Marvel: DNF Invades

There were four people in Nick Fury's office.

Fury himself, Agent Hill, Black Widow, and Coulson, who had just returned from a mission in New Mexico.

The main topic of discussion was the intense battle between War Lord and Iron Man that had taken place the previous night.

At the time, it was Fury who had sent the apostles out—no, more accurately, he had hired them—to maintain order and keep the situation under control.

No one expected that while the mess created by Hammer Military was being contained, Luke and Tony would start fighting in front of so many people...

Even a fool could see that Luke had provoked it.

The only question was, why?

"Natasha, you have to admit that this fight between him and Tony should have been avoided. Just because of his childish willfulness? It caused huge losses and a negative public reaction. Since when has S.H.I.E.L.D. become so tolerant?"

The one speaking was Agent Maria Hill.

Maria Hill had no superpowers, but she was a highly trained and experienced agent. She had exceptional combat and weapons skills, fair skin, a stunning face, and long legs.

Everyone who knew her understood that Hill was far from just a pretty face. She had the highest clearance level in S.H.I.E.L.D., second only to Fury himself.

She was Nick Fury's right-hand woman and was considered a strong candidate for the next Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., highly favored by the International Security Council.

Due to certain experiences in her childhood, Hill had a cold personality. She took her job very seriously and was known for her tough, no-nonsense approach in the agency.

Hill's stance on Luke was clear: she believed he needed discipline, and if necessary, even coercive measures should be taken.

She felt that Fury was being far too lenient with him.

"Maria, you know Luke is only seven years old. He's just a kid," Black Widow sighed.

"Even if he is a child, he's a child with weapons that entire nations are watching closely. And he's willing to use them," Hill shot back. "From what I've seen, what he's done is something even most adults wouldn't dare to attempt. We can't keep treating him like an ordinary child."

Black Widow shook her head. She disagreed.

"I know Luke better than you do. He's not a bad person—he just lacks guidance. No one ever taught him right from wrong." A small smile tugged at her lips. "You're right, Maria. We shouldn't treat him as an ordinary child. We should treat him as a genius. A genius far beyond you or me."

She had already made up her mind—Luke was still young and shouldn't be labeled a threat just because of what he had done.

She was the first person in S.H.I.E.L.D. to come into contact with Luke, and she had spent the most time with him. She believed she understood him better than anyone else in the room.

A child who grew up in an orphanage, with no one to teach him morals, no guidance on what's right or wrong… his entire worldview was shaped by what he observed.

But he was a genius. A genius whose IQ likely surpassed everyone present. What he saw in this world wasn't just right and wrong—he saw its filth, its corruption.

She understood. She had been an orphan herself.

She knew what it was like to grow up in that environment, to face a cruel world alone. Loneliness? Helplessness? Maybe those feelings were there—but they weren't the most defining aspects.

The world a genius sees is something different, something most people can't comprehend.

From the moment she met him, Black Widow believed everything Luke did was his way of protecting himself.

His rebellious, reckless behavior wasn't just for show—it was his way of resisting the world, his way of making himself feel safe.

A normal child might hide in a closet to escape the world's cruelty.

But Luke?

He was a genius—one who built mechas, weapons, and mastered combat skills. He wasn't hiding; he was fighting back.

She had seen it firsthand—his terrifying ability to improve his combat skills at an impossible speed. Even she couldn't compare.

Hill's idea of "controlling" Luke wasn't just unnecessary—it was unfair.

And so, the argument between the two women continued.

Hill and Black Widow debated their opposing views, with Coulson occasionally chiming in, though he mostly remained a passive observer, smiling at their back-and-forth.

As for Nick Fury, his stance was more subtle.

Fury seemed to be letting the conversation play out without stating his opinion.

In truth, he was worried about Luke.

Because Luke always made things bigger. More complicated.

But at the same time, Fury saw something else—potential.

Luke's talent was undeniable. Over and over again, he had demonstrated brilliance beyond his years.

Fury wanted him for the Avengers.

What, a problem child?

Since when had his plans ever not involved problem cases?

A big green rage monster.

A billionaire playboy.

They were all "problems."

But now, he had found the perfect leader.

Captain America's unexpected reappearance had given him the best candidate.

In every aspect—historical significance, public perception, leadership qualities—Steve Rogers was the only logical choice to lead the Avengers.

The only issue was, Captain America hadn't woken up yet.

When he did, Fury was confident he could convince him to join the initiative.

Sitting at his desk, Fury rested his chin on his hands, deep in thought. Hill and Black Widow were still arguing.

Neither was backing down.

Eventually, their debate turned personal.

Hill accused Black Widow of being too emotional, too soft, allowing maternal instincts to cloud her judgment as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

Black Widow shot back, calling Hill cold-blooded and heartless. She challenged Hill—how could she, as a woman, lack basic compassion?

Black Widow knew she was emotional. She had never been able to have children.

But that wasn't the main reason she was so protective of Luke.

She saw herself in him.

And she refused to let another child suffer the same fate she had.

As tensions escalated and the two women seemed ready to draw their guns at any moment, Nick Fury finally coughed, interrupting their argument.

"How has Luke been since the expo incident?" Fury asked, his voice calm and unreadable.

"No activity. Other than going to school as usual, he spends most of his time in that warehouse. Hawkeye is still keeping an eye on him. It's been quiet," Coulson responded with a smile.

"The quieter a kid is, the more dangerous they become. He's definitely planning something," Hill muttered.

Black Widow rolled her eyes. "I suggest sending someone to get close to him. What he needs is guidance. We can't just judge him by what he's done, and we can't just see him as a weapon. At the end of the day, he's still just a seven-year-old boy."

Fury nodded. Luke did need a mentor.

Under Black Widow's recommendation, Fury agreed to assign someone to educate Luke, shape his moral compass, and guide his development—hopefully steering him toward becoming a responsible, well-rounded individual.

But there was one problem.

Who would he send?

"Don't look at me," Black Widow said, raising her hands in surrender. "The kid doesn't like me. Probably because I hit him with my car."

Hill crossed her arms, clearly not interested.

Fury's gaze landed on Coulson.

Coulson sighed internally. Of course. You always dump the hard jobs on me.

Still, being the good-natured agent that he was, he accepted the mission without complaint.

He had just returned from New Mexico, and now he was being sent off again. A small town had been wrecked, some guy with a hammer had claimed to be a god, and now this.

But then, Coulson smiled.

"Sir, I have the perfect person for this mission."

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