Iron Man: Resurrection

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Picture: QuinJet

Thomas's POV

I step onto the Quinjet with my hands in my pockets, there are two other Agents in here with us. I still can't believe these fuckers caught me. I'm glad blue eyes gave me a chance to shower dress myself before he abducted me. But he stood right in the bathroom on the other side of the shower curtain. What did he think I was going to jump out the window three stories up?

"How'd you find me?" I ask the big handsome agent. He doesn't answer. Instead he puts focus on his gun and starts fiddling with it. "Hey blue eyes. I'm speaking to you."

"I have no obligation to converse," he says not looking away from his gun.

"Well you don't have to be obligated to be nice. Can I move around and check this bird out or will I be shot if I move?" I ask but he doesn't answer or even look away from his gun. He just raises his shoulders and shrugs.
"I'll take a chance," I say as I step away to examine the aircraft. It's a S.H.I.E.L.D. craft but outdated. I can tell by the tech. "I thought S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't exist anymore," I say hoping someone would actually explain who they were and where they were taking me.

"It doesn't,eyes spoke up now looking at me. He walks over to me with a vaccination gun and grabs my arm. I fight for my arm back but it's no use with his fucking bearlike strength. He shoots something into my wrist and I immediately see a glowing dot form under my skin and then disappear. Obviously a tracker.

"I thought you weren't obligated to converse?" I mock him.

"Well you aren't talking less," he says staring at me with an irritated look.

"Well since you're speaking. Who are you and how did you find me?"

"Okay. I'm Jackson Knight. Ex Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Now I work for Nick Fury with my fellow Agents. He's leading a new organization and we just joined. Our first mission, get you."

"You think I believe that? If any of that were true you wouldn't be able to tell me," I say. What kind of spy tells a stranger all these things about their organization.

"You're a smart kid. You'd find out anyway and plus you're not going anywhere." Shit that makes sense. I can't help but look away when he called me smart.

"You said get me. Your first mission was to get me? Not find me? So he knew where I was. Pepper wouldn't have been cool with me living on the streets-"

"Fury didn't tell Mrs.Stark of your whereabouts."

"Why not?"

"Because I understood that you needed your time for grieving Mr.Stark," I hear a voice coming from a speaker and moved over to see an african-american one eyed man on the screen. "It's been three months. You had your time. We need you for something else now."

"What do you mean you need me? What could you possibly need me for?"

"Isn't it obvious? To save the world," he says as if it's the most casual thing ever. What the fuck is going on? What are these people expecting of me. I'm no hero.

"Relax. We just need your brain," says Jackson as if he was just reading my mind.

"Agent Knight how did the pick up go?" Mr Fury asks Jackson.

"It was clean. We were unnoticed. We're heading to pick up the big guy now."

"Agent Smoke will the Quinjet be able to make it to New Asgard and back?" Mr Fury asks the female Agents, she's obviously the pilot. These other two idiots probably couldn't fly for shit. These controls seem very basic, I would master this baby in a day or two.