Supreme Avengers #1:
by BerserkerX
Avengers Assemble!... Part One of ?
Part 1 - Disturbance of Peace
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Nicholas Joseph Fury was comfortably ensconced in his favorite armchair at the S.H.I.E.L.D Headquarters. One hand held his ancient cigar, about one inch thick in width and four inches in length. By his other hand, on a small serviette, stood a glass of wine.
Not only was he an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D, a.k.a. Strategic Hazard Intervention Espionage Logistics Directorate, but he had also enlisted in the U.S army and joined the Central Intelligence Agency a few years back. The Samuel Jackson look-a-like was covered with CIA support and had become one of the most important men in the world. Although he was famous and had a unique and successful past, he was still not in command. Instead, he was down two or three ranks from the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Slowly puffing his cigar, he had the life. He was hooked up with everything. The money. The comfortable, yet secret life in the headquarters. Finest cigars. With the things he had dreamed of as a kid, never in his life did he think something bad would happen to him. His past was horrible but after all the hard work, it paid off. That is, until he turned on the flat-screen television.
Peacefully, he watched the news on the television. He knew that he would be one of the first people to know about the upcoming news, since he was apart of S.H.I.E.L.D. after all, but he was bored. Suddenly, a bullet flew through the glass of his office and into the television screen. The moment the bullet had shot the T.V., the glass had shattered and the remnants had fallen into Fury's body.
Fury was eyestruck. Before he could reach the phone, several loud cries could be heard not too far from his office. Accidentally tipping his wine over, there was nothing in his mind, but to find out what was happening. Exiting his room, he ran down the halls and turned a quick left. There he saw the director on the floor, bleeding to death.
"Get him to the med lab! Now!" Fury yelled out in panic. "What the hell is happening?!"
Several of the medical doctors rushed over to help the wounded man. Fury quickly raced to the ammunition room. They were under attack. Knocking the door over, he spotted several weapons on tall, grayish blocks. He grabbed the gun closest to him. It happened to be an M19. Reloading the rifle, he glanced down at where the director was shot. The doctors who were treating him were killed. In fact, as he headed down to a facility room, every man and woman was shot and killed. All the soldiers at the front base were bombed. All the soldiers, were dead.
"Oh my god!" He yelled in confusion. He leaned back to the wall, trying to breathe properly. Carefully, he stared back to see if there were any atrocious killers around. There. Spinning to his right, he fired a couple bullets. The villain was plugged in the head with the bullets and fell to the ground. There had to be more.
No time left. Running as fast as he possibly could, he rushed himself to the hangar area. There he would hopefully leave the place in peace. Even with the military training, he knew you should back off before something bad could happen. Running down the halls a couple men were there, screaming in some odd language. He didn't know what they said. But once they fired out a few shots, he knew it was something like, "KILL HIM!"
Finally, there was an opening to the entrance of the hangar room. But first he'd have to take care of a few guys. Climbing up a nearby ladder, he lifted himself and rested in a shadowy spot. Awaiting the arrival of the other men, he had the entrance covered. One man entered and was shot. He fell to the ground. The second man entered, Fury fired, and missed. The second man, covered in dark clothing and had a gas mask over his face, spotted him. The man pulled the trigger simulateously of his gun. After he wasted his first round, he had to reload. Before this would happen, Fury dived down on his victim. He then slammed his M19 into his face, repeatedly. Once the man stopped breathing, Fury knew he was dead and had to get out of there.
He ripped off his clothing and the gas mask. Quickly, he changed his clothing. Or more so, adding a disguise. Looking like all the rest of the evil men, he wasn't at all finished. He had to decide now. Leave with a jet or go back and figure out what happened and why it did happen. He went back.
He slowly raced back to the killings. Where was everybody? Was this a setup?! Finally arriving there, he found several men. It was a poor sight. One of them were raping this woman. That woman was a great friend of Fury's. Anger started to rise within him, but he couldn't do anything. Then, there was another man. The man who looked like the boss, spoke to him in a certain language. Fury didn't answer, he just nodded.
Before Fury could figure anything out, a loud crash was nearby. Helicopters were surrounding the entire headquarters. Yes, they're here. What Nick didn't know was, they were firing several bullets at the men. One of the men, happened to be him. Dropping to the ground, he rolled away from the windows and against the wall. He quickly stripped off his clothing as the other men were fired at. The woman was killed and so were 5 of the men. But one evaded the machine gun.
