Chapter 1
Ward
The small cafe was silent apart from 80s music in the background and the soft clicks of Skye's fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard.
He needs this mission done, John's boss, a head of hydra wanted it to be completed by today. If not then the repercussions will be torture than compliance.
His foot tapped impatiently as Skye huffed and rolled her eyes at the composer he was in.
It was only until two policemen walked in, made him fidget and pretend to read the issued menu.
Till Skye talked about trust, which had caught his attention. She talked about how people betray a team for evil the did he catch on that she must have known.
Her brown eyes were humorous and a smirk playing on her soft lips got his attention to her laptop screen. His face stared back at a wanted poster.
"Hail Hydra" she whispered to him before running out of the cafe leaving him to fight with the policemen.
Ducking under a blow to his right eye, he caught a glimpse of Skye chatting to the police to take her in.
His patience had worn off now, giving the officers a shot to the chest he rushed out of the cafe.
Skye had caught his eye, she ran passed the officers and into the front seat of the car.
Unseen to both someone landed on the car, crashing the bonnet. Mike Peterson had arrived and put his hand through the windshield and proceeded to choke Skye till she passed out.
Back at the stolen plane, the two men passed back angry comments.
"You weren't supposed to harm her."
Ward was pissed, John promised no harm would come to Skye unless it was necessary.
"I'm taking orders from Garret, who is taking orders from a Head. And this Head wanted her to be captured with any means necessary. Hell, this Head recommended harm." Mike yelled back, stepping closer to Ward.
He could see the scarring on mikes face, all scary. If he didn't know any better he would have been greatly intimidated.
Yet a call broke out, a request for a landing of a quinjet. John is finally here, he would know.
Making his way to the bottom of the docking area his mode ran with thoughts of John's boss.
Even low-level agents heard about this Hydra Head. A young female, extremely talented spy, no one has seen her but walks the streets like any random person.
Rumours said that she is a ruthless killer and has been said to be wanted in many countries. Yet the craziest rumour that didn't seem so wild now, she holds powers strong enough to rip apart countries.
Before he would have called this all crap but, Aliens in New York, Resurrection, a super-powered man from the 70s. Anything is possible.
Garret looked happy to see him, but the man was swaying on his feet and it wasn't from the plane.
His face had taken an Ill pale tone with sweat beading at his forehead making his greying hair slick.
Leading Garret down to the common room to lay down on sofas, only to see Mike with Skye who's now was um-cuffed.
John must have read his expression before speaking up, "I told him to let her out, she can't be locked up due to orders."
Everything that happened next wasn't attended to happen.
Skye was given a bag which she expected and walked off with no guards to make sure she ran away.
John ordered him to be quiet, the Hydra personnel that stood around. Now he noticed these weren't Garrett's men but the high-level ones for the Hydra Heads.
Time wasn't counted until Skye walked around the corner. Yet this wasn't the Skye he had grown to like.
She had changed from her blue flannel, jeans and white flats to something that he could never see.
A long black sleeve shirt with the iconic red Hydra logo with a bullet, proof vest on top. Cargo pants with a band wrapped around the top of her thigh that held a pistol and a frowning knife.
Combat boots that probably held smaller knives. Complaining the outfits was her long hair was put back in a French braid and a smirk loose on her lips. She looked everything like the perfect Hydra agent everything John wanted him to be.
Only to surprise him more was that the Guards and Garret had saluted at her before saying the 'Hail Hydra' and then everything clicked.
An extremely talented spy that would walk the streets. Skye 'lived' in a van and walked the streets of New York freely.
Wanted in many countries. Skye would opt out of missions that took place in countries like Spain or China that included Government officials.
A ruthless killer. Skye made it like she could shoot a gun and fight badly then claiming that she was a quick learner when she showed a promise in the s skills after a few sessions.
All her talk about trust earlier he noticed was to catch him off guard. Yet she knew since she arrived, that Garrett had told him that his boss was pleased that he was here. She planned to get captured by S.H.I.E.L.D.
But there was nothing she needed. Hydra has been in S.H.I.E.L.D since World War Two yet she chose to be on the bus even though he was here. Was it for her entertainment or simply because she didn't trust him that much?
She stalked closer to him, the smell of vanilla was in his nose as she leaned down to his ear. Before once again a whispering the words.
'Hail Hydra' the world around him encased in black as she looked at him with hard brown eyes.
Fitz and Simmons
Hydra agents had caught them spying on the bus. May and Coulson were on their way, and Skye was nowhere but possibly on the bus. And Trip was back at the hotel sorting through files which he wanted to do as he quoted 'don't think I could control myself if I ever saw Garret or Ward"
The biggest shock to the team was Ward who tanks to Skye's clue and one the death of an Agent.
But they were shoved into a cell in an unconscious Ward. Which wasn't good at all.
Fitz who was in denial about the whole situation was looking at Ward sadly.
"Maybe he was compelled and then managed to get free and they were angry so..." he mumbled running a hand through his curls.
Jemma stayed quiet, not looking at Ward not even as the plane took off.
