A plan is made.

Storming down the flight deck of his Helicarrier with a squad of security agents with him, armed and ready, Nick Fury was every bit his name sake when he stepped out of the command pulpit and marched down the flight deck towards a crowd forming on the other side of the ship, a football field’s distance from where he walked. Flight deck crews and pilots scrambled to put out fires all around him. A harrier transport nearby burned while the crew tried to put it out and others were putting a blanket over the remains of an agent… The half they were able to find. The wendigo they still had contained were still **** and caged, monitored by the rest of the flight deck guards and medical staff who kept their eyes on them. But what brought Fury’s blood to a boil was finding the Richards family and almost half the Avengers standing around a wendigo sitting on the deck awake and sitting while Doctor Strange and Reed Richards checked it over as if it were a pet at a veterinary clinic. The doctor magically conjured pants for the creature to wear while having its arm lifted and lowered and telling it to open and close its mouth. Meanwhile Richards inspected a collar over its neck, taking notes. The guards nearby did nothing to stop them or detain the whole lot for all this mess.

He was not just furious, he was livid.

“WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STANDING AROUND?!!!! ARREST THEM! NOW!!!” Barked the Director, pointing an accusing finger back at Reed Richards who got to his feet and backed up with his hands up while the SHIELD guards behind Fury aimed at him and his family.

“But sir, he’s in control of himself now.” Replied one of the armed guards standing with the Richards family, looking up to the Agent Carl just as he stood to his feet and towered over everyone save for the THING and She-Hulk.

“It’s true sir…” Agent Carl answered, rubbing a clawed hand to his stomach with a grimace, the guilt of knowing he ATE someone before he could be stopped still weighed heavily over his shoulders. “They… They managed to stop me before I could do any more…”

“SOMEBODY GET THIS ANIMAL IN A CAGE ALREADY!” Barked Fury, waving to his guards who surrounded the Wendigo who had his hands up.

“That is enough Director Fury, we have a means of tempering this threat now and the collar is living proof of that.” Stood Stephen Strange, his arms outstretched and standing between Fury and his entourage and the Richards Family behind him. “All we need do is create more to control the worst aspects of the curse to reclaim those lost to it.”

“It was a mistake to invite you for that damn study, I should have just doped that animal up in the RAFT and thrown away the goddamn key!”

“Fury, my collar works, please just let me make more and we can…”

“NOT ANOTHER DAMN WORD RICHARDS! I want these animals caged and put below decks while we contain this shit-storm!” Turning his attention back to the Fantastic Four and other Avengers, Director Fury pointed to the group guarding the lone sane wendigo in their midst. “And have them arrested.”

“Daddy?” Worried Valaria as she and Franklin gathered behind their father and the rest of them looked ready to fight.

“That’s enough Fury!” Turning around and glaring with his good eye, the director shook his head in disappointment when he spotted Captain America and the rest of the Avengers show up. Standing behind the star-spangled super soldier were Thor, Iron Man, Wasp and Black Widow. The five joining the rest of the Avengers present where Steve Rogers nodded back to the worried father and rested his hand over his shoulder. “If Professor Richards has a way of pacifying these people then we should go with what he has available.”

“YOU are NOT in charge here Captain!” Accused Fury, most of his entourage aiming their weapons at the team and having difficulty focusing on who to divide their attention on. “You will detain the Richards family and that… THING and bring them down to lower decks to be detained until further notice!”

Looking down at Valaria and Franklin looking up at him from behind their father, Captain America stepped forward and looked down at the fuming director. “I didn’t join SHIELD to put children in handcuffs.”

Taking a step back, Fury looked to his guards and back to the Avengers and Fantastic Four, then reached for his ear intercom to the rest of the Helicarrier. “I need a team of Hulk Busters up on the flight deck right…” Frozen in place, Nicholas Fury and his guards became paralyzed on the spot while mandalas of arcane energy circled the man and his team. The intercom in his ear continued to buzz and repeat radio chatter requesting details of the director’s request, getting nothing in return from the man but dead air while standing stone stiff.

With his hands still up and keeping the enchantment going, Doctor Strange sighed. Turning to look to the others, the Sorcerer Supreme made a smirk. “Anyone object?” His smile never leaving his face to find the Avengers and Richards family shrug and shake their heads. Even the other SHIELD staff could not object with a man who could turn you into a statue on the spot.

“So, what do we do with Chewbacca over here?” Pointed Ben Grimm back at the former SHIELD agent turned wendigo, the towering creature.

“Chewy has a NAME pal!” Scoffed Agent Carl, crossing his arms and glaring down at the stone skinned man who did the same.

“He’s also wearing the ONLY thing to get Susan back.” Jen worried, approaching the Wendigo and eyeing the metal collar around his neck. “What if we take it off?”

“The moment we do, the hunger will overtake him again.” Explained Reed. “And we’ll be right back to trying to contain a rampaging wendigo on a warpath to eat everyone on this ship.”

“Perhaps not.” Approaching the tall wendigo and pointing a finger towards the collar around his neck, Doctor Strange muttered an incantation, one that formed a mandala of sigils around the confused beast man as the others watched. The wendigo looking around himself as the mandalas grew more complex.

“I thought you said you couldn’t reverse the wendigo curse?” Wondered Reed out loud, watching the man wave his hands in arcane gestures and focused his attention on the Wendigo’s neck.

“I cannot… But I can duplicate objects.” Reaching out with one of his hands, Stephen Strange plucked at the collar with his fingers and pulled, creating a copy, and another, and another, and another until a crude chain of metal rings appeared and circled around the sorcerer and stacked neatly between his outstretched hands. “I take it these will suffice for now?”

Offering the dozen or so collars to Mr. Fantastic, Reed smiled and looked back to the rest of his friends and family. “Well, easy part’s over, now we just have to find her.”

Looking out over the city where fires still burned and roars echoed out, the Four and Avengers grimaced. “Yeah… Easier said than done!”