The enhancer and the destroyer
The air was cold and tight, the air conditioner had been put on as the test tubes were sitting on the desks mixing as we speak needing a certain temperature in order for the molecules to react. They had been testing and trying to create something close to a serum that would protect the inhuman's from truly losing themselves and keep their human half or creating a full human once more. It was not to get completely rid of them but to give them a choice of who they wish to be. Jemma Simmons had been working with Rosalind Price to create this serum and put the safety blanket back upon the world. However, only one of them was actually working to create a goal for the good of mankind, the other was using it as a test centre to suppress the gene altogether and potentially kill the new inhuman race.
The lights had been dimmed and a blanket of blue illumination had set across the lab and the hum of the machines disturb the molecules in the air yet created a shroud of peace for those who enjoyed and loved science, growing with all the knowledge and power that it had to offer. They had been left on the side with a camera watching the transformation of each specimen seeing what would take effect and the results that they would give them.
There was a body hiding in the curtain of darkness in the corner of the lab, gentle breathing could be heard to break the cover of the silence. She knew that this was a bad idea and that she would most likely be found out if she failed to clean everything that she touched. She knew that this was the only way with which to save the human race and make sure that no inhuman ever damaged mankind anymore.
She saw all the specimens and grabbed the powder in her pocket that she was going to add to kill the cells rather than enhance them. She had made an altered form of cyanide so that it only targeted a certain cell rather than kill the entire human form. She knew that this was risky as she had not had the chance with which to test in on a subject. This caused a problem as she did not know if the powder will kill the entire person but she had to take this chance. She knew that Jemma would have perfected certain parts and was close to doing the final step but she did not want this to happen.
She took it out of her pocket and grabbed a tiny spoon dropping a few grains of the powder into the specimens watching as they each fizzed, changed colour and emitted smoke. She prayed that she was right and that they would return to their original colour or else she was in trouble and Coulson would never trust her again. She heard footsteps coming along the corridor echoing and bouncing off the walls alerting her it was a woman. She bent down under the desk and prayed that they went past and didn't enter the lab. She heard Jemma's voice as she hummed 'You don't own me' by Lesley Gore. Rosalind's breathing was getting faster and she knew that if she did not calm it down then she would be caught for sure. She started mentally saying to herself 'Inhale 1, 2, 3, 4 and exhale 1, 2, 3, 4' and kept her mind clear and slow. Rosalind couldn't look, all she could do was pray that things were returning back to normal. She saw Jemma stop in front of her and she knew that she was checking the specimens on the table. She held her breath and exhaled in relief as Jemma walked away carrying the humming with her and silence engulfed the lab once more.
Rosalind couldn't believe it. She shot up and look at the table seeing with her own eyes that they have returned to normal and looked as though they had never been touched by anyone. She returned the feed to the cameras, erasing the hard drive and running a loop so it looked like no one had been there but Jemma. She walked out of the room making it look like she was on the corridor and ran straight into May.
May stood stock still, her jaw set and her eyes piercing through Rosalind as though she would drill a hole any second. Rosalind knew that she didn't like her but she had hoped that as the weeks had passed she would begin to see that she was not what she thought she was. She was nothing like her boss Gideon Malick, he was using them as experiments, subjects to be tested on but she just wanted them to have a normal life to be free from the disease that had been shrouding their lives. That is why she had tampered so that it killed only the inhuman cells. May continued to stare at her waiting for the perfect excuse to smack her square in the face.
"Hey Melinda, how's it going?"
May turned her head and stared her straight in the eye, Rosalind felt a shiver go down her spine but she was not going to show May that she was frightened of her. That would only give her more ammunition.
"One, don't ever call me Melinda. Two, please don't talk to me unless you have to and three….."
Rosalind waited to hear what the third issue was but May didn't say anything which made her even more nervous. As seconds ticked by she decided that being this close to Melinda May was not the wisest thing in the world, not when she was unarmed and didn't have her handbag full of goodies to protect her. She went to walk away and felt someone grab a handful of her hair. She was bent over backwards and thought that she was about to hit the floor but an arm prevented her fall. She was looking up into the face of Melinda May. May's face got closer and closer until their breaths were mingling in the air. She heard a whisper of few words but full of so much menace that it was dripping off her voice. She felt May's breath on her ear,
"Phil, is mine bitch. If you're attached to your hands i suggest you leave him alone."
Rosalind was quivering in fear and then suddenly she was falling and hit the floor with an almighty thump. She knew that she would have bumps and bruises in the morning but at least she knew that she was alive because she felt the pain.
She turned her head to see the back of Melinda May as she walked down the corridor not bothering to give her a second look, as to May she wasn't even worth a first. Rosalind hadn't realised the world of trouble that she had opened but now she was about to find out.