Agents of SHIELD: Agents of Redemption

by JFuzzyWraith0587

With dangerous change on the horizon, Director Coulson tries to stem the tide, but he can't do it alone. With his team still recuperating from the Jia Ying/InHuman assault and Simmons missing he has to recruit an old ally to aid him. Jaxx is a former soldier and a 0-8-4, but are his skills alone enough to help rebuild SHIELD, or will the secrets from his past make him a danger.

10. Ep1 Ch4 Crucible pt2

(Disclaimer: Hey ladies and gents, sorry that it's been a while since I posted any chapters but I've been working on other projects that I've had in the works for some time and I would like to thank you all for your patience. This chapter is longer than previous chapters because I was trying to finish the story in one huge chapter but I got overwhelmed so I decided to cut it off here. Thanks for support and for liking the story I have created and stay tuned for the last chapter of this particular story.

Once again I like to say that I in no way own nor control any Marvel characters in this story or any other, all I control is my own imagination and of course my custom character Jaxx. Leave comments if you wish and I will post the last chapter as soon as possible. Peace)

Location: 2 ½ miles inland, aka "The Pit"

It's been just over 5 minutes since Coulson, Skye, and Simmons were brought to the pit. Just a little over 5 minutes, since they first gazed into the massive grave which was before them; looking on in horror and disbelief at the distorted bodies that riddled the pit. As they stared into the eyes of the dead, they all had one singular thought; why these people? What gave Hydra the right to steal them away from their lives only to snuff them out when they were through?

Since he graduated from the academy and became an agent, he has seen his fair share of some really bad and distasteful things, but this…he could never have imagine that anyone was capable of something like this, but then again; Hydra was more than capable of commenting heinous acts like this. Agent Triplett was both speechless and horrified when he first saw the pit, but seeing it a second time only made him feel more disgusted than the first. He chose not to ignore this, to not put his emotions aside for the mission instead; he vowed to find those responsible, and make them pay for what they've done here.

Simmons is a brilliant scientist and an extraordinary biochemist; she had studied some of the more complicated aspects of the human genome as well as enhanced genome. She was also curious too, often wondering and getting distracted by even the smallest details; this is what made her uniquely qualified to join S.H.I.E.L.D.; when she went to the academy, she reveled in all the wondrous things that she would see and experience once she graduated. Both frightened and excited by the unknown, with help from a certain colleague and her lab partner, Leo Fitz she dived into the fray head-on and eventually, was no longer fearful of the unknown, instead she embraced them as new and exciting challenges.

She had seen some strange and even deadly experiments while in the company of Director Coulson, then Agent Coulson, and his rag-tag team and yet; when she stood over the mass grave, filled with what she supposed was the failed results of GH.325, she felt out of her depth and once more, she felt fear. Normally, with her partner Fitz by her side, she would be more focused on what happened and what exactly was done to them. But Fitz wasn't here, not now anyways; without him here, she felt alone and frightened, like she did when she was just a child.

Outside of the occasional horror movie, Skye had never been witness to such a grotesque scene before. Seeing the pale, distorted corpses was enough to make her nauseated, but the smell of decay, and rotting flesh was just too much for her to contain. The entirety forced her to run over to the tree and vomit up what was left of her breakfast. Now, the nausea was starting to subside but the stench from the pit remained in the air, even more so due to the tropical heat. She thought that she would vomit again, but surprisingly, she managed to keep it together this time.

Taking slow, deep breaths in and out help as she tried to focus on anything other than what laid just 10 feet away. Her face and arms were soaking in sweat, and thanks to the heat that the tropical forest was so kind to provide. With beads of sweat dripping from her face and forehead, like a leaky faucet; she was amazed at herself, mainly due to the fact that she was still on her feet. Drinking water from her canteen would provide some relief from the heat, but part of her was unsure that she could keep it down.

Jaxx was perhaps the calmest and reserved among the group, at least that's what he portrayed. Inside however, he fought to keep his emotions in check, but seeing all those people just piled up on one another was almost too much to take. This wasn't the first mass grave that he had seen, but that doesn't make it any easier, especially when it involves Hydra. He tried so hard not to think about it, but the more he tried not to, the more it kept rushing him.

He had seen evil before, hell, he's even been up close with it many times, but what he saw was way beyond just evil. Seeing what Hydra was capable of only fueled his rage and hatred for them. Not letting it get the better of him, he focused on helping the hacker/agent Skye instead. He wasn't sure how much help he could actually be, but what other choice was there? Placing his hand on her back, he gently started rubbing her back counter-clockwise, hoping that at least it helps, if only a little.

