SPOILER ALERT. You have been warned. For those of us who have seen Captain Marvel, this is my one shot of the mid-credit scene. You have no idea how excited it made me. I'm pumped for Endgame. Completely terrified but so excited. Let me know what you guys think of this.

UPDATE 5/9/2019: I've decided to add this fic to my Mirage series BUT it can also be a stand alone. You don't need to have read the others to enjoy this fic.

Standing on the edge of the property Carol studied the building before her. It was unlike anything she had seen last time she was here but she figured that's what happened when someone was gone for over twenty years. The large stylized A on the side made her raise an eyebrow and smirk. The logo was different but it seemed like Fury's love for announcing secret identities upgraded from clothing to full scale buildings. She was gonna enjoy teasing him about it.

Bypassing the security and getting in had been somewhat difficult but she'd managed, glancing at the monitor on her forearm. The signal was definitely coming from somewhere inside.

As she navigated the layout, Carol felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise. The last twenty plus years had been spent helping the Skrulls and taking out Kree but also rediscovering her past and human nature. Her gut feeling Fury had called it. And she was feeling it now as she walked through the empty halls.

A sense of foreboding.

This was a large building, a headquarters of some kind, meant to be a hive of activity by those who ran it and all their subordinates. Yet she hadn't met a single soul.

Eyeing the stairs that lead downward Carol checked her forearm again. She needed to head lower. Lips in a grim line she swiped at the screen. She shut off the signal but left the GPS on to help guide her.

She silently made her way down, fists clenched and at the ready. She was not liking this. It was beginning to feel less and less like a reunion and more like an infiltration.

This new level seemed much like the top floors but instead of just offices behind glass walls there was tech everywhere. The cadence of footfalls had her ducking, just managing to find a wall to hide behind that wasn't see through. Peeking out from her spot she just caught a man dressed in dark clothing walking left at the juncture at the end of the hall, disappearing from view.

Looking ahead Carol spotted another niche she could hide in, so moving as quickly and silently as she could she trotted forward, just wedging herself into her new bolthole as a male voice finished speaking from around the corner in the direction where the unknown male had walked.

"…just stopped doing whatever the hell it was doing."

It was quiet for a moment, no reply to the words spoken but there was a sudden rush of more footfalls. Pressing herself against the wall Carol peeked out, a glowing fist down at her side. But the others that walked past had no idea she was there.

The male that she had seen earlier was leading two people back down the hall where he had come from.

The woman was around Carol's own height with ashy-blonde hair who was also wearing dark clothing. The second male was taller than the first, hair similar in color to hers but a bit darker. He wore a white shirt along with a beard and mustache combo that stretched from sideburn to sideburn.

While she wasn't happy about her time working for the Kree Star Force it helped her to be observant. And she observed that although all three were clearly fighters, soldiers, the other two were different. The bearing straighter, more confidant. These two were the commanders. If not, they were definitely high ranking. And most commanders or senior officers spent their time in the command and communication center.

Carol waited until she couldn't hear them anymore before creeping out from her spot and turning left at the end of the hall. It was only a few feet away but she knew which room it was. Since the walls were made of glass she didn't need to walk in, making it easier to read the hologram displays.

Kenya. China. Australia, Singapore. Brazil. South Africa. Senegal Chile. Bangladesh. Bolivia. Djibouti. Ghana. Chad. Morocco. On and on. She knew this. Nearly all of her memory had returned and she knew what she was reading. These were countries. And apparently a tally of their missing citizens. United States was also a part of the matrix and Carol's stomach dropped. Fury. Maria. Monica.

She turned away, fists clenched as she sauntered angrily in the direction the others had gone. She would get to the bottom of this. She'd find out what these people had done and she'd make them pay.

There was another staircase that she took down one more level and the babble of voices drew Carol and her wrath forward.

"…bypass the battery?"

"We did. It's still plugged in, it just-it just stopped." The same voice from earlier.

"Reboot it. Send the signal again."

Silently stalking forward Carol could see the three from earlier had been joined by another male, the quartet standing around and looking at something. Glancing between bodies she could see Fury's pager was their focus. She bit back the growl threatening to escape.

"Yeah, well we don't even know what this is." This was the new male.

"Fury did."

Carol's eyes narrowed and locked onto the willowy woman. She spoke as if she knew her friend.

The woman continued. "Just do it please. Tell me the second you get a signal. I wanna know who was on the other end of that thing."

Oh she was about to find out exactly who was on the other end.

Carol planted herself firmly, stance and fists at the ready as the female commander turned to face her. The other men stiffened at her appearance as well but Carol only had eyes for the woman.

Keeping her anger from exploding outward was a bit of a challenge but she managed it, her voice slow and tight. "Where's Fury?"

The four stood frozen, eyes wide as they stared. Her rage was getting the best of her at their stunned expressions and she could feel the hum and warmth of the light energy pooling and coiling around her fists, the glowing display drawing an uneasy look from the new male, the two on the right of the woman tensing, ready for a confrontation. But she refused to look away from her quarry.

Eyes glowing from anger Carol took a step forward, her upper lip curling slightly into a snarl. "I said. Where. Is. Fury?"

That scene was amazing. One of the best. Let me know what you guys think. See you later! Peace out. -Mez