Story: A Long Night

February 24, 2008

The wind hums lowly masking the sound of the man in the green cloak as he drops from the roof of the long since forgotten train stop between Washington and Arizona. It dawns on him now, as he puts out his right hand to catch the end of the bullet train, that he won’t be able to use his sword. It doesn’t concern him at this stage however, he can’t figure a reason to be discovered.

The tug on his arm is sharp, but this was the only spot to get on; Where the train slows before entering the turn into the mountain pass. After he balances himself the man in the green cloak opens the rear hatch of the caboose, as much as they can be called cabooses these days, and slides in around the corner keeping low behind some boxes. “Fury,” Justin says quietly, “I’m in.” Though he prefers to go by the moniker ‘Bear’ while he’s under this identity.

“Gotcha kid, we’re tracking you now.” Fury of course would never use either moniker, even when Bear was going as ‘Iron Knight’. “You sure you want to be doing this?”

“Look, I don’t care if you don’t want to support me-”

Hey, SHIELD supports its agents. If we weren’t behind you I wouldn’t be your controller. Did you get those gloves I sent you?”

“I assumed that’s how you were tracking me.”

“No, we’re tracking you through Nanites in your blood, the gloves are something else entirely.”

Hello Sir.

Justin’s taken back a bit by the familiar sound of his Iron Knight’s AI, “Adriana?”

All agent parameters are at optimal levels Colonel, mission on schedule.

“Thanks Adriana,” Nick says audibly smiling, “Adriana will be performing a lot of her previous responsibilities minus one or two things. She can manipulate the nanites in your blood through the polymer layer in your gloves, however there’s a lot she can’t do. She won’t be able to change out oxygen supplies making you susceptible to poisons, nerve gasses, that sort of thing.”

Justin rolls his eyes as he makes his way through the caboose to look through the glass port hole in the door, “yeah, yeah, I get the point Nick.”

“That having been said, should you need it Adriana can pilot Iron Knight to your location on command.”

Justin stops for a moment after entering into the second car, empty save for a few large crates, “from where?”

“About 300 yards behind you.”

Bear turns and looks through the port holes to see Iron Knight’s glowing eyes and waving hand, deciding it is exceedingly weird to be looking at it following him.

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