He thought he saw it all, he thought that after that he had been through, nothing could rattle him ever again, but he was wrong. No amount of training or experience could have prepared him for this. Coulson had seen some bad things in his lifetime; from Obadiah Stane and his Iron Monger suit, to the Asgardian killing machine 'The Destroyer' nearly leveling a small town. He even survived being stabbed through the heart by Loki, which coincidentally, brings him here to this moment. Refusing to let his best agent, one he trained personally, to die on his watch Nick Fury did something unthinkable to bring him back. Fury stated that he would move heaven and hell to bring Coulson back, and he used Project T.A.H.I.T.I. to do it, but the cost was nearly too high.

Unbeknownst to him, the process which involved the serum Gh.325 was now the sole reason for Coulson being here. Coulson had wanted to believe that this had ended with Garrett's death, but deep down he knew better. As he stared into the pit, looking into the soulless clouded eyes of the dead, it all became all too clear.

Coulson

My god…how could they… (Staring down into the pit, his mind could barely grasp what he was seeing. So much that, his mind could barely form a thought.) I didn't know that Hydra was capable of something like this, much less actually… (He could hardly stand the sight of the bodies, but he noted that each one had similarities. Some had boils and blisters on their arms and faces, while others had blood coming from their ears, eyes, and mouth.)

(Triplett noticed that Director Coulson had yet to say a word and the fact that he was just standing there staring at the decaying bodies, left him more than concerned. Simmons had noticed this as well, and was also concerned, but she was still a bit shaken from her current experience. Trip asked.) "Are you okay sir?" (Coulson was so fixated on the bodies, trying to find some meaning in it all, that he didn't even hear him.)

(Simmons looks over at him, as she less horrified by what is in front of her, and more concerned with how Coulson was dealing with it all. She asks.) "Sir?" (Somehow, she managed to snap him out of his own thoughts. He turned to her, looking still a bit shocked and confused, as if he had just awoken from a nightmare. Coulson replied with a single word.) "Trash."

(Simmons was confused, as was Triplett. Neither of them knew what he meant, so Trip asked him) "What do you mean 'Trash' sir?" (Coulson looked back at the pit, and stated,) "These people had lives, families, people who cared about them, but Hydra…(Looks over at Trip, voice turning stern, angry) These people were nothing but failed trial runs. So, once they were done, they just dug a hole and tossed them in it, like trash."

(Coulson looks back at the pit, briefly, before looking back at Trip and stated with certainty) "We may not stop Hydra today or tomorrow, but this (points to the bodies that riddled the pit) this ends today. (Looks over at Simmons) No more innocent people are going to die for this. Whatever this new serum can do (Turns back to Trip) it's not worth paying this kind of price."

(Coulson was more determined, now more than ever, to stop Hydra and their plans for the serum. Trip whole-heartedly agreed, and so he asked "Understood sir. We're with you." (Simmons hesitated for a split second, but soon said) "We're all in agreement sir." I don't know if I could make it this far without any of you and I'm really glad I don't have to find out.

Skye

Sonuvabitch, I can't believe that I just, upchucked in front of everyone, like some newb their first day in the field. I'm better than this, stronger than this, but those people…their faces, the look of sheer pain…what in god's name did Hydra do to them? Was all this just some sort of, failed experiment or something? I don't even wanna know what all Hydra put them through; all it'll do is make my stomach churn again, and I don't think I handle a third go around with my breakfast burrito.

(She wipes her mouth with her rolled up sleeve then starts taking a deep breath, and then exhaling. Using her hands she wipes away the sweat which still beaded down her face, afterwards she turn around towards Jaxx. She started to feel a bit dizzy, and for a second her sight began to blur so she closed her eyes to try and focus.)

(Jaxx places his hand gently on her shoulder and asks) "You good?" well, my head is spinning, I feel like I'm about to throw up again, and on top of that I feel like I lost 20 lbs. worth of sweat thanks to this sauna we're walking through; so my answer would have to be a big fat no. (Skye replies) "Yeah, I'm fine." (Jaxx could tell that she was lying, in fact he knew it. He replies) "It was rhetorical. You need a drink."

Yeah, well (She opens her eyes, gives him a half-hearted smile and replied sarcastically) "Yeah, well let me if you spot a Tiki bar will ya?" (Jaxx gives her a half-assed grin) What? I'm trying to lighten the mood a bit. (Jaxx replies) "You need to keep hydrated otherwise you'll pass out from the heat. Where's your canteen?" Relax; I've got it right… (She reaches down at her waist, only to find that the canteen that was supposed to be hanging there wasn't.)

What the he-(She looks down, only to confirm that the canteen wasn't there, but soon realized where it was, or more specifically, where she left it. She sighs and replies) "Damnit," (She looked up at Jaxx, who was still waiting for her answer, and replied in an exhausted tone) "I must've forgot my canteen on the plane." Great Skye, just freaking perfect; add one more thing to my shit list.