The leader was on the run. If the helicopters couldn't stop him, Nick was the only chance. Fury chased him like the cat he was. Luckily, Nick Fury was an athelete runner. After a few moments, he dropped him head first to the ground. Landing a few blows to the head, the leader was a lot tougher then first thought of. The leader elbowed him to the face and drove Fury to a nearby table. Blood gushed from his nose. Crashing to the wall, Fury rose to his feet without hesitation. He ignored the agonizing pain and swiftly kicked him in the gut. There he would drive his knee into his face. But before the final blow was given, the leader pulled out a dagger and punctured Nick to the right eye. Blood splattered everywhere. An eye dropped to the ground and rolled to a stop. Worst of all, Fury was down and out.
Secret Headquarters, Manhattan, New York.
*One week later...*
Nick Fury fully awoke one week later. He threw off the covers and was wondering what had happened. He was spacey and woozy, still a little messed up from what happened a week ago. His heart was beating loudly, still thundering in his chest. As sweat dripped from his face, he tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Then he realised that he had one eye.
MY EYES! Where is my other eye?! Oh my god.
He ripped off the black patch and tried to feel where the eye had went. He searched frantically and it was gone. He was scarred for life. No more right eye. He shook in fear. He was alone. All alone in this padded room. He couldn't sleep at all. He was sure this was a setup to kills off S.H.I.E.L.D.'s main executives and leaders. But who? And why? Why would they rape some woman if they were professionals? Could it be someone from S.H.I.E.L.D.? He did know one thing. He was the director now and he wouldn't let this ever happen again.
Committee Room, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Established to counter the technologically advanced, neo-fascist subversive organization HYDRA, S.H.I.E.L.D. remains the most effective force for neutralizing threats to world security, combating terrorism, and alien infiltration. Most of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operations are covert and secret. The founders have remained anonymous.
Within the headquarters, contains the Committee Room. The Committee Room is the most secure place in the entire headquarters complex due to its massive reinforcements and vault like entrance passageway. All mandatory meetings are held in this room. The committee contains the new director, Nick Fury, renowned heads of state, corporate leaders, and sometimes the president, George Bush.
At the end of the large table, sat Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.. On the left side of the rectangular table was General "Thunderbolt" Ross, Colonel John Wraith, Corporate Leader Tim Dugan, and Top Agent of SHIELD, Sharon Carter. On the right side, sat Doctor Cornelius, Scientist Reed Richards, and Scientist Bruce Banner.
"Ok gentlemen, let's get the show on the road," stated the new director, Nick Fury. "Let's begin with the assassinations of our former director and second-in-command. Although we have absolutely no evidence towards these assassinations, except for the deaths, they, and several others were killed by professionals. Who could have done this? Mutants? Crime Lords?"
"Let's be serious here," informed Dr. Cornelius. "Mutants? What reason could they have to kill the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? If anyone, their first objective would be the president...after all, he had gone against mutant rights, am I right?"
General Ross sighed and endorsingly said, "I'd have to agree with Cornelius here. How would a mutant know exactly where this headquarters was placed? To come in, with a perfectly organized plan, that is unidentifiable. We have no evidence whatsoever. Can't be possible."
"Anything is possible," exclaimed Bruce Banner.
John Wraith interrupted, "It had to be mutants! With the powers they have today, Bruce is right, it is possible. It was probably that Charles Xavier and his team of disgusting mutants. I say, we kill off each and every one of them."
"John, for God's sakes, your prejudiced comments towards mutants are highly unappreciated," replied Ross harshly.
Corporates Tim Dugan and Sharon Carter sat there silently, not wanting to create any controversy.
Fury glanced over to his right to see Reed Richards and said, "What do you think Reed ? I'm sure you have some words to say in this."
Scientist Reed Richards raised his right hand to slightly move his glasses to his face and began speaking, "All we know is that whether they were mutants or comedians, their occupation has nothing to do with this. What they want is the real problem. Now, we must have done something to create this dispute in order for them to assassinate the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.."
"Well, could it be possible that HYDR...," suggested Bruce Banner as he was interrupted by General Ross.
"Of course not! That would be the last possibility. We have both come to a peace treaty."
Nick Fury had enough of the "Whodunit" so he spoke up to gain the attention of the committee. "Since none of us could come even close to the possible masterminds in this, I'd like to discuss about a more indepth procedure for the security of both the world and S.H.I.E.L.D.. I mean, if the headquarters could be attacked that easily with our technological defenses, how do we know it couldn't happen again? There are more mutants showing up every day. In accordance, technology developes at the same rate--even the kind that we didn't create. People will do anything to become rich. How can we make sure that security follows this trend?"
"Well, we could create a super hero team..." suggested Reed Richards as he was unsure of releasing his bizzare opinion.
