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Harry's eyes were fixed on Pierce, whose cold, calculating stare met his own. There was no more hiding, no more playing games in the shadows—this was the moment everything would unravel. But Harry had made up his mind: Pierce would not leave this room alive.
The tension in the chamber was palpable, thick with the weight of impending violence. Harry's team stood behind him, poised and ready. Wei's eyes flickered with controlled energy as his hands moved in subtle patterns, preparing spells in the event of immediate combat. Mark, Emma, and Sarah each had their own unique auras about them, their powers simmering just below the surface, ready to burst forth.
Quake's fingers twitched, the faintest ripple in the air hinting at the seismic power she wielded. Hellfire stood beside her, his hands already glowing with the telltale flickers of flame. Pierce, cold and composed, remained in the background, while Fury maintained his typical air of calm authority, though the tension around his single eye betrayed his readiness for action.
"Harry," Pierce finally spoke, his voice low and strained, like an uncle chastising a wayward nephew. "You've become something I never thought possible. After everything I did for you… After everything SHIELD did for you… This? This is how you repay us?"
'Does HYDRA have a specialised acting class or something?' Harry wondered as he couldn't even find a single fluke in him.
Pierce shook his head slowly, sadness written across his face. "I always knew you were special, Harry. I saw your potential when no one else did. I treated you like family, and this is what you've become? A traitor, breaking into SHIELD, turning against everything we stood for. For what? The Tesseract?"
"I loved you like a son," Pierce continued, his voice cracking as if the words pained him. "But look at you now… surrounded by criminals and freaks, ready to kill me because you've convinced yourself I'm the enemy. Is that what you are now, Harry? A killer?"
Harry let out a deep yawn and muttered," Are you done?"
"Save your speeches," Harry continued, his voice cold and sharp as a blade. "I'm done playing games with you, Pierce."
Before anyone could react, Harry flickered out of view with the Body Flicker Technique, reappearing almost instantly in front of Pierce. His hand crackled with the growing charge of Lightning Rat Violent Quake, a devastating jutsu that sent electrically charged disks homing toward Pierce.
But Pierce had anticipated the attack. A barrier of energy flared around him as Hellfire leaped forward, hurling a wall of flames toward Harry to deflect the incoming disks. The room exploded into chaos.
"Now!" Harry yelled as he flipped backward, avoiding Hellfire's inferno. The team sprang into action.
Wei conjured shimmering shields of light, creating protective barriers that separated Harry's team from Fury's agents and the Inhumans. His hands danced as he prepared more intricate spells, weaving the fabric of reality to counter the rapidly escalating danger.
"Sarah, Emma, take care of the drones!" Mark shouted.
Sarah and Emma nodded, their hands weaving through the air as they summoned powerful arcane energies. Sarah, with her mastery over elemental magic, sent a blast of wind and fire that collided with the defense drones hovering near the ceiling. The drones spun wildly, their circuits shorting out as Emma followed up with a burst of crackling energy that disrupted their controls.
Quake moved to strike, her seismic powers causing the ground beneath Harry's feet to shudder violently. But Mark was ready, his hand raised high as a barrier of translucent energy enveloped the group. The tremors rippled through the barrier but dissipated harmlessly.
"Not today," Mark muttered, his eyes glowing with power as he focused on keeping the protective spell intact.
Hellfire surged forward, flames licking at his skin as he unleashed a torrent of fire at Harry. Instinctively, Harry performed a series of rapid hand signs, summoning the Doton: Doroku Gaeshi—an Earth Wall technique that erupted from the ground, shielding him from the inferno. The fire crashed against the earthen barrier, but Hellfire's relentless onslaught began to melt through it.
Harry grinned. 'Perfect.' He leaped over the barrier, landing directly in front of Hellfire, his Lightning Release: Overdrive technique already in motion. His fists crackled with lightning, and before Hellfire could react, Harry struck with a barrage of punches enhanced by the speed and force of his technique. The sheer speed of the attack left Hellfire staggering backward, his flames sputtering as his body was wracked with electrical surges.
Pierce, seeing the chaos unfolding, retreated slightly, positioning himself near Fury. Fury, ever the tactician, kept his eye on both Harry and Pierce, his mind working to assess the rapidly deteriorating situation.
