Well, this is the end of Lost in Translation.

I have the first few chapters of Taken from Translation in the works, so expect those to come pretty soon.

Chapter 30: How I learned the truth

As soon as we walked on the Helicarrier, which had been forced to land due to damages; I knew I was screwed.

"You do realize that you fucked us all over!" Robert yelled, standing in front of Fury and Agent Hill. My mind immediately went into 'Crawl in a hole in die' mood; because I knew I was screwed.

"Not this." I asked, "Anything but this." The others turned to face me.

"Alex, who are they?" Agent Romanoff asked.

"…My cousin and his girlfriend." I said reluctantly. "In other words, my entire family knows what's going on. I'm most likely getting murdered within the next few weeks and I might as well start writing my will." That's when they saw me. Robert looked so pissed.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!" He yelled, shaking my shoulders. "It's S.H.I.E.L.D! For God's sake, it's S.H.I.E.L.D!"

"How the fuck is this my fault?!" I yelled back.

"It's not." Dina said, "If anything, it's your Dad's fault."

"He knows where you were. The second I said internship, he knew I was lying. I told him that I didn't know where you were. But to be honest, we all knew." Robert said, "We're more involved in this than you know."

"Clearly, we are. As soon as I get this shit settled, you two owe me a pretty big explanation." I said. Fury walked over towards us, looking even angrier than Robert.

"Your cousin is a pain in the ass." Fury said.

"I agree with that, sir. But can somebody explain what the hell is going on?" I asked, "I think we're all still exhausted from the battle."

"Yes, and I will explain in great detail…after the debriefing." Fury said. Nobody complained, because nobody had the energy to complain. The debriefing was quick, and we all got cleaned up. I had never had that many ace bandages, bandaids, and rolls of gauze on me before. That was when Fury sat me and my cousins down to explain.

"Not long into the battle, your cousin and Regina—" He started.

"Dina." She corrected.

"Dina." Fury finished, "And like I was saying, not long into the battle, we were forced to land the Helicarrier. Once we landed, these two showed up demanding answers as to where you were." Fury said.

"My Dad, immediately knew it was a cover up when I said internship. We all knew it was S.H.I.E.L.D, even though you didn't tell us." Robert said.

"How did they know? We're not…" I started, looking at the files Fury had from a distance. I looked up at Robert. "We're supposed to be here." I stated. He nodded.

"I owe you an explanation." He said.

"Yes, yes you do." I said, "And I want the explanation right now."

Robert looked at Fury, "Do you think you can help me with this? Hell, you're more involved in this than I ever was." He said. I glared at Fury.

"You know what, maybe you should explain that first." I said.

"How are you involved?" I asked.

"Alex, this world is more complicated than it seems. You're more involved then you think you are." He said, "I'm more involved in this than I'd like to be."

"How?" I asked, when he didn't offer any further explanation.

"Your Father used to work for S.H.I.E.L.D in the late 90s. He had just gotten married to your Mother, and that was all he could talk about. He was a good man, he followed all the rules, he never did anything wrong. He was a good agent." Fury unpinned something from the file, "Agent Mackenzie Harbor of S.H.I.E.L.D, Level 6." He threw me the badge.

"Oh my god." I said.

"Her Father," He gestured at Dina, "Also worked for S.H.I.E.L.D." She flashed me the badge she had in her hand. "Then, it was around October 2000; you were a couple months old. He, Don Rio, and a few other agents were sent on a mission to deal with a gang in Brooklyn. It turned out to be The Seven. Back then, it was all Harbor men. Your Uncle, Trent Harbor, had been the leader at the time. Two men were killed in the fight, and the rest got away injured."

"You sent him after his family." I stated.

"Yes, we did." Fury said, "And I will admit that. We promised him—a lot like we promised you, that we wouldn't go after his family—or that we wouldn't use him to go after them. We had been running low on men at the time, and we had to use him and Don Rio for that mission."

"I remember that fight." Robert said, "Sam and I were there."

"Yes, thats one of the reasons why they were so angry with us. Because we threatened the lives of two children. The Agent in charge of that mission told them that he could and would force them to kill their entire family if they stepped out of line again—by the time it was learned what he did, they had already snapped and gone rouge. The agent was fired, but we weren't able to get them back on their side." Fury said.

I nodded, "I can understand why."

"We could as well. He threatened the lives of 3 children." Fury stated.

"But if we belong here, what happened to send us there?" I asked. Fury looked at Robert.

"This one's on you." He said.

"When you were little, you were absolutely adorable." Robert said, "But you were a pain in the ass. You were violent, dangerous, volatile; and you were only 4. For reasons your parents wouldn't tell us, you were basically a time bomb. We didn't know when you'd go off."

"You scared a lot of people. A lot people wanted you. We didn't know why. Around the time you turned 4; we knew we'd have to do something." Dina said. Robert took a deep breath.

"You were 4 when Sam died. Remember?" Robert asked. I shook my head.

"Not really. Everything was pretty hazy up until I was 5ish. I mean, I can remember stuff, but barely." I said. He nodded.

"Well, Sam and I were born 7 years apart. I was 8, he was 15. Do you want to know why my Dad killed him?" Robert asked. I was a little taken back, we knew that his Dad had killed Sam, but we never spoke of that. It was a family thing; we didn't want to talk about the time his brother was murdered by his own Father.

"Y—Yeah. What happened?" I asked.

