Sorry about not updating last night. I decided to go to bed and finish writing the chapter in the morning. Thanks for being patient!
KoteSkirata, thanks! The chaos will keep coming. Don't worry!
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Lebanon War
1982
Nick stirred in his cot. There was a lot of noise surrounding him and his head pounded. He tried to open his eyes, but there was something around his face that prevented him from doing that. Sitting up straight, he reached up and touched his face. There was a cloth around his eyes. Fumbling with it, he managed to get it off and open his eyes. Except... only one eye opened. He tried again. Again, the world was black on his right side. Beginning to panic, he reached up again and touched his eye. Or where it should be. He froze in horror. A doctor ran up to him and shouted something over his shoulder. Nick didn't catch what it was, but soon a bunch of people came over too. Before he knew it, they injected something in his arm and he drifted off again.
The next time he woke up, he refused to touch his eye to check if it was there and sat up. A doctor came into view and smiled at him.
"Well, Mr. Fury, you are a very lucky man. You were hit by a ton of debris and only lost your eye! In fact, you should have died!" The doctor looked at him intently. Nick tried to ignore the part about 'losing his eye' and focused on something that was worrying him.
"My friend... Cedric! What happened to Cedric?" Nick managed. The doctor assumed a look of pity, "I'm afraid your friend didn't make it, sir. He sustained many injuries and died five hours ago. I am terribly sorry for your loss."
Nick cursed under his breath and buried his head in his hands. He was silent for a minute, with the doctor standing by his bed, waiting patiently. "What about my men?" Nick finally said. "What about the people in the valley."
The doctor sighed. "You were the only survivor of the explosion. Again, I'm extremely sorry." The doctor looked at the distressed man for a moment. "Nick-"
"You will call me Fury!" Fury yelled at the doctor.
The doctor was shocked into silence. "Um, if you want food, just ask," The doctor said and walked away.
Fury, all by himself, let go, and cried himself back into oblivion.
Present Day
New Orleans, Louisiana
The Avengers team gathered at the back of the plane, ready to get off. Sara lurked behind them, half-concealed by the shadows, looking intently at nothing. Bruce glanced at her periodically, worried. When he went near her, she shook her head once, and he backed off, not wanting to bother her. The team chatted amongst themselves for a while. Tony began to fiddle on his phone. Thor came over to the billionaire.
"May I see that contraption?" Thor boomed.
Tony looked up at the god, eyes flashing. "No!" He yelled. "It's mine! All mine!" He backed up, clutching the phone to his chest. Sara looked up. Thor looked surprised.
"I was not going to force anything," Thor said, confused.
"I don't care! Stay away from me! It's mine, I tell you!" Tony said in a slightly crazed tone. Sara rolled her eyes and stepped towards him. "You stay away from me too! You can't have it either," Tony shot at Sara.
"Shut your face, Tony," Sara said. Tony's mouth snapped shut on its own accord. "Stop moving," She ordered. Tony seemed to freeze in the act of backing up. "Good," Sara nodded. "Anna hanen olla, eripura," She said for the third time that day. Tony collasped to the ground, gasping while Sara took a step back and sat down on one of the seats ringing the aircraft.
"What the? What... What just happened?" Tony said.
"We're here," Sara replied as the plane touched down. She stood back up, shaking slightly and was the first one to stride off the plane. When the rest of the Avengers joined her, they found her staring at the busy street looking completely lost. Bruce went over and put his hand on her shoulder. She flinched and turned towards the contact. She touched his hand and looked blindly in the direction of his face.
"Bruce?" Sara asked bravely. "Is that you?"
"Yeah! I'm... right here. Can't you see me?" A flow of energy passed through his hand and into his body. He blinked, and he was blind. He gripped Sara's shoulder tighter, it being his only anchor. He couldn't see anything; everything was covered in black. He blinked rapidly and he could see again. "How... How are you going to get rid of that?"
"I have no freaking clue, Bruce. No freaking clue," Sara said, still blinking in an attempt to see. "This is really bad. Really, really, really bad,"
"Of course it is," Bruce sighed.
Across the street, a woman screamed. A gunshot rang out. The scream cut off abruptly. Bruce looked across the street in dawning horror. A man ran out of the store, clutching a purse in one hand and a gun in the other. Steve, looking over, yelled, "Stop right there!" and ran off after the man. Bruce, shaking slightly, motioned Tony over to put his hand on Sara's shoulder. Bruce then sprinted over to the store. Inside, everything looked fine. He rounded the corner of an aisle and saw her. A woman lay facedown on the ground with a pool of blood leaking out from underneath her. Bruce stumbled back and ran out of the store.
"Oh God. Oh God," Bruce managed. Tony patted him on the back.
"I know, dude,"
"The woman's dead. There's blood everywhere."
"No need to elaborate," Sara spoke up, voice cracking. Everyone was silent.
"What are we going to do now?" Tony asked.
"We're going to fight this discord. And we're going to win," Sara replied.
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