This chapter still belongs to AxgntMxy and this is the last chapter by her. Last but not least I do not own agents of shield or any reference from any other shows or movies in this story.
`Leo's POV
Coulson had let me move the table in the interrogation room- which was now my living space, though the colour was a depressing, thanks you Skye- to the side, the bed was pressed up against the wall and I had a few draws to out some if my stuff, the rest spread over the space. My box of tools in one corner and an added shelf to keep my books on in the other, it felt comfortable to have that space. I hid the Dreamscape and out it under bed, covering it with black material. Disconnecting the cameras was easy, the recording devices were a little more difficult but I relayed it into the living space instead. I wasn't going to take any chances.
I wasn't sure if Coulson was suspiciousness by the sudden change in behaviour but I would need to make it clear to Skye not to suddenly hang around me until we were off the bus. I did a check over ohm my bunk before swapping my duvet with the one in my new room, pulling off the used bed sheet and got out clean sheets and made the bed though it looked messy.
Coulson had left the room key out which I slipped into my pocket and headed down to the cargo hold where Skye was lazily watching from. I sat down a few meters from her, pulling my tablet out. I began the simulation from last night again.
"Why am I here? Watching these two jerks spar?" Skye asked, crawling over to me.
"Watching people fight is hard to remember, correct?" She nodded cautiously, "but it all goes to your subconscious part of your brain, rather than the conscious part. My device I'm creating is to do with dreams and the subconscious." I breathed, just loud enough for her to hear. "I've relayed the recording form the interrogation room into the living space so there's a place where we can't talk." I added. She nodded and scooted back, a spark in her eyes though she was still confused.
"I won't hang around with you all the time either, I'm guessing." She stated, I nodded but I felt no hurt. "What's that?" She asked, I glanced up.
"I'm going to see if I create a wireless connection so you can use the Dreamscape and it would look like you were napping.
"Sounds interesting, shame I have no knowledge of it." Skye said sighed. I chuckled.
"I could teach you, with the device, I could get you to level one agent in a month but it'll be in engineering than field" she spun round so fast, it made me fall out my seat. I clutched the tablet, my hand going to my heart. Jesus.
"You could do that?" She hissed.
"I'll need to test the machine before we can use it." I whispered quickly. She nodded biting her bottom lip and sparing me lots of glances. "I'll do that now." I mumbled, getting up and brushed myself off and headed straight back to my new room. Doing a round and checking to make sure I had privacy before I pulled out the machine and the power source from the two separate parts I had hidden them.
I pulled the new core from the casing and clipped the device open. To the regular person it looked like a medium sized metallic black box that opened in half, inside was a round button and wires under acrylic showed underneath it, there were expandable wires that stretched out when pulled, on the end was the pads that attached to your wrist. On the other side was a circular shaped iron wire structure and a timer just underneath, There was the little rectangle gap for the core, just under the metallic tab.
I pried off the little bit of metal and pulled the core out the glass phial it had taken shape from and slotted it in. There was an instant reaction, the lights I had out inside lit up and the iron wits curled protectively around the core like keys in a lock, the metallic tab shooing into its place, the force if it melted it together. I felt a smile spread on my face, whipping out my tablet.
Core accepted into machine, no current rejections as I can see, wires secure, waterproof and bullet proof when open, hard case that can't be broken, the inside magnetism from the gravatonium had fixed it so not to be ruptured when hitting objects. DNA and voice pattern opens it only, set to Fitz and Skye Genetic coding.
I needed Skye's DNA finish it so she could open it but that wasn't important. I scribbled a note and stuck it outside my door. I attached on of the wires to my wrist and set a timer for five minutes on huge machine, putting headphones on to play at the end of the time. I lay down and closed my eyes.
Almost instantly I was opening them but instead of the dark pentagons of the interrogation room, it was a white blue. And sand. I could feel it under my body. I didn't move but I curled my fits into it and brought it up. Blue sand. I sat up and spotted the sea that was clearer than any water or glass. I had seen. I couldn't see any buildings except the never ending beach, no wildlife or plants, just sand for miles before being cut off into an endless sea.
It was beautiful. This was just unconstructed subconscious dream space. I knew I could do what I wanted, with no limitation because subconscious had no limits, unlike the conscious that could take in some and feed the rest back. This was my personal subconscious space so no one had access too unless they had a machine like mine and had my head.
