Yeah! New chapter
seriously, Jack is too curious for his own goo
plus its the same question I wanted to ask when I first saw Fury
don't have much to say really
Enjoy
and REVIEW
Jack's POV
Wow. Jack had known that the Avenger's reaction was unlikely to be good at the mention of who his father was. But he had to say he had not expected such as fast reaction. After a moment of silence Natasha had jumped him and pinned him to the ground. Clint had handcuffed him and dragged him through the Helicarrier to what appeared to be a specially designed cell that Bruce had run ahead to open. Jack had to admit, their reaction had been very fast. If a little over the top. It wasn't as if he had been anything but friendly to them. And they had knocked him out!
For now Jack was sitting on the floor of his brand new cell sulking. He was so bored, he couldn't even create his mini frost patterns, the guards had shocked him when he had tried that. It wasn't as if he had been trying to escape.
He probably could have broken out of the room, but he knew better than to try and use his powers without his staff. It wasn't that he couldn't access them, it was just that they became rather unpredictable when he couldn't fully control them. They tended to be wild and violent. Not a good combination when you were trying to convince your captives that you meant no harm.
Of course there were other things that he could try. Like his father, Jack knew how to change his form into different animals though he had never quite gotten the hang of manipulating his human form. If he could get close enough to the guards then he would be able to use his 'fun' magic on them, although admittedly it was less 'fun' magic and more 'mind controlling' magic.
But he didn't really want to do that. So instead Jack chose to wait, his fingers twitching as he vainly tried to relieve his boredom whilst not giving the guards the idea that he was trying to escape. It wasn't working. Jack was as bored as it was possible for him to be, and it was getting worse. He really wanted to get out of this cage.
Jack closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall of the strange cell. Intending to at least try to get some sleep. Then maybe Sandy would be able to find him and that would mean a rescue. Yeah . . . Rescue sounded good.
There was a scraping sound on the glass . . . so much for sleeping.
Jack opened his eyes and looked at the man, an eyebrow rising as he tried to suppress his amusement
He did not however do the same thing for his curiosity.
"So how did you lose your eye?"