Master Bruce
Hillan
Simple Unicycle
Morden Man
Sep
The first thing America Chavez did once she was finally off duty was collapse onto her bed in a feat of exhaustion. It had been a long night, and that hadn’t entirely been due to the colossal crack up in space. No, once she was done with that she had damage control across the rest of the globe to take care of; during her interstellar escapade, several more considerably smaller cracks had erupted nationwide. Fortunately S.H.I.E.L.D. had been there to quarantine the areas before any civilians could stumble through into nothingness. But despite their efforts they had no way of closing them by themselves, meaning that the task fell to Ms. America.
She was obviously happy to help and to ensure that they didn’t cause any harm, but a night of constant flying and portal closing had really taken it out on her.
The sudden rumbling coming from her stomach confirmed this fact. She needed some food, stat. She considered the Triskelion cafeteria, as after all it would currently be serving breakfast food which was always a treat in her eyes. That being said, she had a hankering for something different. That something was decided when her eyes drifted to a canvas paint of the Manhattan skyline she had up on her wall. It wasn’t much but it reminded her of her home on Earth – 212. And with Earth – 212 came her favourite Korean barbeque establishment. Opening one more portal would be worth it if it meant she could taste some succulent bulgogi or a sweet helping of tteokgalbi. The mere thought caused another rumble.
Deciding that to be her plan of action, America was about to heave herself off of the bed and make her exist when there was a knock on her quarter’s door. Groaning loudly like a stereotypical teenage girl, she called for them to enter.
“Excuse me? Ms. Chavez?” The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent asked nervous as he stepped into the doorframe.
“Mmm?” She mused, remaining where she was on the bed.
“That personal enquiry you made a couple of weeks ago? We’ve got something.”
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Half an hour later, America found herself in the observation deck of the very same training room that she had entered with Hyperion last month. After quickly putting on a change of clothes and grabbing a coffee from the cafeteria, she had made her way her here as fast as she could. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent from before had briefed her in everything she needed to know and now it was her turn to do the briefing.
Fortunately this time it wasn’t America dealing with the harshness of training like her first visit, with that task instead falling to two teenagers who were currently fending off a squad of training robots.
The first of the two was Kate Bishop. She had grown so much in the past month, and was proving to be a great S.H.I.E.L.D. agent with each passing day. Much like in their first encounter, she was using a bow, with her favouring the medieval weapon over that of more modern weaponry. One of the main reasons was that she said it was “cooler”, a response that America had simply laughed at. Joking aside, she had a damn good shot. In the brief time that America had been observing, she had watched Kate take out three bots with a single shot form her bow.
The other teenager was Humberto Lopez. Despite America having only met him a few times, the two had grown close friends. What’s more is that the guy’s a huge fan of superheroes, even going so far as to adopt an alias himself; Reptil. It was an appropriate name, since Humberto surprisingly had the superhuman ability to transform himself into dinosaurs. It was impressive stuff, although he could only transform certain parts of his body at a time and thus couldn’t actually transform into a full-on dinosaur. As such, right now his arms and head resembled that of some sort of velociraptor, allowing him to tear through the robotic hordes that were surrounding him and Kate.
America watched proudly as the robots around the two teens quickly decreased in number, with a pile of scrap metal forming. Soon only four remained, and it was easy to see that Kate was keen to get the final shot. Leaping forward, the archer landed firmly into the body of one of the robots, sending it into the ground. Rebounding off of that, she turned in the air firing a trio of arrows from her bow, all of which impaled the three remaining bots. Landing with a roll, she twisted her body, retrieving one last arrow from her quiver as she did so, sending it directly into the robotic head of the struggling robot she had leaped onto.
Catching site of her friend in the console room, Kate gave America a mocking curtsy before making her way to the stairwell leading up. Humberto followed. Ten seconds later the purple clad girl burst into the room and ran into America’s arms. Despite both now living under the same roof, the two friends hadn’t seen each other for some time now. After exchanging pleasantries, Kate gave her a questioning look, before smirking.
“So what are you doing here? Avengers business not as exciting as you expected and you want a real challenge for once?”
America flashed a smile across her face, obviously bemused by Kate’s remark.
“Actually…” She said, moving her gaze to the girl’s teammate who had just joined them. “I’m here for Humberto.”
Both of the two teenagers opposite her raised their eyebrows in confusion. As such, America decided to press on.
“The boys in suits found Stegron.”
That received the exact reaction that America expected from Humberto. The boy froze in place, all colour draining from his face. He was silent for a couple of seconds, with him briefly opening his mouth to say something before stopping himself. Finally, he gained some control of himself and his emotions and simply furrowed his brows.
“Where?”