"You've got to be kidding me," marked Ross.
by BerserkerX
Avengers Assemble!... Part One of ?
Part 1 - Disturbance of Peace
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Nicholas Joseph Fury was comfortably ensconced in his favorite armchair at the S.H.I.E.L.D Headquarters. One hand held his ancient cigar, about one inch thick in width and four inches in length. By his other hand, on a small serviette, stood a glass of wine.
Not only was he an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D, a.k.a. Strategic Hazard Intervention Espionage Logistics Directorate, but he had also enlisted in the U.S army and joined the Central Intelligence Agency a few years back. The Samuel Jackson look-a-like was covered with CIA support and had become one of the most important men in the world. Although he was famous and had a unique and successful past, he was still not in command. Instead, he was down two or three ranks from the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Slowly puffing his cigar, he had the life. He was hooked up with everything. The money. The comfortable, yet secret life in the headquarters. Finest cigars. With the things he had dreamed of as a kid, never in his life did he think something bad would happen to him. His past was horrible but after all the hard work, it paid off. That is, until he turned on the flat-screen television.
Peacefully, he watched the news on the television. He knew that he would be one of the first people to know about the upcoming news, since he was apart of S.H.I.E.L.D. after all, but he was bored. Suddenly, a bullet flew through the glass of his office and into the television screen. The moment the bullet had shot the T.V., the glass had shattered and the remnants had fallen into Fury's body.
Fury was eyestruck. Before he could reach the phone, several loud cries could be heard not too far from his office. Accidentally tipping his wine over, there was nothing in his mind, but to find out what was happening. Exiting his room, he ran down the halls and turned a quick left. There he saw the director on the floor, bleeding to death.
"Get him to the med lab! Now!" Fury yelled out in panic. "What the hell is happening?!"
Several of the medical doctors rushed over to help the wounded man. Fury quickly raced to the ammunition room. They were under attack. Knocking the door over, he spotted several weapons on tall, grayish blocks. He grabbed the gun closest to him. It happened to be an M19. Reloading the rifle, he glanced down at where the director was shot. The doctors who were treating him were killed. In fact, as he headed down to a facility room, every man and woman was shot and killed. All the soldiers at the front base were bombed. All the soldiers, were dead.
"Oh my god!" He yelled in confusion. He leaned back to the wall, trying to breathe properly. Carefully, he stared back to see if there were any atrocious killers around. There. Spinning to his right, he fired a couple bullets. The villain was plugged in the head with the bullets and fell to the ground. There had to be more.
No time left. Running as fast as he possibly could, he rushed himself to the hangar area. There he would hopefully leave the place in peace. Even with the military training, he knew you should back off before something bad could happen. Running down the halls a couple men were there, screaming in some odd language. He didn't know what they said. But once they fired out a few shots, he knew it was something like, "KILL HIM!"
Finally, there was an opening to the entrance of the hangar room. But first he'd have to take care of a few guys. Climbing up a nearby ladder, he lifted himself and rested in a shadowy spot. Awaiting the arrival of the other men, he had the entrance covered. One man entered and was shot. He fell to the ground. The second man entered, Fury fired, and missed. The second man, covered in dark clothing and had a gas mask over his face, spotted him. The man pulled the trigger simulateously of his gun. After he wasted his first round, he had to reload. Before this would happen, Fury dived down on his victim. He then slammed his M19 into his face, repeatedly. Once the man stopped breathing, Fury knew he was dead and had to get out of there.
He ripped off his clothing and the gas mask. Quickly, he changed his clothing. Or more so, adding a disguise. Looking like all the rest of the evil men, he wasn't at all finished. He had to decide now. Leave with a jet or go back and figure out what happened and why it did happen. He went back.
He slowly raced back to the killings. Where was everybody? Was this a setup?! Finally arriving there, he found several men. It was a poor sight. One of them were raping this woman. That woman was a great friend of Fury's. Anger started to rise within him, but he couldn't do anything. Then, there was another man. The man who looked like the boss, spoke to him in a certain language. Fury didn't answer, he just nodded.
Before Fury could figure anything out, a loud crash was nearby. Helicopters were surrounding the entire headquarters. Yes, they're here. What Nick didn't know was, they were firing several bullets at the men. One of the men, happened to be him. Dropping to the ground, he rolled away from the windows and against the wall. He quickly stripped off his clothing as the other men were fired at. The woman was killed and so were 5 of the men. But one evaded the machine gun.
