1st Pov
Riding the elevator up another floor I step out into Bruce Banners lab; his lab consists of two floors with the floor destroyed between them to make enough room for the Hulk. After extensive effort I was able to get Bruce to understand Hulk.
After that Bruce willingly gave Hulk control whenever he went to sleep, this has had a positive impact on Hulk's mental development and he has begun to learn how to control his power. He has also been learning more and has become smarter.
Looking around the lab I see tens of different screens hanging around the room displaying different readings, schematics, and graphs. In the corner next to a large device that takes up a fifth of the room I can see a pair of legs sticking out of a access hatch.
Walking over I lean against the machine and tap the legs, flinching the owner of the legs smacks their head against the inside of the tight hatch before cursing.
"Morning Bruce, how's it going?" – Morgan
"Is that you Morgan?" – Bruce
Pulling himself out of the machine Bruce looks up at me with grease and oil all over his face, standing up he grabs a nearby cloth to wipe his hands before moving over to the nearest monitor. Following him around the room I check over his progress.
At the moment Bruce is using all my gathered data on fusion cores and the arc reactor to develop new nuclear reactors. His progress so far had been slow but he had made progress.
"I could use some more help Morgan, maybe a bigger facility." – Bruce
Thinking it over I don't see any problem giving Bruce his own facility and allocate a thought train to setting it up.
"Sure, you can have your own facility, I'll send you over everything you need to know later. As for needing more help you can hire people as you see fit, I'll run them all by a specialised program to make sure they aren't corporate spies." – Morgan
"Thanks Boss" – Bruce
Doing a quick check with Bruce he doesn't need anything else and I've finished reviewing all his progress, so moving on I go up another level.
The next employee I visit took a lot of effort to recruit, stepping out of the elevator I walk through the lab passed hermetically sealed rooms and corridors. Reaching the end of the corridor I step through an open door into a quaint office.
At a desk next to a window an older man works on a small vial of red liquid.
"Morning Hank, how's the work going." – Morgan
"Quiet please I'm working here" – Hank
Putting down the vial Hank puts a cap in it before wiping his hands and turning towards me.
"Good morning to you Morgan, works going well and I've had significant progress in shrinking different forms of technology." – Hank
This lab of course belonged to one Hank Pym inventor of the Pym particles; a special formula capable of shrinking any object. It took me weeks of negotiations to finally convince him to work for me, but after convincing him I didn't want to use the particles as a weapon and, that we might be able to save his wife he had agreed to work for me.
From there I had tasked Hank with developing miniature technologies to revolutionise the world, and he had made major progress. Whilst not useful with my current technologies his progress would soon be useful to me. Patting him on the back I leave him be and move to my final stop.
Stepping out on the 67th floor I look around at the complex armoury, hearing some gun shots from a closed door down the main corridor I move towards it. Opening the door, I see a ripped man without a shirt accurately duel wielding two fully automatic rifles and hitting some targets dead on.
Shouting out I try to get his attention but his guns are too loud, walking up behind him I tap him on the shoulder. Swinging around he aims both guns directly at me before his brain registers who I am, lowering his weapons you takes off his earmuffs.
"Morning Ma'am, Sorry about pointing a gun at you." – Frank
"At ease Frank, how's your wife and kids doing?" – Morgan
"They are safe and healthy Ma'am" - Frank
"That's good, how's the security going? I saw one of your guys earlier and he seemed to be doing well." – Morgan
Frank here was my head of security; I had met him when I was taking a walk through central park and got caught up in a random shooting. After dealing with the shooters, I had healed the injured people including Frank and his family, after a bit of interrogation I was able to learn the gangs were sent there to kill Frank.
Meeting Frank with this information I had offered to shield him and his family if he came to work for my security force. After all I recognised him as the future punisher and realised how well he'd fit the role.
So, after a bit of negotiation, I had agreed to help Frank find who tried to kill his family in exchange for him working for me. It was the best deal ever, Frank hired a few of his ex-military colleagues who were dishonourably discharged by corrupt officials and now I had a amazing human security force.