"When you were little—like I said, you were violent. Your Mom left, to keep you safe. Your Dad, kept you as close as he could. He basically smothered you. The people that wanted you dead, were like scientists and doctors and enemies of S.H.I.E.L.D that knew how freaky your DNA was."

"What's weird about my DNA?" I asked.

"Well, as we told you when we put you on the Tesseract Project that there was something odd about your DNA, radiation that was found to be very similar to ones that we had encountered before." Fury said, "We're still working on figuring out what that was."

"See, cause of that, they didn't want people to know about you." Dina said.

"We were taught, to never talk about you. We were told if anybody asked about you, if anybody knew about you, to run away." Robert finished.

"But?" I asked.

"Sam was 15; he was going through the rebellious phase. He didn't listen to anything Dad said. One day, somebody approached him, asking for information, offering him money. Well, what 15 year old doesn't want money; he told him everything." Robert said quietly, "The next day, we got attacked. We all got pretty banged up, and they managed to take you. Dad found out Sam was the one that told them, and he killed Sam."

"What happened?" I asked.

"We don't exactly know. All we know is that they deemed you to have some alien DNA in you. Your Dad took the records they kept, but we couldn't find anything out from them." Robert said, "That's when they decided that it was time to keep us all safe." He looked at Fury.

"A—Alien DNA?" I asked.

"I wouldn't worry too much about that. They must have messed up the odd radiation for alien DNA." Robert said. Must Have.

"During your Father—and her Father's time at S.H.I.E.L.D, they worked in two different positions. They were both field agents and scientists. One of the projects they had played a vital part in was Project Kane. Project Kane was one of our early attempts to find extraterrestrial lifeforms." Fury said.

"What does that have to do with the whole universe thing?" I asked.

"During a test, it was learned that universes could be 'hacked' so to speak, and he was adamant that he'd be the first one to figure out how to do that. So, when he realized how much danger you really were in, he broke into S.H.I.E.L.D, stole the files, cleared everything onto a flash drive, cleared it from all of the computers, and stole the technology that had been used during Project Kane."

"How did they not stop him?" I asked.

"Because he was very high up in S.H.I.E.L.D before he left. He was good friends with myself and Alexander Pierce before he went rouge." Fury responded.

"Alexander?" I asked, "Why do I get the feeling that I'm named after that guy?" I asked.

"Because you are." Robert answered for me, "He told me that much. Apparently the guy's also your God-Father."

"Yes, he is." Fury said, "I believe, if your Father didn't burn them, both myself and Alexander Pierce should be in several photos. Including half of his wedding album."

"I'll be hunting for that when I get home." I said.

"I do not doubt that you will." Fury said, "But one thing I'd like to know is how he accomplished the impossible and managed to do that."

"That, I don't think anyone will ever know. It's in his head. Unless…unless S.H.I.E.L.D can manage to read his thoughts, you'll never know how he did what he did." I said, "It's not like he'll tell me."

"There's another thing he's not telling you." Robert said, "He disappeared." I turned to Fury.

"Did you take him?" I asked, giving him the benefit of the doubt. He didn't say anything. "You did!"

"Alex, we had no other option." Fury said.

"Yes you did. You said you wouldn't!" I objected.

"We need to know what he did!" Fury yelled, slamming his hands down on the table. "This might be everything we need to protect Earth from another attack like this."

"You lied." I said, "You took him in. I'm going to die."

"What do you mean?" Fury asked.

"I mean Uncle Trent will literally kill me." I said.

"She's not wrong." Robert said, "He's most likely going to make everything hell for all of us. Her, most of all."

"We need him to be let go, otherwise, things are going to go bad pretty fast." Dina said.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. Once we figure out what we need to—if we ever do, the council is going to require that he gets handed over to the authorities." Fury said.

"He'll go to prison!" I objected.

"Alex, we can do whatever it takes to support you. But he can't be on the loose any longer." Fury said, "We can offer you protection from your family."

"I'm done. I'm fucking done." I said, getting up. "We're leaving." I snapped my hand in Robert and Dina's direction. "Come on."

"You can't just leave." Agent Hill said, stopping me at the exit of the room.

"I need time, before my Uncle figures out what happens." I said, "If you let me go, I'll get that time." She stepped aside. I threw my bag to Robert, and gave Buster's leash to Dina.

"Wait for me by the subway station. I need to handle some stuff first." I said. I walked back to where the others were waiting.

"How'd it go?" Steve asked.

"Not well." I said, "I found out that my Father and Don Rio worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. Some agent pissed them off and they left. People threatened me, they stole stuff, created the alternate universe; we still don't know how he did it. And it turns out Fury took in my Dad during Stuttgart, so my family is most likely going to kill me." They all looked a little shocked.

"What?" Tony asked.

"It was fun—not really—while it lasted. It was nice meeting you guys. I'm going home to write my will before my Uncle finds out." I said.

"Can't S.H.I.E.L.D protect you?" Dr. Banner asked.

"Yeah, but I can't exactly trust them." I said, "I'm going to have to figure this out on my own, until my jackass Uncle understands that this isn't my fault—which probably isn't going to happen. And beat the shit out of Loki for me, before he gets taken back to Asgard."

After that, I left. We walked back to my apartment. They headed home, and I stayed by myself.

"I screwed myself over." I stated, lying flat on my couch. Buster nuzzled my head, and licked my face. "I screwed everyone I know over." Buster jumped off the couch and wandered into the kitchen. "I screwed everything over."

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