18 Fury Bloodline 2,555 words (1/2)
Waking up feeling refreshed the next morning, John checked the time through the system interface then went to the bathroom to wash up before heading down to have breakfast with the rest of the family not before speed-reading all the updates his clone and Augur's progress on different projects.
”Nice already got one of them stupid stones already. Ooh, Skye is already working hard huh.. Looks like Dr. Maya need to go to therapy after what she'd been through, Augur make sure that's been properly handled don't want her breaking down now after rescuing her.”『John』 already making plans and contingencies on the trouble ahead of acquiring Quake and messing with the timelines this early.
”Noted, sir. By the way, it's about time you meet with the Ancient One sir as you've made multiple changes already in the timeline in regards to your clones clean-up operation...”『Augur』 stating the most obvious that his host always seems to look over.
”Ahh, shit! That's true, as I've killed off most troublesome villains and put some to the think tank where they can't die and do anything but think of ideas, improvements and solve problems.”『John』replied with a ruined mood by being splashed of cold water from his partner.
”There is also the meeting with your expected 'Uncle' to help you with your 'cause' today sir, do keep that in mind to be prepared once you meet him”『Augur』splashing another bucket waking him from his musings again.
”Goddammit! Is it really so hard to get a breather here in the Marvel-verse, everyone is literally out to get you. God, how I miss where my only problems were how to live decently and not fighting to survive.”『John』recalling his past life, that now feels like just a dream life compared to having powers.
Upon reaching the dining area, he stops by the door as he now notices the stranger looking over the family portraits by the adjacent wall. Wearing an all-black outfit starting from the eye-patch on his left eye, black leather trench coat, tactical fleece jacket (weaved from kevlar-based from the patterns), same as the pants with a hidden pistol holster on his right leg (no gun in it, courtesy of mom I guess), finishing up with shin-high combat boots.
The one and only NICK FURY looking like a badass Samuel L. Jackson of the MCU, who is now looking back at him, eyeing him head to toe then going around him as if checking out merchandise like a car looking at every angle to make sure your not making a mistake on purchasing the wrong one.
”Well, I'll be damned. I can't believe my nephew is this tall already. You sure you a 17-year-old? Last I held you, you were but a peanut compared to your size now... Are you ok son?”『Nick』hugging the frozen John after looking him thoroughly asking worriedly, little did he know that his 'Nephew' is already searching his memories to find his answer to the black/white Fury dilemma.
”Y-yeah... I'm cool.. cool, co-cool, cool, it's just that I can't believe my uncle is 'the' Nick Fury director of Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division also known for short as SHIELD. Nice to meet you, UNCLE!”『John』reciprocating the hug back with a little bit of strength lifting him off the ground without breaking sweat shocking Nick upon outing his secret identity and at his strength, upon finally getting the answer he wanted from the memory search.
”Did Janeth told you that? I swear, she's gonna be one of the reasons I'll die if not by her hand directly.”『Nick』still can't believe he got manhandled easily by a kid no less. As they sat in the dining table sipping on his coffee only for him to do a spit-out-scene from what his nephew's reply.
”Nah mom barely talked about her side of the fam if not nothing at all didn't even know you were related to me til now. I hacked your servers back when I was just 10, you really need to work on your firewalls.”『John』giving out a smirk watching his uncle spit out the coffee he just sipped.
”You did what now? When you were 10?”『Nick』still shook to the core that their systems got hacked by a 10-year-old kid under their nose without even seeing his shadow as he got in and out with one of the most fortified systems around the globe.
Before they got any further, the doors opened like the rest of the family streamed in to have breakfast altogether with his little brother running around before being picked up by his dad to be placed in his baby seat in between his parents with nothing but a death glare to give to his nephew he composed himself quickly from the surprises he got.
”I see you are already acquainted with each other, let's have a meal first before you both start your discussion and do that after the meal in the study room.” 『Janeth』picking up a napkin before placing at her lap, as the refined woman she is before everyone copied her except lil Steine who still has a toddler bib.
After the meal, John headed out to the study room with his little brother waiting for his uncle upon which he played ”Omae wa mou(deadman)” the remix of Tiny Little Adiantum on the piano to clear up his head and prepare his real talk to his uncle with his little brother dancing cutely along with the music like the memes as he taught him.
The memory he got from the interaction earlier cleared most of the doubts he had regarding the version of Nick Fury of this Marvel-verse and his mother's relationship and the bloodline included which he guess his little brother now has too.
Nick Fury of this verse had originally been a white man with a weathered face and prematurely graying hair and an eye patch over an eye he had lost to shrapnel during the war, therefore, clearing up Jake's and Dawn's existence.
Now he was a slightly taller black man with no hair (that part had actually bothered him more than all the rest surprisingly), but the eye-patch remained the same due to it being scratched later on by Carol Danver's cat (Flerken) just like the MCU.
His personality(soul) had been transferred into his new body when he had been captured by one of his old enemies (now dead) and had his mind replaced by one of the enemy's minions. It had backfired first because Fury had set up several passwords with his men, most notably his best-friend/second in command Duggan, which no one else knew. Duggan had then tried to capture the double.
The second thing that went wrong was when Fury had escaped from where he had been placed, breaking the mind control that should have kept him as a zombie, able to watch but not do anything. Unfortunately, his old body had killed itself rather than be captured. The upshot of this adventure was instead of having his reputation ruined or SHIELD assets subverted.