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  Aveower[May 2015]

  –Jack Sullivan–

  He was still in his stealth form as he slowly made his way toward the now repaired Aveower. It was only the Avengers’ Tower for namesake because the inal members of the Avengers didn’t really live there, save for Tony himself.

  Pepper used to live there but even she moved out permaly to LA, to be both closer to Stark Industries HQ as well as to be away from the tre of attention of every single evil force out there.

  The Spy twins popped up from time to time but for the majority of their time, they were either in pseudo retirement on their farm with their hidden family or running missions for Coulson i, with the underground SHIELD that was still running around.

  They had a little funding issue retly but he was able to secure another round of funding in the form of a little space exploratory fee, collected from NASA as well as a coalition of private panies who were more than willing to throw some mo his face to get them to various points in the sor system.

  One guy from NASA almost fainted when he was told that he could create portals that led straight to a ruined remnant of a very advanced civilizatiht in their sor system. Ofcourse, the ruined ndscapes of Titan were off limits for civilians. Because most of the world’s govers knew of the fate that befell the very advanced civilisatioher through Tony himself leaking the footage or through the US making the information avaible to its allies.

  Thor was off somewhere, gallivanting god knows where with urn in sight. Bruce was…the less said about him the better.

  Actually, that was one of the reasons why he was ba NYC so early. He wao meet Tony, get his measure ohing he was about to do, and also, get an update on how the trag for the Scarlet Witch as well as QuickSilver went.

  It still kept him up at times to know that a realised Scarlet Witch was out there, with a speedster no less. Natural speedsters could do a lot of damage before anyone evehat they were utack. Currently, Wanda was the most dangerous but it was only because he khat there was no way he would be able to blitz them and take them out without making a huge fuss.

  The very existence of Pietro prevehat. The man robably stuck to his sister like glue. A sister who was capable of iy as if it were her bitch.

  He didn’t know what the A One was thinking, calling off the wartime wards, and telling the Masters that the emergency was resolved.

  It was very muot resolved but aside from giving him a slight boost, courtesy of that impromptu ritual, there was nothing she had done on her end to hunt down Wanda.

  That was inexcusable in his opinion, no matter what her greater good instincts were telling her.

  Absentmindedly, he found himself right above the Iron Man nding pad built on the penthouse of the Tower, made specially so that Tony could take off his suit in style, without missing a step. A meical engineering marvel, made with Aeronatural grade precision, just so that the man could have his badass lookiry a.

  Oh yeah, it worked both ways now. Previously, it could only take off the suit but now, Tony has figured out how to put on the suit through the spinning rims as well. He had the distinct privilege of seeing To hit in the shin by one of the suits’ parts because it was not properly calibrated at the time.

  It worked fwlessly now though, obviously.

  “Good Afternoon, Mr.Sullivan,”

  “By the Stan Lee!” he excimed out loud as a floating bobblehead appeared right in front of him, showing Jarvis in his chosen avatar. It was of a posh British fellow with a white moustache and a no nonsense face, set in stone.

  Tony had gone silent the first time he had seen the face but has sihen accepted it and moved on.

  “Hello Jarvis, I see that you have been making exceptional progress with your anti stealth measures.” He dispelled the spell and nded on the baly of the penthouse.

  “Thank you, Mr.Sullivan. I believe that I have bee capable of unravelling tier 1 illusions with a 99.982% certainty. Certainly, Tier 3 illusions like the ones cast by the Scarlet Witch are still beyo I hope to get there someday.” Jarvis expined as his bobble head floated behind him, the cartoonish appearaually invoking a sense of calm in him.

  Huh, British guys really were the best to bee butlers, it would seem.

  If only he was an etric billioh moo throw around and daddy issues in spades, he could have hired a British Butler, or more like a British nanny for himself as well.

  But oh well, he was a (mostly) well adjusted individual with no daddy issues to speak of, differentiating him from the ed Billionaires.

  “Where are the others?” He went inside and used his barrier to summon his favourite non alcohol drink ihe penthouse, strawberry Quick, and sat his ass down on the very fortable sofa that just made his form sink into the cushions.

