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Chapter 37: Man on a Mission
(New York City, Manhattan, Central Park, a few hours later)
Director Fury grunted as he took a quick break as he stopped to catch his breath. He had left White Tiger in command of the base while he was gone and Phil Coulson was still with Aunt May on vacation. He had gone solo to see if he could locate anything of use against the giant Goblin force. He needed someone with strong leadership capability, a fierce determination to take down the Goblins, and an unyielding will to take back their home. White Tiger fit those requirements easily. He is currently trying to make it to Goblin base, hoping to find their machine or better yet destroy it.
'Ok Fury, take a quick breath and get back to it. Can't just sit on your ass forever…and…go!' Director Fury grunted in his mind then raced off towards his mission location.
'Osborn set up his machine on the Empire State Building, just have to get there and detonate it.' Director Fury grunted in his mind.
He rushed through the city streets for several minutes, dodging Goblins as he went. Despite being armed to the teeth, he knew that if he engaged out in the open reinforcements would arrive and he'd be overrun. He needed to carefully and systematically reach the building. He quickly made his way around a corner, peeking around to see two Goblins guarding the front.
'Hmph, arrogant as ever, believing you don't need actual protection to safeguard the source of your power. Pathetic Osborn.' Director Fury scoffed in his mind.
He silently moved behind them and quickly pulled out his knives. The man swiftly scratched them with the tranquilizer laced blades. They groaned and yawned immediately. Despite having great endurance, the concentrated horse tranquilizer would knock them out within a short time. Fury quickly hurried inside. There are no guards in the main lobby.
'Hmm, this isn't right…Osborn's crazy not stupid…' Director Fury grunted.
He slowly moved through the room but he suddenly stopped. The man looked down and saw a trip wire. Quickly his sharp eye studied the room as he moved over several trip wires as he made it to the stair, sensing the elevator had a guard or was a trap. He ran up several flights of stairs.
'I can't believe this…I'm doing exactly what Mr. Parker would do in this situation…not following protocol…I suppose desperate time calls for desperate measures…wonderful.' Director Fury grumbled in his mind.
He quickly stopped as a large figure jumped down to where he was at on the stairs. A Goblin lunged down towards him, his fist missing him by a few stairs as Fury dodged the attack. Director Fury growled in annoyance as the Goblin cackled. The brute hissed as he lunged forward, his huge right hand swiftly swiping forward. The spy jumped over the attack, but quickly slashed his right knife up his foe's arm. The Goblin snarled in pain, his left hand quickly clutching his bloodied arm. He groaned in a groggy daze and an annoyed hiss as the tranquilizer took effect. With the long cut the drug took effect much more quickly because of the excess of the greater area of effect.
"Not even close you ugly son of a bitch." Director Fury grunted, sheathing his knife.
He continued to hurry up the stairs, eyes open for any other sneak attacks. However, there weren't any for a few flights. But no long after that, a conversation from a hallway. The man hid behind the door to the hallway, carefully listening in on the chatter on the off chance that it could contain valuable information.
"Erraaggh! When is the area supposed to be finished?! It's been weeks since it was promised it would be created!" One of the voices shrieked, annoyance thick within his hissing voice.
"Not to long I think. With the amount of workers on the case, it should be done within a week or so. So don't go bellyaching all the time!" A second voice barked, quickly pushing back the first's hissing.
Director Fury moved up the stairs, his motion quiet enough to not alert the two guards. He rushes up the stairs where unintentionally runs into two Goblin guards.
"Well, well, well looky at what we have 'ere!" One of the Goblins cackled, murderous eyes on Fury.
"Yeah, let's bring his good eye as a trophy to the boss! Heh haha!" The second laughed, a sadistic, wicked grin spread across his grotesque face.
Director Fury quickly pulled out dual pistols like a western gunslinger.
"Not likely motherfucker!" Director Fury grunted.
He fired off a few shots. The Goblins snarled as they leapt out of the way. Fury grunted as he ducked under the sudden swipe of one of the Goblins who landed behind them. He leapt up and fired off a shot from his right pistol, quickly pegging the Goblin's shoulder. However, the Goblin growled as he rushed forward with the other Goblin following behind him.
'Damn it.' Director Fury grunted in his mind.
He lunged forward, his right foot kicking out. The two Goblins stared in complete shock at the spy's sudden attack. The man's foot connected with the first Goblin's face. The impact sent him tumbling back and grunting in pain. The second Goblin was knocked back instantly and skidding down the stairs. Director Fury quickly fired off a few shots on them with all of them hitting their marks.
"Sleep tight…and don't wake up anytime soon…assholes." Director Fury grunted then began running back up the stairs.
After a long trek up the rest of the building he finally made it to the level the building had been set on. Director Fury took a quick breath, resting after the long run and fights he'd been through to make it to this point.
'Ok you Osborn, you no good son of a bitch, let's see what happens when I take away your favorite toy.' Director Fury grunted in hid mind as he hurried to the weapon.
He slowly made his way to the weapon, carefully keeping out of view of the three guards with blasters in hand around the machine. Director Fury one good eye narrowed in concentration. Swiftly he rolled into view of the Goblins who quickly turned to see him. However, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. fired off several rounds from his dual pistols. The guards quickly dropped as each round hit their marks. Director Fury grunted as he stood up and approached the machine, his eye studying it. He put away his guns and moved to turn off the machine.
"What?!" Fury grunted in shock as his hand went through the machine, which went on a fritz.
The machine disappeared. He looked back to see a small machine with a projecting light suddenly go off, revealing the machine was a hologram.
"Ah hell naw!" Director Fury grunted.
"That's right! Hahaha!" A familiar voice laughed.
Director Fury turned around to see a swirling, electrified net flying at him. It quickly wrapped the man up in its coils and instantly zapped him, the man growled in pain then dropped to his knees. He grunted as he looked up to see the Green Goblin on a glider, an arrogant grin spread across his face.
"Osborn…when I get out of this damn thing…your ugly green hide is mine! You hear that?!" Director Fury snarled.
"So amusing and admirable, Director Fury: A man on a mission. It's so sad I moved my machine to Osborn Tower. It's just so sad no one will be able to get to it, thanks for falling into my trap." The Green Goblin chuckled.
"Damn you, Osborn. S.H.I.E.L.D. will stop you. The Academy will stop you." Director Fury hissed.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about the Academy, not when I have my own special agent." The Green Goblin scoffed.
There was a tapping on his shoulder. Director Fury grunted as he turned and gasped at the sight of what he saw, just like the Academy students said: Goblin-Spidey waving at him.
"Hi." Goblin-Spidey said then quickly punched him.
Director Fury grunted in pain as he hit the ground, the man slowly blacking out, but not before a quick message from his attacker.
"You got knocked the fuck out!" Goblin-Spidey called out directly in Fury's face.
To be continued…