As soon as Jemma and Daisy entered the framework, the Zephyr shook. No one was sure why, but Yoyo thought maybe it had to do with new driver. Was he somewhat oblivious on how the plane operated she wondered. Or did it have to do with the fact that she had just sent to of her friends to a virtual reality in order to reunite with their friends. What was the pilots name she thought to herself as she looked at her bruised and bloodied friends. Agent Davis she realised and pondered if these flying skills would be allowed if Coulson was on board, let alone May.
For some reason, sitting with Jemma and Daisy calmed Yoyo. She was unsure if this was because they were the only people she knew on the aircraft, or that for once they had a plan that made somewhat sense. Watching terminator should be a part of the requirement process instead of exams, she realised as she started to dose into a slumber; something that unlike her friends she would wake up from.
"HOW DID YOU GET ON THIS AIRCRAFT?" she heard Agent Piper yell from the control room at the top of her lungs. "Agent Rodriguez" she continued, "You need to see this".
Yoyo sprinted as fast as she could, which is saying something. When she reached the area of the concern, which was dimly lit due to both the lack of agents awake and the late hour that it was, she noticed two people. Two individuals that she had never seen before. The first one that she noticed was a rosy cheeked individual, with red hair to match. She was not particularly tall, Yoyo noticed having only been around ten centre-metres taller then Jemma. She also noticed the glasses on her face, hipster or blind? Yoyo questioned as she looked at her. She definitely had not tried to hide her entrance, at least according to her outfit. She was wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt, a denim jacket and a pair of black Doc Martens which were fitter with red, yellow and green laces. Hippie or stoner? She questioned as she studied what she was wearing.
Behind this bright individual, was her partner in crime. An Aboriginal man that would go unnoticed if it was not for who he arrived for. Having dressed in black, it seemed that he did not want to be there at all.
"Who are you? How did you get here" Agent Piper questioned with her fear being audible from her panicked tone as voice. She aimed her gun at the pair who had entered the plane, hoping that she could somewhat keep control of the situation that she has found herself in.
"I'm Charlie" the girl responded calmly as she started to kneel and place her hands on top of her head. "This is my friend Eden," she continued. "You're Piper right? Somewhat new to S.H.I.E.L.D."
"How do you know who I am?" she continued to question as the Panic rose one again. Yoyo could see the gun shake unaccountably, and had to check if Daisy had somehow awoken from the framework.
"Look, I know this sounds weird" the intruder started. "But I'm a friend. I can help. I'm here to help," she continued to talk calmly and concisely.
She could be quite the asset if she worked for us, Yoyo thought as she stood there wondering what it was that this intruded wanted. "Help with what?" Yoyo finally asked as she started to walk closer to the couple.
"I just need to speak with Jemma" the ginger replied. As soon as she saw the worried look on the two agents face, she realised they were not getting anywhere and that the best move would be to take out her weapons. They may well had been in the Wild West for all she knew. However she knew very little on the period having been Australian. "Honestly I'm here to help. I don't want to hurt anyone," she spoke as she withdrew her gun from behind her back and taking of her jacket. "I just need to speak with Jemma. Jemma Simmons."
Quickly Yoyo grabbed the weapons that were sprawled around the pair so that they could defend themselves if need be. "And how do you know Jemma?" she questioned as she aimed one of the guns at them. As she gripped the gun she noticed it's similarities to what she knows as an ICER. How would they have gotten their hands on one of these. S.H.I.E.L.D. was still quite small in operations, even though it was now public.
"I've never met but we are somewhat of acquaintances. Saying that though, I've never met her if I'm being honest." Charlie replied dryly.
How was this girl not taking the situation seriously, Yoyo pondered. "And how did you manage to get your hands on an ICER?"
"An ICER? I'm not sure what you are talking about" she quickly replied, and for the first time, it seemed as if there was a small ounce of fear in her.
"This weapon in my hand. How did you get your hands on it? Are you aware that these weapons are for S.H.I.E.L.D. operatives only? Having this in your hands is violating several American and international agreements," Yoyo just about yelled. She knew what she had just told the younger individual was not true, however she seemed way to calm for the situation she was in. But she knew from her homeland that fear would make people confess to crimes, crimes that they usually had not committed. Yes, it was a screwed system. A system that was used against her on various occasions. But the inhuman knew from experience
"Oh sleepy. I built it. The co-builder calls it the night night gun but we eventually agreed on sleepy," the Australian returned with a smile, why did she have to be so cheery.
"And is this the co-builder?" Yoyo questioned.
"No. He is not."
"Then who is he?" Yoyo asked.
"Reliable and affordable transport," Charlie replied with the grin that Yoyo had quickly become acquainted to.
"What?" Yoyo questioned. Although her English skills had improved drastically in the last six months, it was hard for her at times to understand sarcastic comments. And this girl was saying them constantly.
"To answer Agent Pipers earlier question, he is my mode of transport. No plane. No helicopter. No mechanical transport. Rather teleportation is how we arrived to this lovely destination," the young girl replied, hoping that they were finally
"You're inhumans'?" Agent Piper spoke as the sweat started to stop streaming down her face.
"I am. She is not." Eden, the new male passenger, said as he spoke for the first time. "I am able to teleport myself and one passenger in need be. Or at least that is what we are lead to believe."
"Lead to believe?" Yoyo questioned.
"I haven't signed anything, so we have had to figure out my abilities on our own." He replied as he looked lovingly at his friend who was kneeling while he continued to stand in the dark.
"You're lucky." Yoyo said with a chuckle. "How did you know the exact coordinates to travel to"
"I've been tracking the movements of certain agents within the organisation. I know, I know it sounds screwed up. I was just trying to ensure that a certain agent was safe."
"You've been spying"
"Which agent?" Yoyo questioned.
"I guess you could call it that" Charlie replied with a mischievous grin.
"WHICH AGENT?" she yelled.
"Agent Fitz. Leopold Fitz." The girl muttered, was she scared for once.
"Fitz? Why him?"
"He's my brother"