I also had a huge amount of robots around my building to bolster my forces but only Frank knew that. After our deal I had shown Frank around my building and introduced him to everyone before giving him a small robot to protect his family.
"Security is going well ma'am; we've had no major incidents and all head researchers have been safe." – Frank
Nodding I accept Frank's report before patting him on the back and leaving.
"Thanks Frank, you can get back to what you were doing" – Morgan
Hopping back in the elevator I ride it back to the carpark, hopping back into my car my psionic energy washes over it and I feel something weird. Disconnecting the foreign device, I levitate it to my hand, sighing I review the security footage.
Finding the culprit easily on my cameras I compile the videos and send it up to Frank's computer, opening a portal up to Frank's shooting range I lean my head through. Seeing the man, I'm looking for servicing his guns I call out.
"Hey Frank, take this bomb. Someone put it on my car, I've sent all the footage and facial recognition data to your computer. Deal with them." – Morgan
Saluting Frank takes the disarmed bomb from me. Nodding to him I pull my head back through the portal and close it, starting my car I put it into drive. I'm actually quite surprised how many companies have tried to assassinate me in different ways so far.
Pulling out of the carpark I notice the wannabe assassin standing by the carpark entrance looking shady. Slowing down I lower my window and make direct eye contact with them.
*Sigh* "Make this easy for everyone and wait here for Frank." – Morgan
Eyes widening the assassin throws a grenade at me before running away, psionically catching the grenade, and diffusing it I also catch the assassin. Running a thought through their mind I make them unable to move from their current spot without permission from Frank.
Deciding to troll a little a I use matter manipulation to change the assassins outfit into a mime outfit. Driving off I leave the confused assassin trapped in a prison constructed in their own mind, driving through times square I check up on my nearby cauldron.
Overall, it's running without issues, there were a few homeless who tried to break in but they were stopped. Another group consisting of mutants had also tried breaking in and had made a bit of progress but my combat model robots had put a quick and painful end to that attempt, they didn't kill the mutants though and just battered them up before throwing them out.
Slamming on my brakes I narrowly avoid running over a tall, blond, blue eyed and heavily muscled man.
"Sorry ma'am"
Looking closer the man seems familiar but I can't quite place it, the man still standing in front of my car spins around in confusion while looking up at the surrounding billboards. Suddenly the man's identity clicks as I realise who he is.
"Captain America?" – Morgan
Turning sharply the man looks straight at me.
"Yes ma'am, weird question but where are we?" – Steve
"We're in New York and before your next question it's early 2009 currently" – Morgan
Steve seems to get a defeated look across his face as he continues to spin and look around, noticing some blacked out SUV's driving towards us I decide to have some fun with this.
"You look a bit lost, and you probably don't want to get taken away by those agents over there, so hop in." – Morgan
Psionically opening my passenger side door whilst pointing at the approaching black cars, Steve seems to give it a bit of thought. Moving around he hops in whilst having a very conflicted expression, shutting the door I flip off the person honking behind me and drive off.
Easily loosing the tailing agents, I continue to drive around until Steve calms down.
"Where are we going ma'am? And did Howard Stark make this car, it looks quite advanced?" – Steve
Chuckling at his country bumpkin attitude I answer his question.
"No Howard died years ago, I made this car and we're not heading anywhere, we're here." – Morgan
Parking the car Steve gives me a curious look before looking outside, outside a large building stands with multiple people walking in and out of it. Above the doorway a large sign reads 'Captain America Museum' turning to Steve I look him in the eyes and address his unanswered question.
"I figured a man out of time like you could use confirmation his efforts weren't in vain." – Morgan
Popping his door open I pass him a fifty and gently push him out.
"I'll be here when you get back, I have to make some calls first." – Morgan
Sporting a conflicted expression Steve reluctantly gets out of the car and starts moving towards the entrance, shutting the door I grab my phone. Pondering a second I realise Nick never gave me his number, not needing it anyway I hack SHIELD's database and manually find it.
Thinking a bit a grin splits my face as I send him a single photo.
