As Piper wrapped her leg after extracting the bullet, Daisy absently twirled a pen in her left hand, her right in a sling. Once the agent was done patching her up, she clenched the writing instrument in a fist and thrust her quake powers into it angrily, shattering it into many shards of plastic, metal and droplets of ink on the deck of the Zephyr.

Jemma looked over, noticing the clear angry and self-loathing on her face. "What is it Daisy?"

"We left Robbie back there to fight those LMDs, and we don't even know if he could've survived that explosion without changing into the Rider."

"I don't know, he seems pretty resilient when it comes to getting blown up. Plus, what's to say he didn't change in time? He's done it pretty fast before hasn't he?" The scientist reasoned from what she knew about the soulless man.

"Yeah, well not this time." The Inhuman woman replied. "He couldn't use the devil's power. I know he's not dead, but he could be buried in the rubble or something."

Shifting in her seat, she dragged the Framework console over, getting to hacking into the network Radcliffe was holding Mace, May, Coulson, Mack, Fitz and who knew else who'd he'd locked away in the network. It took her a long while, but she managed to link the setup they'd taken from the Playground to the apparent virtual prison.

She ran a cross check for anyone from the real world, and she found 8 people plugged in. She knew Mack, Mace, May, Coulson, Fitz and Agnes, Radcliffe's old girlfriend, were in there. That made six, and if she assumed one of the others was Radcliffe himself… that left only one possible person who could've been put in it alongside them to be contained. It was possible, given the time gap between leaving Robbie to face the LMDs and May's duplicate blowing up the base. She latched onto that possibility, it was worth a shot. She breathed.

"Robbie."

Jemma limped over, looking over her shoulder. "What about him?"

"He's alive. One of the LMDs must've got him out of the blast area because, look... " Daisy gestured to the screen, indicating to the eighth occupant of the virtual world. "He's in there, like the others. We have to get them out, it doesn't matter what's keeping them in there."

Music was booming in the autobody shop, Luis Fonsi's Despacito. Robbie caught the wrench as it came back down to meet his hand after he'd tossed it up, enjoying the Spanish music as he worked on the car. Over the loud reverb of the music in the garage, he heard his name called, so he looked up. Turning it down, he grinned and greeted his visitor.

"Why aren't you in college boy?" He asked jokingly.

Gabe leaned his bike against the wall outside then came in. "College is for people who're aren't interested in anything but cars, who don't pay attention in class, who don't want to think about their long term future. So why aren't you in college?"

Rolling his eyes at his younger brother's cheekiness, he laughed. Grabbing the boy as he came within reach, he headlocked him and ruffled his hair.

"I actually have a job, so that doesn't apply to me."

The younger Reyes broke out the headlock and grinned too. This was the usual dynamic for them. Gabe would finish college, and either Robbie would pick him up or he'd cycle to the shop, it depended on his class schedule. After the older of them was done with work, they'd go home and their uncle would get home from his job as the head of Momentum Labs just in time for dinner. Eli had discovered his employers were knowingly and purposefully endangering lives 5 years ago and had gotten them arrested. He'd then been promoted to the leader of the privately funded think tank and immediately shut down all dangerous experiments.

"Did you see the letter this morning?"

Robbie shook his head. "Been here listening to the music station all day, you know I don't care for HYDRA and their whole 'Inhumans are dangerous' thing."

"Robbie, this is serious." Gabe reinforced his point. "They've put you on the list of Potentials."

"Gabe, we'll be fine. I know I don't have the Inhuman gene, and you don't either. We got tested last year remember? Come on, let me lock up here, then we'll go see tío up at Momentum."

"So you're going to go into this Framework, find Mack and the others, then pull them out? And it'll work?" Yo-Yo questioned.

Jemma shrugged. "That's about the gist of it. We've got a programmed callback switch, so when we need to get out, we can. Just don't disturb us while we're in there, or you'll probably fry our brains."

"Let's get them back."

Daisy laid back on the gurney, and allowed Piper to put the headset on her. She knew that by going in, she would possibly forfeit her powers, but that was a price she was willing to pay if it got them back. A flash of countless shades of light assaulted her vision, and she found herself falling into the Framework.

