Awaken the darkness
Skye, acting like she was possessed, lunged forward, only to be intercepted by Daisy, who cut right to the chase and punched her twin square in the stomach. But Skye didn’t fall, she stood still as if the hit didn’t faze her.
“Encountering resistance to completing objective.” Skye said “Eliminating resistance.”
Skye reached out and began to choke Daisy with both hands. “Skye… Stop it!” Daisy forced out, but Skye began to squeeze harder and harder.
“Get your hands off her!” Scott shouted as she began to lose consciousness. He, May and Fitz ran towards the two when Skye let go with one hand and the three felt themselves being knocked back into the walls and furniture.
Skye or rather, Agent Seven, had her powers all along.
“Alright, not more mister nice guy…” Scott yelled, slamming his fist into the floor. He stayed low to the ground, closed his eyes and reached out with is hand, repeating “Gotta focus… gotta focus.”
Daisy’s vision was starting to turn black, when three loud pops echoed through the plane. She felt the vice grip around her neck disappear and the grey image of the woman she’d come to see as a family slump down onto the floor. Daisy soon found herself collapsing to her knees. She rubbed her eyes and breathed deeply for a few moments before he vision cleared.
Skye was lying in a heap on the floor, the impact wounds of three ICER rounds in her back.
Scott quickly got himself off the floor and ran over to Daisy, helping her up. The two embraced, with her crying into his chest and him kissing the top of her head. “I’ve got you.” He told her.
“Don’t let go” she whispered back “Don’t ever let go”.
“Never.”
“She wasn’t talking in her sleep.” Simmons noted, shaken at what happened “She was warning me.”
“Let’s get her back into bed,” Scott suggested
“And maybe tie her down.” added Fitz added from the side of the room.
Scott and May picked Skye up and carried her back to the bed. Scott walked over to what was normally his underwear draw and examined the hole he’d put in it before opening it and removing the fired ICER.
“And this is why I keep a spare…” He said, sliding it into his holster.
“So Rodgers can resurrect the dead as super soldiers?” May asked, overwhelmed. “That goes against everything he’s ever said…”
“You’ve never met a politician who wasn’t a ‘Do as I say, not as I do’ type?” Jemma answered “The whole ‘restrict science’ thing sounded fishy from the start.”
“He only wants the best toys for himself…” Fitz said, struggling to his feet. “Those soldiers back at the airfield must have been a similar project.”
“So, now what?” Scott asked as they stood around the bottom of the stairs on the airport tarmac.
“May” Daisy suggested “You take guard duty. Fitz, you should get cracking on that engine. Jemma, we need to take stock of our resources and Doc, keep an eye on your wife. She’s going to need you when she wakes up.”
“Doc?” The pregnant woman asked.
“We need some way to tell the two of you apart” Daisy said “Calling you ‘Doctor Simmons’ all the time is a mouthful and ‘Pregnant Lady’ won’t last much longer. If you or… you, come up with a better idea, let us know.”
“Jas… Call me Jas.”
“Jas?” Daisy asked
“Jemma Anne Simmons. J A S. Jas. When ‘Skye’ was still ‘Daisy’, that’s what she’d call me. All our stuff at the base was labeled with our initials and she just started calling me that and it stuck.”
“I guess ‘Jas’ it is then…” Scott said
“What are you and Scott going to do?” May asked
“Head into town, scope the place out and see what resources we can acquire.”
“You just want some alone time” Fitz responded.
Daisy looked at Scott “We need it…”they said together.
The pair climbed into the car and headed out.
“We spent so much time worrying about Skye, we forgot where we were and what we were doing.” Daisy said.
“We so need a vacation…” Scott said “Or at least some private time. Just the two of us. Wanna find a motel?”
“Work first.” Daisy said “Fun time later.”
“Yes Ma’am.”He said.
Daisy leaned forward and put her hands to her head.
“You alright?” Scott asked.
“It’s just… the last year has been one thing after another.”
“Daisy, that basically described our lives with SHIELD. Centpide, HYDRA, Ward, Hive, Aida, Ivanov, the Framework, The kree, Hale, the Confederacy, Tablot losing his marbels, Coulson almost dying again and now Skye and this whole mess. And that’s just in the time we’ve known each other. One problem gets fixed, another rears its ugly head.”
“I just… sometimes I wish I was just a normal girl with a normal life… normal job, normal friends… maybe a normal guy…”
“…That’s why you didn’t want them to take out the power inhibitor…” Scott said, finally understanding.
“That and the whole ‘Destroyer of Worlds’ thing” she said.
“Who says you can’t be. Normal is relative… You can have a big house, with a picket fence, kids playing out in the yard and still kick ass 9 to 5…”
They saw a gas station and decided to pull over to do some basic fact finding.
“Well, this doesn’t help” Scott said “Last newspaper they’ve got in a national edition USA Today. But, take a look at this.”
He handed her the paper.
“Have we gone back in time? This is dated for May…”
“Or time on this world is somehow moving differently. Maybe a millisecond slower or something.”
She looked up at him.
“I watched a lot of ‘Sliders’ when I was a kid”
“I don’t recognize any of these names.” Daisy said as different directional road signs pasted “We’re definitely not in the northeast anymore.”
“At least everything is still in English.”
“True.”
“We’re gonna need cover stories.” Scott pointed out
“So ‘Young couple in love on a long road trip’ not cutting it?”
“Well, I thought that part was a given…” He said with a smile.
“This seems to be a good enough place to start.” Daisy said, pointing to a large road sign
"Central City: 10 miles."
TO BE CONTIUNED
in
AGENTS OF SHIELD: OPERATION EXILES
Volume 2
"CRISIS ON EARTH ONE"