"Wei!" Harry called, eyes narrowing at Pierce. "Can you hold them off while I take care of this?"
Wei nodded, his hands already glowing with magical energy. "Go," he said calmly. "We'll handle the rest."
With a swift movement, Wei sent out a wave of magic, creating a shimmering distortion in the air that knocked Quake and Hellfire off balance. Quake struggled to maintain her footing, the ground around her twisting and warping under Wei's spell. Mark and Emma took the opportunity to advance, their combined magic forming a swirling vortex of energy that kept SHIELD agents at bay.
Harry didn't waste another second. His body flickered once more as he reappeared beside Pierce, his Rasengan already formed in his hand. Pierce's eyes widened, caught off guard by Harry's sheer speed. Before he could react, the swirling ball of chakra slammed into him, sending him flying backward into a wall. The impact shattered part of the vibranium-reinforced surface, and Pierce crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath.
But Harry wasn't done. He advanced, his face grim and determined. "You're not walking out of here alive, Pierce."
Pierce coughed, struggling to rise. Despite his injuries, a sinister smile spread across his face. "You think you've won?" he rasped. "You have no idea what you're up against."
"You are not Pierce...," Harry uttered though he was not that surprised by the revelation as he knew Pierce would definitely won't take any unwanted risk.
The moment Harry hit Pierce with Rasengan, he knew that something was unusual afterall Pierce was just a normal human and he would die immediately after getting hit with Rasengan, an A ranked Ninja technique.
Fake Pierce ignored Harry, his cold gaze shifting to Nick Fury. "So, you've finally decided to betray SHIELD?" he sneered, his voice laced with mockery. Fury didn't even flinch, his usual calm demeanor intact as he scanned the room. Without bothering to justify himself, Fury's voice cut through the chaos like a commander barking orders.
Whereas Harry chopped on the fake Pierce's neck, making him fall unconscious.
"Everyone, stop attacking!"
Harry, too raised his hand to signal his team. "Stand down," he commanded, watching as Wei, Mark, Sarah, and Emma immediately disengaged.
Wei let out a long sigh, stretching his arms. "Man, it's harder to fake a fight and make it look real than actually fighting," he muttered under his breath, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Hellfire who looked aggrieved and shouted at Harry," You basta*d, don't you know the concept of holding back?"
Few bruises could be seen on his face and the anger on his face was clearly visible.
"I did hold back. Is it my problem that you are so weak?" Harry retorted without feeling even a bit guilty. "Don't act innocent now, I know you weren't holding back either," Harry continued and looked knowing at Hellfire.
Hellfire turned away from Harry as he knew that he was the one who had become quite excited during the fight and couldn't put the entire blame on him.
But the defeat in fight just had left him feeling quite angry.
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Coulson moved quickly through the room, his calm manner hiding how efficiently he had handled the situation. The HYDRA agents he had killed were scattered around, taken out before they could cause any major damage. Now, he stood beside Fury, casually wiping the blood off his hands like it was just another day at work.
"There was a fifty-fifty chance Alexander would show up here," Fury said with a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "But I guess he was more careful than I expected."
"Sir," Coulson replied, his tone professional but with a slight note of concern. "Even though Pierce didn't come, there's a very high chance we can prove he's HYDRA's leader. We've gathered enough evidence, and with HYDRA's people in the World Security Council removed, he's running out of places to hide. He'll go underground, but it's only a matter of time before we catch him."
Fury sighed, his eye scanning the room. "Would've been better to finish it here," he muttered. "Now he's the one hiding, and we're left out in the open."
Harry, standing nearby, overheard their conversation. He crossed his arms, surprised at how quickly Fury had taken down so much of HYDRA's network. While he knew many HYDRA bases were still hidden, taking out most of their leaders was a huge blow. 'How did they move so fast?' Harry thought. There had to be more than just Fury's usual planning at play. Maybe an Inhuman with special abilities helped, or maybe it was just luck. Either way, Harry had to admit that Fury was thorough.
