While Fury and the others were discussing, what they didn't know was that someone was eavesdropping on them. At the SHIELD headquarters, Alexander Pierce sat in his chair, listening intently to their discussion through a secure channel.
After a moment, when the conversation ended, he closed his laptop and turned his attention to a tablet that displayed the file on Dave Garcia.
"Dave Garcia, huh," he murmured, leaning back in his chair as he studied the profile.
"I wonder what your secrets are," Pierce mused, his gaze fixed on the screen. The file described Dave Garcia as the son of seemingly ordinary humans, yet his actions hinted at a power capable of shaking the entire Earth—even enough to shake the alien forces.
Pierce's expression hardened as he whispered to himself, "No one rises this high without leaving something behind. And I will find it."
"And when I find it, it will be mine," Pierce muttered, his tone cold and calculated as he sifted through the complete files on his tablet.
"The change occurred around the time he met this girl... Trish," he murmured, pausing on her profile. "The one who mysteriously went missing after the Titanic submerged." He narrowed his eyes at her image on the screen. "You're the key behind his power, aren't you?" he speculated, his mind working quickly to piece together the puzzle.
A sinister smile crept onto his face as he discreetly issued an encrypted order to Hydra operatives. "Bring her in—alive. She might prove... invaluable," Pierce commanded, his voice devoid of empathy.
He leaned back, his gaze shifting to the group of files labeled "Winter Soldiers."
"Time to put you all to some use," he muttered, his mind already envisioning how to exploit both Trish and the soldiers for his grander schemes.
Pierce's fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk as his mind raced with possibilities. Trish was clearly more than she seemed, and if Dave Garcia's extraordinary abilities were linked to her, she was the ultimate leverage. He couldn't afford to underestimate someone who had the power to stand against gods and destroy entire worlds.
The Hydra operatives moved swiftly, their orders clear and precise. Trish's last known locations were being scoured, and Pierce ensured that the operation would leave no trace back to him.
Pierce turned his attention back to the file on Dave Garcia. "He's a wild card, unpredictable, and dangerous," he muttered. "But even the strongest can fall... with the right strategy."
He flicked through footage and intelligence reports, pausing on scenes of Dave's battles—his power, his speed, his precision. Each frame was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
Suddenly, an aide entered the room, interrupting his thoughts. "Sir, we've intercepted chatter about Garcia's recent activities. It seems he's been seen near his home. Should we deploy assets to investigate?"
Pierce waved his hand dismissively. "No, let him think he's safe for now. The moment he realizes we're tracking him, he'll become more elusive. Focus on the girl. She's the key to everything."
The aide nodded and left the room. Pierce leaned forward, his steely gaze fixed on the screen.
"Dave Garcia," he said quietly, as if addressing the man directly. "You've made your mark on this world, but you're about to learn that no one, not even you, is untouchable."
"I will take both that girl and those stones you seek," Pierce mumbled as he wondered just how powerful he would become with all of it.
After giving out all the orders, he leaned back on his desk. "Now, I just wait," he muttered, convinced Trish was already within his grasp.
Little did he know just how wrong he was.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Trish was lounging lazily on a sofa. She stood up, stretching as soft rays of sunlight filtered into the room. Her loose blanket slipped off, revealing her in all her natural beauty. She sighed in mild exasperation as she saw Dave approaching.
"Are you inviting me to a feast?" Dave teased, his eyes taking in her stunning figure.
Trish rolled her eyes playfully and replied with a smirk, "Feast? What do you mean by that?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Dave scooped her up into his arms. "I think you know exactly what I mean," he said, his tone teasing but firm as he carried her toward the bedroom.
Trish didn't resist; instead, she welcomed his attention with a warm smile.
Diana, who had walked in just moments earlier, saw the scene and shook her head with a small grin. "I'll enjoy later. Right now, I'm too tired," she muttered, retreating to the couch. She curled up with a blanket, closed her eyes, and soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
The bedroom was soon filled with the sounds of passion. Meanwhile, Hancock, who was in the bathroom, overheard the commotion. Curiosity piqued, she finished her bath, dried herself off, and walked straight to the bedroom, gracefully joining in without hesitation.
Back at the her office, Emma was working when she suddenly sensed Dave's presence back on his home and realized what was happening. Frustration welled up within her. "That bastard left without informing me, leaving me with all this work! and now he is back he didn't even bothered to call me?" she snapped. Waving her hand, she conjured a portal directly to Dave's room, stepping through only to witness the battle scene.
Her face flushed slightly, but with a confident smirk, she let her dress slip to the floor and joined the ongoing "battle." Her anger now shifted into something else as she joined the fray.
Later that night, Diana woke up from her nap on the couch. Noticing the energy emanating from Dave's room, she rubbed her temples, muttering, "They're at it again." She stretched, got up, and walked to the washroom to freshen up. Finally, she made her way to the bedroom and joined the fray, adding her own presence to the mix.
What followed was a marathon that lasted until the next afternoon. Dave, with his remarkable stamina and strength, managed to keep up with their relentless advances. After having their fill, the women finally decided to let him rest. Dave, after satisfying them stopped too.
He looked at all of them now sleeping as he snuggled in between and drifted into sleep too.
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