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So without further delay, Chapter 2!
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Chapter 2
If there was one thing in life that Nick Fury hated, it was when he didn't have all the facts from the start. It also happened to be one of the most common occurrences in his work at S.H.E.I.L.D.
"Director Fury."
Fury glanced over to where one of his most reliable agents stood leaning over the shoulder of one of the other Helicarrier bridge operatives.
"What is it Agent Hill?"
It wasn't that unusual for Agent Maria Hill to call him over to look at something that came up on one of the many screens situated around the lower region of the Helicarrier's bridge, but something in her voice set off immediate red flags in the director's head.
"Sir I believe you should look at this."
Fury began to make his way over to the station, concerned at what had caught the female agents attention.
He reached the station and waved the computers current operator away before turning to look at the screen. The display showed the current weather patterns for an area near a small Floridian town.
"Agent Hill I am going to go ahead and ask again, what is it?"
"That's the problem sir, we don't really know."
Fury gave her a weird look, before speaking once again, a trace of agitation creeping into his usually monotone voice.
"You're telling me that we have some of the greatest minds in the world on this ship, but we can't even tell what the weather is?"
Agent Hill gave him a stern look. " I'm not sure that this is the kind of thing they teach at Harvard, sir."
"And what do you mean by that?"
Hill turned back to the screen and pointed to a particular feed that had been recorded.
"This was recorded about forty minutes ago near a town in South Florida."
Fury nodded as she began to play the video with the speed reduced.
"As you can see, its pretty normal weather patterns for this time of year, until about eight forty-six when some unusual weather patterns began to pop up. One of the most drastic being a thirty degree temperature drop. These patterns continued for almost thirty minutes, but the temperature drop itself took only around eight minutes."
This caught Fury's attention.
"However that isn't what really caught our attention. It was what happened next."
The video radar was slowed down even further and Agent Hill pointed to one particular spot in the light blue clouds displayed on the screen. As they watched, a large portion of the indicated clouds immediately morphed into a deep blue color indicating a severe drop in temperature.
"This is where the temperature drop was the worst. The wind patterns changed and at almost the exact same moment the pressure readings sky rocketed. Then this happened."
Fury's lips became a thin line as he watched what seemed like a small funnel began to drop down from the effected area. A giant swirling blue mass.
Then he saw it.
Almost invisible amongst the blue, a small yellow orange spot moving downward.
Hill quickly paused the feed and zoomed in on the orange splotch, bringing the image into focus, and allowing them to see the distinctly human like form.
"Damn it all to hell. Run a comparison to the one in New Mexico, I want to know who the hell came through that and if they are friendly."
"Already done, sir, but that's the other problem. When compared to the storms created by the Bifrost in New Mexico, nothing matches up. What ever that thing is, it didn't come from Asgard."
"Then where the hell did it come from?"
"That's what we are working on now, but so far we haven't found anything that comes even close to producing something like this."
Fury growled before quickly tapping his ear piece.
" Scramble a jet, I want visual on the following coordinates ASAP!" Fury rattled off the coordinates.
There was a pause before a voice replied.
"Affirmative, sir, jets in route as we speak."
"Good, warn them that they are to proceed with extreme caution. We could be dealing with an extraterrestrial being. If target shows and signs of aggressive behavior then the are authorized to open fire."
"Yes, sir."
Fury shut off his ear piece and turned back to Hill.
"I want all the information that you can get on that storm and the after effects. I want to know what that thing was and how it got here."
"Sir." Was the clipped response before Hill quickly exited the room.
Fury turned back to look at the still frozen image, before turning on his heels and exiting the bridge.
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