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Half an hour later—
The Quinjet landed smoothly on the runway of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier.
A large cargo container was secured beneath it.
Everyone was already waiting.
As the ramp opened, Frank Castle stepped out calmly.
He walked to the cargo and tapped it once.
"The toys are inside," he said.
The container opened slowly.
Inside—
There were multiple large black boxes.
Each one had a name on it.
Clint. Natasha. Hulk. Tony.
Even Bruce had one.
Tony raised an eyebrow as he walked forward.
"…Okay, even I got one?," he said, stopping in front of his box.
Bruce looked at his—and paused.
There were two.
One massive crate with "HULK" written on it.
And a much smaller one labeled "BRUCE."
"…Now that's…" Bruce scratched his head. "I don't even know what to say."
Clint had already opened his.
Inside—
A sleek, compact bow made of dark alloy.
It looked normal at first glance—
Until he touched it.
Parts of it shifted slightly, adjusting to his grip.
"Whoa…" Clint muttered.
Frank spoke from behind.
"Adaptive bow. Auto-calibrates for wind, distance, and movement."
Clint smirked.
"Yeah… I like this guy."
Natasha stepped forward next.
Frank tossed something toward her.
She caught it easily.
It was a case.
She opened it—
Inside was a new black combat suit, lighter and sharper in design.
Along with it—
Two short blades… and a small device.
Natasha picked it up.
"What's this?"
"Active camo," Frank said. "Unless you want it no one can see you. You will be like a Ghost."
Natasha smiled slightly.
"Not bad."
Then—
Frank turned toward Bruce.
"Open the small one first."
Bruce nodded and did as told.
Inside—
A green futuristic gun along with many cartridges.
"…What does it do?" Bruce asked.
"Gamma gun," Frank replied. "It can even draw gamma from your own body to fire shots. And when you don't feel like going Hulk mode, these cartridges are for when your body doesn't have enough gamma to fire."
Bruce looked at it seriously.
"That's… actually unique. Why didn't I think of it?"
Then all eyes turned to the big crate.
"HULK."
Bruce hesitated.
"…This should be interesting."
The crate opened with a heavy sound.
Inside—
Massive gauntlets.
And reinforced armor pieces.
Built for something far beyond human size.
Tony let out a low whistle.
"Okay… that's definitely not for 'calm and peaceful' Hulk."
Frank didn't react.
"Shock-resistant. Impact amplification. Designed to take hits—and give them back harder."
Clint grinned.
"Yeah… aliens are gonna have a bad day."
Then—
Tony finally opened his box.
Inside—was a small disk.
"What is this?" Tony asked.
"That's a pack of unused nanobots. Ethan-sama said you might be able to upgrade your own tech with this," Frank said.
Tony nodded, looking at the disk as he scanned it, finding many nanobots inside.
"Good. I like this one much better than any weapon he could have made for me," he said.
"You also got one," Frank said, seeing Sharon looking at a long box with her name on it.
"A new katana for you. A bit magical too, according to Ethan-sama," he added.
She opened it, finding a long blade with violet blooming patterns along its spine. The handle was also violet, with thread-like vines wrapped around it.
"It's beautiful," she said.
"Not just that," Frank said.
"A blade like this…" Clint muttered.
"Beautiful and dangerous," Frank said as they chuckled.
"It also has a name—Violet Moon," Frank said.
Sharon nodded as she lifted the sword and swung it once.
The moment she did—
The patterns on the blade seemed to bloom, and a faint violet haze rose from it.
"Now that's very magical," Tony said, watching closely. "That doesn't look like it belongs to a normal sword."
Sharon gave it another swing.
A pulse of energy cut through the air, leaving a faint violet trail behind it before slowly fading away.
She looked at the blade for a moment—
Then she smiled slightly.
"Now I'm envious," Tony said as the others laughed.
But suddenly—
A blast hit near the engine of the Helicarrier.
The impact shook the entire deck.
They looked up to see multiple Quinjets firing at it.
"…Looks like Loki's reinforcements are here," Tony said.
Fury immediately stepped forward.
"Go and engage them. Try to get Captain back," he ordered.
Everyone nodded and rushed into action.
"Oh, by the way," Frank said, stopping them for a moment, "Ethan also sent Captain's weapons."
He pointed to two boxes.
One was obviously his own.
And the other was for Captain America.
"Then let's get his mind straight, so he can use them," Fury said.
No one wasted another second.
Tony stepped forward first, already activating his suit.
"Alright, I'll handle the flying tin cans," he said as the armor formed around him. "Try not to scratch my upgrades before I even test them."
He shot into the sky a second later.
Clint grabbed his new bow and quickly moved to a higher position.
"Let's see what this thing can really do," he muttered, locking onto a distant Quinjet.
The bow adjusted on its own.
Wind. Distance. Movement.
Everything calculated instantly.
Clint smirked.
"Oh yeah… I like this."
He fired.
The arrow cut through the air—
And hit the Quinjet's wing precisely.
Boom.
Natasha on the other hand already wore her new suit as it was nanotech so she just placed it on her and vanished—
Only to reappear further ahead, already moving at high speed.
"Going in," she said calmly.
Bruce looked at the chaos for a moment—
Then at the device in his hand.
"…Let's try this first."
He activated the gamma gun.
It hummed softly.
A faint green glow appeared.
"Okay… that's new," he muttered.
Then he aimed at an incoming jet and fired.
A concentrated blast of gamma energy shot out—
Slamming directly into it and sending it spiraling away.
Bruce blinked.
"…That actually worked."
Frank was already moving.
"Focus," he said. "More are coming."
Meanwhile—
Inside one of the attacking Quinjets—
A familiar figure stood.
Captain America looked down at the Helicarrier with glowing blue eyes.
Then—
He jumped.
He landed neatly on the runway.
Natasha was already moving toward him, but as she saw him land on his own, she slowed down and stopped.
She looked at him carefully.
"Nice timing," she said. "I wanted to test my new gear."
Captain America didn't reply.
His expression was blank.