Capítulo 20: 20. IMPERIUSED BARTON.
Harry walked into a meeting room, finding Steve, still in his Captain America uniform, sitting at a conference table with the Black Widow while Dr. Banner stood in a corner away from the others.
All three were watching a large monitor that showed Loki being shoved into a high tech glass cell.
Fury walked up the control panel of the cell.
"In case it's unclear. You try to escape. You so much as scratch that glass…"
Fury pressed a button which opened a hatch underneath Loki's cell.
Loki appeared less than impressed.
"Thirty thousand feet, straight down in a steel trap. You get how that works?!"
Fury closed the hatch.
"Ant."
Then points at the button which would drop Loki into the steel trap.
"Boot."
"It's an impressive cage. Not built, I think, for me."
"Built for something a lot stronger than you."
"Oh, I've heard." Loki replied, a smirk on his face. "The mindless beast, makes play he's still a man. How desperate are you, that you call upon such lost creatures to defend you?"
Harry wondered what Loki was talking about. Was there a werewolf inside SHIELD?
"How desperate am I? You threaten my world with war. You steal a force you can't hope to control. You talk about peace and you kill cause it's fun. You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did."
"Ooh. It burns you to come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power, unlimited power. And for what? A warm light for all mankind to share, and then to be reminded what real power is."
"Well, you let me know if Real Power wants a magazine or something."
The group remained silent as they processed what they had seen.
"He really grows on you, doesn't he?" Banner offered, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Loki's gonna drag this out. So, Thor, what's his play?" Steve asked.
"He has an army called the Chitauri. They're not of Asgard or any world known. He means to lead them against your people. They will win him the earth. In return, I suspect, for the Tesseract."
"So he's building another portal. That's what he needs Erik Selvig for." Banner concluded.
"Selvig?"
"He's an astrophysicist."
"He's a friend."
"Loki has him under some kind of spell, along with one of ours." Natasha interjected.
"Speaking of that. How did your mission go?" Harry asked.
"We got Clint and we got the Iridium. Clint is in a cell here and the Iridium is somewhere safe on board as well."
"I wanna know why Loki let us take him. He's not leading an army from here."
"I think I'm going to go and get us some answers." Harry replied, standing up from his place at the table.
"I don't think we should be focusing on Loki. That guy's brain is a bag full of cats, you could smell crazy on him."
Thor turned to Banner, annoyance clear in his expression.
"Have care how you speak. Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard, and he's my brother."
"He killed eighty people in two days." Natasha replied in her deadpan delivery.
"He's adopted?" Thor offered questioningly as if it explained everything.
"I'm not going anywhere near Loki. I'd get nothing but lies and miss-directions from the god of trickery. No I think I'll go and chat with agent Barton."
"I'll escort you there." Fury informed Harry from the doorway. It was obviously not a request.
The two made their way towards the detention cells, crossing Stark and Coulson on the way.
"You know, Barton is one of our best agents. He's trained to counter almost every interrogation technique." Fury offered in a conversational tone. "And torture of a prisoner is a human rights violation."
"Torture isn't really my cup of tea." Harry replied hoping to assuage the directors concerns.
"So how are you planning on getting the information?"
Harry continued walking for a few moments before answering.
"I have a few different techniques." Harry hedged.
"Look, we need to work together on this. Divided we fall."
"And if you knew everything about me, so would Loki right now." Harry countered softly.
"Even Domino doesn't know everything I can do. What you don't know can't be used against me. That's one thing I learned the hard way. Your organization has been compromised, Barton, Selvig and who knows how many more. Who knows what they've told your enemies … I can't take that risk."
"Loose lips sink ships. That's something I learned early on." Harry explained, remembering the DA and Marietta's betrayal.
Fury put a hand on Harry's shoulder stopping.
"Fine. I get what you're saying. I also have contingency plans that are off the books. But right now, I need answers and I don't care HOW you get them. Do … you ... understand?"
