A/N: HAHAHAHAH! No 3 month wait! SUCCESS! I am proud about that. Go on read, fill your minds with my weird story.

Marisa's POV

I opened my eyes. What had happened to me? The last thing I remember was an enormous pain in my head. I looked to my right, and saw Tony, fast asleep with his head resting beside my leg. I smiled slightly, it made me happy to know that he cared enough to stay. I looked around the room and saw every bed and chair occupied. What was going on? Did they all stay?

I didn't want to wake him, but I shook my dad's shoulder lightly. "Dad. Dad wake up." I said, as I shook his shoulder.

"Hmm." He mumbled as he started waking up.

"Dad!" I said, a little more urgently.

Tony turned his head to look at me, and straightened up. "Marisa! Is everything okay? How do you feel? Do you need anything?" Tony started to rapid fire questions.

"Wow, one question at a time, my head still hurts. Everything is fine, I feel like crap, and no I don't need anything." I said, answering the questions I could remember.

"Okay good." Tony said, putting a hand on my forehead, "Your temp has gone down, but you're still pretty warm." Tony got up and turned the lights on in the infirmary. Moans and Groans could be heard from all directions. I looked around, Every bed was occupied by somebody, and Skye was sitting in the chair on the other side of my bed.

"Tony!" Clint said from the left of me, "Turn the lights off, it's..." Clint turned to look at a clock, "2 in the damn morning!"

"Marisa's awake." Tony said simply. Everyone seemed to look up and over at my bed, and when they saw that Tony was telling the truth, they all sat up.

"How you feeling?" Mom asked, coming to sit at the end of my bed.

"Like crap." I said simply, putting a hand to my forehead, "My head still hurts too."

"She still has a bit of a temp." Tony said, sitting back down in his chair.

"I'll go get the nurse." Clint said, getting off the bed he was lying on.

"I'll go see how Simmons is doing." Skye said getting up.

"Right, the vaccine." Mom said.

"Anti-serum. She hates the word vaccine." Skye said as she was leaving.

I looked over at Tony, "What does she mean anti-serum?" I asked.

"You getting sick, it wasn't an accident. That bomb you threw off the boat, apparently had a DNA encoder. You were hit with a virus when the bomb went off." Tony explained.

"This virus," Thor continued, "is attacking your white blood cells, progressively making you get more and more ill. Simmons came up with an idea to try and create an anti-serum. She took a sample of your blood to get a sample of the virus."

"Okay, and now we just have to wait for her to finish it." I said, somewhat getting the idea of what Thor was saying.

Clint came back into the room, Carol not far behind. "Okay hun, let's see how you're doing." Carol said. She picked up a thermometer on the table next to my bed, and put it in my ear, holding it there till it beeped. "Okay, temp is 98.6, still rather warm." Carol picked up some tylenol sitting on the table, "You need to take two of the-"

"I'm sorry, but who's that in the corner?" I asked pointing to the right corner of the room.

Everyone turned there heads to look over at the corner, "Marisa, there's no one there." Tony said, looking at me.

"Yes there is, there is this tall guy in a black hood. He's right there! Can't you see him?" I started getting worried, he had turned around and was starting to come closer to me, "He's getting closer." I said.

Tony looked up in realization, "Okay Marisa, I need you to calm down. Johnny told us that this sickness will make you have hallucinations."

"I'm pretty sure this isn't a hallucination Dad." I said pushing myself back in the bed. He was coming closer to me still. He was in the middle of the room.

"Marisa, it's not real." Tony said, putting a hand on my arm. I looked over at him, I could tell he wasn't lying, but I looked back to the figure. Instead of being in the middle of the room, he was standing right at the end of my bed, hood down, a skeletal face peering at me. I shrieked. "DAD!" I screamed.

I looked at Tony, but his face was melting away from his skull, as if he was a wax candle. I screamed and backed away from him as fast as I could. "Marisa what is it?" I could hear Tony's voice, but his face was unbearable to look at, slowly melting away from his skull.

"Yo-your face." I said, pointing at him.

