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  Kamar Taj, Kathmandu

  –Jack Sullivan–

  He was tense. His entire mind and soul were screaming at him to get away from the woman in front of him. Logically, he was aware that the woman in front of him was one of the good guys, even if she leaned more into the grey than the light but he was alright with that. The world didn’t o be defined in the colors of white and bck. More often than not, the situation and the world were mrey than people like to aowledge.

  So, despite his instincts warring with his logical mind, he followed behind the A Ohe Sorcerer Supreme of Earth, badass extraordinaire and stealer of Dormammu’s energy. For her to show her ba was a sign of trust that he would like to reciprocate so he deactivated the multiple barriers he had summoned around himself in preparation for a frontation aered the barrier and found himself in a medieval courtyard of some sort. The green skin stayed on because it was pletely reflexing on his body’s part and since he was still feeling a little tense and afraid, it tio stay on. It was night time here in Nepal so there were hardly any people present but he could somehow feel the presenany people in the pce.

  “Wele to Kamar Taj though I have a hint that you knew of this pce beforehand,” The A One dipped her head toward him and beed for him to follow her to one of the many rooms of Kamar Taj. The entire pce was like a maze to him. He wouldn’t even find his way back if that route eveed in the first pce. He would not be surprised if they had not made liberal use of the spatial magic they had access to and expahe pce from the ihough he imagihat too would e at a cost of some sort.

  Soon, they reached a hut that already had some sort of tea setup already present oable. The A O on one of the chairs that looked a older than he was and he was ting the memories he had gotten from the previous owner of this body as well. He sat gingerly on the chair, not sure if he should do it, sidering that the chair probably deserved its own p a British museum at this point. Finally, he sat down and looked at the A One who was looking at him with a faint sense of amusement. He ducked his head a bit at that.

  The woman had a way of making him feel like a school kid. Unsurprising, siderirue age.

  “So, why have yht me here?” He asked her straightforwardly, not beating around the bush. He did not have a pn in pce for his life after having been spotted but that certainly did not involve the A One. He would love to learn magic but he felt that there was a certain quota of powers that os and he had a feeling that he already filled his. He didn't even have his first powers in trol.

  “You tell me, Mr.Sullivan. You e bzing through in our reality and repce a soul that was about to be extinguished, only to re-emerge with a glow that only the oldest of Elder Gods remember and thus, fear. So, let me ask you this, what are your iions towards Earth?” The A One leaned forward and asked him with an utterly serious face. The shadows in the room seemed to lean away from the scary woman. He uood, he would do that too.

  He gulped at the question and paused as he realised what she was referring to. She was referring to the Hulk’s e to ay on par with the stro beings of the multiverse. He feared taking his name even in his mind because names have power in this universe and he did not want to get ganked before he could even reach level 100 of his powers.

  “I have no harmful iions to Earth. The denizens leave a lot to be desired and some might get hurt but not all of them. I want to uand and use my powers for the good and to be ho, creating barriers seems like the perfect recipe to bee someone who protects rather than attacks,” He bbbered out, hoping that she would not try and imprison him.

  She openly scoffed at his words, “Barriers? Please. I admit that your Power istructs are impressive. Capable of withstanding bsts even from the likes of Infinity Stones but they are certainly not just for defend you know that too. I am sure you must have thought of hundreds of different sarios where your powers easily perform the role of a knife or a sword instead of a shield,” He paused a bit at the power ic bit, and then he begrudgingly her insinuating about the offensive aspect of his powers. He had noticed that too.

  “As for your iiardih, this room seems to deteo lies and I am ined to believe it for the time being but make no mistake, Mr.Sullivan, I will be keeping a close eye on you during your stay in Kamar Taj,” She said and stood up, the tea setup having disappeared during their versation. And she didn’t even offer him a cup of tea.

  How rude!

  Wait! Stay at Kamar Taj?

  “What? Why would you let me stay here?” He questioned her as he followed behind her. As soon as he crossed the door, the e shimmered and then disappeared as if it didn’t eve in the first pce.

  He stood there with his mouth agape but then remembered his previous words and ran after the A One.

  “Isn’t it clear, Mr.Sullivan? You have nowhere else to go and what sort of Sorcerer Supreme would I be if I let you ght into the jaws ue sorcerers and witches without training you first and turning you into a fine defense for Earth,” The A One delivered that dialogue smoothly and turned right into a path that he was sure did a few moments ago. He ran after her after a moment only to see a dead end.

  “What the…” He murmured to himself as he turned around and tried to find his way back.

  It would seem that he had a pce to stay after all.

  “Oh, thank God, or the Vishanti?” He muttered to himself as he tried to find the way out of this maze he was trapped in.

  He would have some sort of breathing room after all. Kamar Taj seemed like the perfect pce to step back, take a breather, and then go on to the phase of the pn.

  There was just one small problem.

  He had no damn pn!

  “Oh My God what am I gonna do? It hasn’t been even a week since I came here and I have just goh the flow so far. I ’t do that. The New York Invasion is ing. The Chitauri are ing. Loki is ing. What I do? What I-”

  “Excuse me?”

  He meically looked at the apprentice who looked somewhat weirded out by his behaviour.

  “Y-yes?”

  “Are you lost?”

  “U-Um, Yes?” He hesitantly replied, his mind still shaken from that mini panic attack he had or was still having.

