I have a good impression of Marvel

It was still in an ancient castle on the outskirts of the capital of Sokovia, in a large study room full of Renaissance style decoration.

The four leaders of Hydra, Security Council members Malik, Baron von Strucker, SHIELD Security Director Pierce, and "Viper" Ophelia, were all present.

However, the atmosphere in the study room was inexplicably heavy.

Except for Ophelia, who was sitting on the seat and playing with her hair, seemingly distracted, the other three looked somewhat solemn.

The silence lasted for a long time. Finally, Malik, who was sitting in the main seat, spoke up to break the delicate atmosphere.

"This time, although we won the war between humans and alien creatures with the help of those Avengers, their existence is still the biggest obstacle to our great cause."

"Ophelia, how's the progress on your end?"

After hearing Malik's name, Ophelia, who had been staying away from the entire small team, stopped what she was doing and replied:

"It went pretty well. I have initially made contact with him. His attitude is a bit ambiguous. However, I always have a feeling that he seems to already know my identity. I feel that I need more time... "

From the words, it can be heard that Ophelia is very afraid of the "him" in her mouth.

"Leon Coulson, this man is the most crucial part of our understanding of the Avengers. We must keep a close eye on him and notify us immediately if there is any trouble. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Ophelia twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, pursed her pink lips invisibly, and then responded expressionlessly: "Understood."

Malik, who was presiding over the meeting, did not pay attention to Ophelia's slight change. Instead, he looked around at the crowd and continued in a low and majestic voice:

"Today's meeting is mainly for the plan that Nick Fury submitted to the council, so we all got together..." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at Pierce, who was sitting on his left, wearing a gray suit, and said :

"Pierce, this project is yours to handle, so let you have the say..."

After nodding with Malik, Alexander Pierce, former director of SHIELD and current director of security, stood up slowly, opened his arms, and looked confident:

"Everyone, our opportunity has come!"

. . . . . .

At the same time, far across the ocean in Washington, Trident Headquarters...

"You mean, that Asgardian woman escaped?!"

Fury, who was sitting in the office chair, had a hint of surprise on his dark face.

"When did this happen?"

"Just now."

Hill, who stood upright in front of his desk, put the tablet in his hand on the table while speaking.

Moving his eyes to the tablet, Fury heard Hill's cold voice again:

"This is the surveillance video from inside the refrigerator at that time."

Fury watched the surveillance video over and over again, frowning, and then lightly pressed on the tablet to turn off the video.

"According to the report of the agent on duty, the cell where she was located suddenly lost about ten seconds of surveillance footage. After the surveillance was restored, she completely disappeared."

"There was not a single trace in the entire refrigerator of how she left."

Listening to Hill's intelligence summary, Fury lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying in a deep voice:

"Perhaps, she could escape while on the mothership. But, she didn't do that..."

Listening to Fury's words, Hill couldn't help but think of some possibility, and his expression changed, "Sir, you mean, she did it on purpose..."

Before Hill could finish her speculation, Fury interrupted her!

"Who knows what these Asgardians can do..."

"Let the Operations Department form a special team. That Barbara Morse is pretty good. Let her lead the team. Once her traces are discovered, there is no need to fight. As long as she reports to you, someone will naturally deal with her. "

Both Hill and Fury knew this person well...

Nodding, Hill responded: "Yes."

After ending this topic, Hill did not leave immediately, but still stood there with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Fury raised his head slightly and glanced at her. What he saw was a calm face and the corners of his mouth that were about to move.

"Anything else?"

As if he had made a decision in his heart, Hill's eyes narrowed and he said seriously:

"Sir, I think the plan you submitted may not be as easy to implement as you think..."

"Why do you say that?"

Looking at Fury who was still calm, Hill unconsciously pursed his lips and continued:

"After experiencing the battle in New York, I began to gradually understand why you were so obsessed with the Avengers plan. Although I always thought it was a bad idea, they finally saved the world..."

"However, this insight plan may make our work easier, or maybe..."

"It will lead SHIELD in another direction..."

From Hill's words, it can be heard that she has some concerns about the "Insight Project" that Fury submitted not long ago.

Fury also knew that his adjutant didn't have a very good opinion of him.

According to his former boss Pierce, Hill submitted multiple reports to the council, most of which were critical of his own practices.

However, she always sides with SHIELD at critical moments.

This was enough for Fury to put her on his list of trusted confidants.

Now, his closest men and women have doubts about his plan. As a superior, I should be comforted as a matter of course.

After all, Hill is so capable, and Fury doesn't want to lose her...

"I understand your concerns. Since the Chitauri came to New York, everything has changed... Although the existence of the Avengers has saved us a lot of work. However, we are SHIELD, and we should be the one standing on the side. The front line of defense!”

"Perhaps the Avengers can solve the problem of alien invasion, but we can't leave everything to them, right? You know, they are not subordinates of SHIELD and will not take our orders."

"We need to do something to prevent this from happening again..."

As he spoke, Fury slowly stood up from his office chair, and his tone of voice unknowingly became a little more serious:

"When a person lives in an era where gods and monsters coexist, what should he do to reflect his own value?"

"My answer is..."

"Do whatever you think is right!"