Psychotic (ON HIATUS)

by super-sirius-saves-the-day

S.H.I.E.L.D. has been torn down and is on the mend. Grant Ward will need a lot more than that if he is ever going to be in fighting shape again. But, then again, maybe he shouldn't be. After all, he is psychotic. (focus on Ward, but will also talk about the rest of the team because they're all amazing)

1. Chapter 1

Psychotic.

Duplicitous.

Weak.

Grant Ward sat alone in a grey room. Every crossroad he had ever been at running through his mind. The choices he had decided to make chipping away at his sanity. What if? Those two little words seared his brain.

What if I had never worked for Shield?

What if I had never met Garrett?

What if I had never seen Skye?

Each thought stung and, feeling as if he was left with no other option, he began to carefully fold the slip of paper he had been allowed. After his run-in with the metal button, S.H.I.E.L.D. had been careful with his surroundings, but not careful enough.

Pain. Excruciating. Agonizing. Pain. It was the one thing he could focus on. He was determined to end his imprisonment. He needed to end the waiting. The thinking. The silence. The room was so still, so quiet that he could heat his blood rushing through his body. It made every action ten times louder. It was deafening. He tightened his grip around the makeshift weapon and began on his own destruction. But he wasn't fast enough. He never was.

When he woke, he found a familiar face. Sitting on the other side of the electric wall was Agent Phil Coulson, one of the many he had deceived and one of the few who had taken it the hardest.

"Ward," He spoke in an even voice, cautious not to let his emotions get the best of him. If there was one thing that Coulson had learned from his many years on the force, it was not to show an enemy any sign of weakness.

"Coulson," The dark haired man returned the terse greeting. He had been waiting for human interaction for so long, unfortunately, the middle-aged agent was not the man that Ward had been hoping to see. The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. fidgeted slightly in his seat as he regarded his former teammate's haggard appearance.

"What can you tell us about Hydra?" Ward smiled softly, the life flickering out of his eyes. What else could he have expected? He was scum in the eyes of nearly everyone he cared for, but he was still useful. Grant Ward was a piggy bank of Hydra secrets that Coulson was ready to shatter.

"Bring Skye. I will tell anything and everything to her. Only her." He retreated to the far wall and sat down against it. If they were going to keep him breathing, he might as well have something to live for.

Hey,

So I'm a little obsessed with Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Grant Ward so I'm starting a story YAY! Anyways, this story will definitely be a bit darker than my other pieces because Ward is a pretty dark guy, but I'm really excited to start this. Please let me know what you think:)

-SSSTD