I gently got up to my feet and brushed myself off. All I needed for the time being was a lab, I could do theories and tests without actually using real objects and using resourced. Of course I would have to be familiar of the chemicals and equipment which I was so i needed the space. I watched as a solid flat white mass appeared on thee and, forming a pathway into the sea where a white platform was developing. I grinned, an image of a building in my head now forming in front of me.
I stayed where I was for a moment then turned to the beach, pressing an image of a jungle growing out of it. Then slowly rising out the blue sand, trees were pushing their way up.
"Amazing" I breathed. This work would make me famous! It didn't take a genius to figure that out. Now that I could form my subconscious into something useful than just absorber. I turned and began my way to the lab. The forest still growing behind me.
Everything was a pearly white, which I didn't mind. It gave me a godly feeling for some reason which I enjoyed. I opened draws to find them full of equipment and tools. Lots of paper and pens in a desk, to help me remember where everything was, I colour coded the draws with bright colours.
I opened one draw to see a large gun.
"Why would I need you?" I questioned, picking it up. The answer came immediate it my mind.
To wake up.
I dropped it instantly. Freaky. Primitive and a bit barbaric and a perfect way to get dream reality mixed up. I shuddered. I would need something to help me keep track. Leaving the gun were it was I headed down to a large area full of book shelf's which was packed to the brim with books and things. I pulled on off to see I had already read it and knew everything in it. Pulling off a second, it was the same. I ran a finger down the spine. These had been all the books I read, ever.
"Everything goes into your subconscious, I said allowed. Making a chair appear, I pulled on off and flicked through it. This particular book I hadn't read properly, all about the physiological pathways of the brain.
I didn't know how long I was reading for, but it was pleasantly nice to re-read old books I long rid of, it brought up memories. I jumped as I heard the sound of music. It felt like it was coming from nowhere. I jumped up. I needed to wake up. I closed my eyes.
"Wake up, wake up!" I whispered, trying to will myself but I found nothing was happening. My mind turned back to the gun. Oh mother of all things, I paced into the lab and picked it up, pressing it against my temple.
If I did die then, sorry Skye, Ward, May Coulson...Simmons. I pulled the trigger.
I gasped in painted shock, jolting up wright, my hands shooting to my head. It did feel like a bullet wound. Leaving a headache behind. My head in salty connected with the all. I pressed a finger to my neck, feeling the front pulse of blood underneath it. Oh thank god. It was just part of the dream. The pain was all in the mind, death only woke us up. I unconnected myself and put the Dreamscape under the bed. I pulled the tablet off the side
Dreamscape works, it's an unconstructed dream scape of the dreamer, totally in control and can create and destroy anything that exists in this plain, unique to the dreamer and can let other dreamer into the space. Pain exists but death in the dream world awakens the dreamer back into reality but relieve the pain of suicide for a couple of minutes after awakening. Inner ear functions is active.
I pulled off the headphones off and checked the clock, surpassed. It had been five minutes. But it felt like three hours. Oh this was so weird. Recalling what I had read, it was suddenly very easy to remember what it said.
Time difference in the dream is three hours, in reality it's five minutes.
I added. I closed it down and began to do the simulations again on my laptop. There was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Skye.
"Lunch is ready, I made you your favourite sandwich." I looked down to see a plate in her hands. I felt touched at that. I smiled.
"Thanks." I let her in and sat down at my desk. Biting the sandwich, I could tell it wasn't the same as the way as Simmons had made it but very close but I enjoyed it all the same.
"How'd it go? I presume the device worked." Skye asked after a moment.
I nodded, my hand going to my temple. I put down the sandwich and brought up my tablet, bring up my experience from it and handed it to her. While she began to read it, I quickly are the rest of the sandwich.
"Cool, can you out me in and see if I can create a space for me in my subconscious?" Skye asked.
"I can give you five minutes, then we have to make out way back out, the plane will land in a few hours, I want to look my best" I straightened my tie as I said this. She smiled and handed me the tablet. I locked the door and pulled the device out and set it up, Skye lying down on my bed.
I fixed the wire onto her wrist then her eyes fluttered closed. I put the headphones onto her head and set up a monitor on the side if her temple, to measure her brain waves and heart monitor. A minute passed and everything looked normal, just the same amount of hills and valleys as a sleeping person. Heart rate was the same so I unplugged it and out it back focusing on huge brain waves instead.
