Chapter Fourteen (A Race Against Time)
"Jemma," Fitz whispered. "Jemma, are you still there?"
Fitz felt a slight smack against the back of his head, "Of course I am, Leo!" Simmons quietly hissed. "Where would've I gone?"
"I don't know. I'm just freaked out." Fitz admitted. "Just wanted to know that you were still there."
Simmons sighed, "Well be quiet then, we don't want to give away our position."
They had been in the boom closet for what seemed like hours, like in reality it was actually only about forty-five minutes. The Centipede soldiers were still storming through the Bus, looking for any sign of SHIELD agents. But they hadn't gone into the storage area yet, so there was still that slight chance that Fitzsimmons would be found.
They hid in that dark closet, huddled together, hoping that the soldiers wouldn't find them and that they would survive that day.
Coulson, May, Ward, and Skye made it back to the Bus but stopped in horror at the sight of a massive gaping hole in the Bus' cargo door.
"Damn," Coulson spat, running over to the door after he and Ward sat Skye down on a nearby rock. "Not the Bus, not the Bus." he muttered.
"Coulson," Ward called. "This is not the time to be worrying about the damn plane."
A massive bang rattled the Bus and spooked the four agents.
"What was that?" Skye asked, standing up and seeming to be a little stronger now.
"It came from inside the Bus." May said. "Someone broke their way into the Bus. Someone's in there."
"More like pounded their way in." Ward stated. "Fitz, Simmons," he suddenly said. "They're in there with whoever else in is there."
Skye suddenly started over towards the hole, but Ward stopped her, "Skye, don't. You're not strong enough yet."
She brushed his hand off her shoulder, "Grant, I'll be fine. Stop worrying about me. We have to worry about Leo and Jemma. They're in trouble. So don't worry about me this time."
There was a brief moment of silence before the four agents took off through the gaping hole into unknown danger.
"I thought he said that there were agents on this damn plane!" one of the seven Centipede soldiers said. "I can't find a single damn person!"
"Be quiet Greg!" another hissed. "If he knows that you're complaining, you'll be dead in no time."
"I'm saying if the seven of us can't find a single agent on this plane, they aren't on the plane. They must've known that we were coming. Or they are very good at hide and seek."
"What the hell?!"
The seven soldiers turned to see Coulson, May, Ward, and Skye standing in the lounge with them.
"Found some." one of the soldiers smiled, cracking his knuckles.
"What are you doing here?!" Coulson demanded.
"To kill you, of course. That's our orders." a soldier stated. "And it doesn't matter how long it takes, the base will blow very soon, taking us with it. It doesn't matter if we die, as long as the four of you are dead as well."
Ward frowned, "Alright then." he said, taking out his ICER gun and aiming it in the middle of the seven soldiers. "Make one move, and I'm firing."
Coulson and May took out their guns as well, aiming at the soldiers.
The soldiers smiled and they proceeded to surround the four agents, "We'll take you down in no time, and maybe we'll survive."
One soldier lunged towards Skye, but Ward knocked him to the ground, sending an ICER bullet into the soldier's gut, knocking him out.
"See what happens?" Ward asked.
The following minutes were a swirl of ICER bullets, punches, kicks, screams, and even some blood.
As the last soldier fell to the ground, Coulson turned to Ward, May, and Skye, "Find Leo and Jemma," he ordered. "I don't know where they are at, but they can't be far."
"Uh, Coulson," Skye said, pointing a finger at where the soldiers were laying, "They're gone."
"What?" Coulson turned around to see that all seven soldiers had completely vanished into thin air. "They're gone? But how?"
"Some kind of Centipede tech?" Ward asked.
"Nevermind that, just find Fitzsimmons."
Fitzsimmons shook, practically hugging each other, in the dark broom closet.
"W-Was that gunfire?" Fitz asked. "And yelling? What the bloody hell is going on?!" he cried.
"Leo, be quiet!" Simmons hissed. "They'll hear us! Just keep your mouth shut!"
Suddenly the door shook, someone was trying to get in.
"Whaaaa!" Fitz cried, hugging Simmons tightly.
The door flung open, and they saw that Ward and Skye were the ones on the other side of the door, trying to hide smiles.
Fitz quickly let go of Simmons, "Oh good, you're here." he said, trying to hide the panic in his voice.
"Fitz," Ward said. "We saw you."
Fitz blushed, "You did?"
"Yes." Skye replied.
Ward sighed and looked at the two lab agents, "C'mon lovebirds, Coulson is looking for you two."
Author's Note: I don't own AoS, Marvel does. Disclaimer to all of my stories, I cannot write a fighting scene for anything, sorry if it wasn't right. Fitzsimmons are rescued and the soldiers defeated! But where did the soldiers go? What is the team's next step? Can they make it out of the area in time before the whole area blows? Marvel's Agents of SHIELD will return in a chapter. Keep reading and please review! ~AwakeAndAliveSpartan.