(Jaxx doesn't say a word, he simply removes his backpack, placing it on the ground. He unclips the full canteen from his pack, and holds it out to Skye. He says) "Here," What, no I can't… (Jaxx continues) "Take a couple of swigs; you'll feel better." Well, it's not like I have a whole lot of options here. (She gratefully takes the canteen from Jaxx. Quickly she unscrewed the lid, taking a gulp. The cool water splashed back and forth as it went down her throat.)

Damn, I really needed that. (She takes another swig only this time it was a bigger gulp than she expected. She closed her eyes, tilted her head forward, and held her hand up to her mouth; trying to keep more than a mouth full of water from spilling out. After gulping down the water, she opened her eyes and looked at Jaxx, who was staring off in the direction of Coulson and the rest of the team.) I can only imagine what he's thinking about or how he's dealing with…what we saw.

(She holds the canteen out towards him, but he's so fixated that he doesn't notice; so she taps him on the chest, which seemed to finally catch his attention. He turned to her and she handed off the canteen, after taking it, he took a couple of gulps. Jaxx screwed the lid back on before kneeling down to clip it back onto his pack. Meanwhile Skye looked over at the group, and her mind began thinking, wondering about those who were thrown into the pit. She asked,) "Jaxx," I don't even know what I'm supposed to say, if anything.

(Jaxx looked up, just as Skye looked down at him. She couldn't find the words she was looking to say, which made Jaxx curious and somewhat concerned. He asked) "You okay?" am I okay? That has got to be the stupidest question that I've heard today. (She replies) "I am, so far from okay right now. Okay is not even a blip on my radar." (She looks over at the pit, while Jaxx paused for a second, before finishing clipping on his canteen. Afterwards he stood up and flung the straps over his shoulders and adjusted it so that it was more comfortable.)

(Skye asked, still staring at the pit,) "Do you think that Streiten is still alive?" (She looks back at Jaxx, who just stands there. He looks down at his feet for a split-second before returning his eyes to hers. His response) "I honestly don't know." Not the answer I was looking for, but at least he doesn't hold back. (Skye looks down; glancing out the corner of her eye at the pit. She remembered an old 70's horror movie she watched, way back before Coulson recruited her for S.H.I.E.L.D.)

(In the movie, there was this lab with people strapped to tables and scientist's experimenting on them using various drugs trying to create a perfect monster. It was corny, she knew that, but there was something about it that caused her to have nightmares for weeks after. It wasn't the gore, or the violence, or even the less than D-list acting; it was the screams that stuck with her, that caused her nightmares to seem so real.)

Great, now I'm going to have nightmares again, thanks to what Hydra did to those people. But the truth is; we failed, plain and simple. This is our mess, a mess that should have ended with Garrett. (Jaxx, gently taps her on the shoulder, and says) "Don't," (She seemed confused by his single word. Her eyes snap from the pit, back to Jaxx as she looks up at his stern expression.) Huh? Don't what? What's he talking about?

(She asks) "Don't what?" (Jaxx continues) "I know that look, in your eyes. Don't blame yourself for what happened to those people. It's not on you." Is that really what you believe, that me and Coulson aren't somehow responsible for what Hydra did to them? You're wrong Jaxx. (She shakes her head, and responds) "It is on me. If I hadn't played cowboy and gotten shot, Coulson would never had to go looking for the GH.325 and none of this would have ever happened."

(Jaxx gives her an intense look, as he states) "Listen, one way or another Hydra would've found out a way to recreate the drug, with or without you and Coulson." You might be right, but it's just-(Jaxx continues) "If you wanna beat yourself up on what if's then go right ahead. It'll only drive you bat-shit crazy." (She takes a second, to gather her thoughts, and then asks him) "How do you deal, with all of this, seeing things likes this day in and out?"

He rubs his face, and sighs, which means that he hates my prying. (Jaxx responds) "You move past it, you take it day by day." That's it, it's really that simple huh? (She asks angrily) "So just like that huh, just move on and forget?" (Jaxx pauses, taking in her words, mostly the anger within them.) Wow, I sounded like a total bitch there, I should apol-(Jaxx replies) "You never forget. Ever. But you can't let your failures define you, that is why we move on."

"It's never going to be easy, but it's what we do. Now you have to decide whether you'll keep going, or if you wanna give up." (He walks away, without saying another word, over to Coulson and company. She stands there, dwelling on his words and their meaning. Giving up is never something she was good at, but this, this was her life now, for better or worse. She walked over and joined up with the rest of the group.)

(The smell once again hit her, harder than before, but she pushed it back and focused. She stood next to Jaxx, and the two shared a look before turning their attention back to the task at hand. Trip concerned for her health, asked Skye) "How you feelin girl?" Pissed off and ready to whoop some ass Trip. (She looks over at him and replies) "Better once we find Streiten. So, (Turns to Coulson) what's next sir?"

