"Quinn's organised to meet with some top brass to sell the super soldiers to at Cybertek." Ward said as he joined me in the cockpit. I turned away from the screen where I'd been watching Garrett acting very strangely in the cargo hold. He'd wrenched one of the glass doors of the lab off it's hinges and had started carving some sort of design into it with a nail.
"What's wrong with Garrett?" I asked Ward.
"He took Raina's serum." He replied.
"He what? The same serum we've been risking our lives for?" I asked and his silence answered my question. "So now what? The only thing we've been working towards is to find a way to keep Garrett from dying. Where does that leave us?"
"I don't know. The only reason we joined Hydra was for Garrett, but now there's nothing left to fight for." He replied.
"There's something wrong with him. We need to make sure we don't follow him blindly into something that could be bad for us." I said as I eased 'The Bus' onto the ground at the facility.
"I know." Ward said as we headed for the cockpit door.
"He's going mad." I added as I reached for the door but it was wrenched open from the other side and Deathlok stood in the doorway. "What?" I asked him.
"Garrett wants you." He replied.
"Does he now?" I muttered as I pushed past Deathlok and headed for the cargo hold, where we met Garrett, changed into our tac gear and headed into the facility.
"Boys!" Garrett cried as we entered a large concrete room, with high windows and the centipede machine sitting on a podium in the middle of the room. There were six top military personnel standing in front of Quinn who was selling the technology to the men.
"Who the hell is this?" One of the men asked.
"This is our strategy consultant, John Garrett." Quinn said as suddenly, the facilities alarms started to blare and I switched into agent mode.
"I want full disclosure right now. Or our boys will come in and shut you down. Why do I hear gunfire?" The man ordered.
"You hear the dying breathe of an old world, General, and a new world is coming. I've tasted it on my tongue." Garrett replied.
"This is your strategy consultant?" the general asked, skeptically.
"He's…part time." Quinn said.
"New strategy – you shut your mouth and give us everything we want." Garrett said to the General. I saw a few members of personnel take a small step forwards or put a hand on their belts, where they were probably keeping a gun, and I did the same.
"You threaten a United States General, and there are consequences." The general warned.
"Oh, you feel powerful now, don't you?" Garrett mocked. "But you're all just slaves who will serve our future."
"Listen, you crazy son of a bitch…" the General began.
"Gentlemen, perhaps a small demonstration will…" Quinn tried.
"Yes. Oh, yes." Garrett interrupted. "A demonstration." He said and looked around at us before driving his hand into the General's stomach, piercing his skin, his hand going deep into the General's insides. I gaped at what I was seeing as Garrett lifted the general up high into the air as blood ran from the side of his mouth. "I've seen the future. I've glimpsed it through the eyes of every creature – dead, living, or yet to be. This is the beginning." He finished as there was a loud crunch and Garrett pulled his hand out from the general, holding a section of his spine. I saw Quinn gag beside us and Ward looked horrified.
"The beginning of what, John?" I asked, appalled.
"The end." He replied and dropped the general on the ground.
"He's psychotic." Ward cried. We were alone in one of the hallways in the facility, trying to work out what to do with John. "We just had to lock up six government officials because he butchered the seventh one."
"Well, what do we do?" I asked. "We can't just follow him blindly into this madness. It's suicide." I finished as, again, we were interrupted by Deathlok.
"The compounds been hit. Raina and Quinn took off." Deathlok reported. I sighed angrily and headed back into the room to find Garrett.
"John!" I called to him. "We need to take action now. What are our orders?"
"That's up to you, darlin'." He replied.
"Wake up!" I yelled. "Come back to reality, John. What do you need us to do? Because if there's nothing. Then I am walking right out that door." I threatened and I meant it.
"You've already done it." he said as his phone rang.
"What!?" I sighed, disbelievingly as he answered the call.
"Skye. You sound different on the phone…" Garrett said into the phone and I looked over at Ward who look concerned. "…no, I'm not too concerned...Phil's around? Great! We actually have a lot to talk about." He finished and hung up.
"Raina told me how special Skye is. I know you've seen that from the start. Get her." He said to Ward who nodded and then left the room.
"Sir?" I asked.
"You want orders?" Garrett asked. "Shut off the alarm. We don't need armed forces here as well as S.H.I.E.L.D."
'Finally, something sensible' I thought. I nodded before leaving the room, reloading my gun as I went. I ran through the hallways, only encountering Cybertek employees, running in the opposite direction, out of the building. None of them tried to stop me, or paid any attention to me for that matter. I found the security room and punched some commands into one of the computers, before hitting a button, which disabled the alarms.
I straightened up and turned towards the door but stopped when I saw Trip standing in the doorway.
"I'm sorry, Trip." I said. "I didn't want any of you to get hurt."
"Yeah, well it's too late for that now." He replied. "You were Hydra at the Academy, too, weren't you?" he asked coming to stand in front of me and I nodded. "Mm, right." He nodded before pulling out an 'Icer'. I grabbed his hands and forced them above his head as he fired a shot, it only hitting the ceiling. I blocked a kick from him and stood up, kneeing him in the stomach. He grabbed one of my wrists and I tried to punch him with the other hand, but he caught that too and pulled my arms tightly, behind my back.
"I'm taking you in." Trip said as I struggled in his grip. I gathered all my strength and threw him over my head. I grabbed the 'Icer' out of his hand and pointed it and my gun at his head as I moved out of his reach.
"Sorry, Trip." I said and fired the 'Icer' at him before hurrying past his unconscious body.