The sounds of gunshots and cannons firing. The smell of death. The image of every good soldier, fallen. Broken. Bleeding. Dying. Dead. Only Nick Fury remains in the field of battle, assuring himself he is going to die. He is going to die alongside his fallen compatriots. He wants nothing more than the inevitable.
"Sir," says Agent Maria Hill, awakening Director Nick Fury, of S.H.I.E.L.D., from his day-dream. "What is it, Hill? I'm busy." Maria gulped. "Director Fury, we've found him. We found Captain America. He's alive." Nick Fury's one eye opens as wide as it can possibly go. "What the hell are you doing just standing here? Take me to him, dammit!" Fury and Hill run through the halls of the Triskellion until arriving at the location of Captain America, the American legend from World War 2.
"Well I'll be damned." Says Nick Fury in awe of the thought to be fallen hero.
He was almost completely thawed out of the block of ice. Before Fury could admire Captain America any further, Agent Phil Coulson walks into the room. He takes one look at Captain America, rolls his eyes and looks back at Director Fury. "Sir, it's about Operation: Galactic Storm." Fury looks annoyed and says "What about Operation: Galactic Storm, Coulson?"
"It's much worse than we formerly believed. You'll need to come take a look."
Fury and Coulson come to the monitoring room and Fury sees a large, purple cloud in the vacuum of space moving slowly past Jupiter. "How is this worse? It looks exactly the same."
"We've identified it, sir. It's not an anomaly, it's a living being. An alien."
"You're telling me that cloud is alive?"
"Not the cloud, sir. The alien within it. Swanson, zoom in."
"Yes, Mr. Coulson." The screen heavily zooms in on the cloud, and they can all barely see the shadow of a very large male figure within it.
"Oh my god…" Fury mumbles to himself. He and Fury begin walking away from the monitoring room and Coulson asks "Sir what should we do?"
Fury turns around and looks Coulson dead in the eye.
"Activate the Ultimates Initiative."
"Sir, I don't think the threat is important enough to-"
"Dammit Coulson, do what I say and active the Ultimates Initiative."
Coulson sighs. "Yes sir." As he walks away, Nick walks over to the balcony and looks out over the ocean. "May God have mercy on our souls."
A/N: Hey everyone, I hoped you like the prologue, if so, you'll like the following chapters even more, if not please stick around and wait for the following chapters, which will be good, I promise. Anyways, I'd like to thank PhotonCommander10 for inspiring me to write this fanfic you should all go check out his awesome story called Marvel Photon: The Primes. You won't regret it!