A New Hero Arises!

PROLOGUE (CHAPTER ZERO)

"Bishamonten! Bring your disdain to bear down upon the wicked" The garbage riddled alley between the neighborhood bakery and the Vietnamese owned thrift shop thundered with his words of power. In the instant after, a brilliant, almost blinding flash of white-green light could be seen from the streets adjacent . Two loud thuds followed seconds later. After a few moments a tall darkly dressed figure emerges, escorting the slight, hunched, elderly owner of the thrift store. As the two leave the scene, a drunken patron of the local bar stumbles into the alley, with the intent of relieving himself. His bleary vision nearly causes him to fall on his face when he misses two oversized lumps lying in the middle of the alley. He strains, forcing his sight to focus. He is startled by what he sees. Bodies! two unconscious bodies, maybe dead, lying in the road! He lets out a slight yelp of fear and desperately back pedals, afraid of being caught near them, and flees down the street as quickly as his unsteady legs allow.

Colonel Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. looked away from the monitor, finished watching the new "potential danger to his country". Hero, or villain, only time would tell. He WOULD work for S.H.I.E.L.D. Of that much he was certain. Even if he needed to manipulate matters in order to do so, and he COULD do so. He would try the diplomatic approach first. He turned to his number one. "What do you think of our new acquisition Miss Romanova?"