Chapter 16
The two Project STAR members led them out to the small, waiting jet.
“Get comfty.” Rogers said as they took off “It’s not really a direct flight…”
The craft lifted off the ground and headed further southwest.
“We need to go around the walls. There are only a few safe crossing points and they’re heavily guarded.”
“So…’ Danvers said as she sat next to Daisy “How far along are you?”
“Just about seventeen weeks at this point. I already can’t wait for it to be over…”
“I just had one myself.” She said, “It can be rough, but in the end, it feels like it was worth it.”
“Was the father of yours part alien?”
“Mine’s father was a bottle of Kentucky Burbon and a rather charming centenarian…” she confessed, looking towards Rogers.
Skye, sitting behind her, chuckled and told her about her own kids.
“Agent Riley, right?” Rogers asked as he looked at Scott, standing over his shoulder.
“Yeah, I’m here.”
Rogers turned and looked at him.
“Sorry, I’m not alone up here at the moment.” Scott said, tapping his head as he went on to explain Evolt.
“Okay… So, what can you tell me about Stark?” Rogers said after Scott had finished.
“Well, your Agent Johnson is a mole.”
“I heard about what happened.”
“She’s still alive as far as I can tell. The robots caught her and brought her back to the tower.”
“What tower?”
“The middle of the walls, it’s supposed to form a tower. Usual end of the world kinda nonsense.”
“You say that like it’s a simple, common occurrence” Evolt said in his head.
“For me, it kinda is…” Scott muttered in reply. Scott went on to explain the long, long story of the box.
It was a rather long flight… but after about a day, the jet touched down back at the raft.
“DAISY! SKYE!” Jemma yelled as she ran towards and hugged the twins.
“What am I, chop liver?” Scott asked.
“It’s your fault we’re in this mess…” she said.
“Jemma, what’s going on?” Daisy asked.
“You guys would not believe us if we told you.”
“That phrase gets tossed around way too much these days.” Skye said.
“Well, maybe I can shed some light on this.” A voice said.
One of the people in the large room stepped forward. Daisy and Skye took one look at him, and quaked him into a wall.
“WAIT!” Fitz yelled “STOP!”
“What the hell is he doing here.”
“He’s Tony Stark…” Jemma said.
“…The REAL Tony Stark.” The man said, sitting up.
“What do you mean ‘real?” Scott asked.
The man got back on his feet and walked closer. He looked like a train wreck.
“That monster is an imposter. I’m Tony Stark.”
Johnson stepped into her father’s chamber.
“Daddy… We weren’t fast enough; Fury has my doppelgangers and Riley.”
The metal figure barely moved.
“DAD!”
“Sorry, dozing…” he said with a yawn “Where were we?”
“The other worlders are on their way back to Fury.”
“Don’t worry, this is just a small set back. We can work with this. Repairs to the machine will be complete soon and my contingency plan is in place.”
“I sure hope so.”
“Is that sarcasm I detect, young lady?”
“And where do you think I got it from?” he said as she smirked.
Suddenly, a loud noise began to echo from the entrance passage.
“The jet…” Stark muttered.
Johnson ran down the passage, only to see the plane take off and race away into the distance. She ran back inside.
“Someone is taking their Jet.” She told him “We need to send out the legion.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it. It’s low on fuel and I’ve had it’s ability to cross between world disabled. They’re not going anywhere we can’t get to them.”