Chapter 229: Returned to Marvel
Dave woke up to the ringing of his phone. As he picked it up and placed it near his ear, he mumbled lazily, "Heeey," while gently nudging Trish aside as she lay half on top of him.
They had returned to the Marvel world just last night and had fallen asleep after an intense exercise.
"You're still asleep? Shouldn't the CEO of a company be a bit more responsible?" Dave heard as he glanced at the phone, recognizing the bald eagle logo on the screen.
"What's up, Fury?" he asked lazily.
Nick Fury's sigh echoed from the other side. "There's an urgent matter I need your help with—and by urgent, I mean demonic matter," he said, before abruptly cutting the call.
Dave yawned. "A demonic matter, huh? Am I finally going to Hell?" he muttered, scratching his head as he stood up and stretched. After getting ready, he stepped out of his building and got into the car waiting for him.
"Yo, Phil, you're alive," Dave said, looking at him with a relaxed expression.
Phil raised an eyebrow. "You don't look all that surprised."
Dave smirked. "Hmm, with SHIELD having access to all that alien tech, I wouldn't be surprised if this was your clone."
Phil chuckled, arms crossed. "And what makes you think I'm not a clone, but the real deal?"
Dave yawned and stretched lazily. "I'm part demon now—half, at least. I can see people's souls. Yours hasn't changed since the last time I saw it."