OT Daisy and Alex
Nick Fury fucking hated Halloween. This was kind of a new development given the last couple years, and up until then he'd been pretty neutral about it since it didn't particularly affect him one way or another. Kids didn't come trick or treating in his building and what the hell was Nick Fury going to dress up for as Halloween (any suggestions of pirate could result in a bullet to the head)? So it didn't really matter much, but that was before zombies and that was before demons. Mother fucking demons. The list of crazy shit Nick had seen in his life just got longer. He'd encountered demons once before but it had been singular, demon, and it hadn't been anything like this madness.
S.H.I.E.L.D. descended on the sleepy town in helicopters with high powered firearms some loaded with silver bullets and others with rubber ones for the reported possessed civilians. Nick wasn't actually sure how much damage they were going to be able to do without holy water and priests and shit, but these weren't things that S.H.I.E.L.D. exactly had handy. Terrorists? Espionage? Other dimensions? Check, check, and check. Paranormal strike force? He'd have to bring that one up at the next budgeting meeting, obviously.
When the helicopters were landed Nick gave his orders and sent out agents, then waited with weapon readied for the arrival of another helicopter bearing his caterpillars. They didn't enough to do, and if nothing else this could be a learning experience for everyone.