The Truth of Rachel McKinley
Charlie had spent hours teaching Mariss and most of her team the basics of hacking through a firewall. She knew in order to not land in last place, every member of her team would need to know the basics, and that included Rachel.
Rachel had refused to join them in the computer labs over the last week and a half, saying she didn’t need the help of some nobody. Her total distain for Charlie only seemed to grow the more Charlie helped the group and fell into a more leader role.
It has gotten to the point that Charlie couldn’t be bothered to fight with Rachel anymore. Her best bet, to pass the upcoming test, was to teach the rest of the team basics, and hope Rachel could tell a firewall from a basic password.
Charlie was currently sitting alone in the dark computer lab with her agent level two badge hanging from her hip. Her fingers floated over the keyboard, not even ghosting them with her touch. Her eyes, however, shined with a bright purple glow as her eyes skimmed the forming test line across the screen. Although her fingers we’re physically typing the code, the code still appeared on the screen by her hand.
Charlie doesn’t use her powers very often. Her ability to essentially become one with a computer has had no effect on her ability to hack her way into a government agency. Out of pure stubborness, Charlie hadn’t used her powers when she hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D. or the C.I.A. If anyone were to ask Charlie why, she would say something along the lines of ‘it was more of a challenge that way’, but she was trying to prove something. Trying to prove to Tony that she would amount to something, something useful. Trying to prove to herself that she wasn’t useless.
The code Charlie as currently implementing into the system was one to recover deleted sites the computer has visited over the last month. She wouldn’t need information from that far back, as the recruits have only had access to the computers over the last two weeks, but it was better safe than sorry.
The code came up with basically nothing. Thomas DeLias from another team tried to contact his girlfriend, but failed. Zachary Jackson, a man from her team, looked up porn one night, gross. She wouldn’t be able to look him in the eys for at least a week. The only bit of information that might lead to something is that Rachel had sent an email to William Young.
As quick and easy as snapping her fingers, Charlie recovered the email.
Good Evening Sir,
I write to you with an update on my team. I have faith they will pass the upcoming test, Colette Wyatt has taken on the leadership role as you suspected. She has taken on the duty of teaching each team member the basics of hacking. Even Marissa Haynes should be able to break through the test firewall.
I fear my purposeful distancing of myself from my team might become harmful to the success of the recruits. Wyatt will start investigating if I continue to stay on this route. I request a change of demeanour to stall this risk.
Alex Manson has been asking too many questions. He is sticking to Wyatt’s side, only deturring when he finds me alone. I may need to intervene.
All the others seem to be oblivious to our mission. I will update if that changes.
Rachel McKinley
Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Charlie fell into the back of her chair with a huff, her eyes returned to their natural shade of green.
Rachel is a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent running an undercover op with Young.
All evidence points to Rachel and Young being the recruiters for HYDRA, but Charlie knew it wasn’t that easy. There was something she was missing and she didn’t have the authority to find out. She would have to bring this lead to Fury.
Charlie ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.
It was never that easy.