Previously on "Dangerous Games"...
"S.W.O.R.D is dedicated to the safety of our world," recited one of the agent. Erik scoffed again.
"How can you even say that while looking me in the eye?" The agents looked at each other and them pushed a side of their jackets back to reveal their guns on the two holsters on their waists.
"We don't want to have to use force, really. We're just trying to protect everyone."
"By sending a child to fight for you," Erik finished sourly, but his voice is much quieter.
"I'll go," says Adam over them.
And so the flaming beast caught up with Adam. It was a long, long fight, one that left the teenager beaten badly. Bad enough to leave him down. Blood poured from a wound in his stomach. There were other cuts littering his body, though he had been lucky, in a sense, that all of the other blows had been cauterized by the heat of the monsters exterior. So there the half-god laid, now that he was close to the center of the Convergent portal he could hear the cries of all sorts of different demons and beats, all which would surely be upon him soon. Though the boy never would have guessed that it would have been and angel that found him first.
She was by far the most beautiful person Adam had ever seen. Light illuminated out of her very pours, she looked like she was from another time almost by her manner of dress. She walked slowly across the floor, the heels of her shoes clacking against the hard concrete floors. Her facial features looked young, she had the appearance of someone just a bit younger than Adam himself. She knelt down beside him, the golden glow still adjourning her. She caresses her hand along Adam's cheek. The glow around her hand feels warm and calming. She holds her other hand over the large gash in Adam's gut. The glow surrounds it and then suddenly all of the pain washes away and amazingly, so does the blood. Though Adam still feels weak, at least he's not dying at the moment. "Do not worry, young prince, you will be alright. Your father sends you aid."
"M-my father?" Adam questions numbly. He thinks that that statement is impossible, that maybe he's hallucinating from all of the blood loss and maybe he is about to kick the bucket.
"A healer from the realm immortal."
"Lilly!" Adam shouted. The soldiers had backed off the moment that she had been stabbed through. Like cowards and moral less murders. Adam hadn't even made it to her before she had passed. Adam knelt down beside her and his knee's were soaked in blood already. She must have been pierced through the heart. A quick death. Her lifeless hazel eyes stared up at Adam with an unnerving emptiness. Adam, with a shaky hand, closed Lilly's eyes so that he wouldn't have to stare into them with only grief and shame. Adam's whole form was shaking with sheer pain and anger. This literally manifested into the worst into the worst hurricane Northern America had even seen. It was devastating and it had killed quite a few people, but the young man blinded by his rage didn't see any of the people he was hurting. Didn't for a long while after her death as well.
He lulled her into his arms as the storm continued. Eventually S.W.O.R.D came for Adam, apprehending him for being the threat he was. The threat S.W.O.R.D and forces of the other realms had created. They had given the Asgardian price reasons and ways to manifest his rage in ways unimaginable. He had killed So many people and inflicted so much violence for the injustice in his life. S.W.O.R.D had kept Adam as a weapon and a prisoner for two long years. Sometime during the second year a brave woman named Emily helped him escape, though she never would have guessed the damages that her actions would have brought. Adam had abused her affections and sympathy towards him to break free and exact his revenge. He had murdered the majority of the Northern S.W.O.R.D division, even those who had nothing to do with his capture had paid with their lives by affiliation with the group alone. It took quite some time before a day came where Adam stopped in his quest for violence for him to stop and look down at the blood all over his hands. It was there prominently, soaking him, drowning him , pulled him down into the red colored ravine that he had dug. Everyone he cared about was taken from his life and in response he took all the lives of those around him. He was a monster.
Adeline coughed a few times, the dust entering her lungs was quite unwelcome. So was the ache of her body from laying on the cracked, uneven floor. She shook her head as she started to push herself up off the ground. Her fingers traced over a bump on her forehead, that was still throbbing. Adeline groaned and started to move her legs and feet properly and upwards until her foot collided with something hard. Adeline turned her head to the side and looked, although her vision was still blurry she could see the iron bars. Adeline gasped, but then coughed again due to the dust. She was imprisoned somewhere.
"I'm sorry," said an odd, mildly british-accented voice. Adeline scrambles to her feet and tries to locate the person from behind the bars. "You weren't meant to be brought here injured." Several questions buzzed through her mind: Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here? All of those seemed horribly cliche' though so the first thing to come out of Adeline's mouth was,
"Jackass." The statement actually surprised Adeline herself and she blinks a few times to try and clear her mind.
