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THE MOUNTAINS STOOD tall in the country side, the bushes decorating everything. The roads were clear of vehicles, other than one that held three people inside. The sun was still high up in the air and beaming down on the citizens, yet it was slowly moving to the other side of the bright blue sky, signaling that evening was arriving on planet C-53.
The music was quiet on the radio as Fury kept his hands on the wheel of his car, his eyes occasionally glancing at the Krees sitting with him whenever he spoke. Vers sat in the passenger's seat beside him with F/n right behind him. The young Kree woman was staring out the window, adding a few things on the occasion as her and Vers explained Kree and Skrulls to the man driving.
"Okay. The Skrulls sim alien races to infiltrate and take over planets. And you two are Krees? A race of noble warriors?" Fury summarizes after they explained everything to him.
"Heroes. Noble warrior heroes." F/n corrects from the back seat.
"So, what do Skrulls want with Dr. Lawson?" Fury asks.
Vers sighs, glancing out the window. "They believe that she developed a light-speed engine at Pegasus."
"Light-speed engine?" Fury repeats, curiosity in his tone. "Gotta admit, that's not the craziest thing I've heard today."
"Well, it's still early." F/n points out.
"And you two, what do you guys wants?" Fury questions.
"To stop the Skrulls before they become unstoppable." F/n replies with her partner nodding in agreement.
"And?" Fury insists, only making them look at him with curious gazes. "Look, war is a universal language. I know rogue soldiers when I see one. You got a personal stake in this."
Neither of them said anything else as he continued driving. F/n stared at the back of his head for a moment with a frown before she moved back to stare out the window. It took a few more minutes until they were finally pulling in somewhere, a large fence blocking them out. Fury stops the car beside a small machine, his window wide open.
"This is government property. Turn your vehicle around." A voice from the speaker comes through.
Fury sighs as he brings out his badge, holding it up to the machine. "Nicholas Joseph Fury. Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Place your thumb on the pad." The voice demands.
Closing his wallet, Fury leans his arm out as he places his thumb on the pad of the machine. A sound could be heard from it as a line moves down, scanning his thumbprint. Curious, F/n leans forward until she's leaning against the seat Vers was sitting at, head close to his.
