-Coulson POV-
Ricky parks right beside Tony and we get out of the car to follow Tony to a door that leads into his house. He stops before the door and turns around as he removes his sunglasses "What do you want?" I raise an eyebrow as I tell him "There was an attack on you, while you were unconscious. Captain will handle security while I am meant to assess your emotional state for the Avengers initiative."
He frowns as he asks me "I said I would join didn't I?" I nod and give him a corporate smile with a hint of a smirk as I tell him "You applied for the position and I am here to assess you" he looks at me in anger as he says "Well, Mr.Coulson I am not in the mood to be assessed right now, so just fail me right now and fuck off to your shitty agency made by some nobody with too much time trying to nose into other peoples lives..."
His pissed-off rant was stopped by Captain who put a hand on his chest as he yelled into his face with his military voice "HEY! Snap out of it" But Stark has never been to the military so he just sees a stranger yelling into his face and yells back "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? YOU ARE JUST A SOLDIER MADE IN A LAB. YOU AREN'T THE ONE BEING DISSECTED BY AN AGENT HERE"
I get in between them before they truly start fighting because I can't risk Stark getting injured anymore "HEY! STOP IT BOTH OF YOU. Stark act a little more civil and Captain! we are only here as a security detail, we don't have to get involved emotionally" Captain looked convinced but I knew Stark was about to reject all forms of security so I put in my trump card "Before you curse the entire existence of S.H.I.E.L.D, know that it was founded by good people." I take a deep breath and look into his eyes as I tell him with as much sincerity as I could muster "And that includes your father"
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at the both of us before moving back into the house while saying out loud to the walls "Jarvis let them in as guests with level 3 security clearance and Ms. Lindgreen can get level 7 security clearance"
A distinctly British accent answers him "Sure sir" and we entered the house as Stark headed through a glass door leaving us behind in the living room, when we tried to follow him down all we got was the AI's answer "Level 5 security clearance needed" We watched on as Ms. Lindgreen walked past us into the basement Lab as we stood there watching as the man we were tasked to protect ignored us.
-Ned Leeds POV-
"Yes, I would jump through the fire to save the younglings even if it means I'll get burned beyond recognition" Peter nods and says "Okay, add 20 points to your score. Now choose among the options for the question what would you do, if you found out that your mentor was a Sith all along"
"Option A: Fight him, Option B: Persuade him to be better, Option C: Join him, and finally Option D: give up" I was quick to choose the reasonable option "I chose Option A" Peter nods and tells me "well add, 30 points to your score and we are done" I smirk and start to brag to him "I got 270 points in total" Peter looks at the quiz chart and tells me in a deadpan "Well, you are Anakin Skywalker. Congratulations"
I sputter indignantly as I yell at him "Bullshit" he shushes me as the owner of the cafe walks by us while giving us suspicious looks. Peter angrily whispers at me once the owner is out of range "Dude, you know that guy is out to get us. The only reason we are still allowed in here is that I saved his shop" I tried to calm down and ask him "OK Peter fine I'll calm down but how the hell does saving the younglins through burning fire and fighting palpatine make me anakin Skywalker?".
Peter shrugs as he says "You went through fire which burned your lungs and forced you to wear the Darth Vader suit" I scratch my head as I question him "But I also fought the Sith right?" Peter looks up at me and says confusedly "Well, there can only be 2 Siths at a time so you killed Palpatine" I slam my head down on the table as I groan out "This is such a bullshit game dude." Peter looks at the question book and says "I agree but we can either play the 'Which Star Trek character are you?' game or just eat something here and go back home"
I groan into the table again as I whisper low enough for only Peter to hear "Ever since you told me about your masked life, Star Wars became boring" Peter gasps in horror as he utters indignantly "You fucking take that back" I got up from my sleeping position to ask him "Fine, fine, Star Wars can never be boring but what are you doing as Spiderman recently, now that the whole gang situation in New York has been cleared".
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Peter looks around one last time, just in case someone is listening in as he tells me "I am just dealing with random criminals here and there but other than that there is this cat burglar I will be working with to steal an ancient relic on the behest of this Asian magic woman that has something to do with protecting the realm from hell...or something like that" I look at him completely gobsmacked at his casual admittance of a cat burglar, a magician, the existence of hell, a relic that protects earth just chilling in a museum. Ned didn't know what to believe in anymore. Maybe Pete was pulling my leg like all the times before.
I pinch myself and DAMN that hurts, so it must be real then but what the heck that isn't how you deliver news like that, Ned asked him slowly "So, Peter are you sure this woman is real and isn't scamming you?" He immediately Nods and says "Oh yeah I am 100% sure because she stopped time and read my mind" Ned's eyes widened as he asked Peter "If she can read your mind, can't she also change your memories to make it so that you think time stopped when you met her"
Peters's eyes widened as he yelled out "WE NEED TO GO AND CHECK EVERYTHING, WE NEED TO DO A CITI SCAN AND AN MRI AND ALSO..." Before Peter could continue another loud voice boomed out "YOU KIDS NEED TO LEARN A LESSON IN MANNERS" and we were promptly kicked out of the cafe once again.
-Uncle Ben POV-
My heart has been beating quicker ever since the crime scene in New York has been wiped out. Even though the point files were taken to the police, the risk my family faces now that people will start to investigate its origin has increased. I knew I shouldn't have gotten hot-headed but after the death of Richard and Mary, something was broken inside me. I didn't lose any of my grip on humanity but the fact that I lost my patience made me a deadly animal to a specific kind of people.
The tail I have been trying to lose doesn't seem to have any patience either as he confronts me. The man standing in a blue suit asks me with his hands in his pockets. The way one pocket looked bigger meant he was holding something with his fist in that pocket, probably a weapon. He seems to be sweating a lot even though it's cold out here, that must mean he knows WHO I am.
I continue to walk ignoring the tense agent as he yells out "STOP RIGHT THERE" I stand 5 meters in front of him, and from this distance, I can see that he doesn't have any communicator with him, which either means he is undercover or he is going against orders. I try to warn the man "What do you want Son?" That's all the warning he will get because the moment I acknowledge his existence, he must know that I have already simulated a 100 ways to kill, maim, or injure him.
He looked like a man trying to convince himself to play Russian roulette. I know that looks very well. He finally seems to decide on something as he says "Everyone in the agency told me, that you have gone rogue" I grin and ask him "What did I do to get such rogue status then? Tell me" he looks conflicted as he says "They say you were the one who made the point files?" I grin and ask him "And what is so bad about it?" The man suddenly takes out a gun from his left pocket as he says "Drop that down or I'll shoot".
I ignore his threat and light the cigar as I tell him "It's a Cigar Son, I thought only my wife and kid would kill me for smoking but it seems you are far more drastic than them" He frowns learning that the monster he was sent to kill his family, his stance loosens and the gunpoint downwards. He suddenly says "They said you sold it to some gang leader" I frown and cut off the cigar stem and tell him "I don't know what bull they fed you son but I made the gangs obtain the information themselves so that my involvement isn't found"
The man straightens the gun again "They also told me you signed a contract to not involve yourselves in any crime-fighting" I grin and tell him "That's a giant leap in logic just to justify killing an old man and you know it" he shakes his head and asks me "Then why did they give me this mission?" I smirk and tell him "Probably because someone wanted to kill you" he looks confused as he says "What?" and before he can blink in realization I throw my cigar into his eyes and rush to disarm him and drop him down on the ground.
I look at the downed man coldly as I warn him "The only reason you are still alive is because I didn't throw my cigar cutter instead keep that in mind when come looking for me" the Man nods and I move on hoping that the warning is enough to keep the Agency off of my ass.