Interrogation Room A1 - Oliver, Niah, Bonnie, Celestine - Agent Woo wasn't stupid by any means. As Celestine laid out her questions again, finishing with a critique of his close up magic, he just smiled. "Go on, then," Woo snapped his fingers and suddenly, a deck of playing cards appeared on the table, just out of Celestine's reach. "I don't normally like to brag, but I have my conjuration license."
"If you have any psychics, have them read our minds - they'll know we're telling the truth," Bonnie offered. She knew that they had some sort of weird psychic damage going on, but she trusted that any decent telepath would be able to see something was going on - to realize that something was altering their memories
and that they were really genuine.
"Or... I suppose social media works too." Facebook was an inelegant solution, but Oliver wasn't exactly wrong either.
"There aren't any psychics in the Iron," Woo informed Bonnie. "Fine, I'll entertain this crazy idea. So what, you all came from a different reality, where you're the good guys, and you're looking for two fugitives?" Woo summarized.
"Exactly. A speedster named Luminous and a scientist/wizard named Doctor Doom," Bonnie confirmed.
Agent Woo started tapping away on the table, and suddenly, a video was illuminated. It showed the same location in Times Square where they had appeared and the video started to rewind, skipping through their arrival, until it showed a man with an extremely scarred face and a tanned woman with silver hair appearing out of nowhere. "This them?" Woo asked. "Best we can tell, they fled the country together in seconds."
"Yes!" Bonnie confirmed, feeling relieved that maybe, just maybe, everything would work out. They could just cooperate with this organization, apprehend Luminous and Doom, and find a way to get home. They were the Secret Warriors, they did more impossible things than just that on a regular basis.
"All we want to do is just apprehend them and then we'll leave this reality. It's a win for everyone involved." Woo stared into each person's eyes individually for a moment. "Okay," he said. "I'll go talk to my superiors." He then stood up and left the room, the door locking behind him.
Interrogation Room B9 - Sparky, Cass, Amelia - Darcy nodded, not seemingly too surprised or confused by the mention of Latveria - that country seemingly still existed in this world. "Got it, I'll tell them to look into a, uh, Von Doom and a Luminous person with no real name," she confirmed. "And I think so? Not sure, that's how it was always said on Buzzfeed Unsolved, they did a fantastic episode on you, 'course there's all the state secrets and all that they don't know about but yeah. Fun times."
"... I think it is Lana? Like, get off my lawn - uh?" Amelia interjected. That was the way the name was pronounced in Australian English and as someone with an Australian accent, that was how Amelia said it.
"How were you saying it? Leena? Wait, ugh, crikey, I can't even get my mouth to make those shapes. Laaana? No?" Amelia was getting a little bit side tracked and she did her best to mentally refocus, seeing that her good friend Sparky was clearly having a bit of a meltdown moment.
"Oi, mate, 's alright. So what if you were born here? You're still Sparky, still Theresa. Doesn't matter where you were born or where you came from, that ain't gonna change anything about your life. Well, except I think then Raynor's a liar? Which I s'pose we shoulda seen coming, since he's the God of Lies or whatever, but if you want me to smack him around, I'll do it. He has a very punchable face. Maybe he made some sort of super secret promise or something to your family here to never tell you, even."Interrogation Room Z11 - Matt, Maria, Raynor, Flynn - "You want me to touch you so that you'll absorb my memories?" Rambeau asked, clearly confused by Maria's logic - and a little skeptical of her reasoning skills. She wasn't hugely convinced either by Maria's claim that she came from another reality, from another world - it was a little too convenient, a little too tidy. She turned her attention briefly to Matt, when he said that he didn't abide Raynor's actions. "That's relieving to hear."
"For the record, I don't abide his actions either," Raynor snapped, irritated at the lack of support from Matt - and just irritated at Matt in general for nearly killing Sparky.
"The problem, Frederick, is that it's an easy, tidy explanation - it seems more like an
excuse than something credible," Rambeau explained to Flynn. "You're almost all mutants - we may not officially be at war with Genosha, but we very much are. Unless you have a way to prove your claim, then it's just that - a claim."
The door to the interrogation room then opened and Rambeau stood up, turning around in surprise to see
a young woman with long brunette hair and glasses. "Hiiii, I'm Dr. Lewis, I'm here to relieve you?" she said.
"I don't need a break, thanks," Rambeau dismissed.
Raynor kept her facial expression neutral, but he recognized the woman. He had never personally met her, but she had been on SHIELD's watchlist back when OMEN was still up and running. She had been implicated in Satanic murders in a small town in Massachusetts and then got mixed up with Hel. He couldn't remember her name though, but it sure as hell wasn't Dr. Lewis.
"Higher ups said they needed to talk to you, like now, about the Delta Alpha Omega project," the woman pressed. "I'd go right now, it sounded really urgent."
"What did you say your name was, again?" Rambeau asked, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"Dr. Lewis?" the woman tried. "Oh vassa kattan," the woman cursed, before quickly throwing something out of her pockets onto the ground - and the next moment, the room went dark, as the EMP grenade went off, disabling all technology in the room -
including the power inhibiting collars. 
