Chapter 236: Foolish Decisions

Chapter 236: Foolish Decisions

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27th September 2012, New York City

(Jasmine Sayre POV) New novel chapters are published on

Still, I wasn't going to involve myself in this. This was an impactful decision for the human race to make, and not one I should decide for them. Instead, I will continue to plan for the fight with Entropy, and for now, Ego's inevitable visit to Earth.

I took another sip of coffee and felt the door behind me open. I expected to see the waitress, and instead found myself in front of a very angry and smug Nick Fury who was pointing a gun at me, "Jasmine Sayre, you're under arrest."

I raised an eyebrow and took another sip of coffee. Well, things were about to get interesting.

"I beg your pardon?" I asked.

He didn't seem to relent, "I said, you're under arrest, Bitch."

I raised an eyebrow, "On what charges?"

The director of SHIELD seemed to preen at the question, "The murder of Alexander Pierce and Morgan Evanshade."

I raised an eyebrow. The first one could be possible to deduce, even if there wouldn't be any proof of it, but the second one almost made me burst into laughter; he wanted to arrest me for killing myself? What a fucking joke. I knew that he was desperate, but this is just sad.

I gave him an outraged look, "I don't care about Pierce's death, the guy was a scumbag after all, but are you seriously accusing me of killing my own aunt?"

He stayed silent at this, not expecting me to act like a civilian. I doubled down on his silence and continued, "Do you even have any proof? Or a warrant at the very least? Are you even allowed to arrest me?"

Fury didn't seem to take my words well, "I can do whatever the fuck I want without any proof. You killed the Secretary of the World Security Council, that makes this a SHIELD matter, which means that I can hold you for as long as I want, and no one would give a fuck. I guarantee you that you won't see the light of day after this."

"I don't give a flying fuck about the justice system. I will put your ass in prison even if I have to make up the evidence myself."

I gave him an incredulous look, "You're an idiot if you think that I'm just going to let you screw me over like that for no reason."

Fury snarled and went to grab my hand to handcuff me, I just put the other one from my pocket, and conjure a small can of pepper spray that also works as a taser. I just sprayed the pepper spray in his eye, and while he was coughing and yelling, I used the small taser to electrocute him. For good measure, I kneed him in the balls, and punched him in the face to knock him out.

I went through his coat and found a high tech tazer gun in his pockets. I pocketed the gun and prepared myself.

As soon as I did that, I heard a shot come at me, and I pulled the table, and used it as a shield while subtly strengthening the table to hold up against any shots. I knew that showing any supernatural abilities would work in Fury's favor, since he has cameras everywhere in an attempt to prove that I was some dangerous mutant.

As soon as I did that, I felt the impact on the table. It was shot and it was a heavy caliber bullet. As soon as that was done, I heard a growl. I turned and saw the familiar figure of Logan's mortal enemy, Sabretooth, who was running towards me. Knowing that he had some advanced senses, I emptied the entire pepper spray can on his head as soon as he approached me. The man yelled out as his senses were overwhelmed, and he thrashed around until he fell from the roof by himself.

I ran towards the door to avoid the sniper that was targeting me, and as soon as I went through the stairs, I was met with a tall male figure in armor, a weird skull mask and a white hood. It was like some discount Doctor Doom suit except that he was holding a shield and a sword that he was pointing at me. This was Taskmaster, a man who could copy any body movement as long as he sees it once. He had a photographic memory and complete control over his body to mimic the movements immediately. He was one of the SHIELD agents with the highest kill count available.

He spoke in an arrogant tone, "I'm going to ask you to stop, little lady."

Before he could continue, I modified the taser pepper spray device sneakily and released a flashbang, that shouldn't have done anything besides blinding him for half a second since he was probably using a HUD, but that was all I needed, to aim and spray some very modified permanent paint on his fake eyes, blinding him permanently. I sensed that there were a few people outside and I moved the struggling Taskmaster in front of me as I moved through the door, and he was immediately hit with a familiar concussive beam that destroyed Taskmaster's suit and knocked him out.

I watched as a glaring I'm assuming, considering his tense posture adult version of Scott Summers, one of my old students, was grabbing his visor in a very threatening manner.

I shrugged, unperturbed and let Taskmaster fall to the ground, "Well, if it isn't Scott Summers. It's been years, my boy, how have you been?"

"Jasmine Sayre, you're under arrest. Surrender and there will be no need for violence."

I pretended like I wasn't hearing him, "I didn't know you joined SHIELD, and to think that I had a mutant in my classroom. Is that why you were wearing your dorky glasses? You've certainly grown a lot."

"This is your last warning, Sayre. Surrender now!"

I snorted, "You do realize that you're the one in the wrong in this. You can't just arrest people and put them in cells because you want to. I don't know what you learnt at SHIELD, but taking someone without any official warrant or paperwork, is called kidnapping, even if it's the director of SHIELD that's doing it."

Scott tensed, and I prepared to use the flashbang one more time, but I didn't need to. A web was sent towards Scott's glasses, blinding him, and I was suddenly picked up from the ground and swung towards the roof of the other building.

The figure was in a sort of red and blue spandex, and I could immediately recognize the infamous hero in front of me, "Don't worry, Ma'am, I'll take care of this."

This was Spider-Man.