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Nick Fury thought for a second, then yelled towards the door, "Hill! Hill! Maria! Get in here! I need to ask you something."
Hill, working in the office next door, looked up, stood, and walked into the Director's office.
"Director? You needed me?"
By the time Hill entered, Fury was already leaning back in his chair, eyes closed. He rocked gently back and forth, lost in thought.
"Hill... have we planned any surveillance on Lemu ?"
Maria Hill nodded. "We were planning to send Sharon Carter in, disguised as a maid, to infiltrate his villa. The plan was to start in two days."
Fury's eyes snapped open. "So... you haven't started yet, right?"
"That's right... Do you want us to move on it now?"
Nick Fury rubbed his smooth, dark head with a tired sigh. "No. Pull Sharon Carter back. Stop everything targeting Lemu ... And bump his security level up... three more levels."
"From now on, no direct contact with him or anyone close to him. Just observe from a distance."
"Yes, sir."
After Hill left, silence filled the office.
Fury leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Of course, he wanted to know Lemu's secrets, learn about his race and civilization. But only if they could do it without making him angry or suspicious.
Absolutely no provoking them unless there's no other choice.
Lemu and his people had been watching Earth for at least a few thousand years. Nothing had happened in all that time. The best approach was to keep things just as they were.
Still, this wasn't a total loss. He'd learned two things, at least.
One bad: the hidden currents within SHIELD felt like they were slipping further from his control...
One good: this alien seemed to genuinely care about people, or at least some people on Earth...
That significantly lowered the chances of him being a threat to humanity.
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Underground Workshop.
Rows of different equipment lined the workshop neatly. In the center sat a large 2x3 meter workbench.
Lemu stood at the bench, tinkering with something.
It was a sleek, white bracelet, a matching design to the one on his own wrist—a couple's set, essentially.
He planned to give it to Alice for protection.
It had tracking and communication features. It could also send out a targeted subsonic wave to paralyze anyone within twenty meters.
The subsonic paralysis tech came from Obadiah Stane's leftover research. Lemu had improved it, boosting the power and adding the ability to aim the waves.
The whole bracelet was powered by a micro-reactor, giving it a standby time of over three thousand years. If needed, she could even take it off, throw it, and use it as a powerful grenade.
The whole process, from design to assembly, took him just over forty minutes, completed smoothly in one go.
Lemu looked at his creation with satisfaction.
Wait, that wasn't quite enough.
'Great Sage, I need you to monitor Alice constantly. Let me know right away if anything happens to her.'
'Oh.'
Did that 'oh' sound a little... unwilling? Or was it just my imagination?
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Early the next morning.
Lemu got a message from Jarvis. Natasha and Nick Fury were visiting the Stark villa.
Looks like they brought the box. They moved pretty fast...
When Lemu landed, descending from the sky in his Armor, Natasha and Nick Fury were just standing outside the Stark villa gate, looking a bit stunned.
Natasha looked surprised to see the Armor but stayed professionally silent, standing just behind Nick Fury.
She was dressed in a black tactical suit today, holding a medium-sized secure case. Clearly, she was here as backup or a bodyguard.
"Something wrong, you two? Why aren't you heading inside?"
Lemu stepped out of the armor. With a wave of his hand, the Armor moved off to the side on its own, standing quietly in a corner.
He was acting all friendly and nice, giving no hint that just yesterday he was practically yelling curses at Fury's one good eye over the phone.
Fury nodded back with a smile, looking not the least bit awkward either. "...Out of respect. When visiting someone's home, it's right to be polite."
Of course, he wasn't going to tell anyone the real reason: he couldn't get in.
Ever since Nick Fury forced his way into the Stark villa last time, Tony had upgraded Jarvis and added Fury to the blacklist.
This time, Fury tried the same trick, sneaking in quietly, but found out his so-called expert agents couldn't handle the upgraded Jarvis anymore.
So, they ended up standing out here alone for ten minutes.
"Alright, come with me," Lemu waved them over, not bothering to ask why they were just standing there.
The group went inside the villa. Tony Stark was in the living room, playing a game—a racing simulator.
He sat in a high-tech-looking simulation pod, wearing a helmet, clearly having a good time.
The sounds of engines and tires screeching on pavement could faintly be heard from the helmet.
Lemu walked up and tapped the metal shell of the gaming pod, making a clang clang sound. "Hey, you have guests! Didn't you know?"
Stark paused the game, took off his helmet, and shook his head. Wearing the helmet for too long made his neck a bit sore.
His eyes swept over them, landing dismissively on the two people behind Lemu. "Of course, I know. I didn't want them in. Thieves and spies aren't welcome here."
'Thief' meant Nick Fury, and 'spy' meant Natasha. Seeing them together, Stark naturally figured out why Natasha had been snooping around Stark Industries before.
Nick Fury looked a little annoyed. "Hey! Watch your mouth. We came here to save your life."
He took the case from Natasha, patted it, then swaggered over to the sofa and sat down, crossing his legs.
"You're dying. Didn't you know that?"
Stark raised an eyebrow. "No, I definitely didn't know... Who says I'm dying?"
Lemu chuckled. "I think I might have said that... But that's not important. What's important is, why are you guys here?"
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