Each had an opinion on what they should do next; Simmons had asked permission to examine the bodies, in the hopes of confirming whether or not Hydra had successfully recreated the drug or if these poor souls were nothing more than failed experiments. Trip suggested that the remains be burned, just in case said remains were somewhat contagious. Coulson knew that time was against them, leaving very little time to ponder on the options before him. Against every ounce of decency he made his choice, stating to the others that Dr. Streiten and the drug were the reason that they were here and that, unfortunately, they could ill afford wasting any more time getting side-tracked.

Everyone understood and deep down they knew that it was the right call to make, but that doesn't mean that it sat well with any of them, including Coulson. He finished by saying that they would figure out what to do with the remains, once Streiten was in their custody and they had taken out the generator for the Electro-Refraction Stasis Field. While Coulson and team were finishing their discussion, Jaxx had spotted something curious; a trail of footprints leading to and from the edge of the pit.

Quickly he notified the others of his discovery, during which they all gathered around. He was able to determine that most of the footprints were at least a few months old, but there were one set that couldn't be more than a few hours old. Suspecting that these prints would lead them to their objective, Coulson ordered Jaxx to take point once again while he, Skye, and Simmons followed and Trip covering the rear.

10 minutes later

It had been a long day, overcoming one obstacle after another, so it was no surprise that everyone seemed so exhausted from this whole ordeal. The heat was never-ending and relentless, making it difficult for everyone to focus on the task at hand. Having to constantly wipe away the sweat from their foreheads was becoming an all too familiar routine. Regardless they continued forward knowing full well what was at stake. Suddenly, Jaxx stops; raising his fist up, signaling the others to stop, which they do.

Coulson

What now? (Jaxx unclenches his fist, leveling out his hand and raised it up and down. This meant that he needed everyone to kneel, so they are less likely to be spotted. Coulson and Trip instantly kneel down, with Simmons and Skye quickly mimicking them. Jaxx then looks at Coulson behind him, and performed a string of hand signals. Coulson nodded giving Jaxx the go ahead.)

(He looks forward and slowly quietly forward while still crouching. He moved aside a few branches out of his way, and found a spot for cover; a tree that had fallen over years prior. Reverting back to his military tactics, Jaxx goes prone and crawls up to the tree. Even with the branches blocking most of the view, Coulson was still able to see as Jaxx slowly peeked over the top of the tree.) What did he find? Hopefully it's what we've been looking for; otherwise, all this trudging through the jungle is good for nothing, except helping me get rid of those last 10 lbs. that I've been aiming to lose.

(Everyone waited for what seemed like days thanks to the blistering heat that had been stalking them since leaving the plane. It was inescapable as sweat dripped from their faces and forehead. Finally, Jaxx lowered back behind the tree for cover; he then turned to the others and jerked his head, letting the others know that it was okay for them to move up.)

Bout time, I don't know how more of this heat the team could take. (Staying crouched, the team moved up, following the same path that Jaxx had leaded. Once everyone joined back up with Jaxx, Coulson lies down behind the same tree as Jaxx. Coulson asks) "Tell me you found it." (Jaxx shrugs and replies sarcastically) "Depends, (Leans up, peeking over the tree.) That what you looking for?"

(Coulson peeks up and over the tree, spotting what Jaxx had found. It was the hidden Hydra base they were looking for, built into a giant dirt mound, mostly hidden by the vines and overgrown tree branches. He leans back down, looks at the team and states) "It's what we've been looking for." (Trip asks) "What now sir? Do we go in guns blazing, or do we sneak in the back way?"

(Coulson looks at Trip and replies) "Well, if they saw our landing then the element of surprise is out the window, but we can't risk a firefight with Dr. Streiten as their hostage. Trip, you and Skye see if you can find another way in, while me, Simmons and-" (Skye interjects) "Where is Jaxx?" He's right- (Looks over to his right, only to see dirt and some crumpled leaves and broken twigs.) Crap.

(Coulson and peek over the tree, looking around for their suddenly missing comrade. They see nothing, he is nowhere to be found, that is until from behind them they hear some branches rustling. Trip and Coulson immediately aim the AR's, their fingers ready to squeeze the triggers when—Jaxx suddenly springs forth, as if he was part of the forest.) Sonuva-, (They lower their guns and everyone breathes a sigh of relief. Everyone except Simmons, who slaps Jaxx on the arm and whispers angrily) "What is the matter with you!? Are trying to give us a fright?"

