Chapter 1
Fury's New Mission
The Avengers haven't been summoned in almost a year since the New York attack. Nick Fury wondered when the time would come when he would have to make a few calls. Above a few cloudy skies grew darker but the summer season brought severe storms almost daily. He didn't mind the rain much but his eyes overlooked the city as rain pounded hard on the streets. He wanted nothing more than a new mission to keep his mind off personal problems.
"Sir?" Fury turned and stared at a young agent who entered his office and tossed a file onto his desk. "Something strange occurred this morning near Queens."
"Details," Fury replied and opened his file to see photographs of a turned over truck that slammed into a small boutique.
"A truck carrying valuable medicines was stolen from a popular company and police chased it for almost three miles until a man wearing red and blue took out all the gunman aboard it."
"Well looks like Captain America's break was cut short," Fury replied and tossed the file back on his desk.
"Actually, sir, it wasn't him… this man was masked. The only problem was he didn't cause the truck to overturn and crash. The road was covered in ice. Officials say the ice hasn't been picked off the street yet and salt isn't melting it," the agent replied. Fury looked back at the window and checked his watch. He had time.
"What do we have?" Fury shouted at his crew as they took over the truck scene, police blocking the block to keep the press from picking up information.
"The ice is just starting to melt from the humidity! We also found this strange piece of what looks like string all over the truck and a building a few blocks down. Whoever this guy is travels by it!" A investigator replied and handed Fury a jar with a piece of the string. He looked at the jar and then grabbed a piece of it from the truck and rubbed it between his gloved fingers. It was sticky.
"I think we're dealing with two people here. I want results from the ice and string samples," Fury commanded the man and handed him the jar. A couple blocks back a large explosion caused his attention to spin and he pulled out his gun.
"GET DOWN!" A strange figure flew past him into an Inland Bank building, the alarms ringing from the broken windows. He pointed his gun and to his amazement saw the figure stand up and walk perfectly fine even though he or she flew at top speed into a bank five or six blocks away.
"Did you really expect me to give up like that?" The figure spoke.
"HANDS UP!" Fury shouted and the figure looked at him, his black hair sticking to his face but his eyes a piercing red. The man made a fist and slammed it into the ground, the street cracking and splitting causing Fury to lose his balance and land flat on his back.
"Weak human. Pointing those rubbish weapons at me when one bullet will crush beneath my skin," The man replied and threw a car into a nearby building. Fury was expecting Stark to show up by now but since press couldn't reach this area it would most likely never reach the news that some alien was invading New York City. The man reached Fury's side. Fury saw that he carried a black spear with a gold symbol on the blade. He was dressed in all black and a black and gold cape blew behind him. The man lifted the spear over Fury's body before something hit the man back into the bank. Fury looked to his left and saw a shield like Rogers' except it was silver with a light blue trim circling it. It flew back into someone's hand and a silver glove entered his vision and he grabbed it and heaved himself up. He turned and saw a slim person with the shield in the left hand. It was dressed in a pretty silver long sleeve body suit like top with a light blue chest plate that hugged the suit and traveled up to the top part of the chest and crossed over the body in a spiky design. The pants were silver with the same color leg plates and light blue boots that traveled all the way up to the knees. The face was masked by a light blue cover that protected the eyes and nose but left the lips open. Light blue lips and matching piercing eyes. The mask covered the entire back of the head and finished off with a slightly spike top to make the entire outfit a frozen type look.
"Be careful, this man is extremely dangerous," The person replied and ran at top speed to the bank. Fury made a mental note that the voice belonged to a female. His troop stared at him and then watched the girl grabbed the man in black and throw him to the ground, her shield slamming into his face. The man's ear piercing scream made Fury's skin tingle and before he knew it the girl was thrown back and an icy spike flew out from the street and missed the man by inches.
"Who should we shoot, sir?"
"I… I don't think bullets will take either of them down…" Fury responded and he watched the man grab his spear and sunk the blade into the girl's arm. Fury fired two shots at the man and his attention turned to Fury which led the girl to kick the man into the building across the street. She pulled out the spear and tossed it aside, blue blood seeping through her shirt. The man's face was bloody and he fell to his knees.
"I will not fail, the realms will be controlled by my King and you shall perish before the end draws near," the man replied and his spear flew into his hand and he vanished into thin air before the girl's shield could hit him.
"HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Fury screamed at his men and rushed over to the girl and knee down beside her. "Who are you?" He asked her. He looked at her wound and saw her blood seeping through quickly.
"It's just a scratch," She replied and Fury watched as the wound quickly healed itself leaving only bright red skin. "I'm not like him if that's what you're asking. I'm human, just like you," She replied. "You're Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. We are not enemies." Nick Fury stared at her and nodded his head in trust. The girl unlocked her mask and pulled it off, a long braid of brown and blue hair fell out. "My name is Annie Hill, Charles Xavier said you would know who I am."
Fury looked at her. He knew exactly who she was.
"Did you stop that truck?" Fury asked her.
"Yeah… but I didn't take down the gunmen. I have an idea who did though sad to say I lost him since spear man tried entering your little headquarters," Annie replied.
"Who was that man?"
"A solider of Loki's. I've been in contact with Jane Foster for a while ever since Thor made another appearance in England. She said Loki was dead but he's the master of tricks, he could just fake his death," Annie cooed.
"What is Loki's plan?" Fury asked her.
"Not sure… he wants to control the realms though and I won't be surprised it Thor has no idea of his brother's survival of the Dark Elf attack. I, however, am not worried about Loki. I'm more concerned with finding someone."
"Who?"
"Someone who calls himself Spiderman," Annie replied with a smile.
