Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 2 of Centuries. I want to thank those who have left reviews for this story. I am very glad that you guys are enjoying this story and I hope that you continue to enjoy this brand-new story. I hope that you guys enjoy the next part of this story. I've been trying my best to make sure that the chapters are fairly long. I can't wait to show you guys what happens next. Without further ado Chapter 2. ENJOY!

Chapter 2

A woman with orche skin, black hair was done up in many small braids, and green hazel eyes stood in Fury's office talking to him.

Fury looked at the young woman with his only eye. "How is your mother doing?" Fury questioned his voice fairly soft.

The young woman looked up at him. "She's doing alright. She misses it."

Fury nodded his head. "You can tell her a job is always open here," Fury said his lips quirking a little bit.

"You know how she is Director Fury." The younger woman mused with a small smile. "She's stubborn about returning to Shield. She's enjoying her retirement."

"That I can understand, Indiana."

Indiana smiled softly before she heard the door opening. She turned her head seeing a very irritated Steve Rogers. "Something must've happened again that he is frustrated again." She thought to herself, shaking her head lightly.

"You just can't stop yourself from lying, can you?" Steve said in frustration towards Fury.

Fury clicked his tongue against his teeth as he turned his attention to Steve. "I didn't lie. Agent Romanoff had a different mission than yours."

"Which you didn't feel obliged to share."

"Should I go, sir?" Indiana questioned feeling rather uncomfortable with the whole Steve Rogers being pissed off about something secret.

Fury waved his hand telling Indiana not to go. He turned his attention to the angry younger man. "I'm not obliged to do anything."

"Those hostages could've died, Nick."

Indiana remembered the report from Mia and none of them were harmed thanks to Mia being a quick thinker and having Rumlow with her.

"I sent the greatest soldier in history to make sure that didn't happen."

"Soldiers trust each other, that's what makes it an army. Not a bunch of guys running around and shooting guns."

"The last time I trusted someone, I lost an eye. Look, I didn't want you doing anything you weren't comfortable with. Agent Romanoff is comfortable with everything."

Indiana looked over at Fury remembering what her mother had said about the issue with Fury's eye. He didn't like to talk about it and honestly, she didn't blame him for not trusting anyone with the truth of what happened.

"I can't lead a mission when the people I'm leading have missions of their owns."

"It's called compartmentalization. Nobody spills the secrets because nobody knows them all."

"Except you."

Fury shook his head. " You're wrong about me. I do share. I'm nice like that." He said before gesturing to Indiana to follow him. He stepped into the elevator with Indiana and Steve following right behind him. "Insight bay."

"Captain Rogers and Agent Allen do not have clearance for Project Insight."

"Director override, Fury, Nicholas J."

"Confirmed."

The elevator began to go down.

Indiana stuck her hands in her pockets chewing the inside of her cheek.

"You know, they used to play music."

Indiana let out a soft laugh, shaking her head lightly knowing that he was still in the 40s knowing that elevators had music on them all of the time.

"Yeah. My grandfather operated one of these things for forty years. My granddad worked in a nice building, he got good tips." Fury looked up for a moment. "He'd walk home every night, a roll of ones stuffed in his lunch bag. He'd say "hi", and people would say hi back. Time went on, the neighborhood got rougher. He'd say "Hi", and they'd say, "Keep on steppin'. Granddad got to grippin' that lunch bag a little tighter."

"Did he ever get mugged?" Steve questioned curiously.

"Every week some punk would say, "What's in the bag?"

"What did he do?"

"He'd show 'em. Bunch of crumpled ones and loaded .22 Magnum." Fury smiled remembering that story very well. "Granddad loved people. But he didn't trust them very much."

Steve and Indiana blinked as they noticed three giant helicarriers.

Indiana had a sinking feeling inside of her chest something was off and it was something concerning.

Steve blinked a few times more in confusion.

"Yeah, I know. They're a little bit bigger than a .22," Fury said, leading the two of them to show them around. "This is Project Insight. Three next generations Helicarriers synced to a network of targeting satellites."

"Launched from the Lemurian Star," Steve said, looking over at Fury.

"Once we get them in the air they never need to come down. Continuous suborbital flight courtesy of our new repulsor engines."

"Stark?"

"Well, he had a few suggestions once he got an up-close look at our old turbines. These new long-range precision guns can eliminate a thousand hostiles a minute. The satellites can read a terrorist's DNA before he steps outside his spider hole. We gonna neutralize a lot of threats before they even happen."

"I thought the punishment usually came after the crime."

"We can't afford to wait that long."

"Who's "we"?"

Indiana tried her best not to chew the inside of her cheek. She was worried about what he was about to say. Was it something that she was going to have to pay close attention to?

"After New York, I convinced the World Security Council we needed a quantum surge in threat analysis. For once we're way ahead of the curve."

"By holding a gun at everyone on Earth and calling it protection."

"You know, I read those SSR files. Greatest generation? You guys did some nasty stuff."

"Yeah, we compromised. Sometimes in ways that made us not sleep so well. But we did it so the people could be free. This isn't freedom, this is fear."

"SHIELD takes the world as it is, not as we'd like it to be. It's getting damn near past time for you to get with that program, Cap."

"Don't hold your breath," Steve said before walking away from the two of them.

Indiana looked over at Fury. "Sir?" She said softly knowing that something was bothering him.

Fury turned his attention to Indiana. "Do what you need to do, Agent Allen."

Indiana nodded her head firmly knowing what she needed to do. "Yes, sir." She said before turning on her heels and heading back towards the elevators. She took a sharp breath through her nose and dug out her phone before unlocking it. She hunched over her phone making sure that the camera wouldn't catch what she was doing.

"Headed to base. We need a meeting and a fast one."

She sent the message off knowing that this was an important message and her boss and the rest of the crew needed to know about the carriers and what was being said. Her phone pinged and she looked at it to see the reply.

"Meeting in an hour. Don't be late. Can't wait to see what you gathered."

Indiana's lips quirked a little bit into a smile knowing that this was going to be a hard meeting to deal with. But it was a meeting that needed to be done. It was something that the group needed to talk about and figure out how to handle the whole thing. She could only hope that this meeting would be good news and not bad news.

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This is the end of Chapter 2. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. I tried my best with trying to write this chapter out. It took me a bit to figure out where I wanted this chapter to go at the very end, but I'm glad about the choice I made. Who do you think the codenamed people are? I promise you that it will be revealed all during this story. Please leave a review and let me know what you think. Reviews help me keep going when it comes to writing. Until next time.