(He gave her a somewhat annoyed glance; a split-second later Skye slaps his other arm and whispers.) "Yeah, jerk." (Jaxx was now giving Skye an annoyed look. After a few seconds, Jaxx looks at Coulson and states) "It's all clear. There are no guards, no cameras, no mines, nothing." That can't be right. (Trip states) "That doesn't track; I mean all the Intel points to this being an active Hydra base. Why would they just abandon it all of a sudden?"

Unless, they didn't; (Coulson poses the question) "Something is off. I can feel it." (Skye looks over and asks) "You think it's a trap don't you?" Yes, yes I do. (Coulson replies) "With Hydra, it's more than likely. But they would know that we would know, so why go through all the trouble?" (Simmons speaks) "Maybe they were waiting to see if you or Skye were going to show? After all you two are the only ones left with the original GH serum in your blood."

It makes sense, a lot of sense actually. (Jaxx shakes his head, stating) "Or, none of the above." (Everyone gave Jaxx a look of confusion, but he continued stating grimly.) "There's something you all need to see." (Everyone looks at Jaxx, who simply looks back at them with a stern, cold stare.) That's never a good sign. (They slowly stand up and follow Jaxx as he led them down the side of a hill, which lead to a man-made dirt road.)

(The road itself led to the front of Hydra's base, which looked more massive than from what they had seen. Jaxx looked behind him, at the team, still sporting the grim look he had before. He jerked his head towards the old wooden gate, which was covered in old rusted barb wire. When they saw it for the first time, most recognized the construction from old WWII documentaries. It was same construction that the Germans used for their prison and concentration camps.)

(Coulson, like the others, detested the site of this, but he put it aside, for the sake of the mission. Jaxx walked ahead a few feet, and after a slight hesitation, the rest followed. When he got to the gate, he stopped and waited for the others. Once they arrived, he gripped the already open gate and pushed it open. The rusted hinges creaked as the gate slowly opened, revealing a sight that the team had yet to see.)

Holy crap. This place…what the hell happened here? (Coulson took a couple steps forward, and looked around in shock and amazement at the carnage before him. As he looked at the turned over black-colored military vehicles, some of which were literally torn apart from the wheels on up. Everyone cautiously moved forward, with Trip gripping his AR tight.)

(Skye was possibly the most shocked out of everyone as she looked around at the destruction. Slowly stepping forward she feels her foot hit something; when she looks down she sees an assault rifle, much like the ones that Trip and Coulson are carrying. But there was something very different, very wrong with this particular gun so much that she said) "Coulson…" (He spins around and watches as she kneels down picking up the weapon.)

(Standing back up, everyone turned to see her holding the weapon; one which had nearly bent in half, and the barrel twisted like a pretzel. She felt something sticky and cold on the grip, and when she turned her hand and looked; she saw only blood, not hers, but that of the weapons' previous owner.)

(This was unexpected, but the look of grim horror on her face was not. She quickly dropped the gun, but she soon realized that her other hand was covered in blood as well. Everyone watched as she looked up at Coulson, saying) "AC, I don't think Hydra just up and left," (Coulson replied grimly) "Not alive, anyway."

Simmons

Oh dear, Skye. (Simmons rushes over to her friend and sets her briefcase down so that she could swing her backpack around. She unzips, and reaches inside; pulling out a few alcohols wipes, she sets the backpack down and begins helping Skye wipe the blood off her hands.)

(Skye says) "Thanks Simmons." No problem at t'all. (Simmons humor-ly replies) "Well, we could very well have you running around with your hands all bloody now could we?" (Skye looks at Simmons and appears un-amused.) I guess my humor still needs a bit of work. Regardless, (Simmons picks kneels down and zips up her backpack; she slips her arms through the straps, but before she could stand she notices something eerie.)

That is a lot of blood. (Slowly she rose to her feet, but continued to stare at the small blood pool which lingered just mere inches away. Skye finished cleaning her hands, tossing away the blood soaked wipes. That's when she too noticed the pool, which is when she said) "Crap, that's a lot of blood." Indeed, but-(Simmons wasn't a field doctor, but she knew a thing or two about blood; she mumbles) "But where's the body?" (The two share a look, one that expressed concern over the current circumstance.)

(Both look back down and this time spotted a blood trail leading away from the pool. Their eyes slowly follows the trail, meanwhile Jaxx slowly walks alongside, only to stop at the entrance. Trip walks over to the Simmons and Skye with Coulson joining them shortly after. Unsure of what transpired, Trip did realize one thing, and stated) "It's like, someone, or something, dragged him off; in there."

(Jaxx looks off to the side of the entrance and finds something large and metal. He kneels down, slowly lifting it up and discovers something else unexpected. He looks behind him at the others, and shouts) "Hey *whistles*." (Everyone's now had their turned attention to Jaxx, curious as to what he had discovered they walked over. He looked back at the metal object and lifted until it rested against the wall.) Bloody hell…

(No one was un-fazed by what they were seeing. Coulson leans in for a closely, looking at the fist-sized impressions that riddled the metal object. Coulson leans back, looking even more concerned than he was before the mission started.)

