On the ground, however, was another story.
Nick Fury had Agents throughout the Helicarrier feeding him the most up to date information on the current crisis at hand. His long black trench coat swept the floor behind him as he made his way toward the man he knew would get the job done.
“CAPTAIN!” he barked, causing Steve Rogers to jump slightly, and then snapped his head up like a rocket. He was now suddenly alert. “You’re needed on the ground.” Fury said, in an ominous tone only he could pull off. “There are domestic terrorists claiming hostages on the ground. They claim they need billions of dollars to rebuild Latveria.”
Captain America stood up sharply. “I’m on it.” he stated.
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The docking bay for the helicarrier howled and roared in the wind, which stung the faces of the duo. Cap leaned over the edge and peered at the buildings below. “You sure you don’t need a parachute?” Fury called, trying to sound louder than the forces of the wind. “It’s a twenty mile drop into water.”
Cap cracked a smile and looked back at him. “Are you kidding?” he laughed “Parachutes are for girls.”
With that, Captain America threw himself off the edge of the helicarrier. The wind whipped in his face and squeezed his body. He felt as if he had left his stomach back on the helicarrier, yet he remained unafraid. He put his shield in front of him, bracing himself for the impact. Swiftly, he descended faster and faster upon his opponents, until—.
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“—Hostage situation has been resolved thanks to Captain America.” The TV reporter blared.
Tony Stark paid no heed. He simply poured himself a glass of bourbon and began sipping it impatiently while waiting for Pepper to arrive.
As if on cue, the elevator doors slid open to reveal Pepper Potts, dressed in a stunning red dress. Tony rushed to greet his beautiful lover. He was quick to embrace her, giving her a quick kiss. “You’re late.” he said in his usual sarcastic tone.
Pepper let out a giggle and made her way to a glass of champagne she saw on a countertop waiting for her. She gave him a quick look over her shoulder. “Like you’ve never been late before.” she teased.
“Y’know,” Stark replied, moving ever closer to her, “I’ve been thinking of building you your own armor. How does the name ‘Rescue’ sound?”
“Corny as hell!” she laughed. Her attention was then diverted to a woman dressed entirely in green on the widescreen TV. Without looking, she slowly put her glass down onto the countertop, and watched the segment, a look of horrible astonishment on her face.
“Joining us today,” the reporter told the audience, “is Senator Mary Ridge ; one of the most vocal activists against the Avengers.
The audience turned their attention to Ms. Ridge, who began her speech immediately. “The Avengers are nothing but a group of vigilantes. They’re super powerful bullies that do as they please.” Her words were spite and anger, as her words blurred together with strong emotion. “They claim to have a Demi God? What happened to good ol’ Christianity?” she asked rhetorically “Captain America ? A man dressed in a flag? Come on!” Pepper’s face grew ever angrier as Ms. Ridge continued her speech. “What about a ‘former’ Russian Spy on the team? I’m sure THAT’S good for homeland security.” she then put her hand to her forehead, pretending to faint. “And don’t even get me started on billionaire drunken maniac: Tony Stark.”
With that, Tony had had enough. He whisked Pepper away from the TV “Come on,” he said, trying to pull her away, “you don’t need to see this.” Pepper smiled and winked at him. “Right, boss.”
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Mary Ridge exited the interview and went straight to her limousine, not answering any questions. The quickly closed the door and leaned over the seat to the driver. She put her mouth close to his ear and whispered in it. “Tell the boss that step one is finished.” she grinned wickedly
“Initiate phase two.”