OMG, I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE ON CHAPTER NINE! (Well 15 if you count my prequel)Thank you all for supporting me this whole way through! I am so thankful that I discovered FanFiction last month because I finally found a place where I can share my work and ideas and get real feedback!
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Chapter Nine
Daisy's POV
It has been a week since I was stabbed by the Kree, and Jemma is finally letting me go on missions. May has been training me the past couple of days but I feel I'm ready. This morning Mack called us into briefing and told us about a new issue: an Inhuman wreaking havoc in her small town. He didn't say much about it, except that she has the ability to do something awful to her victims' minds. But no one knows exactly what she does to them, because all the victims are in too much anguish to speak or try to explain what happened to them.
"So, wheels up in five," he said. Davis nodded and left to go get the plane started. May and Yo-Yo left to get ready. I started to leave, but Mack grabbed my arm. "Are you sure you're ready for this? This Inhuman, she's powerful..."
"Well, so am I," I told him, standing up straighter. "Besides, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I smiled.
He nodded and took a deep breath, releasing his grasp on my arm. "Good luck, Tremors."
Let's just say I was a little scared as we flew in the Zepher to the small Kansas town. Sure, I was physically ready for my first real mission, but was I truly emotionally ready? Especially since this particular Inhuman causes psychological pain to her victims. Crap.
When we landed, Yo-Yo and May were the first ones off the plane; they would clear the area. We had landed next to a large barn in the middle of a cornfield, and I watched as the two women approached it and went inside. My heart was pounding in fear for them, and I must admit, for my own safety.
When we got their signal, Piper, Davis, and I left the plane, fully armed with ICERs and Davis had a handgun. I walked up to the barn, hand raised, ready to quake the daylights out of any assailants I might have.
"GO AWAY!" came an unfamiliar female voice. I entered the barn to see a woman a few years older than me standing on a hay bale. She had her arms raised, much like I did, and had them aimed at Yo-Yo and May, who were aiming their own weapons at her. "If you don't leave, I'll have to hurt you!"
"Let us help you control your powers," May said, in her motherly tone of voice.
The woman shook her head. "I don't need help. What I need is freedom."
"Which you may get eventually," Yo-Yo told her. "Just like me, and her." She gestured to me, and I nodded in agreement. "My friends here took me in and helped me control my powers. I can't imagine my life without them. Heck, I would be long dead."
"I'd rather die than become a lab rat!" she screamed. Her expression all-too-quickly turned into a smirk; she almost looked evil. "Then again, it would get me closer to more of my victims!" she hissed. Something, I don't know what, came out of her hands and we all ducked. I ducked behind a wood post that wouldn't give me much coverage for long.
"Let us take you in!" shouted Piper, who I could see was trying to ICE her. "We won't hurt you!"
"Stop," I said to Piper, pressing my back against the post. "She'll hurt you. Let me convince her. I'm an Inhuman. She'll listen to me."
Piper shook her head frantically. "But-but Daisy..."
"I've got this," I told her, but I was really speaking to myself. "Let me."
I took a deep breath and stepped from the post, my arms raised.
The woman chuckled. "You think you can hurt me?" She raised her arms, imitating me. "I am the most powerful Inhuman to ever be created."
"I beg to differ." I quaked her into the wall behind her. I ran toward her, ready to ICE her at any time. She was sitting up against the wall, a smirk on her face.
"Wow, your powers are cool," she said.
"Yeah, and?" I aimed the ICER at her.
Her smirk widened. "I'm sure your memories will be a very interesting addition to my collection." Just as I tried to shoot her, that same thing came out of her hands.
"No, Daisy!" echoed a voice that felt so far away.
I felt a burning, electric sensation and everything went black.
A few seconds later, I started to see shapes forming into pictures, then reality. But not what I was expecting.
My heart dropped when I realized I was in the very place my powers began.
May's POV
"No, Daisy!" I yelled as she was struck by the Inhuman woman. Daisy fell to the floor, unconscious. I was relieved when Piper quickly shot this unfamiliar Inhuman woman with her ICER so that she couldn't hurt anyone else.
I rushed to Daisy's side, putting my hands on her shoulders and shaking her. "Wake up, Daisy," I told her. "That's an order."
But her eyes remained closed and she did not move.
I frantically pressed two fingers against her neck and was relieved when I felt a strong pulse. "She's alive," I told the other agents. "Davis," I said, waving him over. "Carry her to the Zepher."
