(GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND THIS IS THE AGENT OF LITERATURE SIGNING ON.)
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COLUMBIA PICTURES
A AGENT OF LITERATURE STORY
BASED ON THE STORYLINE BY TROYOBOYO17
ACT ONE
In a secret government facility in New York,a bunch of engineers and scientists were standing around,as a man in a special flight suit with metal wings floated in the air,as a loan man in a run down suit and tie orchestrated the whole event.
"Easy!"He ordered.
"Easy,bring it down slow,whoa whoa whoa!"
The test pilot then landed slightly rough but safe,making everyone watching clap.
"Very good,that's the one."
"Excellent work Mister Toomes."A voice said from behind.
The man(now known as Toomes)turned around and saw two Air force men walking up to him,the one who spoke looked to be a Colonial and had a cheesy mustache.
"Colonial Talbot."Toomes shouted,then muttered.
"Fantastic.
"What can I do for you?"
"I just came to see how your progress is picking up."Talbot said,as he looked at the flight suit.
"And I must say,I'm impressed,and so is the President and General Ross."
"And Ross couldn't be here because?"
"He's busy chasing the big guy,but he sends his regards."
Talbot walked past Toomes to get a better look at the flight suit.
"Well."Toomes said,clapping his hands.
"I'm glad to hear that,and I think we're good to start testing it for real,I already got a guy on stand by to.."
"That won't be necessary Toomes,we've already got a guy."Talbot said, cutting Toomes off,as he pointed to the man behind him.
Toomes looked at the guy behind him,and saw that he was a young African american male in his early to mid-thirties.
"Toomes,this is Sargent Sam Wilson,he'll be testing your flight suit from now on."Talbot said.
Toomes looked down in confusion and anger.
"Oh and your skills will no longer be required,the US Military thanks you for your work,and would appreciate it if you don't tell anyone about this,if you do,you will go to jail."
Talbot began to walk away,as Toomes continued to process what was happening.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?"He finally shouted in anger.
"DO YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH WORK I'VE PUT INTO THIS,HOW MUCH I NEED THIS,AND YOU'RE WHAT,JUST GONNA TAKE IT FROM ME,THIS IS MY LIFE'S WORK!"
"And we are grateful for it."Talbot said,as he placed both hands on either side of Toomes shoulders.
"But Toomes,you should've realized that you were never gonna fly her,you're a civilian,not a soldier."
"Talbot please,I have a family."
"And your family will be well taken care of and compensated for all the work you've done here.
"You've done a great service to your country Toomes,maybe you can do them some good as a dishwasher."
Talbot then began to laugh,as Toomes finally snapped and punched Talbot square in the face,forcing several people,including Wilson to restrain him.
"YOU GO TO HELL TALBOT,YOU HEAR ME,YOU GO TO HELL!"Toomes shouted,as he was dragged away.
"GET HIM OUT OF HERE!"Talbot shouted,as he wiped the blood from his mouth.
"WILSON,SUIT UP YOU'RE GOING FOR A RIDE!"
FOUR YEARS LATER….
(Start playing song:"Left hand free by:Alt-J)
It had been four years since Adrian Toomes had been fired by the military,and trying to find a job was difficult,especially for someone with his skill set,as everyone seemed to want to go to Tony Stark for business.
But life eventually got back on track for him,as he started his own scavenging company,and while jobs were tight,he and his crew were getting the gig of a lifetime,as they were hired to clean up the mess left behind by "The battle of New York",the score of a lifetime.
"Things are never gonna be the same now."Toomes said,as he looked at a drawing of the Avengers by his daughter.
"I mean look at this,you got aliens,you got big green guys tearing down buildings.
"When I was a kid I used to draw cowboys and Indians."
"Actually it's Native american."The guy that was with him said.
"But whatever."
Toomes just gave him a look and shook his head before looking back at the picture.
"I'll tell you what though."He continued.
"It ain't bad is it?
"Yeah,kid's got a future."
"Yeah,well,we'll see I guess."
Toomes and his employee then got back to work,as they were currently taking care of one of the Chitauri worm ships.