(Simmons on the other hand, was frightened, but at the same time curious. After taking a couple steps she kneels down in front it, and reaches out, slowly and gently letting her fingers wash over on one of the fist imprints.) What in god's name have they done? (Coulson looks at Simmons and asks) "How bad is it? Don't sugar-coat it." Well, it's far from good sir.

(She retracts her hand, looks up at her friends and states reluctantly) "It's bad sir. From the depth of these imprints, I'd say that whoever or, whatever did this, according to my calculations; could possibly be as strong as Thor." (Both Jaxx and Simmons stand up, looking at the subtle look of concern on Trip and Skyes' faces.)

Trip

Ah man, I really, really don't want to fight someone as strong as Thor today. (Jaxx shakes his head and humor-ly states) "Look, I really don't wanna fight Diet Thor, I mean I will. But I really don't want to." I know how you feel man. (Coulson looks over at Jaxx, and responds with) "The plan hasn't changed. We go in, get Streiten, disable the generator, and get out, hopefully (He looks over at Trip and Skye.) without any trouble."

Without any trouble…yeah…you do know that we're fighting Hydra right? Besides, is it too much to ask that whatever caused all this, just simply ran off? (Skye reaches behind her and pulls out her pistol, pulling back the slide. Coulson pulls back the slide on his AR, as does Trip who looks over at Coulson and says) "Ready when you are sir." (Coulson looks over at Skye, who simply nods her readiness. He looks over at Jaxx, who nods and unclips the strap from his P90.)

(Simmons hesitates, but soon, she too reaches behind her, pulling out her pistol and gripping it with both hands. She looks up at the others, looking a bit more nervous than previously. Coulson told everyone) "Jaxx, keep taking point, Trip you'll cover the rear and you two (Looks at Skye then back at Simmons) stay behind me. Everyone got it?" (Skye replies) "Got ya AC." (He looks at Trip,) It's not like we got any other options. (Trip nods and replies) "Understood."

(He didn't need to, but he looked at Jaxx anyway who simply smirked and said) "Just waiting on you all."

The plan itself was simple enough, but Coulson knew all too well that it's never as simple as you planned it. This mission has been one of the more difficult missions of late, and it wasn't about to get any easier. Everyone knew this, and yet they still push forward, not because they want to, or have to; it was because they needed to, for they were the only ones in the position to do anything. So, they readied themselves, checking safeties on their weapons, getting in position.

Jaxx took his position with his gun at the ready, focusing his mind and reflexes to be as sharp as a scalpel. He had been in dire situations before, hell, it was his job and yet; he was nervous, about what they would find inside, or what would find them. Looking into the gaping dark entrance, he saw no signs of life or any kind of light source to be had; all that could been seen from the light of the sun was a few feet of concrete walls and flooring.

Common sense soon kicked in and he looked down at his ballistic vest, grabbing the flap of one of the pouches. The sound of Velcro echoed against the concrete walls as he flipped opened the pouch, pulling out a mini flashlight. As he finished attaching it to the under barrel of his P90, he turned to the others, waiting for the go ahead. Coulson looked behind at his squad mates, which is when his mind started flashing back to when he first met them. These people, to him, were his responsibility and he would do whatever it takes to see them make it safely back home.

As he stared into their eyes and they into his, no words needed to be spoken, instead, they simply nodded their trust in him. Coulson wasn't sure who or what they were going to find in there, or even what was waiting for them. He was however, sure that no matter what, no one else will die here today; he told himself over and over again in his mind that no one here will die today. With that in mind, he looked back at Jaxx, nodded and simply said "Let's get it done."

Jaxx nodded in agreement after which he looked back at the entrance and into the seemingly endless black abyss hidden within. His grip tightens, so much so that he was almost afraid that he would break it in two. Yet his heart rate was slow, steady, almost as if he has done this many times before, but that was not the case. What few people know about Jaxx is that he is rarely afraid of anything, even as a kid he was never really afraid of anything; not the dark, not of monsters in his closet or under his bed.

Nothing ever frightened him; however, what he was hiding from the rest of the group was the fact that at this very moment he was afraid. Something instead of him screamed at him, telling him that there is something in there, waiting for them to enter. He was afraid, because he wasn't truly certain that he could get everyone through this safely, or alive. As he shined the light into the darkness, revealing a long dark corridor, he had to push that all aside, not for the sake of the mission, but in order to keep his nerves in check.

He needed his nerves in check otherwise his other secret would be revealed, and he knew there was a time and a place to reveal it, but this place wasn't it. As he stepped inside the corridor he paced himself, remembering his Marine Corps training. His footsteps were slow and steady, so much so that he rarely made a sound. After walking ahead a few feet Coulson and company followed his lead, taking it nice and slow.