"Manners, please," says the voice and there is no venom behind his request seemingly leaving it at just that. A request only.
"I could be more polite if you'd let me out," Adeline says with some snark, something that had clearly rubbed off on her from Rori. Using snark to mask fear wasn't a completely bad tactic.
"Of course," he says lightly "but first we must reach some form of an.. Understanding."
"Do I even know you?" Adeline questions, still trying to find where the man is. She can hear light footsteps in the darkness beyond her, but can't actually see anything more than the occasional silhouette. She tries to use her powers to get a lock on his mind, to look through his eyes, but all she accomplishes to do is get a wicked headache. Like her powers were redirected and shot back at her full force.
"Yes and no." Adeline rubs her forehead, not really enjoying the psychical feeling of the outward pain of bruising and the inward pain of a raging migraine.
"Why can't anyone just get on with it?" She snaps, forcing the words out even though she'd rather stay quiet and curl up in the corner of the cell. Because that's such an attractive idea, Adeline thinks sarcastically to herself. She would roll her eyes, but that would hurt.
"Because it is an incredibly long story," says the man as he finally turns on a light. Adeline's eyes go wide and the light, albeit dim, still hurts her, but she can't help it. Him, this man, was a cyborg. Not just any: The Vision.
_Dangerous Games_
"No more blurry vision I hope," mutters Serena as she finishes cleaning the wound on Matthew's head and checking to make sure all of the stitches are still intact.
"It's pretty much gone," he answers from where he's laying on one of the gold couches in the living room of their living room at S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Good." Serena then finishes covering the wound with some gauze on that particular top part of his forehead, which was mostly hidden by his thick shaggy dark hair. Serena might have entirely missed it if it weren't for; A) the blood trailing down or, B) the fact that his pupils were dilated, proving that he had a concussion.
The kids had come back from a mission last night, that was supposed to be purely observation and educational, but ended up being on the front lines against a whole horde of HYDRA escapees. Agent Lanning and agent Todd were both pretty impressed with the kids fire, although they were inches away from cracking under the pressure, they all still made it out alive which was more than could be said for some other poor S.H.I.E.L.D agents. Serena was thankful that the kids injuries weren't so extensive. Canary had a broken ankle, a few broken fingers, but other than that it was just being a bit battered and bruised. Matthew had a concussion, had a sizable gash on his left side and a couple cracked ribs. The reason Serena had used the word had was because Matthew regenerated so quickly that even his bones got to work on mending themselves properly. Alice had gotten no more than a contusion bruise on her right wrist and a few cuts and bumps. According to Matthew, Canary, Todd and Lanning, Alice was remarkably good at playing her angles. Maybe even a little too good. Canary swore it was impossible to be that perfect. Everyone had something to hide.
"You all better get to bed," Serena says in a voice not unlike a mother's. There were mumbles of some agreement. They were all too battered and worn out to argue.
Matthew lay in bed, unable to sleep for some reason- Well, for some reason beyond the horrible burning pain that radiated through out his body whenever his regenerative powers booted-up. This was different. His skin was crawling in some strange form of anxiety and there was a subtle itch in the back of his mind, the annoying feeling of knowing you've forgotten something almost, only Matthew had no idea what that could be.
WHY THE HELL WOULD AN EX-AVENGER BE HOLDING ME HOSTAGE?! Adeline mentally shouted. A question that sadly couldn't be answered at this time.
The cyborg- The Vision moved to unlock the door to the cage. Adeline tried not to psychically show it, but she was getting ready to run like hell. She had heard of the Vision's unparalleled power before, but maybe, just maybe, she could cover enough ground to get out, or possibly get a message to her friends. Depending on how far she was she might be able to send out a mental message.
The Vision opened the gate and at first Adeline moved real slowly. She got to the gates edge and stood still for maybe about half a second. She threw her arm to the right and hit the unsuspecting cyborg with a blast of her abilities. Although maybe he did suspect it because he recovered remarkably fast. Adeline bolted out of the room, hoping and praying that the prospect of the Vision being able to intangibly pass through walls was a myth. Adeline turned down several hallways and felt like she was going in a never ending circle. Adeline was breathing hard, panicking and worrying that the Vision may be right on her heels. Despite the risk Adeline uses her power to levitate upwards to look out a high window, unfortunately all she can see is fog. Adeline starts to breathe harder and panic more and that was right before things got even worse. Adeline was tackled down, but not by the robot, but by some blonde haired girl clad in an all black suit. Adeline recognized the girl.
