"Skye you're excused from this." Mack said, leading Peter into another doorway.
Mack left Peter standing in the middle of an empty room.
The door on the far side opened and an older woman walked in and stood in front of him.
"I'm Deputy Director Melinda May and welcome to hell." She threw a quick punch, which he caught midway.
"Nice reflexes. Let's see what else you've got."
"Is this a test or something."
She kicked backwards and began a motion to grab his arm with her other hand, only for him to duck out of the way.
"Yes, and so far, you're passing."
She attempted to throw him, only for his strength to resist. She tried a low kick, but he jumped up.
She looked up and saw him on the ceiling.
"Yeah… that was always me." He said, before dropping down.
"Not bad at all." She said.
"Was there a point to all this."
"We need to evaluate you. You might not be an Inhuman, but you're still gifted, and we needed to know exactly how."
She pointed to the cameras around the room.
"The accords?" He asked
She just nodded.
She led him back outside, where Mack and Skye were waiting.
"We're good. Onwards."
The went down a set of stairs into a long, wide room.
"Peter, as you're a minor, this time you get to sit this out." May said as he watched Mack hand Skye protective goggles, ear plugs, and a 9mm pistol.
"Why does she get a gun?" Peter asked.
"She's an adult and was in the army. You're a kid in high school." May said.
Peter was about to protest, but relented as he watched Skye hit every target the popped up around the room.
She put the gun down, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Mack put his hand on her shoulder.
"Memories?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Go take a break. It's Peter's turn."
"So I do get a go?"
"Yes, with these." Fitz said, entering. He handed Peter two new web shooters.
"How'd you make these so fast?" Peter asked, putting one on
"3D printer and a back door into Stark industries."
Peter let a web fly and gave it a good pull.
"You made it even stronger." Peter said in amazement
"That's not all." A voice said, from the wrist strap of the shooter.
"KAREN?" Peter asked in amazement "What happened to you?"
"Mr. Stark took me out of the suit after he took it back. I've been stuck in his server farm all this time."
"She's the one who contacted us about you." Fitz said, "She's the back door."
"Wow… Thanks…" Peter said, almost at a loss for words. He put on both shooters and took his spot on the line. He made quick work of the targets, webbing up each in rapid succession.
"Nice work, kid" Mack said. "Come on, let's get you some diner."