Port of New York
Earth-12041
June 3 13:40 EDT

Joseph Graves and Director Tyler Disakvo [of Earth-12041] storm their way through the yellow caution tape and the massive crowd of S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents. They stop in front of an African-American male with a strong build wearing an eye patch and a black leather trench coat.

The man looks directly at the two men that pushed their way through the crowd towards him. He gives them an angry look. Then he starts talking.

"What are you two doing here?" the man spits feverous at the two men.

In response, the two men smirk, and Director Disakvo calmly states, "Come on, now, Nick. We all know multiversal breaches are under S.W.O.R.D.'s jurisdiction, not S.H.I.E.L.D.'s."

"How do you know that they are from another universe?" Nick Fury retorts, growing even more angry.

"I have my sources," Disakvo concedes.

Fury's face just grows angrier, as he turns to face the next victim of his wrath.

"I understand his position, but why are you here, Mr. Graves?" he spits furiously.

"Well," Mr. Graves states with a taunting tone. "One, the Hydra scum stole my equipment. And two, being the owner and operator of the largest and most effective private military contractor of the United States Government and all of her allies and affiliates, it is my job to protect these nations and thus the planet from any and all threats to their existence."

Fury goes to question that last remark, but Mr. Graves beats him to it and just tells him the answer.

"Witnesses and surviving A.I.M. scum claim that four of the individuals carried primitive weaponry. A bow and arrow. Some bird shaped boomerangs. One wielded a sword of some kind, made out of a blue liquid--water, perhaps,--suggesting that he has had some type of mystic training. And one had an array of high powered firearms, which he did not use; instead choosing to use a nonlethal variety. They appeared to be highly skilled, both with weaponry and hand-to-hand combat, and did not kill or seriously injure anyone they engaged with their weaponry.

"Also, three of the individuals were enhanced beings. One being a telekinetic, green alien. Another had superspeed. And the last guy had supernatural strength and durability. Another appeared to be gifted in the mystic arts.

"As you can see, just one of the individuals--even the non-enhanced ones--is an alpha class threat. So, if you don't mind, Junior, while you and your man, Coulson, run circles around a crime scene, me and my Director will be searching for and apprehending these individuals."

Mr. Graves and Director Disakvo turn to leave but are stopped when Nick Fury speaks up.

"What do you think their intentions are?" Fury asks calmly.

"I do not know," Mr. Graves replies, slightly unsure of himself. "They appear to act as heroes, but I do not know what they plan to do in this reality. And, that is what has got everyone I work for so scared."

Mr. Graves's pager goes off. He glances at it, and his face twists at it's message:

'The Board wishes to speak with you'

"Sorry to cut this short, Junior. But, I have some other business that I need to attend to," he says courtly.

He walks back through the crowd, the S.W.O.R.D. Director follows him. He boards a waiting helicopter.

"I need you to stay here, Tyler," he informs the Director. "So you can keep me informed of any developments."

"Of course, Sir," the Director accepts. "Have a safe flight."

Mr. Graves smirks, as the flight officer seals the door. The small craft lifts off and climbs up through the sky, even after there is no sky left to traverse.

All while Nick Fury says a few choice words about its occupant.

Said occupant glances back at his pager and wonders, What the heck does 16 need, now?
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A/N: Again, sorry for the wait. I've been busy editing, plotting, cleaning, and starting a new job. I know this part ain't as long as the others, so I WILL be posting another part either later today or sometime tomorrow. Until, please enjoy what there is. Please vote, comment, and follow if you want this to continue.

Salud!

--tjgrov157