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"That is our super computer, or...whatever," Sullivan said, his temper apparently gone. "There is a crapton of shit in there that, in the wrong hands, could bring S.H.I.E.L.D. down. With that being said..." he took the box from my hands and held up the disk with his fingertips. "You need to copy ever single bit of data from that hard drive onto this disk, and bring it to me as soon as you're finished, you understand? If this gets lost, we are finished. I'll be in the lab." He pressed the cool disk into the palm of my hand. Eyeing me, he exited the room and it slid shut behind me.
Well, shit. I exhaled, feeling a little nervous and excited. Mostly nervous. In this room, the noise outside seemed to be subdued.
I crouched down beneath the keyboard and felt for the superdrive that I knew was there. I placed the silver disk inside and listened as the computer came to life.
"Hard drive, hard drive..." I murmured, working my magic. "Come to me." With a simple stroke of a set of keys, the copying process had begun. I listened to the quiet whirring of the superdrive, almost feeling at peace, considering the situation.
The next thing I did is probably what set off the chain of events that followed.
I had intended to minimize the screen showing me the copying process. Instead, I accidentally hit a command that opened the files that were being transferred.
"Yikes!" I hissed, trying to frantically stop the files from popping up. "Slow down, dammit!" I glanced at the screen, trying to find the right command to stop the information from showing up.
Unexpectedly, the sound of a loud roar caused my hands to freeze in motion, and I watched with confusion as a video clip appeared on my screen of a green monster swinging from building to building, smashing windows. I frowned with confusion as the video screen zoomed in on its face. The green monster appeared to be a man? His muscles were larger than any human's, bright green eyes that sparkled with rage and hatred. As if he could see me, he bared his teeth and unleashed a mighty roar, and I stumbled backwards in shock. Other videos appeared of a man and woman. The man fired arrows with precision, and the woman, who had short red hair, fired two guns.
I leaned against the wall in confusion as videos of more people appeared. I tilted my head in confusion when a video of Tony Stark, better known as "Iron Man" zoomed into the camera. Other files popped up with detailed information about the people and their lives. On the heading of each file was "Avengers Initiative."
"Go away, go away," I whispered nervously, closing them out, realizing that I was looking at extremely classified information. Once that disappeared, I then had to deal with blueprints and photographs of what looked like an aircraft carrier. Detail information about the engines, database and fuel requirements spread across the screen. What is this?
Another set of files detailing the contraption containing the Tesseract didn't surprise me. The files that I had read on the Tesseract before appeared before me as well, but I dismissed it, closing them down.
"What does Stark Tower have to do with anything?" I whispered, looking at the detailed blueprints of Stark's latest technological invention. Blueprints of Stark's arc reactor appeared on the screen.
More files continued to appear on the screen and I felt my heart rate speed up in fear as information about S.H.I.E.L.D.'s deepest secrets literally laid itself out before me. There were things that I wasn't supposed to know about people. About my superiors. About the history of this organization. Frantically, I struggled to input the right command to close the windows.
Finally, I found it, and the screen became clear again, showing only the progress bar. I rubbed my eyes, feeling overwhelmed.
Who are the Council? Why is Nick Fury's birth date listed in the 1920s? And what the hell is Avengers Initiative, who created it? What is Phase 2? What's so important about the arc reactor?
The superdrive suddenly slowed. Before ejecting it, I locked the information on it with a passcode near and dear to me. After it came out, I hesitantly reached for the disc and held it up to my eye, staring at it. You contain S.H.I.E.L.D.'s deepest secrets.
I looked down at my collarbone and realized that I could keep the disk on my necklace. It was plain and silver, and it would blend perfectly. After I unhooked the necklace, I slid it through the circle of the disk and reattached it around my neck. The weight of the necklace suddenly felt heavier.
Compose yourself, I thought nervously, exiting the room. Just act like everyone else.