It turned out, apparently, that she was literally falling given she found herself splashing into a bath. It wasn't familiar to her, so she scrambled to get out. Finding a towel on the rail attached to the wall opposite, she dried herself off then proceeded to dry her hair too. Her hair, that just so happened to be long and reached the bottom of her shoulder blades. Well crap, this brought back too many memories. She'd cut it after she accepted her Inhuman state of post-terrigenesis. She'd later grown it out after Lincoln's death and dyed it black, which was the colour it was right now in this world.

From what the LMD Mace had told her, the Framework was calibrated to overwrite a person's greatest regret. It had been primed and ready to accept her, and assumedly still was when she'd just entered it, so it would've corrected that, hers probably being the whole debacle with her father. The same with Robbie and the others.

In all likelihood, Robbie probably wasn't even the Ghost Rider here. His greatest regret seemed to be his choices on night of the Fifth Street attack, at least from her perspective.

Wrapping herself in the bathrobe on the wall, she entered the next room, and stopped dead.

Lying in one side of the double bed was Grant Ward. Oh what she wouldn't give to have her powers now, she wanted to quake him and she'd only just got here. She couldn't feel them, so she didn't have them. That might have to change.

What happened next was a blur. She discovered that she went by the name Skye still here, she and Ward apparently dated, and they worked for HYDRA, who'd won the war between them and S.H.I.E.L.D, tracking and imprisoning Inhumans. Going to the Triskellion, she got confirmation that HYDRA had indeed taken over. She had to stop herself from breaking his neck the moment she got the chance, she needed to find the others and get them out.

The instant she was able to slip away, she did. Going to her apparent computer, she searched up those she was looking for. Jemma was apparently dead here, Fitz was restricted access to her, Coulson worked at a school, Mack was a civilian living with his daughter who was dead in the real world, Mace was known as the renegade the Patriot and was an Inhuman with super strength, and May was the Ops Commander of HYDRA.

When she found Robbie in the system, she found herself to be right. He'd never gone out to have a second race with the member of Fifth Street. Here, Gabe was unharmed and he'd never died, and he was pretty much the same as when she'd met him, but minus the Rider part seemingly. Eli wasn't mad either. She noted down the locations for those who had one on her phone, then she was called away.

Meeting May was even more unsettling. She was very similar to when she'd first met the woman, but entirely cold, it wasn't just a front it seemed. The meeting she had to sit through and pretend she knew what they were on about was frightening, but what came next was worse, oh so much worse. She had to interrogate an pre-terrigenesis Inhuman, Vijay Nadeer as it happened. She found herself cursing under her breath as she made her way down to the interrogation room.

If she got the chance, she was at least going to hurt Ward before she left. She knew he wasn't the one who'd become the host of Hive, or been HYDRA all along, but she didn't care, it would make her feel better.

Interrogating Vijay wasn't fun, but she felt she did her performance adequately, but things took a downhill turn when the man was taken to The Doctor, who turned out to be Fitz, the second in command of HYDRA. What absolutely disgusted her was the machine he had that identified a dormant Inhuman's powers without triggering terrigenesis. It consisted of a series of bionically operated needles that seemed to have the effect of burning the insides the subject. A small, selfish part of herself was thankful that she wasn't the one being subjected to that.

When she was dismissed, she located the lab and stole a blood test, but this one was specialised to identify Inhumans. She exited the building the moment she could, ditching Ward and finding a solitary place. Taking the blood test from her pocket, she pricked her thumb with it and waited for the result.

A beep sounded the completion of it, and she checked the small display on the thin, cylindrical device. It showed two words, 'Inhuman Positive'. Well, nice to know some things stayed the same. Now if she could just get some Terrigen, she'd be fully fledged as Quake.

But, orchestrating her second terrigenesis would have to wait. She had to somehow gather the trapped people, who were in various different cities, and get back to Jemma, wherever she was. No time like the present.

She decided to go for the closest one, that being Coulson. He worked at a school in Washington, D.C., the city she was in right now, so finding him wouldn't be that hard, she already knew where he'd be. Stealing a car was easy, and Daisy drove straight to the school that her former boss worked at. Breaking into his car was simple as well, and she sat in the back seat until he got into the vehicle.

"Hey."

