Chapter Three (Evil Angel)
"Hold it together, birds of a feather. Nothing but lies and crooked wings. I have the answer, spreading the cancer. You are the faith inside of me."
"I don't believe it." Coulson echoed out into the darkness of the cell block. "He's been Hydra the whole entire damn time, right under our noses at that."
"Probably Garrett, like I said." Triplett responded. "He was Ward's SO, probably had him drug into Hydra from the very start. He was molded into that evil."
Coulson took a breath, "Garrett was your SO too, how do we know that you're not a Hydra sleeper as well?"
"I,"
"What proof is there?"
"Coulson," Skye began. "I think that we can trust Triplett."
"Skye is right." Simmons said. "I think that we can trust him."
"I thought that we could trust Ward." Fitz mumbled.
"Fitz is right. We thought that we could trust Ward, and look where that got us." Coulson snapped. "Who can we really trust anymore?"
"I get it," Fitz stated with sadness in his voice. "Ward is evil. But why are we here? Why are we locked up in these cells? Why is that?"
"I have no damn clue."
"I trusted him." Skye muttered. "We all did. Then he threw knives in all of our backs. He really did seem like a good man."
"That's what Hydra does." Coulson stated very grimly. "They seem very friendly at first and seem like a completely trustworthy SHIELD agent. They gain your trust. Then they reveal themselves as murderous traitors. Ward has killed Koenig and Hand in cold blood, and who's to say that he hasn't killed more innocent agents like that?"
That one question silenced everyone.
"I have."
"What?" Coulson asked.
The lights flickered back on to reveal Ward walking towards them with a wild look in his eyes and a grim smile, with a gun clenched in his hand. He stopped and stood between the two cells.
"What the hell do you want, Grant?" Skye hissed. "Haven't you already done enough?"
Ward shook his head, "I haven't even done anything, I have only brought you here and destroyed Providence in the process."
"So it's gone." Coulson echoed.
"Well it should be."
The four agents continued to glare at Ward as he turned around to face Fitzsimmons and Triplett's cell. He pointed at Triplett, "You, you're coming with me." He opened the cell door and pointed the gun at the man.
"Why do you need him?!" Fitz exclaimed, but shrank back as Ward turned the gun towards him.
"That's not to be discussed." Ward said, grabbing Triplett's arm and digging into his back with the gun.
"Hey!" Triplett exclaimed. "Let me go!"
"Shut it." Ward growled and forced him out of the cell, leaving Fitzsimmons, Skye, and Coulson to look on helplessly.
"This isn't right." Simmons whispered as Ward forced Triplett down the hallway.
"What the hell is he even doing with Triplett?" Coulson asked.
Skye spoke up, "Do we even want to know?"
"No, don't leave me to die here. Help me survive here alone. Don't remember, remember. Put me to sleep evil angel, open your wings evil angel."
"Get in there." Ward growled, pushing Triplett through a door and into a small room. One person sat in a chair in the middle of the room between two Hydra agents.
The man smiled, "Trip, you made it."
Triplett lowered his voice, "Garrett. Well as you can see, I really didn't have much of a choice here." He motioned to Ward who still gripped his arm.
"He is really a loyal guy." Garrett laughed, getting up.
"Loyal my ass."
Ward dug the gun back into Triplett's back.
Garrett waved his hand in dismissal, "You're good son, I'll deal with him. Go deal with the others. The machine is up and running, and it really isn't that hard to use."
Ward disappeared out of the room.
Garrett looked back at Triplett, "Now, Trip, let's talk."
"I'm a believer, nothing could be worse. All these imaginary friends. Hiding betrayal, driving the nail. Hoping to find a savior."
Ward reappeared in front of Fitzsimmons' cell and pointed straight at Simmons with the gun.
"Jemma?" Fitz's voice cracked, wondering what was going on.
"Grant, don't do it!" Coulson exclaimed from his and Skye's cell.
"Grant!" Skye yelled.
"I'm not going to shoot her." Ward snapped harshly. "She is needed elsewhere." He went inside the cell and grabbed Simmons and started to drag her out of the cell.
"Leo!" Simmons screamed as Ward drug her away towards whatever the hell she was to face.
"No, don't leave me to die here. Help me survive here alone. Don't surrender, surrender."
Author's Note: I don't own AoS, Marvel does. Song is 'Evil Angel' by Breaking Benjamin. The story darkens! Why does Garrett want Triplett? What exactly is this machine? What hell is Jemma going to face? Marvel's Agents of SHIELD will return in a chapter. Keep reading and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review! (This story needs a lot more reviews!) `AwakeAndAliveSpartan.
