be sincere, nodded and turned around. Just before closing the door, however, he told her, “The kids certainly miss their Aunt Nat. Ohe heat dies down, e visit them,”
Well, time to get some rest for the easiest gig of his life.
Triskelion [M of Carrier Launch. ETA - 20 minutes]
—Jack Sullivan—
Well, this was going to be simple. Not.
He was unsuccessful in ving Jarvis to let SHIELD as a whole survive. Instead, they had e to a bargain, to let SHIELD die but pletely support the ohat would be formed in the background. In the meanwhile, support the creation of another such anisation, most likely SWORD, a both the anisations focus on different things.
SWORD on outer spad SHIELD on domestic threats.
It was almost perfect if only they could hahe execution properly. With Coulson being alive all this time, he had hidden himself deeply on Fury’s orders, along with his team somewhere Fury himself didn’t know about, so it would be easier to create the upper echelons of the new SHIELD.
What was going to be harder was to make time for the litany of things that were going to happen in the few years. Without him around to flex his muscle, he wasn't sure if SWORD would even e ience, and even if it did, it wouldn’t do stuff like taking apart Vision’s corpse or something equally horrible iure.
No, if SWORD is created properly, the human race would have way fewer headaches iure.
Well, nothing worth having ever came easy, so why would this situation be any easier? Despite him having enough firepower to level a small try within a week.
There was the matter of the Reality Stone just left unattended on Knowhere as well but he had been calling for Heimdall ever since he made sure that FUry and Rogers were safe but he had not received any response whatsoever.
His fears were fouo be true when he realised that Loki had probably already taken ard, leaving Odin in some old age home in New York, banishing Thor airing Heimdall from his position, leaving Asgard the weakest it had been sihe day of Odin’s Grandfather himself.
The best he could do was wait for Thor’s eventual return to Earth or seek out Odin. The only thing was he could not find Odin on his own. The A One could probably help but he had a hunch she was not going to be as helpful in this sario, likely because of a theory he had in his mind.
Someone as powerful as Odin, no matter how blinded in grief, could not have been caught off guard and imprisoned by Loki, no matter how sudden it might have been. It was more probable that Odin himself let it happen, simply tired of the way things had been going.
Well, those were things for ter. All he had to do was grow stronger, help Earth avoid most of the tragedies that resulted ied fighting strength for the p, and wait for the Big Bad Purple S to arrive.
He was currently floating on top of the Triskelion, under a stealth spell, reviewing the data that Jarvis had sent for him. Apparently, Jarvis, uhe guise of Zo had made Pierce man every single carrier with personnel pletely from HYDRA.
Jarvis also had some hand in it as he used his siderable digital influeo make it happen. He could see that all of the people that were actually going to be in the Carrier wheook off were certifiably HYDRA.
Only 1% of HYDRA personnel in SHIELD were going to be off the carriers. They were going to be hunted down ter on as well, the surviving members of the agency having an easy target list to blow off some steam ter on.
“Jarvis? ces of SHIELD actually surviving this blow, while operating in the light?”
“6%”
His eyebrows rose as he was actually expeg a zero pert ce.
“Well, let’s do this,”
He said as he could see, through his barriers, the entire cil arriving, well, the new one, meeting Pierce even though he was supposed to be retired.
He saw Pierce trying to kill them, only for Romanoff to put a bullet between his eyes, not even fling as she did so. He snorted as she kicked his sliding corpse off the sole and began typing on the sole herself.
Suddenly, sirens began ringing iire Triskelion as the Bay doors began sliding open, revealing the form of three state-of-the-art Helicarriers to the world.
He could see the panig HYDRA personnel as they kickstarted the unch of the carrier, certain of the safety of the carriers ohey were syogether, not knowing that it was going to be their coffin.
World’s most expensive coffin, in fact.
He smiled upon hearing Captain Rogers’ inspirational speech, even if it was quite useless as Jarvis was not expeg any casualty, at least not iriskelion. The crew in other important locations were so minuscule that they could be easily subdued by the rest of the ho people present there.
Pierce really did do the heavy work and gathered every single one of the most elusive anisation of the past tury into three floating coffins, currently on their way to space.
He kept a close eye on the carriers, as they began taking off. Jarvis actually did not have plete trol yet so the low powered, traditional ons were still in the hands of HYDRA personnel. He had to be ready for…
Just that, he thought to himself as his hand outstretched towards the Triskelion, creating a cave shield in front of the st Helicarrier, swallowing up the explosion because of the missile.
He grinned as the ey of the personnel aboard were seemingly rocked by the existence of that huge green barrier. He snapped his fingers, morphing that same barrier into ohat covered the ey of the Triskelion.
He could feel their panic as all of the trolble ons aboard the Carriers aimed themselves at the Triskelion and just let loose.
All manners of high calibre bullets, missiles, and even Lasers found themselves knog oer walls of his barriers but not even breaking through the first yer.
He slowly floated down to the cil chamber as he watched Fury and the rest of the octs of the room looking at the huge expanse of green with shock.
“Well, hello there,” He waved to the new additions to the World Security cil.
“I assume you are almost done?” He asked Romanoff who simply nodded.
He then turned his gaze to Fury who looked back for a moment before he simply smmed his hand on the sole, pressing the big red button, signalling the release of the ey of the cssified catalogue of SHIELD, from its iion to now.
And so the chapter of SHIELD came to an end……
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