6 A deal and operation relax

I'm being lead down halls by Hill. We stayed silent the whole time. It was impressive. How everyone operates and the technology. It was all impressive and I would be looking around like a curious and excited new pet if I wasn't shoved into this world being an experimental toy for Hydra.

We came down one last hall before the one eyed pirate himself was in front of me. He cooly walked up to me with his hands behind his back.

"Hello Eren. I'm Nick Fury, the commander of the organization known as SHIELD. We have very much to talk about." He said. I looked at him with my still stoic expression.

"Please, follow me." He said and we continued down even more halls. We went through different compartments of SHIELD and they were just as impressive as the main room.

We came upon automatic double doors that lead to a interrogation room. It was an all white room with a long metal table in the middle. There were to chairs at both ends of the table.

'Another cell, how fun' I dryly thought to myself. It's like I'm finally out of one cell then to another then cuffs then another cell.

'Like how many people want me caged up.'

"Pirates first." I said stoically. He nodded then walked a good distance in. He looked back at me And motioned for me to come in.

"I won't shoot you." He said with a light smirk. I walked in muttering "As if you could." It was silent though so he heard me clearly.

"So, let's get down to business." He said. He then took out a file folder. He then flipped it open and tossed it to me.

"This is all there is to know about you. I just want to get to know you better." He said in an intriguing way.

The file had no picture of me, because I was an orphan at birth. My parents were unidentified, not that I care, they had almost nothing on me besides my name, birthday, and that I was an orphan. My file was mostly blank.

"Seems you know more than me." I muttered. I looked up from the file and slid it over to Fury. We stayed quite observing each other for a minute.

"Then let me ask you this. What now?" I asked him. My face never changing. He looked like he was thinking of something before looking at me in all seriousness.

"I will take care of your living expenses, provide you a house, and a fairly normal life. All you have to do, is work, No be a part of SHIELD." He said. This was exactly as I wanted. The tone of his voice let me know that. He not only wants me, he needs me right now.

"...You want me to work for another organization, that basically had the same criteria as Hydra minus the torture?" I asked. This time my voice was leaking with mockery.

He didn't look displeased at all and stayed quiet. I thought about how I could take advantage of this or add more to it.

"Okay, but!. I want some technology, obviously I'll work for it. Nothing is free after all. I also presume to have this agreement you want something from me?" I asked.

"Yes, I want to know what they did to you, and if you were giving any information from them. Like bases, more operations, anything we missed." Fury wanted to know everything. Even things he already knew, he wanted to confirm if it was right.

"Well no, they told me nothing. I was just their experimental doll, after all." My tone was filled with well hidden hatred, but Fury noticed this. He raised an eyebrow and we did some finalizing over the agreement.

He told me that I would have to answer his call if I wanted that technology since I don't have knowledge.

I only made a few demands like, I don't want a profile. They won't get any blood, I'll work alone most of the time and that my abilities won't be used unless they are necessary. I've mastered lots of weapons and I'll use that while I'm with SHIELD.

He fine with all of it and nodded. I decided to give him some advice, before he could leave.

"You should do a sweep in your security and profile system. Hydra has exactly hackers and infiltrators." I said. He nodded and with a wave of his hand the doors open.

...

"Everything will be setup within a few hours. Enjoy your look around the base." Said a agent. I walked around the base looking again for the science department. I wanted technology. I can make better things with better technology and weapons as well.

'I'm not running around in a spandex if I don't have to.' I don't even want to have something that tight on my lower body. I wonder how Peter never got a Wedgy.

...

<A few hours later>

I was being drove to my apartment by another random agent. SHIELD pulled some strings and did some hacking and got me an apartment. They also set me up a bank account to send me money.

Me and the agent didn't speak the whole way there which was nice and just what I needed. Everything that happened today has made me mentally exhausting. The only thing I want right now is to eat some pizza, jump into a nice hot bath, a comfy bed, and finally go to sleep without it being because I passed out.

At the Hydra base the only reason I got "sleep" was because they would torture me till I lost consciousness. It was never real sleep. I lacked real sleep ever since coming to this world.

The drive was a few hours long and when we got to the apartment complex the agent just gave me the keys and told me the number before driving off.

"Finally, I can really be alone." I breathed out and walked into the already furnished building. The first thing your greeted to us a hall. You can see four doors down the hall.

The hall had a opening to the left and right across from each other. That was where the living room and the kitchen was. The living room was big. The couch was in an L shape with a square foot rest in the middle. The couch was grey, the carpets were white and in front of the couch was 70 inch flat screen TV on a black wooden stand, with class windows on the stand.

He was amazed by the quality of the living room and didn't notice the music that was playing. It was a soft piano piece playing from a stereo inside the stand. In the middle of the room was a black glass table in the shape of a rectangle.

The living room looked spectacular. I looked over to the kitchen and it was just as pristine as the living room. When you first look into it, you see a island counter that's made of marble. The floor had octagon shaped white tiles on it.

There was a big silver refrigerator that I just had to open. The cold air burst out the refrigerator hitting my face. It was already filled and organized into. I had multiple drinks, juices, and smoothies on the door.

It was like heaven looking at all this. You can take a wild guess at what I ate at Hydra. Across from the refrigerator was a gas stove. The kitchen was perfect for him. It was also spacious, not as much as the living room though.

I then left the room walking calmly down the hall and slightly heightened my hearing to listen to the piano piece that was playing. The apartment was a two bedroom and two bathroom apartment.

It was about sunset and he wanted to have the person night. He went into the bathroom and started a bath that was the perfect mix between hot and cold. He then went to his room and looked in his closet.

He had clothes that were just bought. He could tell from the tags that were still on them. He got a wolf fur robe and placed it in the bathroom. He then got a blanket from his room and sat it on couch.

He then turned off the stereo and turned on the TV. Eren had a plan. He was going to take a warm bath, order some pizza, watch a movie while he was wrapped up in his blanket, and fall asleep watching a movie.

Eren got to the bathroom and stripped down. He looked back in the mirror and looked at his chiseled body. All the memories and everything he went through resurfaced as he moved his hands over his torso.

His healing factor makes it so that his skin is always in perfect condition, and that no scars are left behind. The only proof that he has to show for all his pain over the last four years is his body, his powers, his endurance, and combat capability.

'I endured four years of restless torture, fighting, experimenting and captivity just for this moment. A moment of true rest and a place that I can finally call home. Good food to eat, a nice place to sleep, and a place to rehabilitate.' As he thought this a small smile graced his face.

He then commenced operation: Relax