Cestus Dea
By mkusenagi2
The
story concept © 4-18-2006
Nick
Fury and other Marvel characters
are
© Marvel Comics.
Kim
Possible and other
Disney
characters are
©
Disney Co.
Chapter 2: Camaraderie
6-23-2007
SHIELD
1
In
transit to TP Base 1
1548
hrs
Somewhere over Wyoming…
Nicholas Joseph Fury stared unseeingly at the rushing terrain while his newest aide quietly flew them to their destination…
'I wish ya were here ya old Jew…' he smiled as he thought about one of his dearest friends and allies…
Imi Prystanek.
'Damn. Why'd I haveta live… everyone I love… Damned Ratzi Infinity Formula…' his eyes drooped. 'You'd be proud of 'im Imi… Ron's just as gutsy as you were… if not more so…' he grinned. 'Not ta mention Kim… and Sheila's effects on them both… I think you'd like the girls…' his head nodded…
He fell asleep as they tore through the clouds.
-
Monique Jenkins sat watching Nick out of the corner of her eye as she multi-tasked… She found it amazing that she'd been able to get a handle on things so quickly… even with her new abilities…
Such as being able to tap into nearly all of her neural and physical potential…
And being trusted and encouraged by… Ron's Uncle no less. Admittedly Ron was a goof… but who'd have thought he'd be able to keep such a secret from them all these years…
The Leader of The Free World's Best Hope against The Red Skull…
Nick Fury…
Was Ron's Uncle Nick.
She thought about all the times Ron had run off with him… and how he'd just blown it off… He'd said he was just 'Hangin' with his favorite Unc a 'little'… About how he'd said Nick was an old war Vet's, war Vet.
But this…
She'd been ashamed of her surviving Drakken's Plague… what it'd done to her, 'til Ron had sat and talked to her… told her they needed her… kept her from going over the brink.
Then Nick stepped in after she'd promised to work harder… He'd challenged her to do her best while she recuperated in Condor 1's Sick Bay. Nick told her that Ron spoke up for her…
When Monique was released.
She signed up.
She smiled at the thought of Ron speaking up for her with his serious face… and chuckled.
'Boy, what'd you get me into… I'll never be able to live this down…' the Mocha beauty turned and looked at her dozing boss and silently cursed her luck… he was a hottie… taken… and she wasn't old enough…
She'd always had bad luck with men…
She sighed… then thought about someone that'd talked to her at her lowest point ever…
-
4-05-2007
Condor
1's Mess
1235
hrs
Monique sat at a table doodling on a napkin… ticked at Col. Fury for 'leanin' on her harder than usual… even though she'd passed her final test in the Practice Room.
A shadow fell over her.
"May I have this seat?" A mellow voice asked. Monique looked into the eyes of a quietly striking ebony man. Wilson was stenciled on the left breast of his SHIELD suit.
"Sure." She mumbled as she slumped onto the table, pushing her tray down its length.
"What's the matter?" he asked as he dug into his meal.
"Nothin'." She lay her head on the table and looked away from her new 'friend'.
"Say! Weren't you in that batch of trainees that just graduated today?" he said while chewing his chipped beef.
"Yeah." she turned her head to look at him. "Why?"
He smiled as he stared into space. "No reason. Just thinkin' about my time is all. Nick ordered me to retrain after… I turned myself in… had some trouble with the law… he'd gone to bat for me…"
Monique sat up and looked warily at Wilson. "Oh? What'd you do?"
"I was… a dealer in another life… Someone 'helped' me, set me up for failure in the process. I managed to keep 'em from usin' me to hurt my best friend. I told Nick and the authorities… he helped me get on track…" Wilson laughed. "I almost quit… Nick was harder than the SHIELD drills…"
"He's… so mean."
"Nah. Just hard… especially on the ones he cares about… like Ron…"
Monique stared. 'Who are you? God why me?'
"And his friends…" he grew somber. "He's lost a lot of friends over the years… Nick's taken it personally… knows he shouldn't… but he does." Years of pain and sorrow ran across his face.
His eyes rested on her. "He just wants what's best for ya. You're one of the luckiest folks in the World to have him as a friend." He gulped down his ice cold coffee, picked up his tray and rose. "Good luck Monique. I'm sure you'll do ok." He left.
"Uh. Bye." She said, confused…
Her eyes drifted across the table… and hung on a picture that sat where he'd been.
She picked it up.
And was shocked at what she saw!
There he stood in a red, white, and gold winged costume standing next to Captain America…
And Nick Fury, with his cowl off!
The Falcon!
She turned it over and read the back…
Mon smiled and slid the picture into her pocket.
He was right. She'd work on doing better. No. She'd work on doing her best!
For all their sakes.
-
Monique tapped SHIELD 1's joystick, waking her boss in the process.
A call popped up on Fury's link. A holo formed showing Avengers Mansion and a heavily Armored… Warrior. "Yeah War Machine?" Nick groused.
"Sorry Col. Just called in ta say thanks. We'll be ready when ya need us." He drawled.
"Yer welcome. This one's gonna be a doozy. We're gonna haveta be ready ta pull out all the stops on this one." 'That bastard's gonna do his damndest…"
"Yes Sir Colonel. Dobbs…" Nick frowned. "Uh heh. War Machine out." He said with a snappy salute and a 'clank!'. Monique grinned.
Nick caught it. "Sorry Sir." She frowned in thought.
"What's on yer mind lady?"
"Ron. … What he did for me… us… everything…"
To Monique's surprise Nick grinned from ear to ear. "When ya least expect it… guys like Ron'll come through for ya." He grinned around his cigar as she hailed TP Base's tower.
Nick's mused over Ron's growth as he listened to Monique talk to Nan. He grit his teeth over how these kids have had to grow in this damaged world that he's tried to protect.
"Sir?" the mocha beauty asked as they touched down.
"Right. Let's get this over with." He grunted.
She squeezed his shoulder and winked.
Nick grew wooden…
Then smiled back.
-
She rubbed the right thigh pocket that held her ID and Wilson's photo.
'Mon. The Skull doesn't always win.'
Sam 'Snap' Wilson
-
Down
around the corner
A half a mile from here
You can see them long
trains run
And you watch them disappear
Without love
Where
would you be now
Without love
You know I saw miss Lucy
Down
along the tracks
She lost her home and her family
And she wont
be comin' back
Without love
Where would you be right
now
Without love
Well the Illinois central
And the
southern central freight
Gotta keep on pushin' mama
cause you
know they're runnin' late
Without love
Where would you be
now - now, now, now
Without love
Well the pistons keep on
churnin'
And the wheels go round and round
And the steel
rails are cold and hard
For the miles that they go down
Without
love
Where would you be right now
Without love
Where would
you be now
Long
Train Runnin'
Doobie
Bros
TBC