3 ½ minutes later

The steady trail of blood gave them a general path to follow, even if it was an ominous one. Regardless Coulson thought that they were making good time, but had little to show for it. With a corner up ahead, everyone hugs the wall behind them, slowly walking forward. Once at the corner, Jaxx kneels down and peeks around the corner and finds a security station. He leaned back and looked up at Coulson; he quietly signals the Director of what was up ahead, who acknowledges it by nodding.

Jaxx looked back and readied himself; within mere seconds he had turned the corner, and silently sprinted down to the station. He hugged the wall as he drew closer to it until he was finally at the door. Switching shooting hands, he slowly reached out, grabbing the door handle. He took a deep breath, and quickly turned the handle, swinging the door open with enough force that it nearly broke off its hinges.

At the same time the door was swinging open, he quickly breached, ready to take out any hostiles in sight. Fortunately there were none, unfortunately what he found was much, much worse.

Jaxx

Damn…what a mess. (He lowered his weapon as he looked on, paying close attention to the blood bath before him. The room itself is riddled with blood, security monitors showing nothing but static and white noise and chairs flipped on their sides drenched in blood and what little remains was left of the victims. The single light, a lamp that had fallen over in the struggle, had started flickering on and off.)

(Jaxx walked inside and started mentally processing the scene.) The bodies are gone, (He looked down at the ground and spotted yet another blood trail leading out of the security station.) Dragged off, just like the ones outside. (He turned and took a closer look at the chairs, paying close attention to some sort of bloodied piece stuck on the back of the chair. He knelt down to pick it up, after which he dangles it in front of him.) Someone's missing a piece of their scalp.

(He lowered the bloodied scalp, dropping it on the ground which caused it to make splat-type noise. Quickly he stood back up, and continued looking around for any more clues as to what had happened here. All he found was nothing but blood flinged all over and most of the computer consoles broken or ripped to shreds. There was one thing that Jaxx knew for certain,) Whatever did this, was quick, strong, and seriously pissed off.

(It was time that he notified Coulson and team of what he had found so, he turned and walked out of the room and signaled the team to move up. It took them less than 4 seconds to meet up with him and of course they had answers for him. Coulson was the first to respond with a query) "What did you find? Did you find anything on Streiten?" Well, should I tell him the bad news or the really bad news first?

(He took a breath, and replied) "No Streiten, that's the good news, but…" I'm not sure if anyone needs to see. (Coulson knew what was coming next, which is why he understood why Jaxx was hesitant to tell him. Regardless of how bad the news was, he still needed to know, so he said rhetorically knowing the answer) "Do I even want to know?" No, you really don't, but knowing you, you'll want to know regardless. Guess it'd be better to show him.

(Jaxx stepped off to the side, giving Coulson a chance to see the gruesome scene that he saw. Coulson took a few steps forward before Jaxx grabbed his arm, which caught the Director's attention. Jaxx looked him in the eyes, giving him a somewhat concerning look and whispered to him) "It's not a pretty sight, just so you know." (Coulson stared back and replied) "It never is."

Reluctantly Jaxx let Coulson's arm go, and the Director braced himself as he took a look inside the security office. He recognized the chaotic mess and it seemed logical, to him at least, that whatever caused the destruction outside also caused carnage here. Fury trained him to compartmentalize, to keep his emotions in check during the mission, but Coulson couldn't. As the horrific nature of the scene started sinking in, Coulson found it hard to concentrate because he knew…

Coulson

This is bad…really, really bad. (He looked around and started mentally photographing the scene. While he did this the rest of the team joined Jaxx at the doorway and were each equally horrified by the scene. Simmons gasps in horror) "My god." (He turns and glances at his team, seeing only looks of terror and concern plastered on their faces.) I wish my team didn't have to deal with…this, but it comes with the job. Unfortunately that hasn't changed.

(Skye scans the room, and while doing so she retorts) "Is anyone else starting to feel like we're in a horror movie?" (They didn't need to say a word, because she already knew the answer. Coulson meanwhile, continued looking around, with Jaxx and the others soon joining him in the room. Jaxx walks over to Coulson, who shakes his head; he morbidly looks at all the blood splattered on the floors and the walls and says) "What could've done this?"

(Coulson looks over at Jaxx, who stands shaking his head, and then replies) "No clue. But whatever did this was fast, strong, and really pissed off." Right, I shouldn't have asked. (Coulson saw the monitors in front of him were still on, the screens flickering. He then asks Jaxx) "How long ago did this happen?" (He looked at Jaxx who replied) "No more than 2 maybe 3 hours ago."