  He was not just big but dense as well, so him sinking into the couch was not a surprise. The surprise was the instant message fun that activated as it enrged most of his body and only left his body from the neck up exposed and not being actively massaged.

  “Sir is on his way. Ms. Romanoff is on a mission with SHIELD. Mr.Barton is on his maime off. Ms.Sparkles, as you have instructed me to call her, is currently coordinating rescue efforts io Rico after a small localised earthquake hit the city of San Jose and its surrounding areas, resulting in multiple ndsl–”

  “Jarvis? Video feed, please?” He said as he instantly stood up from the sofa, the words ringing some bells in his mind.

  The e bobblehead disappeared and a small blue regle appeared in front of him, and a video feed quickly appeared on top of it. IT showed the earthquake inating from a very shallow point in nd, with no disible teic in in sight.

  “Shit.” He muttered as he opened a portal.

  “Jarvis, have To me in San Jose. I will go stabilise the situation as much as I . Tell him t in Space rated suits because the enviro will not be suitable for him,” He said and without waiting for Jarvis’ reply, flew into the portal at breakneck speeds.

  He almost crashed into the ground but stopped himself at the st moment.

  “Sparkles, where is Coulson? I know he is here somewhere, even after I warned him about the pretty blue aliens.” He opened up his s el and asked Maria Hill.

  He couldn’t believe he had fotten about the Inhuman stuff in the Agents of SHIELD TV Sow. In his defehat show was ter reted to not be but it would seem that it was here.

  “One day, I am going to kill you for starting that niame. Until then, maybe the alien city do the job for me. I have sent the coordio you. Careful, the city itself is hostile, as far as I know. HYDRA, despite your best efforts, still survived.”

  “Ah, Sparkles, I know you love me too much to kill me. Also, I know about HYDRA. We did kill HYDRA during the Helicarriers, no, this HYDRA is another branch. Leave it to me, you don’t worry your pretty little sparkly head about it.”

  He giggled childishly as he heard expletives being shouted from the other end of the s. Apparently, the name Robin Sparkles had taken off, among every single agency that Hill had to work with, courtesy of Jarvis using it, and as a result of that, Tony using it as well.

  And sidering that Tony was officially employing her, he had quite a bit of power to introduce her to all his es. It was quite fun to mess with her, he had to keep himself ready for bullets that could fly any time both of them were in the same room for extended periods of time.

  He shook his head, his face slowly morphing into one of grim determination as he received the coordinates. Huh, it was close by, but only underground.

  Well, it made sehe Kree built the city using volic stones, what with the advantage offered to them by their advaeology.

  “Time to embrace my roots,” He muttered to himself, knowing the fact that the only reason he was chosen for the ill fated experiment where Gamma Blood, Super Soldier Serum, and liquified Terrigenesis crystals were pumped into him was only because he held strong Inhuman blood in him.

  He also knew what happened in the shows and the probable cause of the whole localised Earthquake. Skye, or Daisy Johnson had probably awoken her Inhumaage. Well, another responsibility on his pte then.

  He really wished he had some other civilisation he could turn to, for discretion as well as advanced sces, other than Wakanda. Talokan tion but he did not know much about Namor’s rule and he would not risk anything without having a plete measure of Namor.

  Half the reasorusted T’Chal was because he khat he could upend aroys Wakanda at a moment’s notice. That fidence made sure that T’Chal stayed in line. Nothing of that sort would fly with Namor. That madman might just pit his kingdom against the surfa a doomed attempt for world domination.

  That would just result in him being responsible flobal genocide.

  Thoughts rapidly passed through his mind as his barrier tio drill him straight to Coulson.

  His barriers were already spread all around him, traversing miles within seds to transmit all the information ba.

  He perked up as his barriers finally picked up something. Smiling, he crashed through a thick yer of stone and right into the form of one bulked up dude right as he was about to smash his fist into the face of one very pretty agent.

  Silence reigned in the cave as he stood atop a very struggling, almost rabidly, person who had, get this, pletely bck eyes with red eyeballs. Shrugging, his barriers khe person out.

  “Hi!” he smiled at the assembled agents here. He could reise the iic duo, Fitz and Simmons, along with Coulson and Melinda May.

