"Let’s do a head count here: a Master Assassin; An atlantean
soldier; a clone with breath-taking anger management issues;
An alien telepath; a couple of badass fighters, and YOU, big
fella, you’ve managed to piss off every single one of them. And
there’s one other guy you pissed off. His name’s Wally.”
I re-did it because I had an idea once the other one was already published. So meh. Here’s another slightly changed version of the original which is here.
Again. Coulson’s dead, Wally’s dead, it just fit. Now to do my homework.