Chapter Ten (Hell Doesn't Need Me)
Skye nodded as the waitress as she gave them their coffee. The waitress smiled and left them alone. Skye turned back to Coulson.
"So, Skye, what are you going to say?" Coulson asked, staring at the cup of coffee. "Other than that you're not coming back anytime soon."
"I just wanted to further explain myself." Skye said. "Without Ward being here."
Coulson nodded, "Go ahead."
"I know tensions were heavy after Trip's death and everything that happened in the city, but I couldn't stand how I was treated like an outcast. Look, I know that I'm not human, but I was being treated like a monster. Everyone was avoiding me, wouldn't even look me in the eye." Skye explained. "I was left totally alone.
And then when I almost brought down the entire base because of a nightmare I had, it only got worse. Coulson, that's when you fully realized the extent of my powers. You became obsessed with trying to turn me into some kind of weapon to use against Hydra. That isn't me. I wasn't going to be used like that.
That's why I left, because I was treated like an outcast and the fact I was wanted to used as a weapon. I couldn't handle it any longer, I couldn't even handle a goodbye."
Coulson sighed, "Skye, I'm sorry. Honestly, I am. I didn't know how you felt about everything. Yes, times were hard, but that wasn't an excuse for me to be an ass." he said.
"Skye," Hunter began. "I'm gonna be honest with you. I was afraid of you. Not at first, but after the earthquake I did. And there was no reason for me to be doing that. You're a great person and friend, I shouldn't have treated you like an unearthly creature. Skye, if you had said something, I would've probably stopped."
"Yeah. Skye, you could've told us and pointed out our mistakes. I'm sure we would've stopped." Bobbi agreed.
"They're both right." Coulson said. "Don't be afraid to speak up and say something about our actions. We're all regretting out actions, and I know we would've stopped."
"I'm still not coming back anytime soon." Skye said.
"And I know that, and I respect your decision." Coulson said.
"Thank you. I just want to have longer by myself to come to terms with my abilities and a few other things."
Coulson blinked slowly, "Skye, do you truly mean 'by yourself' or are you going off with Ward?" he asked.
"Coulson, he's not going to hurt me, you saw that." Skye stated.
"Yes, I know. I know he's not going to hurt you willingly. Skye, I rather have you by yourself than continue to be with Ward. Something's wrong with him and he's going to end up hurting you."
"I know something's wrong with him."
"Skye, I know he's a little hotheaded, but not like that." Coulson said. "Something's up. He almost killed us, and I don't think that he would normally do that. Skye, I think it's like last year, but worse."
"You mean the Berserker incident?" Skye asked.
"Exactly."
Hunter raised an eyebrow, "The who what now?" he asked.
"Last year, after the alien invasion of Greenwich, we came in contact with an Asgardian staff that cause extreme rage and strength. Ward had the unfortunate luck of touching it. One, messy scene later, Ward was supposively left with hidden rage, according to an Asgardian professor we worked with.
I'm guessing whatever happened to him and gave him those abilities is messing with that and making that rage worse." Coulson looked back at Skye, "Skye, I'm afraid you're going around with a walking time bomb."
Skye took a breath, "I think he'll be fine." she said. "He's fine normally, only when something comes up…"
"But if something happens, you say the wrong thing or he gets out of control." Coulson cut in. "He may end up hurting you or worse, killing you."
Skye looked off to the side, not knowing what to say.
"Look, Skye, I know that he wants to protect you." Coulson said. "But something's wrong with him, and that may be the death of him, you, or the both of you."
"We'll both be fine," Skye began. "I don't think-"
BANG. BANG. BANG.
Skye didn't get to finish her statement. Gunshots filled the air and diner patrons started scrambling for cover.
Hunter's eyes widened, "Hydra. It's Hydra."
Skye and Coulson turned around to see several men, at least seven, in black Kevlar storming into the diner.
Bobbi and Hunter jumped out of the booth, grabbing for their ICERs that hung by their sides.
"Skye, get down!" Coulson roared, pushing Skye under the table and joining Hunter and Bobbi. "We'll handle this!" He pulled out his own ICER.
Skye watched in horror from under the table as the three agents were risking their lives to protect her. They were going to die, for her. And what about Ward? If Hydra was here, they had possibly found him already. He could be dead.
Fear overcame her, they were all going to die.
(Sometime Later.)
Ward watched as the last of the three soldiers burned to a crisp, his screams slowly fading away. Where they all gone? He didn't know.
Ward's mind was still muddled from the rage, his vision blurry. As the flames snuffed out, he grimaced in pain. He clutched his side. Bringing his hand back up, he saw that it was covered in blood. He had been shot and he didn't notice.
He looked around the half-burned motel room in his blur of rage. They had to leave soon. But was Skye okay? Thoughts mixed together and her couldn't think straight. Everything was a blur of pain and rage.
He heard sirens off in the distance, along with screams and gunfire. Something else was going on nearby. Was Coulson still here? Was Skye with him? Was Hydra attacking them? Everything blurred together.
Ward tried to keep steady as the pain in his side grew. He figured that he would bleed out sooner or later. Then the ground started to shake. Was he hallucinating?
But then the shaking grew fiercer and fiercer. One thought popped into his muddled mind. Skye. Something was happening to Skye. This was an earthquake.
A picture fell off of the wall and shattered on the ground. Ward couldn't keep himself steady anymore, he fell to the ground as the shaking grew worse. He grabbed onto the edge of one of the beds and pulled himself up. He grabbed the bags they had and ran out into the parking lot, ignoring the pain in his side.
He watched as everything was shaking and people ran screaming for cover. A loud explosion sounded as a power pole came crashing down and the transformer blew. He threw the bags quickly inside of the car. An earthquake of this magnitude only meant one thing, something happened to Skye. She was in danger.
He ran towards the source of the gunfire he had heard earlier, his mind still a mess. He screamed out, leaving one word echoing against the shifting of the Earth. "Skye!"
Author's Note: I don't own AoS, Marvel does. Being evil once again and leaving you there for the night. Death is here, something's gonna happen and it's not gonna be good. That's all I'm going to say. I'll leave you here. Keep reading and PLEASE favorite, follow, and/or review! ~AwakeAndAliveSpartan.