Sloan Rogers was the fraternal twin brother of Steve Rogers. But unlike his brother, he was born different, a mutant.
While growing up, he had to watch as his brother suffered with his health and size. Meanwhile, Sloan was in perfect shape, and more...
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But I can't help
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Within the darkness of space, there was a blue burning flame. A smoky cube shape emerges - the tesseract. Filling the screen with blackness.
....
In the deep of space, there was a throne room. The room was run down and covered in ruins.
Kneeling behind a throne, a clothed, armored figure known as the other, bows. "The Tesseract has awakened. It is a little world. A human world. They would wield its power,..." The other says
The other faces a horned-shaped shadow. Loki.
Loki is handed the chitauri scepter, a long golden handle, fitted with a blue gem encircled with silver blades. He weighs the scepter in his hands, his lips pressing together, this will do.
"But our ally knows its workings as they never will. He is ready to lead. And our force, our Chitauri, will follow." The other says
Tens of thousands of chitauri stand ready in a seething mass of neat rows and columns....the ground simply quakes. Loki turns to them, his chest blooming with something twisted, there was a want, for something greater, greater than this.
"The world will be his. The universe is yours. And the humans, what can they do but burn?" The other says
Loki smirks, yes, they will burn.
....
2012.
New York skylines towered over the city, shadowing most parts of the city. Darkness thrived.
A tall brunette was leaning up against a lonely ally way, in his hand was a cell phone, he mindlessly tapped away at the screen, playing Angry Bird.
"You know this is a breeding ground for germs." A voice states
Dark eyes look over and at the end of the alley is a man carrying a briefcase, an eye patch over his eye. "Everywhere in New York is, what do you want Fury." He asks
Nick Fury chuckles, stepping closer. His skin crawled as he made his way closer. "Isn't that the big question....You are looking good Sloan, haven't aged a day." Fury states
Sloan eyes Nick Fury with distrust and he pockets his phone, turning towards the man. He meets him halfway, arms interlinking behind his back.
"I don't like games Fury, answer the question." Sloan states
Fury smirks, tilting his head to the side. "Weren't you just playing one?" Fury asks "And people think you are a serious man? It amazes me, truly. I am waiting for someone and I don't need you lurking, you'll scare them off." Sloan states
"Is it one of your evil little henchmen?" Fury asks "Who even has henchmen these days Fury, that is so 1980s." Sloan states, curling his lip upwards in an amused grin.
Fury hums. "We'll, when you are done smooching with whoever you are meeting, read this file, it's everything on the team I'm putting together, you may find one person in particular very interesting. I understand you are a busy man, but this is about the fate of the world, one that you live in." Fury says
Sloan takes the file, opening it to see a tablet, he looks up at Fury unamused. "Who uses paper these days." Fury asks, shrugging.
"Who are you fighting?" Sloan asks "his name is Loki, he has in his possession a very dangerous weapon, a weapon he stole from Shield." Fury says
Sloan hums, shutting the folder. "I'll look it over, but what does it matter if I do?" Sloan asks "Because I want you part of this team. No one can do what you do." Fury says
"And the world is better for it." Sloan says
Fury nods in agreement. "I hope to see you soon Sloan." Fury says
