I worked as a S.H.I.E.L.D. scientist for about twenty years, and in 1999 I was made an Agent by Director Nick Fury. Yes, he was James' son. Of course, I did everything on my power to refuse the offer, I'm no soldier (at least thats what I like to think) but when he talked about making Peggy proud, I had to say yes.
Except, that wasn't exactly the reason why he was so thorough to make me a special agent. Apparently, he knew a lot about everyone.
One day he called me in to talk to me. I walked in his office and, what I was greeted with was very shocking.
He had pictures of me all over his desk. Yes. Me. From 1864 to 1999. And I still had the same face, of course. I hadn't regenerated since I got stuck in this infernal place.
I opened my mouth to speak but Fury simply raised his hand, shutting me up.
"There's no point on denying it," he said strongly. "I know you're not normal. What are you?"
I hesitated a bit. What was I supposed to say, I'm an alien? That would be a bit weird. Fury detected that I wasn't actually going to answer that, so he tried again.
"Are you from another planet?" He asked me. I slowly nodded, not taking my eyes off the pictures of me on the desk. Fury tried his best not to look startled, but he visibly was. How did he even find out? I mean, something made him go and look for these pictures.
"How did you find out?" I asked softly. He looked down at the pictures along with me.
"I was sure I knew you from somewhere," he revealed. "You used to work here when I was no more than a boy." I nodded again, now looking at him. "Can you tell me where you're from? Are you immortal or simply a Time traveler?" I had to laugh at that. He frowned at my reaction.
"Sorry," I said, getting myself together. "Technically, I'm both." Fury's face immediately fell.
" So you knew Hitler would kill 6 million Jews and you let him do it?" Oh no this boy would not talk to me that way.
"Excuse you, but I don't have my ship at the time, as you can see. Otherwise I wouldn't be here," I lashed out. "And even if I had it, in most universes, such as yours or mine, Hitler dying in 1945 is a fixed point in time. I can't alter it in anyway, I can't even get close to it."
It was only when he spoke again that I realised that I had said too much. "Your universe?" I sighed. Every single time I got too excited I was doomed to say something wrong.
" You see, I lived in a parallel universe. I honestly thought it was impossible to travel between them, but somehow I feel through a veil and ended up here. I lost my TARDIS and now I'm stuck here with--" TARDIS. I mentioned the TARDIS. Great. This conversation is going just great.
"TARDIS?" He asked. Of course he would ask.
*sigh*
Yes I actually sighed.
"Its the name of my ship. Stands for Time and Relative Dimention in space."
"So you can travel in space as well as time?" He asked, finally seaming to understand something.
"That's what I just said," I affirmed once more. Fury sighed and ran a hand on his head.
"Okay, Jones," Nick Fury started. "Honestly, if I didn't know you, I can assure you I'd be the first one to throw you in a cell and have scientist experiment on you." I narrowed my eyes at him, staring right at his soul.
" But?"
"But I know you, and I know I can trust you. You've been in this place for longer than I can remember, and that's saying something," he told me.
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Unexpected
General Fiction(DOCTORWHO/MCU) Nina Jones. That was the name she took once she fell upon the Earth in 1869. To say the man who watched her fall to the earth were surprised is an understatement. "Your people were the peak of civilization, these vermin don't even k...