"What is something on it?" He asked, raising his hands to his face.

"No it's melting!"

"Marisa, it's not real." Tony said calmly.

"Come with me my dear!" The hooded figure said at the end of my bed.

"No! I don't want to go!" I screamed at it.

"Don't want to go where?" Mom asked from behind me.

"With that thing!" I screamed turning to look at my mom. I screamed as I saw another black hooded figure behind my mom.

I looked all around the room, continuing to see the hooded figures, everywhere. I started crying, they were all coming closer, and all saying the same thing, "Come with me my dear." I turned in every direction, but everyone was gone, and replaced by a hooded figure. "Come with me my dear. Come with me my dear. Come with me my dear." I pushed the blankets off of me and tried running out of the room, but as soon as my socked foot touched the floor a shooting pain went up through my whole leg, causing me to fall. I tried pushing my self up on my arms, but pain shot through them as well, and I could ignore it. "Come with my my dear." They said as they got closer to me. I tried crawling away from them, pulling myself by my forearms, dragging my legs behind me, trying to ignore the pain that shot through my body every time it moved. The figures were unrelenting, continuing to come forward, until they surrounded me in a circle. I turned to look up at them, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed, covering my face with my arms, trying to protect myself from the figures. I felt a hand grab my arm, causing the pain to shoot through me arm again. "NO! NO! LET ME GO! GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed, thrashing, trying to get away from the grip on my arm. I felt a prick on my arm, and I collapsed, plunged into darkness.

Tony's POV

When Marisa started talking about a hooded figure in the corner of the room, I knew the hallucinations had begun, but steadily she got worse. My face melting, screaming at nothing. When she fell after getting out of the bed, I knew it was the muscle pain. "Simmons better get that anti-serum done quickly." I said.

Just as I had finished saying that, Simmons and the rest of Coulson's team ran into the room. As soon as Skye saw Marisa on the ground, she bent down immediately next to her. Marisa didn't even know Skye was there, she just kept crawling.

"What is happening?" Simmons asked.

"The hallucinations and muscle pain has started." I said, getting up from my chair, "Please tell me you have that vaccine done." I said.

"Anti-serum!" Simmons, Skye and Fitz yelled.

"I don't give a damn!" I yelled back, "Is it done?"

"Yes."

"Then what are we standing around for?" Kitty yelled.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Marisa screamed, covering her face.

"GIVE IT TO HER!" I yelled.

Simmons ran over to Marisa's side and took her arm, "NO! NO! LET ME GO! GET AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed and thrashed, trying to get away from Simmons grasp.

"Oh come on now." Simmons said quietly, she got the needle into Marisa's arm, and pushed the anti-serum into her blood stream. Marisa stopped screaming and went limp in Simmons' arm, and collapsed onto the ground. "There we go," She said standing up straight.

Thor picked Marisa up and placed her on the bed, "Why is she asleep?" I asked as I put the blanket over her.

"I added a small dose of a sedative into the serum, as I figured she might need the rest, and I didn't know what was going to have been happening. Good thing I did. Poor thing is all tuckered out."

"Yes she is," said Carol. "Alright I may have aloud the lot of you to stay earlier, but whenever you are here, trouble seems to follow. There has been enough excitement in my infirmary for one day. Everyone out!"

I looked down at Marisa, and I thought Carol was right, she needed the rest. I would check on her in the morning.

I walked out of the infirmary, and looked back. "Come on Tony," Steve said, putting a hand on my shoulder, "She'll be alright."

"I know she will be." I said.

No One's POV

"Well. They've created a cure." The boss said, looking up from the screen that monitored S.H.I.E.L.D., currently watching the infirmary. "48, I need you to tell me everything you know on S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Yes sir," A voice came from the shadows. Out stepped a teenager, 18 at most, with dark brown hair, and grey eyes. "48, Peter Callahan reporting."

A/N: PLOT TWIST! Oh I'm evil. Thanks for the reviews about last chapter. I love you all. Now I've got to figure out how to continue Demigod Mouth.

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