Harry nodded, it was clear to him that Fury wouldn't care how the information was obtained.
"I'll get back to the others then, I don't like leaving Stark unsupervised for extended periods. Get me results Potter."
Harry looked around only to find that they had made it to the detention center. Harry walked in and the guards on duty simply waved him inside.
On a cot, inside a barred cell was a slightly battered and bruised agent man's eyes, covered in a strange shimmering pattern, never wavered as they stared at Harry intently.
While the imperious could be detected by a wary observer by the look in the victims eyes, the power of the staff was far more obvious.
Harry attempted to passively skim the agents memories as he moved to a position in front of the cell but was met with resistance.
Turning around, Harry conjured himself a comfortable chair and sat down.
The two men stared at each other in silence. Harry continues to attempt passive legilimency to no success. Either Barton had some rudimentary defences or his enthralling by Loki's staff had granted him a measure of protection.
"You won't get anything from me." Barton explained, breaking the lengthy silence. "I'm sure Fury's told you I've been trained to resist interrogation techniques and even if he authorized torture, that's not in your psych profile."
"That's what the last person I tortured told me as well. Something about needing to really WANT to hurt her, that righteous anger wouldn't cut it."
This seemed to shock the man slightly.
"But I didn't want information from her. I just wanted her to hurt. No, I don't need torture to get the information I want."
Harry raised his wand and cast Legilimens, pouring as much power as he could into the spell.
Harry felt his spell smash into a wall around Bartons mind so he poured more power into the spell smashing through the defenses.
Floating in the man's mind Harry could see the man had no defences, at least nothing as described in his books.
Harry hunted about looking for information.
While the man had no real defences, Harry was far from a master Legilimancer so it took some time to find a relevant memory.
Barton had used his knowledge of SHIELD to gather a rather impressive group of men and women who all had a beef with SHIELD.
A few memory fragments showed Barton contacting people who needed little or no encouragement.
Some unknown time later, Harry finally found an interesting memory.
Barton was making his way through a makeshift lab walking up to an older man directing men about.
"Put it over there. Where did you find all these
people?" The man asked.
"SHIELD has no shortage of enemies, Doctor. This the stuff you need?"
Barton passed the man a tablet with some details on a mineral.
"Yeah. Iridium. It's found in meteorites, it forms anti-protons. It's very hard to get hold of."
"Especially if SHIELD knows you need it."
"Well, I didn't know." The man offered.
At that moment, Loki entered the small workstation.
"Hey! This is wonderful. The Tesseract has shown me so much. It's- it's more than knowledge, it's truth." The man exclaimed, ecstatically. An expression of neer religious rapture on his face.
"I know. It, ah- it touches everyone differently. What did it show you Agent Barton?"
The vision faded and Harry reached for another clustered close by.
Barton stood in front of a large group of men and women in a makeshift briefing room. On a whiteboard were technical details Harry could not understand but what he did recognise was a crude drawing of the Hellicarrier with several weak points highlighted with arrows.
"So to recap. We will take our stolen Quinjet and send in the confirmation approach codes. I'll disable one of rotors here, then we'll go in hard to reach the bridge where we'll disable the entire network. That'll leave them blind and crippled. Our priority will be to extract the VIP."
Barton turned back from the whiteboard.
"Bravo team, you got your instructions from Loki on where to setup the device?"
"Right, at Stark …"
The man, apparently the leader of Bravo team was quickly interrupted.
"That's need to know!" Barton baked out loudly. "Some of us are going on another mission where the risk of capture is, while minimal, still a possibility. You can't betray what you don't know."
The leader of Bravo team winced at the rebuke but sat down.
"Team Charlie, you work on a contingency plan in case we get captured while acquiring the Iridium. Again, keep you plans need to know. Your priority is …"
The memory ended as Harry was forcefully ripped from the agent's mind. All around, alarm bells were ringing. The brig was in shambles, part of the ceiling having collapsed due to an explosion of some kind that had thrown Harry several feet back.
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