"The Indiana Jones?" Scott was still paralyzed with amazement. "I mean, no offense, Cap, I love that you decided to visit and all-" "Relax, kid," Indy shook his head and attempted to calm Lang. "We got work to do." "Work?" Ant-Man was confused. "We're going after the Ark, Scott," Cap cleared off the kitchen table and put a myriad of files on it. They were from the OSS, SHIELD, the CIA, and FBI. Everything he could get out of the computers on the Ark, Red Skull, and Cobra without arousing suspicion. Fury probably thought he was just trying to connect the dots, but Steve had already done that for the most part. The only question that lingered was what the Skull was going to use the Ark for. In the right hands, hands that knew how to use it, it could be used to level cities or countries. "I thought we were specifically told not to do that," Lang rubbed the back of his neck. "Scott, since when have you been worried about doing what was right?" Cap ribbed the ex-con. Scott Lang had lived a life of crime nearly his whole life. He was stealing by age five, cat burgling by sixteen, and when he was thirty, he stole money from his company to repay customers who had been severely overcharged. He was caught for that one, and served three years in prison. The time away from his family killed him, but he was making up for it now. Scott was a good man, a terrific father, and a great hero. Cap didn't care where people came from, as long as they fought for the right side. "Since I don't want to go back to prison?" Scott replied bluntly. "He's got a point," Indy elbowed Cap in the shoulder. "You're not helping," Steve rolled his eyes at Jones. "This is all we have on the Ark and who took it. What I need to know is what it does." "To be honest, we were never really sure of that," Jones tosses his hat down on the table. "But it's got power. It wiped the island Marion and I were on clean of the Nazis that were there. Some disgusting stuff. I don't know if they didn't know how to use it or what, but it backfired on them." Steve rubbed his chin and looked over the information in front of him, while Ant-Man kicked his feet up, "There you go! It fries bad guys. Maybe we should just let Cobra do whatever the hell the want, and let the Ark do its thing. Would make our job a hell of a lot easier." "This is Red Skull we're talking about," Cap shook his head. "He's going to be way more prepared. If anyone can figure out how to use this thing, it'll be him." "We just have to figure out what that end goal is." "That's where Scott comes in," Cap smiled at his teammate. "Oh this is not going to be fun."