Savior?
Six nights ago
“What did you just do!?” Niko shouted flailing his arms in the air, dropping the long sharp metal spike he had been about to use, “What did you do June!?”
June took a frightened step back; Niko was dangerous when he was angry.
“I just didn’t want you to--”
“To what?! Kill him? He is dangerous! He is working with SHIELD for pete’s sake!” Niko was roaring now.
“He said they would take care of me,” June whimpered. Niko just laughed incredulously.
“They’re SHIELD! They don’t help people! They use people!”
“I’m sorry…” June mumbled.
“Good. Open that portal back up.”
“Are you going to kill him?” June’s question was met with a hand to the face. Tears welled in her eyes; the slap had stung.
“Open the damn portal and don’t question me!” Niko shouted.
June didn’t argue any more less she be slapped again. As she opened the portal while Niko formed the scattered pieces of the metal suit into some kind of robot looking thing. He changed a few things about it. He used extra metal to add in horns and spikes, then he sent through the portal to the 1800s. Niko turned his attention back toward June.
“Now go to your room, so you don’t screw anything else up.”
June obediently ran to the ladder that led to her section of the loft; she rushed up it, and ran to her sleeping mat. There she curled up in small ball and cried to herself. Niko knew about her power to make portals, but he didn’t know about her telepathy. She had never told him, but also never used it on him. She didn’t want to spy on her protector.
She had liked the man in the metal suit who had come to take her. What he had said was that SHIELD would take care of her, but what he had been thinking was that he would take care of her. His thoughts had been genuine, and it had occurred to her he had no intention of taking her to SHIELD. There was fear of SHIELD somewhere in the back of his mind, but she hadn’t been able to see it, but when Niko had ripped his suit off and pinned him against the wall, and lifted a metal spike to murder him with, June had seen a different fear. It had been in big bold letters painted all over his mind. It was a fear of dying and leaving a pregnant wife behind. June had made a split second decision, and thrown him through a portal before Niko had the chance to kill him.
June stopped crying at the sound of Nicko’s phone ringing.
“Niko here,” He answered, and then there was a long silence before he continued, “Yes it's done,” Then he hung up.