They say earning your soulmate mark is an amazing thing. It means there is someone out there that is meant to be with you. When Robbie received his, hope was rekindled in his life. It had all been shit for most of it. He had lost his parents at a young age leaving an eight year old robbie and two year old gabriel to there distant uncle, Eli. He always stayed distant with his uncle until they found something they had in common. Cars.
For a long time he believed everything would be normal again and when he turned fifteen he received his mark. It was a intricate crow starting from his collar bone reaching over his shoulder continuing to his back.
At first he didn't tell anyone or let anyone find out because with his luck he would never find them. Sometimes a mark would keep some people away. It wasn't until one day at Canelos auto shop that something out of the ordinary happened.
"Canelo!" One of the workers noticed reyes on the ground in pain holding his stomach.
His breath was erratic and it felt like his lungs were on fire, like something around his throat was cutting off his air. Canelo rushed over to robbies side trying to get him to focus. "Robbie breath. Come on kid you need to relax." He carefully set him on his side.
His breathing finally leveled allowing him to breath. "W-what was that?" Robbie winced at aftershocks of the strange pain.
Canelo scanned him carefully and caught the black ink breaching from his messed up uniform. "Cuando obtuviste esa marca?" His silence answered plenty, but having a mark and knowing what a mark does are two different things.
"When I was fifteen. What does that have to do with what just happened?" He snapped before going to stand up but his legs were weak at first until he received support from the boss.
Canelo just laughed shaking his head, this was a stubborn one alright. "It means your girl was in trouble, buddy. A mark doesn't just mean you have someone waiting for you, you become linked to them in an amazing way."
Robbie could highly disagree with that. "Amazing?! I couldn't breath." He started picking up the tools he had accidentally knocked off when he fell. Canelo kept a closer eye on him after that. If he could feel that effected by what happened to her, it could cause major problems for robbie.
And for a long while he was fine, until he doubled over one day saying he felt like he was shot in the stomach many times. Although there was no blood his heart rate was getting dangerously slow. He was rushed to the hospital and flat lined a few times before miraculously walking out a few days later perfectly fine. Of course he had to explain it to eli and gabe, but that was only the first of a series.
Nothing compared to what happened after the accident. How gabriel almost died. . . how he did die. How he became inhabited by the spirit of vengeance.
Daisy hadn't received her mark until seventeen, and it didn't sit well for her pre-existing boyfriend. He literally left her in New York. But she met someone else who taught her about hacking and worked for the Rising Tide.
After everything that happened beyond that was just SHIELD and pain. Being nearly killed and just when everything was normal again there was that one night where it came from nowhere.
They were celebrating another day of life in SHIELD when she felt her heart racing like crazy. Jemma noticed from across the kitchen island.
"Sky whats the matter?" Ward asked seeing her brace the table.
She looked to jemma. "Wow, its my he- his heart. Something is happening to him." And before she could be completely aware she doubled in pain.
Ward caught her to stop her falling. "Who's heart sky, whats happening?" She was shaking in his arms in too much pain to speak. It felt like nearly every bone was broken and her breath was shortening.
Jemma was checking everything but nothing was wrong. Until she found the tattoo on sky's back did she realize what was happening. "Its her soulmate, he's the one in trouble."
"How do we make it stop hurting her?!" Ward demanded but she had nothing. This was truly out of her control. After a few minutes of wailing she started getting a fever.
Jemma had daisy put in the med bay to keep a close eye and ward even closer.
He wanted to make the man who caused her this much pain pay. He cant have his own mission finished by a sheer accident, hydra would have his head.
She had made a speedy recovery afterwards, but a piece of her felt missing, lost even. Thats when she was informed everything was normal except the tattoo, it had faded. Sky had no idea what that meant but she knew that in some way she had lost her perfect match.
That though, was only one stone on a pile of bad shit that had happened in her life. Every person she felt connected with left or died because of her. Ward had lied and deceived, ripping what little she had left. Lincoln had come along to piece and sew her back together only to be taken away by the resurrection of ward. Maybe she was meant to be alone forever.
Robbie was in the garage starting to lock things up for the night when there was a weird feeling. Then again he was possessed by a fiery spirit of vengeance, but this was a different weird. Like signal getting stronger.
