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  Outer Space, Midgard Sector, Aboard Helicarrier Omega[August 2015]

  –Jack Sullivan–

  “So, I like what you’ve doh the pce,” he ented as he walked the halls of the Omega Helicarrier, the ohat had been designated as the are for SWORD, ohat was rapidly being the agency for the p. It was not every day that you saw every try on the p pull their weight and vote for the agency to get nearly uered access to anything that came out of the p.

  It also meant that SWORD could not legally interfere in any tries’ operations to secure themselves a on in the ret new arms race that was the super soldier or the meta human ons race. So far, he khat a, America, Russia, ada, and the Swiss had aire team of their own, filled with superpowered people.

  Not that he put any thought into them because, well, for example, Russia’s team sisted of two people who did have powers but they were not well suited for bat despite the individuals themselves beiremely dangerous, fur humans, that is.

  “Well, we did get the Bnk ched most of the work was done for us by SHIELD. I never really thanked you for this, did I?” One of the three anders of SWORD, the overseers, as their official title, Tina, if he remembered correctly, was her name, respoo his question.

  The overseers were the three captains of the Helicarriers and were responsible for, what was essentially a third of the entire fighting power of SWORD individually. It created a tralisation of power into the hands of four people, the fourth being the Director of SWORD but it worked really well because each superpower, the USA, Russia, and a got an overseer of their own and the Director was chosen by yours truly before SWORD was even an agency so that was out of the question.

  “Yes, Tina, I made sure that the Helicarriers could be salvaged ter on, instead of just destroying hundreds of billions of dolrs worth of gover money but even I had hought that it would grow to bee this big. I mean, how many operatives do you have, in space, right now?” Well, that was a lie since he did know about SWORD but he khat SWORD would never bee this big, not without his direterferenbsp;

  “About 11,000 people stay full time, across all three Carriers and the shuttle service Ship we have that is stantly ferrying people and resources bad forth between the Carriers and various drop points we have on the p,” Tina rolled her eyes at him, clearly aware of his involvement in the agency at every step of the way.

  There were particurly publid rge debates that had to be settled by him talking to Tony, rec a video about his thoughts and opinions on the subjed then uploading it to the web using Jarvis’ work which had spao the world by now, ensuring that even the remotest parts of the remotest nations heard his message and in turn, made sure that their leaders, politis heard that message.

  After that, it retty easy to divert funding from mainly useless veo SWORD, which was aremely useful venture. Already, they had discovered and maintained limited tact with the Inhumans living on the Moon.

  Discovered the blue spa the Moon but had backed off after he sent them a warning about a ic reality ing alien making that his home, instead reending them to send in an unmanned drone, which they had done.

  “Well, do any of these 11,000 people know how to cook? I am hungry and I am sure that whatever it is that you want to ask of me be asked over lunch, right?” He’d gleaned her iions from the beginning when the Director had been overly enthusiastic, which for her was just a tiny bit of increase in speed of talking, and sending an Overseer just to show him around?

  Now that was extravagant because there were no other people who could fully take over the job of the Overseer. They were responsible fress and egress permissions, food and water requirements for their Helicarrier, iation for better supplies and projects along with the personnel required. It would take a full team to do what the Overseers do.

  Basically, SWORD was an umbrel anisation with three rge Agencies operating in a loose formation, which was something that not one of the tries in the UN budged and since he khat public opinion about something like individual trol of the Helicarriers was not going to be as divisive, he let them be but made sure to impress upohat if he found any evidence doing.

  Well, if the Helicarriers be brought up, they be brought down as well.

  He did shoulder aire Helicarrier, which was just as heavy as the current one, and that was when he was much weaker. He wagered that he could probably do it without promising his own safety and for a much longer period with a sustained load.

