Sy
She came to with a heavy groan. Glancing around, she recognized the cave system she was in. It was the same place she and Fury had first met.
'I guess he took me at my word that this place was safe.' She mused as she ripped the IV line out of her arm and began pulling the different wires off of her. The monitors she was disconnecting herself from started to beep wildly. She ignored them, tuning out the high pitched alarms the best she could. The sluggishness of her limbs signaled to her that she was on some incredibly heavy painkillers.
Sy reached over slowly, careful not to jostle her newly patched up bullet wound and dug through the pile of her belongings on the chair next to her. She found the thermos of nectar and took a long sip, the taste of buttery movie popcorn washing over her taste buds. Even after all her years as a demigod, it was still odd to experience movie popcorn as a drink, especially when nectar looked like apple juice.
'It has been the month of bullet holes.' She though to herself with a slight giggle, morphine still coursing through her system even as the godly drink burned away the sedative while repairing her injuries. She took another careful sip, stopping when she began to feel feverish. It would have to be enough. Sy had bigger things to worry about than bullet wounds and overdosing on godly food.
Staggering down the hall, she used her superior hearing to pinpoint where the others were. She walked silently to the entrance of the room the others were meeting in. A briefcase lay open on the table, three shiny computer chips inside, facing the others.
"...maybe, just maybe, we can salvage what's left..." Her heart stuttered for a moment as she caught sight of Nick Fury, alive and mostly well. At least, well enough that he was once more trying to assert his authority over a situation he had no control over.
'Classic.' She leaned heavily against the doorway; really more of a rough entryway from one cave to another, listening to the conversation.
"We're not salvaging anything. We're not just taking down the carriers, Nick, we're taking down SHIELD." Steve's voice was hard. Fury looked incredulous.
"SHIELD had nothing to do with it." He responded angrily. Steve shook his head.
"You gave me this mission, this is how it ends. SHIELD's been compromised, you said so yourself. HYDRA grew right under your nose and nobody noticed."
"Why do you think we're meeting in this cave? I noticed." Sy resisted the urge to snort derisively at that statement. She doubted noticing had little to do with the location, so much as the assassination attempt had. After all, you can't kill a dead man.
"And how many paid the price before you did?" Steve countered fiercely. Sy felt the shock of finding the director alive begin to wear off. After all, it was like she had said the day before. Bastard was too stubborn to die. Fury sighed.
"Look, I didn't know about Barnes."
"Even if you had, would you have told me? Or would you have compartmentalized that too? SHIELD, HYDRA, it all goes."
"He's right." Sy spoke up from her place in the doorway. Everyone jumped slightly, startled. As they noticed that it was her in the doorway, jumpy hands slowly moved away from handguns and hidden knives. Steve took a step in her direction, looking like he was gearing up to lecture her about staying in bed. She cut him off by raising one hand. Steve's mouth snapped shut, as she fixed a hard look on the former director of SHIELD.
"Nick, this is it. The end of the line. SHIELD had its chance, in fact, it had a lot of chances. But you let a cancer grow within it, and now there's nothing left to salvage. The world needs something new. And while you had a role in it's creation, you don't have a place in it anymore." Fury glances around the room, finding no support from any of them, not even with Agent Hill. When he finally made it to Sam, the Falcon crossed his arms across his chest, nodding towards Steve.
"Don't look at me. I do what he does, just slower." Fury sighed in defeat.
"Well... Looks like you're giving the orders now, Captain."