He nodded and squatted next to me, sliding his arms underneath Daisy and lifting her up. "What did she do to her?" he asked.
I shook my head sadly. "You know as much as I do."
As he left, Piper and I grabbed the Inhuman woman, who I now knew was named Sara, upon reading her I.D. in her pocket. Once we got back to the Zepher, we threw Sara into a containment pod and Davis strapped Daisy safely into a seat.
Piper looked at me with scared eyes. "What do we do now, Agent May?"
I sighed. "We go back to the Lighthouse. I'll let Simmons know beforehand." I shook my head, gently stroking the head of the girl I'd long thought of as a daughter. She looked so troubled, so terrified, even as she slept there.
"Lighthouse this is Zepher One," I said into the Zepher's comm right after we took off.
"Zepher One this is Mack. Everything go okay?"
"Negative, Mack. Daisy's been struck by the Inhuman woman."
I could almost feel the shock on his face through the comms. He hesitated. "Anyone else?"
"Also a negative."
"I'll let Simmons know," he said robotically. "Over and out."
Daisy's POV
I had just gotten out of the cocoon. I was stuck underneath the rubble. I was terrified and Trip was dead. Raina was who knows where and me, well, I was scared. "Why the heck am I here?" I whispered to myself. I remembered that the Inhuman woman said that my memories would be interesting to add to her collection. Maybe she was making me relive my memories, and she could see them too.
I looked down at my hands, then pinched myself, hoping to wake up. Yes, I felt the sensation of minor pain, but I didn't wake up. I was still here, in the Kree temple.
The Kree, I thought to myself, have caused me more pain than anything else...
I finally managed to dig my way out of the rubble, as I did nearly four years ago. When I finally made it to a clean breath, three people in quarantine suits rushed toward me and forced me to come with them.
Time seemed to skip as I found myself in the Playground's hangar, in the Bus's interrogation cell. I got very nervous all of a sudden, realizing that I was stuck in a mind prison and I needed to get out. But my thoughts were interrupted as I felt the ground shake from beneath me. That's right, I thought, my emotions controlled my powers at first.
"Hey, hey Skye," said Jemma, who entered the room. I was almost shocked to hear her call me that again. "You need to calm yourself."
I was trembling in fear in spite of myself. But not the same kind of fear as when I experienced it for the first time. "Jemma..." I croaked as she sat on the cot next to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
"Shh, Skye, it's okay," she whispered into my ear.
"But Simmons..." I sighed, finally making the quakes cease. "Tell me it's really you."
She furrowed her brow, an odd smile appearing on her face. "Of course it's really me."
"No, no, no..." I started. "Actually you. Like, the Jemma who married Fitz."
She gasped. "What are you talking about, Skye?!"
"The name's Daisy," I muttered.
"What? No, your name is-"
"Daisy!"
"Skye, are you okay? Because you're acting awfully strange..."
My heart raced. I was stuck, with no idea as to how to get out.
Next thing I knew, I was at Lincoln's grave.
Jemma's POV
"Daisy's been struck," Mack told me somberly.
"By the Inhuman?" I asked, my heart racing in fear. He nodded sadly. "That poor girl..." I whispered to myself.
Once the team arrived, I rushed with my med team to the Zepher, quickly loading Daisy onto the stretcher. She was unconscious, it seemed, but she wasn't dead. I wondered what was happening to her.
Once we got to the lab, I hooked her up to every monitor I could find but found normal activity everywhere. "It's as if she's sleeping," I told May. "But based on previous victims, she'll wake up relatively soon and begin acting...off..."
"Oh, Lord," May whispered to herself. "How come Daisy always has to endure all the bad stuff?"
I shook my head. "I don't know, May. I do not know."
Daisy's POV
"Oh, Lord, what is happening to me?!" I thought to myself. I looked down at Lincoln's grave and realized that this was when I visited his grave after his death. A sole tear trickled from my eye as I remembered him. "Keep it together, Daisy," I told myself. "This is all in the past. This is how that woman wants you to react."
I wiped the tear from my cheek and walked away from the grave, hoping to find a way to get the heck out of here. I sat against a nearby tree and screwed my eyes shut, hoping to will myself out of there.
"It's not that easy, Skye," came an echoing voice. I realized it was the woman who had done this to me. "Or Daisy, or whatever you call yourself."
"Get me out of here," I demanded.
"Mmm, no. I am quite enjoying watching your memories. And at your expense!" She seemed to laugh evilly. "Ahh, your friends will be so worried about you. But, why not let you wake up for a moment?"
