Chapter 1
The continuously growing company of Black Enterprises wasn't exempt from it's own problems, which was why the creator of said company was currently in the sub branch in England instead of vacationing in Cairo or at taking care of business at her main branch in America. Instead of being surrounded by the rich, silk fabrics of Egypt or the flashy metal and chemical contraptions of her own lab, Aster Black was surrounded by the old nuisances invested in her England branch. Rich, wrinkly old men that believed they had any ounce of control in how her business operated. Fools, she thought snidely.
"Countess Black, we implore you to consider creating weapons again. Your stocks will rise marginally if you provide buyers with nuclear weapons again, especially since Stark Industries has moved their attentions from weapons to clean energy. It would give our company a near monopoly and boost our sales." Hammond Davies was the biggest nuisance for Aster. The man would not give up on trying to bring weapons back under their company's domain and while Aster made weapons, she refused to retail them to people that she had no idea the affiliations of. The rest of the Board was sadly in agreeance.
"I'm sorry Investors but my company will not be used to sell weapons, I have made that very clear. At one point the company did sell high powered weapons but after Parliament turned their attentions to us, the regulations would have simply run this company to the ground. I refuse to allow Black Enterprises to be involved in any war or have the government breathing down our necks. Instead, we aim to create protections from the struggle of war, just recently we released the Sowilo RT which will be sold only to government personnel. I believe that is all today?"
Though she had asked the question, Aster didn't stay long enough to hear the answer. Instead she packed her tablet into her carrier along with other contracts that had been discussed earlier in the meeting and strode out of the door.
As soon as she reached her black Maserati GranTurismo she let out a sigh of relief. The expensive black sports car was a shield to all of the bullshit that came from the Board members. It seemed like every six months she was called back to England to take care of something that was child's play and this time the work took her much longer to handle. It wasn't just the Board that she had to put up with but also the state of the labs, it seemed that one of her ex-employees had been experimenting with Plutonium-239, a radioactive chemical element that serves as a biproduct of nuclear power industries. Of course it backfired and blew two-thirds of the labs to bits but the only person hurt was the employee who was now in a coma. Of course, that was a lawsuit that she had to deal with in the year that she stayed in England.
Today, Aster Black was finally allowed to go home. A knocking on her car window set her aback though.
Rolling down the heavily tinted window revealed a dark man with an eyepatch and Aster was left to sigh heavily. There goes her vacation.
"Countess Black."
"Director Fury, to what do I owe the pleasure." If she said it with a hint of sarcasm, the man didn't twitch.
"Join me in the jet," it was a demand and Fury knew that would get the busy woman's attention. At least until he was able to tell her why he needed her after nearly five years.
At the same time, across the world, an agent of the same division walked out of a high tech elevator into a main room. A blonde haired woman and brunette man were lounging on separate chairs with flutes of champagne.
"Phil!" The slightly tipsy woman exclaimed when seeing him.
"Who's Phil? His first name's Agent."
The agent left the building that night without the file he came with and news to tell the Director.
It seemed Ironman would be joining them.
A/N: Another extremely short first chapter but I promise none will be this short again. Constructive criticism? I dont own Marvel or Harry Potter.