  There was a collective sigh of relief all around them as the pretty woman who almost had her face bashed in, pushed him. He let her because the person below was suitably restrained, on top of being unscious. His body was odd. It was covered in a very thin energy yer.

  “So, Mr.Sullivan, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Coulson, as usual, was unfppable as he stepped forward and shook his hand.

  He rolled his eyes at that, “Nothing much, Coulson. Just heard that you were in a bit of trouble. The evacuation is ing along nicely, I assume. Sparkles told me,” He added in after everyone looked at him weirdly.

  “Ah..” Everybody nodded as if that made pletely sense. He could imagine her screaming bloody murder at him. What was even funnier was that Hill was from ada as well, from a historical line of gover agents, and since ada and the Uates had quite an exge program when it came to spies, it could be said that spying was in Sparkles’ blood.

  “Now, where is the entrao the city?” He asked Coulson and he could feel the eeam tensing in response. He rolled his eyes internally. What was he? Some sort of vilin?

  “How…do you know about that?”

  He was about to reply but Melinda May cut him off, “Screw that, we have no time. We have one of our team members and a tractor–”

  “That just means tracted assassin.” He couldn’t help but interrupt, and then raise his hands in surrender after being subjected tre.

  “-As I was saying, two of the people that came with us have desded into the city. We have no reliable means of getting to them. Your help will be greatly appreciated.” She stated all of that in a very professional, no nonsense way, and he had to admire her metaphorical balls for it.

  He took a long look at Coulson and then nodded, “Alright. If it’s alright with you, please step inside.” He gestured to the now created ptform that floated slightly above the ground. Everyoook one look at the still restrained dude on the ground and the woman standing guard behind him. He sighed and twitched his fingers, enveloping the dude and then having him stationed oform.

  The woma him for some reason and then stomped oform as well. Then, one by one, everyone else stood oform as well, save for…

  “Get on, Coulson. We are going to gh the defenses. I ’t guarahat you won’t be hurt.” He said as he looked over the hole that led straight into darkness. He waved his finger as a barrier punctured the roof aered the hole as if it was a bullet.

  “Careful! Matered and he came back….like that,” Coulson warned him. That had him give Mack as Coulson called him, a once over. He would have to see what was wrong with his brain and the role of that energy field around him.

  For now, though? He had an a Kree city to quer and quara would be awesome to just transport the ehing to the Mirror Dimension and then to somewhere on Mars or something.

  This way, it could be preserved so that they could better uand its tech. Also, if the KRee did show up somehow, he could totally kick their asses as well. Bonus points if he could meet Danver and befriend her as well.

  She seemed like a no nonsense rigid person but overall someone who would fight on the good side of things.

  “Alright, better get in before we get another one of those.” He raised his eyebrows at Coulson as another shock hit their loaking dust fall from the ceiling.

  Coulson nodded as he stood oform, the ehing turning into an imperable cube on and.

  His barriers already having explored his entry point, he just plowed through the thousands of years old artificial formations, probably older than even Pyramids, as he reached the A Kree City, left behind by Rogue Kree so that future Inhumans could awaken here.

  “Whoa!” Fitz excimed behind him as they looked at the noidly lighting up city. It was as if the city was waking up, with the symbols’ lighting on the ground in a slow breathing manner.

  They brightened and dimmed in sync around the ey.

  The city itself was huge, like unreasonably huge. But the architecture was such that everything led to a single pce, some sort of dome structure in the middle.

  His neapped towards the dome as he immediately flew towards it, the cube left behind. The members were safe behind his barriers but Daisy Johnson was not.

  She was sat down on her ass, cradling one probably broken arm and bsting apart what looked like tree vines with her only funal arm, blood rapidly poolih her.

  Both of the batants paused and looked at him as he manoeuvred through the temple, wouldn’t want to destroy important archeological findings, and then watched as he brought down his barriers on the vine and isoted the ehing.

  “Do not Fear. For I AM HERE!” he nded with his hands on his hips, a etic spell making him shine golden.

  Daisy took one look at him and….fainted.

  Rude.

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