I'm Not Clean Anymore

At the Three-Winged Building, Nick Fury and Agent Hill were watching their subordinates' operation from the Command Center.

When Captain America was easily controlled by Purple Man, and Hawkeye's arrow failed to accomplish anything, resulting in everyone in Captain America's task force except Grant Ward being controlled by Purple Man—

Nick Fury had thought that was the worst news he would see tonight.

But he had only thought that for one second!

"Hydra..."

"Hydra..."

Everyone who obeyed Purple Man's order to answer about their origins, except for Hawkeye, was fucking Hydra!!!

Nick instantly smashed his desk and shot to his feet.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, motherfucker!!!"

He simply could not describe the turmoil in his heart!

He was not an idiot. He had only just begun cooperating with Nick and S.H.I.E.L.D., yet S.H.I.E.L.D. was apparently full of Hydra. Then their Skrull...

Ahem.

In any case, as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., eight out of every ten of his subordinates were Hydra!

To Nick Fury, this was nothing less than a bolt from the blue!

He was not stupid. He knew no one would dare make a Hydra joke inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

That meant there was only one possibility: those agents had been telling the truth.

And John Garrett leading his men in an attack on Coulson only made the matter completely undeniable.

Nick Fury instantly felt that he might be facing the greatest trouble since taking office!

"Hill, contact the heads of every branch around the world immediately. Order all branches to enter wartime status. Supply Truth Serum without limits. We must uncover every Hydra member hidden among us!"

"What about John Garrett's direct subordinates?"

"Kill them all!"

"And agents who are close friends with Garrett?"

"Better to kill the wrong ones than let a single one go!"

"But what if there are other senior agents who are Hydra too?"

"Then we'll see just how badly my S.H.I.E.L.D. has been corrupted!"

With that, Hill hurriedly operated the computer and drafted the orders that were about to be sent to every branch.

At the same time, she opened a video call for Nick Fury to contact the branches.

But before the call could even be sent, it inexplicably shut down on its own.

Then, no matter what Hill did, she could not send out the orders she had drafted!

Seeing this, Hill shot to her feet, let out a long sigh toward Nick, who had his back to her as he looked out the window, and said,

"They've infiltrated deeper than we imagined. We may have taken on the most meaningless mission of our lives!"

"Yeah. I can already see the agents rushing toward us!"

Nick sighed as well, then pulled an unusually distinctive pistol from his pocket.

Holding the oval-shaped gun, Nick said to Hill behind him,

"It's a pity the Super Skrull promised by Chief Talos hasn't arrived from space yet. Otherwise, if he could copy even thirty to fifty percent of Heisenberg's abilities, the Skrull Empire would rise again!"

"Forget that, Tiatel. Please pray to our ancestors and be grateful that we can die together!"

Hill spoke solemnly as she took her weapon into her hand as well.

But Nick Fury, whom she called Tiatel, did not join her prayer. He merely took a deep breath.

"Arida, you can't die yet!"

"But..."

"No buts. I'm the Commander of this operation, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then good. Escape the Three-Winged Building, go to Heisenberg, reveal our identities to him, and use one of our spacecraft to exchange for his promise to save us!"

"But he doesn't need a spacecraft at all!"

"Even Captain Marvel needs a ship. When there's a ship to ride, no one enjoys the loneliness of constantly flying through space!"

"What about you? Let's break out together!"

"Do you think they'll give us that chance? I'll draw their fire. As long as you're fast enough, you can come back and save me before I die!"

At that, the alien Arida finally made up her mind.

She rushed to the wall on the left side of the Command Center and pressed a hidden switch. A small armory immediately appeared in the wall.

Arida selected a glider wing from inside and decisively strapped it onto herself.

At the same time, Tiatel, wearing Nick's face, grabbed his weapon and charged out of the Command Center.

The instant gunfire rang out, Arida in the Command Center sprinted toward the window.

She raised her gun at the window and fired. A brilliant blue plasma ball directly melted through the glass.

Then Arida leaped down without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Heisenberg had returned to his rooftop.

Honestly, he could never think of that villa as his home.

Because there was not a shred of emotion in that so-called home worth his attachment.

Not family, love, or friendship.

But he had to admit that this rooftop and that recliner felt incredibly familiar to him instead.

He had been in the Marvel Universe for around ten days now, and whenever he lay on that recliner, his heart could calm down.

As usual, Heisenberg lay down and tilted his head to look at the unconscious Jessica.

She was covered in human sludge—scarlet minced flesh and yellow fluid. It was utterly disgusting.

Ding!

Heisenberg pressed the service bell.

"Send two people up to take your head of security back to her room!"

After saying that, Heisenberg closed his eyes and immediately looked as though he had fallen asleep.

When the two attendants arrived, the blood and flesh at the scene nearly made them vomit.

But they had only come prepared to carry Jessica away and had not brought anything to clean the floor.