"Excuse me?" A weak voice called from the entrance of the yard so he closed the doors of the garage. It was strange to get customers around this time of night and he knows the police and reporters are everywhere since last nights score. Then there was that feeling again, but something was trying to force it down in him.
The rider was hiding something. "Yards closing, to sell a junker call the number on the gate."
She could tell he was in a hurry to get somewhere by his tone. "Oh i'm not here for that, sorry whats your name?" She flashed him a smile easing closer.
He noticed her tactic, trying to persuade him by body language. Granted in the part of town like this that could get you dangerously far. But he could see past her cover. "Robbie."
"Well robbie I am looking for a guy with a sweet black 69' Charger. Maybe he bought some parts here."
That was enough to put him on edge, she knows what to look for which was a serious problem. "Sorry, doesn't ring a bell. I only work nights once a week." Her smile fades a little.
"Ah, maybe I'll come back in the morning then. Thank you." Well obviously he was going to be no help. She turned to return to her van when he called back.
Shit. That is not what he wanted. Everyone would say it was his car and that can not happen. Something has to happen. "Or, there's a book of sales you can flip through in the main office. Well not really an office more of a trailer. . . but I can show you." He motioned for the scrap yard behind the building. He needed to get her alone and figure out how much she knows and who she works for.
"That would be great thank you." Daisy followed him into the yard getting a weird vibe off him. Something she has never felt before. Like that void in her heart was somehow healing.
They finally reached the back of the yard. "Thats it there." Robbie pointed to their trailer that did hold all of their transactions, but she wasn't going to find any of his. She moved past him to get to the door as he pulled the keys from his pocket. "Do you live around here?"
She turned around with a forced relaxed look before continuing to the trailer. "No, I used to. Just in town for a couple days to soak up the sun."
"Strange place to spend your vacation." Robbie flipped his keys trying to cool his eagerness. He noticed her slow down. "Not a great neighborhood."
Those keys, its the same thing that it did. She faced him and noticed the new tension. He finally tried lunging forward before she forced him back with a pulse. He is sent into the side of a van but seems unphased by it.
Robbie grabbed a nearby rebar and let fire envelop it. "So, you got the devil inside you too." He charges her and swings just missing after she ducks. From behind she uses her quake to knock the bar out of his hands. He retaliates with a heavy hit to the chest only to be blocked the second time around.
Through all the pain they both can feel that something again. He tries to go for the throat but she flips him over the shoulder leaving him on the ground. Robbie got up fast realizing she had him in a bad spot, and without warning she charges and pins him against the steel shelves. Vibrations were rattling through him and he guessed it came from her power.
Her hand was directly over the tattoo and the contact felt like electricity to him. It wasn't harsh but a chilling tingle. "You shouldn't have gotten involved." He said matter-of-factually ignoring the feeling wholly now.
"Serial killers always complain when you try to intervene."
"I only kill asesinos who deserve it. Thats vengeance, chica."
"But for what? You killed a detective." So she has done research on his hits, but that makes the better reason for her to already connect the dots.
"But he had blood on his hands." Robbie quipped back with a smug grin. She punched him in the face actually cutting the skin on his cheek. He noticed her pause for a split second.
She felt that hit, even though he didn't touch her. "Wait, wait. Hold on." She held up her other hand showing she was backing down. Robbie didn't question it, but he didn't need this place burning down so he stayed where he was even after she let go.
"Who are you? Why did you try to find me?" He was now in need of serious answers. It was taking everything to hold back the rider but it was manageable.
"Fuck, seriously?" She threw her hands up dramatically and started talking to the sky. A God maybe? "Him? You give me him of all people, you know i'm seriously feed up with all your shit."
Great, she's crazy. "Um, who are you talking to?"
Daisy froze and dropped her hands by her side. "Raven?" He just nodded and sighed. "What the hell?" She pushed him with enough force to make him move back a little.
"What? What did I do?"
"You left me asshole! Whatever happened hurt me, I thought you were dead." She sternly crossed her arms before leaning against one of the shelves. "Explain."
Robbie shot her an annoyed glare. "I don't have to say anything Quake."