3rd Pov
Nick Fury was a busy man; at the moment he was having a small meeting with a few of his most trusted agents. Receiving a message from his private phone he taps the screen expecting it to be from someone he knows, instead the message comes from an unknown number and sent only a single picture.
Frowning deeply Nick motions the agents to be quiet before picking up his phone, opening the messenger app a myriad of emotions flood his mind. Turning his phone off he turns to his agents.
"Everyone out, the meeting is over." – Nick
Complying the agents funnel out of the room leaving Nick alone, tapping a button his room locks down. Pulling his phone out again he turns it on and calls the unknown number, the phone rings for a few seconds before picking up, Nick immediately goes into interrogation mode.
"Who is this? How did you get this number? How did you get that photo and what do you want?" -Nick
For a few seconds, the phone stays silent before a familiar voice comes through.
"Oh… I thought you liked the Maid outfit though?" – Morgan
"Hello Morgan" – Nick
Sighing Nick rubs the crease between eyebrows as he thinks about the troublesome alien on a call with him.
"I just wanted to ask you if you lost a certain capsicle." – Morgan
"What do you mean?" – Nick
Unsure what she was on about he began searching his recent messages, eventually he finds one that explains the current situation. Sighing Nick is frankly astonished his agents managed to lose captain America less than five minutes after he awoke. Groaning Nick puts the pieces together and addresses the alien on call with him.
"What have you done with him Morgan." – Nick
"Well, some confused old man stood in front of my car, so being the outstanding citizen I am I offered to take him for a drive. It's not my fault no one ever told the Captain not to hop in cars with strange people." – Morgan
Groaning Nick felt like smashing his head against a wall, rubbing his head he could feel himself losing even more of his non-existent hair.
"Bring him back Morgan, or I swear every government agency in the world will be after you." – Nick
"Nah, I'll bring him back later, first I'm giving him a tour of the city." – Morgan
Powerless Nick could only reluctantly hangup before he has an aneurism, taking a file out of his desk Nick swivels around in his chair as he gives it a harsh calculating look. The name of the file is 'The Avenger Initiative.'
1st Pov
Back with Morgan she was sitting in her car laughing her arse off at Nick's reactions, the entire time I was on call with him I was also watching him through the cameras in his office. Restraining my laughter I notices Steve walking out of the building and pop the car door.
Hopping in he looks dully out the window before turning to me.
"What am I meant to do now?" – Steve
Seeing the lost look on Steve's face I give it a bit of consideration.
"You could live for yourself? Or you could get back into the military and fight for the people, I'm always willing to offer you a job on my security force if you need it." – Morgan
Smiling sadly Steve seems to think about it before sighing and leaning against the window.
"Could you take me back to where you found me? I think I need to get in contact with those agents." – Steve
"I'll do you one better and take you back to their nearest headquarters, I called their boss earlier and told him I had you anyway." – Morgan
Looking at me closely for a few seconds Steve seems to try and decide whether I'm telling the truth, pulling out of the carpark I begin the short drive back into the city. As we drive a sudden look of shock crosses Steve's face as his eyes gaze up at my horns.
"Wait a second, are you a mutant?" – Steve
Feeling mischievous I decide to keep him guessing.
"Nope, try again." – Morgan
"Human?" – Steve
"Nope" – Morgan
"A new species?" – Steve
"Kind of" – Morgan
"Are you an Alien!?!" – Steve
Turning slowly to Steve I look him directly in the eyes before cycling my face between my two forms as if a dark wave passed over me.
"Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner. Yep I'm a bona fide alien from outer space." – Morgan
Showing a large bit of concern Steve also has traces of curiosity.
"You're not going to eat me right?" – Steve
Chuckling I look over at the tense Steve, and quickly flash my razor sharp teeth.
"Of course… not. Human's taste terrible, I tried someone's arm before but spat it out because it was so disgusting. Anyway, we're here, see you later Steve." – Morgan
Having fun teasing Steve we unfortunately reach our destination and I have to stop, opening the door Steve get's out before leaning back in and bidding me goodbye. Shutting the door I begin the drive home, now with one extra vial of super soldier blood.
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