A bright light blinded her as she slowly opened her eyes, but it didn't seem like they were going to get used to it. She didn't feel anything at all, as if her mind was detached from her body. Her vision unclear she could only see hazy shadows moving around her. Then one rather large shadow moved closer to her and she could hear a distinct sound without any meaning to her. After a while she was able to recognise the sound as words. The shadow must be speaking to her! And slowly she was able to make out the words and understand them.
"What is your name?"
It was such a simple question and yet she had to think very hard for the answer. What was her name? Did she have one? Everyone had a name, right? As the time went by she still wasn't able to give an answer. The shadow spoke again, but not to her. She couldn't hear it and wasn't given any time to try to comprehend, as seemingly out of nowhere a fierce pain surged throughout her. It was the first time she was able to feel her body again though she immediately wanted it to stop. She could hear a distinct sound again. A buzzing… no. A scream, and it grew louder and louder until she realised that the origin of this scream was herself. But even knowing this she couldn't make herself stop until suddenly something shifted inside her mind. The pain stopped. She stopped screaming.
"What is your name?" The shadow asked again. And this time she didn't have to ponder on the answer. She knew now.
"Skye Hunter." She answered emotionless, monotone, almost robotic.
"What is your profession?"
"Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 7."
"Family?"
"None."
"Connection to Loki Odinson?"
"None."
"Good. The process was successful. Skye Holmes is now Agent Skye Hunter." Hardly hearing those last words, Skye lost her grip on the real world and slipped back into unconsciousness.