Tears threatened to escape. "Really, because for years I felt empty. Like I was truly alone no matter how hard I tried to find someone to fill it. And I had for a while, but by some damned fate he was taken away from me too. Five years of this shit feeling." Her voice was starting to break and the tear couldn't be stopped.
He bowed his head and realized, he had never thought of this. How his deal would effect his soulmate, too busy filling that deal and taking care of gabe. "I did die." He caught her confused look and motioned to the garage.
When he opened the doors her jaw dropped seeing the car. This was the man on fire, 'The Ghost Rider'. "Will you tell me what happened or should we stop this now." Her face spoke the truth, firm and calm, wanting to know if this was something to pursue.
"I tell if you tell, but if you don't want to deal with the crazy shit that is my life. . . .there's the gate." He opened the driver side door and waited for her decision. And somewhere inside a part of him hoped she would take it. This was his chance, but he knows that look and wouldn't want to force something like this on anyone.
She rubbed her arms in the cold. She wanted to go with him so bad, hope still lived no matter how little. She had finally found him, but didn't imagine what he would be. Daisy took a calming breath before walking to his car and got in. "Alright ghost rider, explain."
He pulled his car into the street and closed up the shop and continued home bound. Telling her everything was both hard and relieving. The look on her face when he would explain everything made him want to cringe, but after a long silence she told her story.
There was no doubt she had one equally fucked up life, all of the loss, pain, loneliness. He on purposely drove around town to give her time to open up. He was concerned though when she started laughing. "Look at me, I was never this open with my friends at SHIELD and here I am unraveling everything to a guy I just met." She rubbed her face.
"Same. If we do ever work together, a fiery demon from hell and portable earthquake. It's why I stay under the governments radar." He had an idea a few minutes ago noticing her small shape and drove to a pier he knew food trucks would still be open at.
The look on her face was priceless when she saw the fair lighting up the pier. "Seriously? We-"
"Hey, I've been working all day and I'm hungry. You can join if you want but i'm getting some food." He stepped out of the car and made a quick call.
Daisy was quite curios who he was talking to.
"Hey...Yeah its going to be late again.- No canelo is not forcing me to work late, i'm just hungry and grabbing some food.- Burger? Fine, but you better have your homework done. I'll see you later buddy."
He turned around to find a smirk on daisy's face. "So, who were you talking to?"
"Brother. Usually i'm home by now unless i'm...out." He took lead walking to the food trucks parked by a picnic area. She did follow but hung back some still unsure of everything. The food did smell really good compared to the stuff she gets on the go.
One in particular she was interested in. A taco truck with all kinds of crazy foods. She didn't notice him watching her in amusement and walked up to the woman who had her back turned. He smiled before flipping her world into confusion. "Hey Gabby, como esta tu sodrino?"
The woman looked happy and seemed like she knew him well. Must be a casual. "Roberto, lo esta haciendo bien. Como esta tu hermano?" Robbie leaned on the order table smiling.
"Dificil como siempre, pero el esta haciendo su camino hacia la cima."
"Bien, bien. Entonces, que sera hoy reyes?"
Robbie looked behind him and motioned her to come closer. "Pick something or not, numbero diez?" He tells the girl and she smiles at him.
"Um, can I have the number two?" Daisy finally speaks out still holding her arms. She felt very exposed out her and this was strange for someone to do for her.
"Of coarse child, just give me a second." She disappeared into the truck to cook the food and robbie took out the money and left a generous tip. The lady finished giving him their food and he wished her luck, at least that's what she could translate.
They returned to the car and he just got up on the hood and took out his food. "So... eat up. Gabby makes the best food around here." He noticed some extra food she had packed in the bag.
Daisy cautiously sat on the hood and eat her food with an approving hum. "Where is yours?" Since his mouth was full he just traced it with his free hand. "Mine is on my back. I guess I see why it chose raven. Death and all."
He shrugged. "I thought of it as stubborn and curious, but that is on my shoulder." He put the bag in the trash as the finished and retreated back into the car. "I know this probably isn't usual for you, hell, its not normal for me.. .I guess i'll take you back to your car since its so late." It was quiet most of the way there.
