I'll be the watcher (of the eternal flame)
This was a nightmare.
The team had gotten wind of an 0-8-4 in the middle of Wales; an Asgardian weapon which had gotten into the hands of a group of insane Korean nationalists. Apparently, they'd been protesting for years against the rapid spread of Taekwondo schools worldwide, arguing that the martial art should have stayed in the military, Korea's secret weapon.
When May heard this, she snorted derisively. "It's a bit late for that. Idiots. Taekwondo's one of the most popular martial arts in the world."
"Since when have insane terrorists listened to logic?" Skye countered. She typed furiously on her laptop, then grinned. "They're not great at covering their tracks, either. Why on Earth would you plan an attack on Discord?"
"What's Discord?" Fitzsimmons and Ward asked simultaneously, before looking at each other, startled. The hacker sighed, shaking her head.
"Hopeless, the lot of you. That doesn't matter. What does is that we know where the attack is due. May, I'll send you the coordinates now."
"Hopefully we can get there before the attack even happens," Coulson said. "Do we know how many hostiles?"
Skye frowned. "Sorry, AC. They didn't give numbers."
"Okay. May, Ward?" They both nodded. "We're not sure what the weapon does. I'll need you both with me on this."
"Of course." Ward replied. May was silent, but it was clear she was in as well.
Skye caught her breath. "Uh, AC?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's a training course. For assistant Taekwondo instructors."
"Makes sense. There'll be teachers and students there. Stop the teachers and the students who'd replace them."
"The minimum age is 14. The majority of the people there are kids." Coulson's brow furrowed in worry.
"Let's just hope we get there in time."
May was already in the cockpit.