We are now inside the Quinjet, Steve is sitting down with a tablet, watching the footage of the Hulk's attack on the Army at Culver University.
Pilot: We're about forty minutes out from base, sir.
Agent Coulson stands up from his seat and walks over to Steve.
Steve Rogers: So, this Doctor Banner was trying to replicate the serum that was used on me?
Phil Coulson: A lot of people were. You were the world's first superhero. Banner thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula.
The Hulk roars with fury as he slams a jeep apart.
Steve Rogers: Didn't really go his way, did it?
Phil Coulson: Not so much. When he's not that thing though, guy's like a Stephen Hawking. (Steve looks confused.) He's like a smart person. I gotta say, it's an honor to meet you, officially. (Steve smiles at Coulson.) I sort of met you, I mean, I watched you while you were sleeping. (Steve looks down. He stands up, closes his laptop and walks to the side with Coulson following.) I mean, I was... I was present while you were unconscious from the ice. You know, it's really, it's just a... just a huge honor to have you on board.
"Look at Phil, gleeking out!" Kiara teased the man.
Steve Rogers: Well, I hope I'm the man for the job.
Phil Coulson: Oh, you are. Absolutely. Uh... we've made some modifications to the uniform. I had a little design input.
Steve Rogers: The uniform? Aren't the stars and stripes a little... old fashioned?
Phil Coulson: With everything that's happening, the things that are about to come to light, people might just need a little old fashioned.
Steve takes in Coulson's sentiment.
***
We are now in the underground lab, Several soldiers under Loki's mind control run around, preparing to infiltrate whatever Loki has planned. Loki sits down, watching Selvig work with a CMS device. Loki meditates, until...the scepter materializes him back into the throne room of the Other, fully armed in his horned helmet and armor. The other appears from the steps.
The Other: The Chitauri grow restless.
Loki: Let them go at themselves. I will lead them into glorious battle.
The Other: Battle? Against the meager might of Earth?
Loki: Glorious, not lengthy. If your force is as formidable as you claim.
The Other: You question us? You question him? He who put the scepter in your hand, who gave you ancient knowledge and new purpose when you were cast out, defeated?
Loki: I was a king! The rightful king of Asgard! Betrayed!
The Other: No doubt you'll be defeated on Earth.
Loki: They are a lost people, they mistake selfishness for spirit, when the sky falls it'll be every man for himself.
The Other: How will you rule them then?
Loki: Unmercifully.
The Other: Your ambition is little, born of childish need. We look beyond the Earth to greater worlds the Tesseract will unveil.
Loki: You don't have the Tesseract yet. (The Other runs over to attack him, but stops as Loki points his scepter.) I don't threaten, but until I open the doors, until your force is mine to command, you are but words.

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FanfictionIn which a 18-year-old girl is transported into a room with her parents, her friends and her future lovers to watch her life Crowley x OC x Aziraphale