But Harry shook his head, deciding it wasn't his problem. His job was simple: get the Tesseract and leave. What Fury did with HYDRA after that didn't matter to him. He wasn't interested in SHIELD's bigger plans or their complicated operations. He was just here to complete his part of the deal.
Stepping forward, Harry looked directly at Fury and extended his hand. "The Tesseract," he said, his voice calm and firm.
Fury hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the briefcase that held the powerful object he had taken from Yo Yo Rodriguez. His expression hardened. "You know the deal, Harry," Fury reminded him, his voice low and authoritative. "You help us finish off the rest of HYDRA, including Pierce. In return, you get the Tesseract, all charges against you are dropped, and you get limited clearance to operate in public. But if the world faces a threat, you'll help."
Harry's eyes didn't waver. "I've done my part, Fury. Now it's your turn."
Fury studied Harry for a moment, then, with a resigned sigh, handed him the briefcase.
"Don't make me regret this," Fury warned, his voice sharp. "We'll be watching you. One wrong move and—"
Harry cut him off with a smirk as he took the case. "Yeah, yeah, I know. You're watching everything."
He turned to leave but paused just before exiting. "Stick to your end of the deal, Fury, and you won't have to worry about me."
With that, Harry and his team vanished, leaving Fury standing in the aftermath of the battle.
Coulson looked at Fury's tense face, recognizing the weight of the decision his boss had just made. Even though Fury's face was mostly unreadable, the small signs of frustration were there—the clenched jaw, the flicker of irritation in his eye. Fury hated making compromises, and it was clear that giving the Tesseract to Harry bothered him more than he wanted to admit.
"It was the right call, Director," Coulson said quietly.
"I know that," Fury muttered, but his expression showed how he really felt. His hands clenched into fists for a moment before he slowly relaxed them. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."
Coulson nodded, understanding. Fury always thought several steps ahead. But this time, the game had changed. He had been forced to give in, not just to HYDRA, but to someone like Harry—someone outside SHIELD, with his own goals.
"You didn't have a choice," Coulson added gently. "We've seen what Harry and his team can do. With HYDRA still out there, sometimes we have to think bigger. Pierce is still a threat, and Harry was our fastest way to deal with that."
Fury exhaled deeply, his mind drifting back to a conversation he'd had with Cain a few days earlier.
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A few days ago…
Fury was pacing in his new underground office when Cain walked in. The young man looked unusually serious, his face pale.
"Came to give me another vision?" Fury asked, half-joking, but with an edge of anticipation.
Cain nodded. "Yeah, Director. But it's not good."
Fury raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to continue. Cain took a deep breath before speaking.
"I saw a fight, sir. Between your team and Harry's group. You were going after him and Pierce, like you planned. But… it didn't go well." Cain's voice wavered. "Your team was wiped out. Harry's people—they're different. Their powers were too much. Even the Inhumans couldn't stop them. Your team didn't stand a chance, while Harry's group barely got hurt."
Fury stopped pacing and looked at Cain. The tension in the room was heavy.
"So, no matter what we do, we lose?" Fury's voice was tight with anger.
"It's more like… in that specific fight, under those conditions, we were outmatched," Cain explained. "Harry's team has abilities beyond anything we've faced."
Fury clenched his jaw. He had relied on Cain's visions to stay ahead, but now it seemed like his plans were falling apart.
"Then we change the conditions," Fury said, though he sounded unsure.
Cain nodded. "That's why I'm telling you. If you go after Harry now, it'll be a disaster."
Fury hated feeling out of control, but he wasn't foolish enough to ignore Cain's warning.
"Fine," he muttered.
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Back in the present, Coulson watched as Fury's shoulders slumped slightly. He knew what this compromise had cost the director. But sometimes, tough choices had to be made.
"It'll work out, Director," Coulson said softly. "It always does."
Fury didn't answer right away, but his silence said everything.
Fury's thoughts drifted briefly. Should I contact her? He considered reaching out to a powerful ally who could shift the balance. But after a moment, he dismissed the idea. Harry, for now, hadn't crossed any lines. His group was dangerous, yes, but they hadn't done anything to directly threaten the world. Fury decided to wait and watch. He would keep his options open without making any rash moves.
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