  “Let me show you the way. I assume you will be staying at the dorms?” The apprentice assumed something and he did ly correct him either. Teically, he was at the lowest level in Kamar Taj, probably even lower than apprentices since he had not been formally inducted into the ranks of Kamar Taj. The appreook him to a small hut that seemed just as old as everything in this pce, i.e., A.

  “Thank you,” He thahe apprentid then awkwardly bowed back as the apprentice bowed to him. He looked at the hut’s door which seemed somewhat intimidating for him. He gingerly crossed the threshold and was surprised to find a room with more than enough space for a single person. There was a small futon id out for him and then there was another room which presumably led to a bathroom. There was also closet space for his clothes or his other belongings. He did not have mu the way of that so that was not a straint at all. There was some sort of envelope on a table he futon so he chose to see what that was about before taking a bath, maybe if it was avaible to him.

  He opehe envelope and caught the ring that immediately fell out of it. He held on to the ring and shivered as some sort of assed over him. He then saw another piece of paper and ope to see it read in italics: SHAMBALA. It was the cssic wifi password that was also given te as well in the movie as well.

  He sighed in relief and then immediately headed to the bathroom and was suffitly delighted to find a somewhat old but funal bathtub which was already filled with hot water and smelled like heaven to him.

  “Ah! That’s the stuff,” He excimed once his body hit the optimal temperature and he would have just passed out there had his body not been suffitly enhanced by that god-forsaken procedure that HYDRA had done on him.

  ________xx_____

  Triskelion, Washington DC

  –Nick Fury–

  “What the fuck happehat day, Coulson? I thought you knew how Stark would react if you came on to,” He couldn’t help but curse out loud as the metri of shit that had piled up on his desk iwo days he was not avaible due to the woing on at Project PEGASUS. Apparently, Selvig and his team had some breakthroughs in the energy synization process but the side effect of that procedure was that the very air around the entire base was suffused with the Tesseract’s energy, makiernal unipossible.

  Coulson’s grimace was clear for him to see. He was still staying in LA, hoping to get a meeting with Start before he could retaliate in some way. They still wao maintain at least cordial retionships with Stark because, as much as it pained him to admit it, Stark’s genius was something they could any possible moment. He was also very pissed as to who informed the White House about a potential enhanced, an underage enha that. That was a whole nother of worms that he didn’t even want to get into.

  Just what had gotten into the head of POTUS to order a strike on an underage kid who showed signs of having powers with none of the mental instability that Banner exhibits wheurns into his alter-ego. This could have been a tremendous opportunity for SHIELD to gain another Avenger didate and they did not even have to do anything in that case siony himself had expressed a strong desire to take on that kid as a mentor and he would be more than happy to have two of his biggest problems in a single pce where he could have easily monitored their progress.

  But nooo. Somebody had to open their big mouths a that i with the photos to somebody high up in the of and and with the President’s known distaste for enhanced people, he had overreacted and directly mobilised the Army. The event that transpired ter on was a whole different thing.

  The enhanced, Jack, from the hat Stark had given the White House, had chosen to stop hiding in his bedroom and had e out, floating right outside the hotel, above a very crowded street that was being rapidly emptied by the local PD. Their efforts were not very fruitful as the general public, curious as they were, had gathered around the blockade and recorded the whole thing. Jack had chosen to e out of the hotel and then, like a rocket, went straight into the stratosphere at speeds exceeding Mach 10. The Jets that had been cirg the city immediately chased after him but their speeds meant that Jack was soon out of their sights.

  Sometime ter, Jack had disappeared from their satellites as well and the POTUS had unched a nationwide manhunt for him. Suffice it to say that Stark was very pissed at them and rightfully so.

  “Sir, I didn’t know that the WSC would directly take over and of my then team and order them to detain the individual without inf me,” Coulson said, his accusation clear. What was WSC doing having direct tact with agents under his right-hand man’s direand? That was bypassing his authority and he did not like that o.

  He sighed, pletely drained from the ordeal, “Just, stay there, Coulson. I will be there as soon as I and hopefully, ut this whole thing behind us and have Stark track down Jad give him the Bareatment. I also have multiple pendiings with the POTUS as well as the WSC. I have half a mind to ignore all of them but duty calls, Coulson. Stay safe and keep your eyes peeled. We ’t really igher members of your team spying on you for the WSC as well,”

  Coulson ersely and ehe call.

  “Hill, please tell me you got something,”

  Hill turned around, looking away from the s that had all kinds of data on the impromptu flight that Jack kid took. It still boggled his mind thinking about the kind of mobility that kid has at such a young age. Imagining that with a trained agent made him shudder. He had to get the kid before anybody else did.

  “Sir, we tracked Jack till a certain point then he disappeared, as was recorded by every ency. What we have recorded is a very simir energy signature to that of the Hulk. We tried to match his energy signature to that of the ones we have iabase and we have a match,”

  He immediately leaned forward in i. Hill opened her tablet and showed it to him.

  It was the Experimental Base in ada.

  “You don’t think….” His eyes narrowed as he looked at Hill. They were still searg for the person who had blown up a signifit portion of their base. That portion was hidden even from him and had been specially made on the orders of the WSC. The energy signature they had found in that area matched with Jack’s nearly pletely.

  He leaned back as his thoughts ran a mile a minute.

  “Delete this. Nobody aside from us knows about this. Got it, Hill?” He pinned her with his stare.

  She looked back fearlessly and then nodded, “Uood,”

  “Dismissed,”

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