So, they could only quietly take Jessica away first.

As they carried Jessica away, they contacted more staff. They did not dare leave such a mess on their boss's rooftop.

But before they had prepared the tools, Eliza and Crossbones had already arrived.

When the two reached the rooftop, they naturally saw the human sludge Purple Man had left behind.

Even though they had killed people for years, both their expressions darkened somewhat.

They exchanged a glance and nodded heavily before continuing toward Heisenberg.

When they reached him, Heisenberg rose from his reclined position.

"Let's talk by the liquor cabinet. This place is a little disgusting!"

As he spoke, he led them to the dining area over forty meters away.

After inviting them to sit, Heisenberg opened the liquor cabinet and turned back to ask,

"What are you drinking?"

"Champagne!" That was Eliza.

"Gin!" That was Rumlow.

Hearing Rumlow's preference, Heisenberg chuckled.

Based on his choice of drink alone, Heisenberg dared to say that he was a professional agent—the kind who could lead a team well even if all his subordinates were spies!

Definitely better than Nick Fury.

So Heisenberg took out his favorite bourbon whiskey along with the drinks the other two preferred, then returned to sit beside the drinks table.

Eliza casually picked up the bourbon and easily opened it with the small fork tucked into her waist.

Rumlow picked up a whiskey glass and only brought it before Heisenberg after Eliza had filled it for him.

After the two had prepared their respective drinks, Heisenberg raised his glass toward them.

"To my incomparably beautiful and capable Eliza, and to our new comrade-in-arms, the future best Commander under me, Crossbones. Cheers!"

"Cheers!" ×2

After setting down his glass, Heisenberg spoke to them first.

"Although Rumlow only just joined us, there's no real difference between you. Eliza has been with me for less than a day too."

As he spoke, Heisenberg looked at Eliza.

"Don't worry either. I only killed Kingpin around ten days ago. Bullseye joined me merely a week before you!"

As he spoke, Eliza refilled his glass.

"Bullseye's role under me is that of a gang leader familiar with the streets and alleys, someone who understands the underground network. But at most, he can only lead the gang members under me.

I may not have told you about my plans yet, so let me explain. In my plans, gangs are far from my most important link!"

He stretched out a hand and pointed at the contemplative Rumlow.

"Just as I took over Kingpin's legacy, I will completely take over all of Hydra's power. But Hydra is too large. The two of you alone are far from enough!"

"Indeed, BOSS!"

Rumlow nodded in agreement.

Heisenberg nodded as well.

"That's right. So I need you to use your understanding of Hydra to select every outstanding talent within Hydra who can adapt to management work. Find them, rely on them, use them. Can you do that?"

Listening to Heisenberg's question and looking into his deep eyes—

Rumlow suddenly felt drunk!

What intoxicated a man was never alcohol, but the friends at the table, the woman across from his steak, and surging ambition!

Rumlow believed Heisenberg could accomplish everything he said. After all, anyone with power like Heisenberg's could do all of it.

So could he really become the head of all Hydra?

He nodded fiercely.

"I can!"

The moment the words left his mouth, he drained his glass in one gulp, letting scattered drops spill across his lapel.

Seeing that, Heisenberg nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. Immediately make a list of everyone you know, everyone you've heard of, and everyone you can think of. Bring as many of them under me as possible!"

"Yes!"

Rumlow answered heavily.

Then Heisenberg continued looking at Eliza.

"Go to Bullseye and get the contact information for every force Kingpin left around the world. Put them to work. Protect every person Rumlow marks down, at all costs!"

"Yes!"

Eliza nodded respectfully.

With that, Heisenberg lightly tapped the table.

"That's it, then. The more than thirty thousand men I now have across New York are all entrusted to you. Give me an answer that satisfies—"

BOOM!!!

Before he could finish speaking, the area beneath Heisenberg's favorite recliner was blasted apart by something unknown!

Immediately afterward, a slender figure leaped up through the blasted hole.

The poor recliner died instantly, and Heisenberg's chest immediately swelled with rage!

"Hill, what the fuck have you done!!!"

He recognized Hill at a glance, but Hill should have been dealing with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mess. Why was she here?

Hill charged toward Heisenberg at high speed, explaining nonstop as she ran.

"Kryptonian Heisenberg, I am a refugee of the Skrull Empire. In exchange for a spacecraft, I request that you grant protection to me and another member of my people!"

As she spoke, her entire body rapidly turned green. In only moments, the cold and beautiful Agent Hill became a wrinkled, green-skinned ugly creature!

And Heisenberg...

(°_°)...

(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻!!!

"Pfft?!!"

He sprayed out every drop of alcohol he had just drunk.

"So she was replaced by a Skrull this early? I fucking wanted to get with her before!"

Heisenberg slumped against the chair back like a candle flickering in the wind, on the verge of tears.

"I actually wanted to fuck something like that. I'm not clean anymore..."