As Toomes was walking through the workload,he noticed one of his workers,Herman Schultz, was sawing a Chirauri weapon.
"Wo hey,no!"He said as he made his way over.
"You can't saw through that stuff."
He then picked up a small Chitauri weapon and started cutting bits off.
"These alien guys are tough,you gotta use the stuff they use,see?"
"All right."Schultz said,as he took the weapon.
"All right."
Toomes then saw one of his other employees,Jackson Brice,showing up late for work.
"Oh hey,glad you decided to join us,afternoon."He said.
"Yeah,my alarm didn't go off."Brice said.
"Yeah yeah,your alarm,look,just go stack the armor plating like I asked you,this is a huge deal for us."
"ATTENTION PLEASE!"A woman's voice came out of nowhere.
Toomes turned and saw a group of people in suits coming out of a safe area,leading them was an older woman.
"My name is Anne Marie Hoag,in accordance with executive order 396b,all post battle clean ups now fall under our jurisdiction.
"Thank you for your service,we'll take it from here."
"Who the hell are you?"Toomes asked.
"Qualified personnel."An agent with a hard hat said.
"Look,I have a city contract,to salvage all this,so…"
"I apologize,Mister Toomes."Hoag said.
"But all salvage operations are now under our jurisdiction.
"Please turn over any and all exotic materials that you've collected,or you will be prosecuted."
"Ma'am wait I…"Toomes said,as Hoag moved to leave,he followed after her.
"Ma'am please,come on,I brought trucks for this job,I brought in a whole new crew,these guys have families,I have a family,please I've already lost one job,I can't lose another.
"I'm all in on this,I could lose my house."
"I'm sorry sir,but there's nothing I can do."Hoag said,as she continued to walk away.
"Maybe next time don't overextend yourself."The hard hat agent said.
Toomes looked to the agent like he'd lost his mind.
"What'd you say?"He asked,making all of his workers uncomfortable,Toomes then whistled.
"Yeah,he's right,I overextended myself."
Toomes then punched the agent,causing his men to run over to hold him back,and the other agents to pull out their weapons,making everyone stand still.
"Stand down!"Hoag ordered everyone.
"Put 'em down.
"If you have a grievance,you may take it up with my superiors."
"Your superiors,and who the hell are they?"Toomes asked.
That night,Toomes watched the news at his workshop,as it reported on the formation of the DAMAGE CONTROL CENTER,which was being funded by Tony Stark and the US Government and that it would oversee all aftermaths regarding unnatural battles.
"So now the Aholes who made this mess,are now getting paid to clean it up."Schultz said.
"Yeah,it's all rigged."Toomes employee Mason said,as tinkered with a piece of alien tech he kept.
"Hey chief."Another employee called Toomes,as he stood by a van full of alien equipment.
"We still got another load from yesterday,we're supposed to turn this in right?"
"I ain't hauling it."Brice said.
"There's a shock."Schultz commented.
"It's too bad."Mason said,as he made a piece of equipment float in the air.
"We could have made some cool stuff with this alien junk."
Toomes,looking at the van full of tech,began thinking,four years ago he lost his job because of some military schmuck,now he's lost his score because some Aholes made a mess and want to get paid cleaning it up,he wasn't gonna let his family go through this crap again.
"I tell you what."He said.
"Let's keep it,the world's changing boys,time we change too."
"What'd you have in mind?"Schultz asked.
Toomes just smiled.
EIGHT YEARS LATER..
(Play song:"Can't you hear me knocking?"by:The rolling stones)
Eight years after getting screwed over again,Toomes,Schultz,Mason,and Brice,as well as a bunch of other workers.
Built a huge operation,as they gathered alien tech from around the country and rebuilt them into weapons that could be used by criminals,Toomes also managed to get the schematics of his old flight suit and modified it to be less noticeable by people like Tony stark,Glenn Talbot,or even Sam wilson(though the latter was currently on the run).
As Mason was working on another gimmick,the roof doors opened up and down came Toomes in his flight suit,as he dropped a couple boxes of tech on the ground.
"There you go Mason."Toomes said,as he landed and then took off his mask.
"Business is good."
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