032 – Space, the next Frontier

(A/N: Hi, I'm back. Had a bit of a psychotic break for a bit and had to get help. If you have a psychotic break I would recommend chlorpromazine, it really takes the edge off. Anyway, I'm back now with avengeance. I won't promise anything, but I will continue to work on my stories. See Ya.)

Coulson's team started working a few weeks ago. Also, Killian and AIM were taken down by stark yesterday. I want to see his face when I tell him I own thirty percent of stark industries. I managed to get a hold of a bunch of extremis research though I don't think I'll be needing it anytime soon.

I decided to leave his group alone while just keeping an eye on them to make sure that the butterfly effect didn't affect them too much. Soon I wouldn't care if the timeline changed, I just need everything in the right place at the right time.

Anyway, my quantum computing core is now up and running. It is allowing me to begin the massive calculations needed for the next few projects, and boy are they gonna be good.

Also, I need to plan for the convergence. Oh, and Shields collapse. What am I gonna do with them anyway.

…

[In low earth orbit]

"Castle this is Midas One. We are on an intercept course."

After a few seconds there was a reply.

"Copy, Deploy tachyon array."

A small emitter array deployed from the top of the shuttle. It let out an invisible beam of tachyons. After a few seconds there was a bright shimmer as a huge ship appeared out of nowhere. The Muon thrusters on the shuttle fired as it guided its way into the hangar bay. There were bits of debris floating around.

From inside you could hear a dozen tiny sounds every minute as chunks of debris impacted the Armor. After they had maneuverer their way around the biggest chunks to what looked like a hallway, an arm came out of the top. It grappled onto the wall holding it in place.

After a few minutes three people in White space suits floated out of the shuttle. The suits however where not made of cloth but metal. Tiny muon thrusters fired as they directed themselves to the hallway.

They dragged a few inches thick cable with them. They navigated the corridors, there flashlights shining lights on stuff that had been in the dark for twenty years. There were bodies of Blue humanoid aliens floating around in the vacuum. They made their way after hours of exploring and dead ends to a control room. Once there they set up the equipment they were carrying and began to jerry rig an interface with the cable.

Once done they began to make their way to the shuttle.

I at once felt the connection. It was a bit off but would do for now. I surged power into the system bringing the computers back online. There security protocols activated but even thought they were from the Kree they were heavily damaged, and they were facing me with my quantum computing cores.

There are encryptions where soon broken after a few hours and their code was slowly examined piece by piece. I gained a lot from there advanced programming and began to set aside a good part of processing to integrating it.

I not only got a hold of this thought but all the schematics and data. From cloaking thought I could already do it I wouldn't complain about another method. From crystal Storage Drives to the Universal Neural Transportation Network.

This was a good Haul.

…

I'd tried to keep my existence as a VI as secret as possible, but I think Zola was starting to pick up on something. Even if he didn't know about me, he at least suspected that something like me existed. He probably assumed it was Jarvis Though. He is a nice fella though bit unemotional when I talked to him during New York.

One of my avatars. This one was Mike. Was driving in upstate New York.

I answered the call I had just received from Sky. She was angry, I think.

She went on about how she sent her daughter to a normal school so she could have a normal childhood and not have to deal with the same crap I did.

"I warned you not to interfere and what did you do?"

I smirked as the car sped along before answering.

"Donate a couple hundred thousand dollars to the school anonymously so they can get new equipment."

She just sighs before hanging up the call.

"I love you too."

I say but no one is around to hear me.

…

I took a shuttle. It had taken about a day, but it touched down on the moon. I got out of the airlock alone without a suit. I didn't need it. I needed space to think, and I decided why not do it here.

I found a nice rock and slumped against it. I stared up at the earth above in all its majestic glory. I could see the lights from the dark bit and greens, yellows, blues, and greys.

It truly was a beautiful site. I wish more could see it.

I turned off the transmitter in my head as the consciousness lost the connection to the thousands of other parts of it. I had realised recently that I had been acting more rashly and I had also begun to gain a bit of a split personality disorder.

What were my actual goals. While for the most part I wanted to help people and prevent the bloodshed I knew was coming but I also ever since coming to this world had nerded out a bit.

I could probably take over the world now but that was no fun. I wanted it dramatic. So around civil war. Ah that's perfect. I have it.

A slight smirk appears on my face as I get up and reactivate the transmitter. First of all is sort out the split personality disorder. Also isn't the convergence happening soon. I need to gather quite a bit of data for that one.

Also, I want my first Infinity stone.