  Tina’s smile became a bit strai his straightforward statement, “Um, yeah. Sure, we have a bite. I’ll just call ahead, give me a moment,”

  He tio look out of one of the many gss viewing pces scattered across the Helicarrier while his ears followed Tina as she walked a fair distance away before taking out her phone, dialing something, and then…

  His brows furrowed a bit as he realised that he was not just listening to her being silent, no he could hear nothing around her. Not her breathing, not the way her shoes made a slight scraping sound because she was not walking on carpet, nothing.

  Curious, he turned around and saw her holding aremely futuristic looking phohat projected a subtle blue s all around her face.

  Damn, they really did get quite the advaech goodies wheook a standard issue tech tree from Xandar, gave it to Tony, and then told him to dissemihe tece he was sure that he could build something more advanced and o was safe to do so.

  Tina spoke furiously with someone on the phone befiving him a nervous smile and then turning around once again, probably afraid that he might try and lip read or something. He wasn’t sure what they wanted because he khat all three of the Overseers were not really bad people, Tony had made sure of that by going through each of the didates' backgrounds thhly, and he even enlisted the help of some of the Masters who were really good at information gathering by the way of rituals.

  Yup, those kinds of rituals existed as well. A Really simple one was a sacrificial ritual, which sounded wrong but the only sacrifice was some chalk, some dimensional energy, some CHI, and a hair of the person whose morality o be dised.

  He was not strong enough to get answers about his morality but he did use that ritual as a benchmark and reended, which was basically chose, three Overseers who kinda had grey spots in their morality but the overwhelming majority of which was green and light yellow.

  Green was good.

  Yellow was sood, like it bes them in some way to be good, so good.

  Grey was ive, but decidedly human feelings like hate, envy, rese, bitterness, anger, etc.

  Bow that was something to worry about because it actually represented something that resulted in the very psyche of the person being damaged, either due to something happening to them or something they did, it mattered not.

  Just like he couldn’t approve of someone who was 100% good and did not know that one had to bend in life sometimes to get things done, he could not approve of someone who had even a splotch of b their morality.

  Their director was the same but she had a much rger splotch of grey, which was fine because he knew her personally. Altogether, he didn’t think there was anything that these four could do that would upset him and he didn’t know why they were approag him in the first pce.

  He was actually here to invite any one of the senior staffs and his team to gravel with him to Asgard, as an official envoy from Midgard, but then he was saddled with Tina who tio make small talk with him.

  As one infer, he had always been very muvolved with SWORD, from day one because it was essentially only him that had been propping up the entire anisation, in the beginning at least. Nowadays that anisation itself had grown strong enough to hold its own against the world, not that all the agents were absolutely loyal to SWORD with the ability to disregard or suppress any of their biases towards their home nations.

  So, he was surprised when Tina didn’t say anything, just fshed him a nervous smile and then led him to the cafeteria, which was staffed by just a single person who seemed to be the supervisor. Everything was automated here.

  He couldn’t help but ask, “If you guys have automated everything, why do you need 4000 damn people on a single ship?”

  “Uh, that is because the frequency of supply runs done by our ships and the number of ships keeps on increasing. We have not yet reached the level where we reliably deploy any automated system to get some of the newer systems running. Stark is not looking to sell them and for now, the rest of the world wishes to have men in space so that’s what we are doing,” Tina expined as their food arrived.

  Absolutely loaded Hamburger with Cheesy fries.

  Ah, the automation maes mao make even something like that look sterile enough. WIth the meat, the multiple veggies and the sauces being so uniform throughout the burger that hefting the whole thing in one hand didn’t even make any veggies or sauce spill.

  Disappointing.

  His eyes lit up as he took oe of it. Tasted good enough though.

  “Yes?” He finally asked Tina who hadn't even taken a bite out of her food.

  “You see. Mr.Sullivan, while I wholeheartedly agree that we should not be sharing teology with our parent tries, the UN passed a secret vote a while back, us to reveal “strategically advantageous” teology to the tries in a phased manner,”

  Oh. So, that was what she wao talk about. They must not know that Jarvis is everywhere now and this was one of the first things that he was informed about. So, Tina was uandably surprised when his rea was just, “Okay.”