"Please do."
"Oh, I will." She chuckled. "But not without a catch! You won't be able to speak right or move, my dear."
"What the heck is wrong with you?" I muttered under my breath.
Everything turned black again like before, but now the shapes formed into the Lighthouse lab. I was relieved and almost forgot the catch as Simmons ran up to me.
"Sfjsjs..." I mumbled, trying to say something to her. But my words wouldn't come out. My heart stopped in fear. "Hejekw cjdj pejw."
"What are you saying, Daisy?" Simmons asked gently, stroking my hair.
I tried to move my arms to maybe write it down, but they wouldn't budge. I could only move from my neck up. "Wjjwjwj..." A tear of frustration trickled from my eye. "...wiiwiw."
"I can't understand you, Daisy."
I shook my head and cursed that awful Inhuman woman out. I watched as May and Yo-Yo entered the room but gave up on trying to talk to them.
A small tear left Simmons's eye as she turned to May. "She's awake, but...she isn't speaking right, May." She turned her gaze back to me and looked at me with pity.
"Hey, Daisy," May said calmly. "If you can hear us, nod. If you can't, shake your head."
I nodded'and watched as my friends smiled. "So she can hear us," Simmons said. "Can you move?"
I shook my head.
"Do you know why?" Yo-Yo asked me.
I nodded.
"What? Are you stuck in a mind prison that Sara—that Inhuman woman—put you in?" May asked.
I nodded once again, a few tears escaping.
"Shh, it's okay," Simmons told me, taking a tissue and gently wiping the tears from my face.
"Daisy, do you have any idea how to get out?" Yo-Yo inquired.
I shook my head, but then nodded, to show them I was undecided. "Hehekw dkeke Jjej..." I started. I was trying to tell them that she would put me back to sleep in a matter of seconds. I was almost sobbing now; I was so frustrated. Before I knew it, black returned to my vision.
Jemma's POV
It hurt so much to see Daisy like that. She clearly couldn't talk, but she was fully lucid and could hear us. She went back into unconsciousness a few moments after awaking, and I got frustrated, throwing a medical tray across the room. I sunk into the floor, burying my face in my hands as the sobs rang out. I felt a soothing hand on my back as, presumably May, tried to calm me.
Daisy's POV
"Get me the heck out of here!" I screamed to that awful woman, Sara. I was now in the Framework, stuck in that horrible Hydra cell. My entire body ached as I remembered the beating The Doctor, or you know, Fitz, gave me.
My heart raced as the door opened and Fitz walked in. It's not him, I said to myself, It's a terrible man, not him.
I watched in horror as he walked over to me. I was lying against the wall, incapacitated for now. "Please don't hurt me..." I croaked.
He fixed his hair and squatted to meet my gaze. "You betrayed us, Agent Skye."
I sighed. "Oh, Sara..."
He stood up straight and tightened his tie. "I look forward to more with you, but for now, I'll leave you with something to think about." He lifted his foot and kicked me right in the gut. I gagged and hunched over, feeling ready to hurl at any moment.
"Please..." I whispered to him.
I felt another sharp pain, this time in my back. I fell flat onto my stomach and curled up into a ball, trying to make myself as small as possible. I was in too much pain to fight back. I coughed up blood onto the floor.
"Take me away, please! I'll do anything..." I told Sara, hoping she could hear me. Luckily she answered my pleas and everything turned black again.
Jemma's POV
"Is there anything you can do?" Mack asked me.
I shook my head. "We just have to hope that Daisy fights through this herself. A few of the other victims have snapped out of it and gotten almost back to normal, except they exhibit symptoms of P.T.S.D., as if Sara made them experience their worst memories." I looked over at the sleeping girl in the bed across from me. "Given all that Daisy's experienced, this'll be tough for her to deal with when she wakes up. She'll need our support more than ever."
"This means she'll see me hurting her again, doesn't it?" Fitz asked me, his eyes wide.
"It's quite possible," I answered honestly. I put my hand on his shoulder. "But we'll be right here, ready to support her through everything."
He side-smiled and nodded, but I could tell his throat was caught.
CEO of overusing italics, right? Anyway, sorry if this took a while. I promise I will continue this! Just bear with me. I know this chapter was a little longer but I had to get this all in.
Ok I'm doing a new thing: question of the chapter! Ok here's this chapter's question: when do you think I started watching AoS? Like what year and month? Answer that somewhere in your review and the correct answer will be in the next chapter!