"Skye..." Wards grit voice spoke as he woke up from what seemed like a shot from the Icer.
Jemma glared at him while Fitz seemed to ignore him altogether.
"Answers now Ward." Jemma spat out, unlike her soft voice that we used mostly had made Fitz's head whip around now also wanting the answers.
"Since I'll be stuck here with you two and a Hydra head outside which means I'll get locked up both ways I guess talking to you two doesn't seem at risky."
Fitz and Jemma paled and panicked, a Hydra head in the Bus that was flying them to an unknown location.
Both looked at Ward not speaking until he finished his tale.
"Long story short, Garrett took me in at 15. Trained me then put me in the academy. I was Hydra all this time. A low-level spy with no use.
Until Garrett got me a job from the Head. Bring back information on how Coulson was brought back. So that's what I did. Forming relationships with anyone has not required it was my own free will."
Yet the two couldn't find it in themselves to trust him.
"We still don't trust you." They both simultaneously spoke like their minds were the same.
"I would trust him if I was you."
Both heads wiped around to see Skye dressed as a Hydra Field agent.
"S..." Fitz said before Jemma shot in a look. Both of their faces melded into sadness, betrayal and anger.
"That's the Hydra Head," Ward spoke up next to them. They were in a line in front of her, looking like prisoners getting ready for a death sentence.
"Now Garrett wants you all killed, yes even you Ward. I'm giving you a chance to run or die. Be in the Cargo Bay and get a parachute. The ramp will be open fully for five seconds so I guess you better get going before my agents catch you."
Skye steps aside, each look from the agents seemed to make her happier in turn made them angry.
Simmons fumbled with the attachment as her hands shook. Combined with shock and the last time she jumped out of the plane was to sign her death papers.
The noise, the cold air rushed in, and as soon as it opened they all jumped. Ward had at the second before he jumped he grabbed Fitz's arm pulling him out which pulled Jemma out as she held her best friend's hand.
Only then managed to drop the tracker on the plane.
It was peaceful seeing the world from here. All green grass and blue lakes. They gradely fell to earth, for which Jemma was very much grateful.
There was a tumble, Fitz and managed to get himself tangled to her amusement and even to Wards whose mouth ticked at the corner.
May had appeared later, and after a lengthy discussion let Ward get in the car and head back to where Trip was.
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Later back in the hotel a sombre mood hung thickly in the air. With reluctance, Coulson and Trip trusted Ward just enough to see them through this mess.
They thought Ward's betrayal was bad but Skye's hit harder than ever.
Once the anger has settled they missed her.
She could always make everyone laugh and her personality brought everyone together. May had one out of her shell since Bahrain and Coulson were almost seeing her as the daughter he never got to have.
But it was worse for Fitz and Simmons more so for Fitz. The two shared their love for tech, even creating a security system for the bus.
The team couldn't get any sleep due to many things and the fact that Phil has taken to writing on the whiteboard with a squeaky pen.
The new everyone was looking at him how, so he stood up in front of the board.
"So it's all connected, all of it since our first mission. Cybertech funded the centipede program which both leaders believed in the clairvoyant. Which we now know as John Garrett. Ward was sent on the bus to figure out how I came back." Phil looked directly at Ward who avoided the gaze.
"But I don't understand how Skye fits into this. We know she is the head of Hydra. And she sent Ward on the plane so she had no rea..." before he could carry on, all eyes fell on Fitz's as he started to speak.
"Um- the bus is near a Cyberteach facility, that's where they are."
Even before the sentence everyone had gotten up and was getting ready for the mission.
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Nick Fury look down at Phil who was laying on the ground covered from bullet fire.
"Sir." Phil stood up brushing off his clothes. He laughed a bit, Phil was always nervous around him like most agents.
"She's dangerous," Nick said looking as Skye was fighting with May. She was not the beginning fighter she had been after being taught by Ward. Now she look unstoppable, her fluid movements matched Mays.
"I know a way how to stop her, it's difficult and not tested yet." Phil was curious, he never really stopped hating Skye. Though she may be Hydra there was still a tugging sensation every time he looked at her and still wished she was here.
"Please tell me, Sir." In his eyes, everyone deserved a second chance, and Skye being young there was a high chance she grew up Hydra so she never had a choice.
"An experiment made by top Scientists at the base that I'm staying at now. The process will de-age the subject. Will will go through the prop with Skye and raise her, much better than Hydra would have and hopefully let her have the childhood she deserved."
It was smart, but Phil could sense a 'but' he gave Nick raised eyebrows to say what needed to be said.
"But for Skye's sake and ours, she will need her memory's erased as we did to yours."
His eyes widened, was it the nicest thing to do to someone? No. Was there an only possible way to save her and the rest? Yes
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The fight had finished, and Skye had vanished, probably back to Hydra.
Phil has now become the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D, and with orders from Fury to whenever they catch Daisy to call him and he would take her to his private base to do the rest.
And Simmons and an Agent called Barbara/Bobbie have been sent to infiltrate Hydra on strict rules to capture Skye or stay away from her.