(Based on an Agents of Shield Moment)
Setting; a small grey metal room with no windows.
A young man holding a gun stood in front of Manny, he seemed a little crazed.
"Are you, are you really El Tigre?" The man asked shakily.
"Yes…" Manny responded hesitantly
"My god, your finally here. You can finally save us!" The man seemed so happy he could cry.
Manny raised his hands up, as if it would help calm the man "Woah, woah, calm down. First off, were the hell am I? I just got teleported here with no warning."
"Oh, right! This is-"
*WHACK*
The man was suddenly knocked out cold by Marcus, who jumped out of seemingly nowhere.
Manny; "Why'd you do that?! He was about to tell me where I am….Where we are!"
Marcus; "Oh, I'm sorry. Next time I see a dude pointing a shotgun at you, I'll just stand by and watch."
They had propped up the man against the wall, and waited for him to wake up. It was taking a long time.
Manny; "Damn Mark, how hard did you hit him?"
Marcus; "What the hell kind of question is that? As hard as I possibly could."
Manny sighed heavily with a lot of annoyance, they were going to be there for a while.