"You?!" Adeline cried incredulously. It was the strange stalked from her school. The girl didn't answer at all and instead tried to punch Adeline in the head, thus would be knocking her out. Adeline squirms and wriggles enough to avoid the girls blow. The girl raises her hand again to strike with another blow, but Adeline is just able to get one of her hands free and uses her powers to throw the girl back into a wall. Adeline scrambles to get to her feet and runs again.
The girl groans as she picks herself up off the floor and shakes her hands and neck out. "Didn't tell me the girl has chops,"she muttered as she took off in Adeline's direction at high speed.
Adeline continued to run down the halls. She honestly wasn't even paying attention to left or right anymore she was just running for her life. Adeline finally came to a set double doors and she hastily curled her finger around the knobs to try and force them open, but they wouldn't budge. Adeline could hear fast approaching footsteps behind her. The silver haired girl quickly backed up and used her powers to blow the doors open. Adeline ran out and was met with the darkness of night. It was so dark that her eyes had to adjust. She blinked a few times and was horrified to find that she'd only walked out onto a high balcony. She could see acres of land between here and even the road. The balcony was high up, at least three stories, but Adeline didn't really feel she had a choice. Adeline climbed up onto the railing and got to her feet on the thin, circular beam. Just as she had worked up the courage to jump the material of her shirt was grabbed and she was yanked back onto the balcony. "What are you crazy?!" The girl perusing Adeline questions astonished. Adeline tries to blast her again with her energy, but the girl dodges and trips Adeline expertly. The girl gets on top of Adeline expertly pinning her down and punches her once in the chest and then goes for her head again and the girl strikes her target.
"ADAM, HELP ME!"
Adam meets with agents Hill, Todd and Lanning for a debrief on what the hell actually happened, in Hill's office. Agent Lanning begins to explain the weapon Hydra was carrying was a strange sort of sound emitter that could actually alter vibrations. Agent Todd suspected it was probably commissioned by the notorious Ulysses Claw after finding small piece of vibranium at the devices core. Agent Todd explains that they had recovered the vibranium fragment and the weapon, although the gun was beyond repair after Matthew had crushed it. The agents explained that he was pretty pissed at Claw for practically blowing her ear drums to hell. With the kids enhanced sensed, which heavily included sight and hearing, it couldn't have been pleasant.
Adam's focus was drifting in and out. Whenever someone would mention something about one of the kids he would tune back in other wise it was all background noise to him. All of the sudden Adam heard a painfully high pitched ringing in his ears that apparently no one else was hearing so Adam brushed it off until, "ADAM, HELP ME!" The psychic blast came at him like a title wave. All and once and hard.
Hill's eyes immediately went to Adam as he grunted and doubled over quickly and then he slipped out of his chair and passed out. "Foster?" She questioned concerned as she quickly pushed herself up from her chair and went to investigate. He was still breathing, his heart was still beating normal. Maria hadn't the slightest idea of what had just happened. She called medics to come have a look at him just in case it was something weird that could be potentially dangerous.
After a few minutes Adam woke up, rambling about something that wasn't quite coherent yet. However, Serena was the first one to be able to make sense of it all and was able to help the demi-god get his head strait again.
"A psychic S.O.S?" Maria quoted the half-immortal somewhat exasperatedly.
"This isn't the first time people have messaged me for help," Adam explains, rubbing the back of his head from the still dull ache.
"And did you black out every time too?" Adam gives Maria a look and shakes his head.
"Not normally, only when whoever's sending the call-out in frantic or scared."
"It's more than just sending out a message it's like sending out all of you emotions, your fears, your thoughts, like putting out a temporary copy of your entire consciousness. Sometimes that's too much for the receiver to take," Serena explains and adds in helpfully.
"Do we have any idea who sent out this S.O.S?" Maria decides to ask instead, opting to just go with it even though she clearly didn't understand it and probably never would either.
"Yeah," Adam breaths lowly "Adeline."
