Master Bruce
Hillan
Simple Unicycle
Morden Man
Sep
America had been quietly soothing Kate when Quentin, who was currently sat near the desk awkwardly, seemed to clap his hands loudly and jump to his feet. America and Kate both turned to look at him in confusion, the latter with tears still streaming down her face. After a brief telepathic briefing from the mutant, the two finally understood. S.H.I.E.L.D. was here. The two slowly rose to their feet too, America using her arm to support Kate as she did so. She was still weak and exhausted from had happened. It had taken a lot out of her so America was thankful for the brave face that she was now putting on.
I… I’m probably going to try and get out of here before they up here…
America smirked slightly as Quentin’s telepathic message. “Do you mean to tell me that the big, bad Quentin Quire is afraid of a mere group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?
Before the mutant could retort, the penthouse’s service door burst open, releasing a horde of armoured agents into the room. The quickly circled the three teenagers, barking orders for them to freeze. America was about to put them back into their place and tell them that they were the ones who had called them in when a powerful sounding voice did it for her. America was intrigued to find its owner float into the room seconds later. The man wore a suit of black and gold, with a cape billowing behind him. America didn’t know what it was about him, but just being in the same room as him made her throat go a little dry. No, America wasn’t attracted to him or anything in the slightest, he just seemed to give off a strong feeling. The man’s powerful and intimidating look made her feel useless and powerful at the same time. All she could do for a few seconds was gaze and smile gleefully.
She quickly recovered once he spoke again however, with him approaching her and Kate, waving a female agent over to join them as he did so.
"This is Agent Baker. She's our resident medical officer and psych examiner. She'll do whatever she can to help you, ma'am. I couldn't possibly understand what you're going through." America nodded as he spoke. To be perfectly honest, she was surprised that S.H.I.E.L.D. had actually sent someone to come and look after Kate. She had very much expected the girl to have been pulled into an interrogation room, like the one she had found herself in just the other day, and been angrily questioned by a high ranking official. Maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. really did care? America was about to comment on this when the floating man turned directly at her. "I'll be on the roof. Come speak to me whenever you are able." That was all he said before he turned and drifted away.
Honestly America had no idea what to make of the man. Whatever could this guy want with her? Shaking the thought out of her head for now, she turned back towards her friends and Agent Baker. Quentin was talking to a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who seemed to be trying to get a gist of what had happened here. She nearly laughed when she heard him begin to brag about how he had singlehandedly taken all of the bodyguard’s down, but in the end she neglected to correct him. Instead, she raised her head to catch his attention, clearing her thoughts slightly as he telepathically asked her what was going on.
After informing him of her upcoming discussion with the super powered S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, she bid the kid a temporary goodbye before returning her gaze to Kate, who also seemed to be wanting to know what she was about to do.
“Just let Agent Baker here look after you, alright?” She said soothingly, giving the girl a hug. “I need to go help take care of this…mess. But don’t worry because as soon as I’m done, I’ll come see you again, ok?”
Kate silently nodded, embracing America once more before being directed away by Agent Baker. Now with that taken care of, America maneuvered herself out of the room and onto the roof. she found him waiting for her, with the man floating patiently in the air for her.
At once he began, informing her of his true reason for coming here. The Avengers. That was something America certainly hadn’t expected. She was amazed. Honoured even to have been considered the opportunity to join such a team of individuals. However comment about joining a team being a big commitment was right. America hadn’t even started to think of what she was going to do next! Would she return back to Earth-212? Sure it was nice there, but was she really living up to her true potential? But still, a team? America didn’t even know who else she was going to be working with. She hadn’t learnt much about this world’s mightiest heroes. The only “heroes” she knew of was this guy and Captain America. What if everyone else was a bunch of dicks?
After a brief few moments of internally debating with herself, America came to a decision.
“Well I might as well!” She said nervously. “What have I got to lose?”
He seemed to smile slightly at that remark, before following on with another question. It would seem that this man, Hyperion as he seemed to refer to himself as, had heard of her dimension hopping capabilities. No doubt everyone at S.H.I.E.L.D. knew what she was capable of now. Nevertheless, she decided to play along with Hyperion’s request to see if she knew a version of him from elsewhere. She narrowed her eyes and took the whole guy in one more time. Honestly the name rang a bell. She tried to remember when she had last heard it. Was it a news report back on Earth-4667? A name in passing from her time among the Teen Brigade? No… It was something else. She could remember now. It had been a bad place. A bad Earth. A scorched Earth.
The thought intrigued America but honestly she couldn’t remember but now thinking about it, something seemed off. She couldn’t think of what it was though, so instead of informing Hyperion of what she was thinking, she put on a smile and a fake confused look.
“Can’t say I have, chico!” She said confidently, hoping that the guy wouldn’t think any more on it. “So, onwards to the Avengers I guess!”
