John snuck out of his apartment, closing the door behind him as quietly as possible. He was concentrating so much that before he had even left the building his stealth had increased by two.

Congratulations! You have levelled a skill:

Stealth – Level 52

As soon as he left the building, he began to jog down the street towards the nearest train station. It did not take him long to get there at all due to the adrenaline running through his system. He looked behind him a couple of times and breathed in relief when he saw no sign of him being followed.

He made his way through the train station as quickly and as smoothly as he possibly could. His escape was split up into steps.

Step 1. He had to get as far away from his house as possible as quickly as possible. At that moment he was heading towards the other side of the city, where SHIELD hopefully would not be able to track him until step two had been completed.

Step 2. He had to get out of the city. Whether that was getting a bus or stealing a car did not matter. Considering he did not know how to drive a car it would probably be the former.

Step 3. Get a new identity. He could contact Phineas in a couple of days to get himself a new identity. He could dye his hair a different colour and begin to wear glasses. It would not stand up too much scrutiny, but he would be just one person in a sea of millions.

John got on the first train to the other side of the city and watched all the nearby entrances of the train. He needed to keep moving. He didn't stop and sit, instead he began to walk down the drain through the different compartment. Finally, faced with no other choice, he stood in the corner of one of the compartments, analysing everyone there as he rode the train.

Half an hour of paranoia later, John had reached his destination. He left the train and exited the train station quickly but not quickly enough that it seemed that he was running from something.

It was quite late by that point and it would not be long until the last bus of the day left for New York, he had looked on a website and found out where he needed to go.

He began to head straight towards the bus station but found something pricking the back of his neck. His danger intuition. Moments later, John concentrated behind him and managed to see a flash of blond hair. Bobby Morse.

Now that he knew what to look for, John noticed quite a few things. John saw two more people on thew street that seemed to be immensely focused on him more than anything else.

"Shit." John spoke, not quite knowing what to do then. He panicked.

As soon as he turned the corner, he pushed off his heels and began to sprint down the road. Almost immediately the three SHIELD agents chased after him, right on his heels.

He noticed immediately that the two other SHIELD agents had already began falling behind, but Bobby Morse was not going to give up on catching him anytime soon. He ran through the streets, searching for any way to lose her. Minutes passed as he sprinted, his face began to go completely red as his AP decreased.

It was not long until he realised that he had made a massive mistake. Bobby Morse was guiding him like a sheep dog herding its flock, she was herding him in a particular direction, and it was working. There was nothing he could do; it was either go in the direction she wanted him to or get caught.

Soon he spotted an old warehouse and ran inside, finding himself immediately inside a hallway. He hid inside an adjacent room immediately and attempted to slow his rapid and desperate breathing. It did not work.

He heard the agent's footsteps as she walked into the room and he decided in that moment what to do. His camouflage would be seen through easily by a trained agent like Bobby Morse, so he only really had one choice.

He leapt out of his hiding position and threw himself towards her, throwing a punch. She reacted quickly, slapping his hand away with ease before delivering a brutal kick to his abdomen, sending him flying back.

He attempted to reach out to her again but failed, with his agile opponent simply dodging before punching him in the face. However, that proved to be useful for him.

Using a disproportionate amount of power, John channelled it into his paralysis fist and grabbed her wrist, leading to her collapsing to the floor, completely helpless.

Congratulations! You've earned and levelled a skill:

Unarmed Combat – Level 4

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to let you catch me." John spoke and ran out of the room. As he left, he heard the voices of the other SHIELD agents headed towards the warehouse and moved further inside, hopefully to hide better and convince them that he was gone.

He realised how grave a mistake that was however when he walked inside the large room of the warehouse and saw multiple SHIELD agents, each with their guns drawn and aimed towards him.

"Fuck." He swore.

"Hands up!" One of the agents warned and John did exactly what they said. He was unable to do nothing as they handcuffed him. Unfortunately, despite his paralysis touch, he would have been unable to defend himself against that many trained agents.

"Now, I'm glad all of that's over." John heard a familiar voice speak and watched as Phillip Coulson walked into the room with his signature serene smile.

"Who the hell are you." John spoke, barely unable to hold the anger in his voice back.

"You can call me Agent Coulson. I work for SHIELD." The man explained.

"SHIELD?" John asked, mimicking confusion.

"We protect the world from people like you Mr Smith." Coulson explained. "Enhanced, super-powered, whatever you say."

"I don't know what you're talking about." John denied everything, although he knew it wouldn't work.

"My paralysed agent in the other room says otherwise, at least its only temporary." Coulson spoke, confirming John's thoughts that they had found out about him from his heist. "It is only temporary, right?"

"Yes." John sighed.

"Good." Coulson clapped once. "Now, I'm going to make you a generous offer on behalf of my superiors. You're just a kid so I'm giving you a bit of mercy, I suggest you take it. You can still change your fate."

"What offer?"

"Option one, you are going to go to prison and never see the light of day again, your too dangerous. Option two, you come and work for SHIELD for the foreseeable future. One day you might earn your freedom back. After all, you have committed a number of crimes these past few days." Coulson explained.

"Fine, I'll pick the latter." John decides and as soon as he spoke everything around him went black instantly.