  “Uh, wh-what? You are Okay with this?” Tina stammered, which was odd because they should know he was not really ed with teology sharing, in fact he vividly remember telling Tony to get Earth as a whole up to speed, not just Stark Industries or the USA who had just waved him off at the time and assured him that it would be done.

  “Yeah, I khat the greedy politis would not be able to keep their hands off it but I am sure that it was not all enpassing. You choose what to give and what to keep, right?”

  Tina that, defting into her chair, “Yeah, that is what we were able to iate. They wanted full access but then we remihem that you were still alive,”

  He finished chewing his burger and then replied, “Damn right, I am still alive. Anyway, I didn’t e here for that, although you guys should really rex, I am not someone who will fly inte. Leaving that aside, I came here because I need someoo e with me, to ahat could use some SWORD presence,”

  “Oh, where?”

  “Oh, nowhere. It is just the ation ceremony of the new King of Asgard, Thor. I want to make sure that SWORD is reised as the de facto authority from Earth and the best way to do that is through Asgard,”

  “Done. When is it.?” She asked him excitedly.

  “In two days?

  He leaned bck as she shrieked at him,”What! Only two days?”

  Aaand, then she was gone.

  ____xx____

  Some bea Southern Italy

  –Wanda Maximoff–

  She rolled her eyes as she watched her brother smooth talk his way into anirl's panties. IT was weird whehought of it like that but when she had abilities like reality ing on a macro as well as micro scale and was using it to stantly monitor and slightly alter their reality so as to remain hidden, it got hard to filter out the information.

  stantly dealing with this level of information, while they were on the run was headache indug at first but after she had further acclimated with this body, it was almost like sed nature to her now.

  It was hard, ving Pietro that she was not dangerous, not to him, and they had to remain on the run because she made some very dangerous ehat would find her and then make her go away. She never really said the K word because she did not want to lie to Pietro and she did not know what the A One would do.

  The one in her world would have fouhrough brute force, probably used the Infinity Stone on her, and then banished her entirely but this one seemed to be much more easy going, willing to let her be as long as she didn't do anything too chaotic.

  And she hadn’t.

  She made sure that ne scale mindwipe was anywhere. She just altered the face structure of her brother, who always wanted dimples and sharper jaw lines, something that she was happy to oblige.

  And she went with a ged hair colour while tuning her body to gain a better hss figure.

  Vanity pleasing? Yes, but she did die and e back to life with all the things undone in her life, so she could be excused for wanting to look pretty.

  She khat she would not be able to do this for long. Someday, somewhere, they would e for her, to make sure that her dues were paid for. And on that day, she would go willingly because she khat there was no point in fighting the iable, and there was a e that Pietro could be hurt because of her.

  So, even as she felt something approag her destiny, she didn’t move away. She was done running. She had already done all that she could. She’d supercharged Pietro’s powers in a way that she didn’t fully uand but it allowed him to enhance himself to ridiculous degrees.

  Allowed him to punch really hard, really fast, like on the level of the Hulk, once he gained enough momentum. Heal instantly, like stupidly fast.

  As in the bullet hole healing even as the bullet is still passing through his body. Yup, her agic abilities really do e in handy when she knew what to boost. All of these abilities, just at the cost of extra calories.

  And then, she made sure that he also had a secret at that held enough moo feed him for years if need be.

  That was all that she could do. Aside from that, it felt wrong to approach Stark Tower because in this world, her vision was not bor and if what she felt from the Chaos was right, he never would be born.

  It also felt wrong to love someone else. Her love for Vision still persisted, in the form of grief and love. So much love.

  So, when her fate came to her, she would be where she was now.

  Sipping a martini, on a shack, waiting for the sun to set so that she could sleep in the cool sand like she had done for the past week that they had been here.

  It was liberating.

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