The leader was on the run. If the helicopters couldn't stop him, Nick was the only chance. Fury chased him like the cat he was. Luckily, Nick Fury was an athelete runner. After a few moments, he dropped him head first to the ground. Landing a few blows to the head, the leader was a lot tougher then first thought of. The leader elbowed him to the face and drove Fury to a nearby table. Blood gushed from his nose. Crashing to the wall, Fury rose to his feet without hesitation. He ignored the agonizing pain and swiftly kicked him in the gut. There he would drive his knee into his face. But before the final blow was given, the leader pulled out a dagger and punctured Nick to the right eye. Blood splattered everywhere. An eye dropped to the ground and rolled to a stop. Worst of all, Fury was down and out.
Secret Headquarters, Manhattan, New York.
*One week later...*
Nick Fury fully awoke one week later. He threw off the covers and was wondering what had happened. He was spacey and woozy, still a little messed up from what happened a week ago. His heart was beating loudly, still thundering in his chest. As sweat dripped from his face, he tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Then he realised that he had one eye.
MY EYES! Where is my other eye?! Oh my god.
He ripped off the black patch and tried to feel where the eye had went. He searched frantically and it was gone. He was scarred for life. No more right eye. He shook in fear. He was alone. All alone in this padded room. He couldn't sleep at all. He was sure this was a setup to kills off S.H.I.E.L.D.'s main executives and leaders. But who? And why? Why would they rape some woman if they were professionals? Could it be someone from S.H.I.E.L.D.? He did know one thing. He was the director now and he wouldn't let this ever happen again.
Committee Room, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Established to counter the technologically advanced, neo-fascist subversive organization HYDRA, S.H.I.E.L.D. remains the most effective force for neutralizing threats to world security, combating terrorism, and alien infiltration. Most of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operations are covert and secret. The founders have remained anonymous.
Within the headquarters, contains the Committee Room. The Committee Room is the most secure place in the entire headquarters complex due to its massive reinforcements and vault like entrance passageway. All mandatory meetings are held in this room. The committee contains the new director, Nick Fury, renowned heads of state, corporate leaders, and sometimes the president, George Bush.
At the end of the large table, sat Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.. On the left side of the rectangular table was General "Thunderbolt" Ross, Colonel John Wraith, Corporate Leader Tim Dugan, and Top Agent of SHIELD, Sharon Carter. On the right side, sat Doctor Cornelius, Scientist Reed Richards, and Scientist Bruce Banner.
"Ok gentlemen, let's get the show on the road," stated the new director, Nick Fury. "Let's begin with the assassinations of our former director and second-in-command. Although we have absolutely no evidence towards these assassinations, except for the deaths, they, and several others were killed by professionals. Who could have done this? Mutants? Crime Lords?"
"Let's be serious here," informed Dr. Cornelius. "Mutants? What reason could they have to kill the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? If anyone, their first objective would be the president...after all, he had gone against mutant rights, am I right?"
General Ross sighed and endorsingly said, "I'd have to agree with Cornelius here. How would a mutant know exactly where this headquarters was placed? To come in, with a perfectly organized plan, that is unidentifiable. We have no evidence whatsoever. Can't be possible."
"Anything is possible," exclaimed Bruce Banner.
John Wraith interrupted, "It had to be mutants! With the powers they have today, Bruce is right, it is possible. It was probably that Charles Xavier and his team of disgusting mutants. I say, we kill off each and every one of them."
"John, for God's sakes, your prejudiced comments towards mutants are highly unappreciated," replied Ross harshly.
Corporates Tim Dugan and Sharon Carter sat there silently, not wanting to create any controversy.
Fury glanced over to his right to see Reed Richards and said, "What do you think Reed ? I'm sure you have some words to say in this."
Scientist Reed Richards raised his right hand to slightly move his glasses to his face and began speaking, "All we know is that whether they were mutants or comedians, their occupation has nothing to do with this. What they want is the real problem. Now, we must have done something to create this dispute in order for them to assassinate the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.."
"Well, could it be possible that HYDR...," suggested Bruce Banner as he was interrupted by General Ross.
"Of course not! That would be the last possibility. We have both come to a peace treaty."
Nick Fury had enough of the "Whodunit" so he spoke up to gain the attention of the committee. "Since none of us could come even close to the possible masterminds in this, I'd like to discuss about a more indepth procedure for the security of both the world and S.H.I.E.L.D.. I mean, if the headquarters could be attacked that easily with our technological defenses, how do we know it couldn't happen again? There are more mutants showing up every day. In accordance, technology developes at the same rate--even the kind that we didn't create. People will do anything to become rich. How can we make sure that security follows this trend?"
"Well, we could create a super hero team..." suggested Reed Richards as he was unsure of releasing his bizzare opinion.
"You've got to be kidding me," marked Ross.