He started, turning around and facing her. "Who are you?"

This was why she usually let others make the plans, hers tended to go off the rails straight off the bat. If only she could pull a Robbie and knock everyone out, then force them to leave with her. Actually, that was a much better plan than the one she'd come in with. She might actually do that after this.

"This is not okay!" Coulson told her firmly. He definitely did not recognise her then. Great.

Nursing her head, she decided to wing it on this one.

"Okay, this is going to sound crazy but your brain has been messed with, your memories were replaced with fake ones and this is a virtual world which is also a prison. Following so far?"

He shook his head. "You lost me."

"Okay, a little slower then. We know each other, you're basically my strict rockstar dad who's a secret agent. A guy called Radcliffe created this virtual world which is pretty much a 'what if' place, then stuck you in it. Your memories have been replaced, that's why you don't remember me." Still nothing, he shook his head. "You have a mechanical hand. You ran S.H.I.E.L.D. You keep mentioning a bottle of Haig when you talk to May. Dammit Coulson, work with me!"

She hit the passenger seat's back with a fist, thoroughly ticked off at Radcliffe and Aida, who'd built this place. Then she heard her name.

"Skye?"

Looking up, she saw a slight look of recognition on the man's face. He remembered her!

"Yep, that's me. You remember anything else?" She asked.

"Not really, isn't your hair supposed to be brown, not black?"

Noticing her long, black hair again, she sighed. She really kept forgetting this wasn't the body she was used to. Her real one was more fragile, her bones were brittler, her hair was shorter and she was usually injured in some way. Also, she usually had some kind of drug in her system, either being rapid bone healing pills or painkillers. "Dyed hair wasn't my first concern."

Avoiding HYDRA was a little difficult when they came for Coulson, but she managed to get him safe. Taking him back to the apartment this world's version of her lived in, she found Jemma there.

"How was being dead?"

The brunette shuddered. "I had to dig my way out of a mass grave at the fallen academy."

The door clicked opened and they turned to find Ward there. He looked genuinely surprised to see the three of them there. He closed the door and came up to her.

"Skye, where've you been? And who are these people?"

Daisy crossed to the room, standing in front of him, forcing herself to go along with him taking her in his arms. He focused on her face, and she got ready secretly as he held her.

"Ward, I've got something to tell you."

He looked confused. "Skye, are you pregnant?"

Surprised, and for some reason embarrassed by the question, she shook her head emphatically. "No, no, its nothing like that."

She whipped her elbow up, striking him in the face and knocking him out in one clean strike, just like May had taught her, and she crouched down on the carpeted floor next to him as he lost consciousness.

"It's just my name isn't Skye, it's Daisy Johnson." She told him before he blacked out.

Why his immediate assumption had been that she was pregnant was disturbing, no doubt about that. This world's Skye was clearly different to her, prior and post Hive and Jiaying, and she'd barely made it through the first day. If this kept up, she would eventually draw attention to her presence.

"What was that?" Jemma asked. "And why was he here?"

Taking off his tie, Daisy tied him to a chair with it as her friend asked the questions. Then, she replied. "Oh, nothing much. I might've accidentally knocked out my boyfriend in this world."

Looking over at the other woman, she noted the disbelieving look that was being sent her way and shrugged.

"I was, and apparently still am in this world, a naive little girl."

Coulson raised his eyebrows. "Do we know him, in the other world?"

"Much more than any of us would like to." Jemma replied. "You actually killed him with your robotic hand on another planet."

"Oh. That's cool I guess."

Stealing Ward's gun, Daisy tucked it into her waistband and let her top fall over it. Removing anything else from the man whose real world version she hated so much that could potentially be used to escape, she did a pat down search on him just for safety, even though she'd seen him get dressed this morning. That done, she relaxed a little.

"It's a pain in the ass to get people to even remember one thing about the real world, so I say we just knock the rest out and find the exit given ours doesn't work." She stated.

"That could work, but we'd be lugging around 5 people, and we'd have to keep knocking them out."

Jemma did have a point.

"At this point, I really don't care. I'm going to go to the Triskelion tomorrow to see if I can get some form of Terrigen to trigger my terrigenesis and find out where the Radcliffe needle is in this haystack of a place."