#ultimatecaptain

“And isn’t it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?”

She had been ill at ease since being leveraged into her position at SHIELD for a slew of reasons, not the least of which was how hard she had tried to leave her past behind... and with the proof positive that HYDRA had, in fact, infiltrated SHIELD to its core had just proven to her that nothing and nowhere was safe from its grasp. Even those like Fury and Coulson who had led the charge to purify SHIELD and had in theory always led with the best of intentions, humanity was flawed and those that meddled with the powers of gods, of aliens and technology beyond their understanding were only inviting corruption and strife.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Allan’s security had been overwhelmed almost instantly, and none of his mystical defenses seemed to trigger. So not a magical enemy. Rather shocked, he waited in his office, a pistol under the desk. He wasn’t afraid, exactly, but rather unnerved. It had been so long since he had felt vulnerable in his own home. What a strange sensation.

When the door to the office was kicked in, Allan found himself perturbed. Captain fucking America. He couldn’t fathom that his depraved work was important enough to get the attention of someone so famous. He decided to wait and let things unfold.