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Alive.There was so much wrong about that simple fact that Nicholas J Fury hadn’t been able to fully process it fully in the last five hours. Behind the plate carrier, his heart was still going like a rabbit, rifle in his hands warm enough to fry bacon even without the heat of the Arizona sand under him.Past all of that, though, he was alive.Something he’d not at all been expecting.They’d had all of seconds between that first shout over comms before the heart of the island turned white and threatened to turn twenty thousand and fourteen helicarriers into ash and dust under a mushroom of white.And then the Maximoff boy had gone and done what he was born for.So many straggling bodies pushed toward the center in whatever handful of heartbeats Quicksilver had, nearly running himself damn near to death in the process, the twenty-year old had saved so many. Not as many as Stark had saved, though; the billionaire apparently pushing his deflector field to levels that he made sure to let Fury know was ‘theoretically unsupported by the Iron-Tech systems, Nicholas.’The other Maximoff had done just as much as her brother in saving lives, holding the radiation off them while also — and this was the part Fury could barely believe — holding them out of phase with the rest of reality.The whole smoking circle, five hundred meters wide, was left unseen and unnoticed for five hours of alien search patterns until the sun rose over Micronesia. Five hours with Stark's suit listening to every military band in the hemisphere, waiting on the word that would let them get the jump on whatever aliens intended to launch an attack after a strike like this. Five hours in the dark under a dome with Stark’s reserves inching their way back up as they stared at the wreckage and ruins of the island around them, bleached skulls and burnt ashes of their brothers-in-arms and fourteen fragged helicarriers.

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