Great, so whatever did this is most likely still here, in this facility, with us…perfect. (Coulson looks back at the flickering monitors and that's when he spotted the keyboard, bloodied, but still intact.) Maybe Skye could do her thing and find us something to go on. (He turns to the resident hacker, and asks) "Skye…" (She seemed a little startled, but quickly recovered, and Coulson continued) "I need you to-" (Skye interjects) "Pull up any videos from the last few hours, got it AC."

(Skye quickly walks over to the security terminal that's still intact, and before she could begin, she hesitates. Seeing that some of the keys on the keyboard were covered in blood caused her coil a bit. Jaxx noticed this, so he turned to Simmons and asked for a pair of disposable gloves. Simmons reaches into her medical bag and pulls out a pair, handing them to him. He in turn, walks over to Skye and taps her on the shoulder. She turns, and he hands her the gloves, giving her a smirk.)

Skye

"Thanks." (Skye says, taking the gloves and slipping them on.) You're such a gentleman. Now then, time to get to work. *Cracks her knuckles* (As soon as her fingers touched the keys, she was off, trying to find anything that could help them with their current circumstance.) C'mon, c'mon, give me something you ancient piece of- (Suddenly her mind goes quiet, as she manages to pull up the schematics for the facility. She then whispers to herself) "Bingo, *glances at Coulson* got something AC."

(Coulson and Jaxx lean in for a closer look. Coulson states) "Building schematics, nice work Skye." Thanks AC. (Jaxx looks closely at the schematic and points to the screen; more specifically) "There, the medical wing. *retracts his hand* it's most likely where he is." Maybe, but…there's something off… (Coulson now points to screen, only he points to a different part and states) "There, a Bio-Genetics lab; it could also be where they're keeping him."

(Skye's thought's immediately rushed towards a frightening conclusion. She leans up from the computer and states reluctantly.) Or it could be where this whole cluster-fuck started. Let's hope I'm wrong. (Simmons overheard, and perked up when she heard Coulson say Bio-Genetics lab. She walked over to them, with Trip quickly following behind. Her eyes nervously shoot from one person to another, before stating that) "Sir, it is also possible that it's where Hydra is keeping their samples of the GH serum."

She's totally right. (Trip looks over at Coulson and states) "She's right sir. If it's there then we gotta take care of it, otherwise-" (Skye interrupts) "We'd have a whole army of psycho Garrett's that we'd have to deal with." I do not want to deal with that crap again. Never, ever again. (Coulson thought a moment, afterwards he came up with a plan and told the team) "Okay then. Two teams. Trip and Simmons you take the Bio-lab, meanwhile me, Skye, and Jaxx will take Medical." Yea sure, let's split up 'cause that always works out so well for Scooby Doo gang.

(Jaxx walks over to the doorway and looks out into the corridor. Coulson readjusted his rifle, and looks at his team, simply saying.) "No matter what, we meet back here in 15 minutes, understood?" (Trip and Simmons reply) "Yes sir." (Skye nods, and replies) "Understood." (Coulson nods and says) "Good. Then let's get it done." (Everyone stands behind Jaxx, who leans back in from the corridor. He looks back, waiting for his orders; Coulson looks forward and nods, which was all he needed and soon they were back out in the dank, dark corridor.)

(The team follows Jaxx down the corridor, where the only light came from Trip and Coulson's under mount. Jaxx's light barely lit what was in front of him, and soon he came to a dead-end; he looked to his left and saw a hallway, another to his right. The team took a closer look at the wall, which had faded writing. Coulson tried, but he was unable to recognize the writing, so he turned to the team and asked) "I don't suppose anyone knows what this says?"

(He shines his light on the writings, which only faded the writing even further.) Sorry AC, I don't speak, whatever that is. (Jaxx says) "It says Medical wing to the left, Science hall to the right." (Everyone looks at Jaxx, appearing just a little shocked. He felt their eyes on him, so he turned only to see them staring. He shrugged and said) "What? It's German." Huh, (Skye says sarcastically) "Why am I not surprised that you know German?"

(He simply stares at her, grinning and replies smugly) "I'm surprised you don't, I mean this is Hydra after all." I hadn't noticed, thank you so much for reminding me. Now then, can we move this along to a less creepy area please? (Coulson looks at agent Triplett and agent Simmons and says) "Trip, Simmons you take the left; Jaxx, Skye, and I will take the right." (Both Trip and Simmons nod, and reply) "Yes sir."

(Just as they passed by Skye, Coulson caught their attention and stated) "Remember, no matter, we meet back here in 15 minutes. Got it?" (Trip nods once more and replies) "Got it, sir." (Coulson looks at Simmons who responds by saying) "Understood sir. We'll be here." (Coulson looked somewhat worried, like he was unsure about splitting up the team while in hostile territory. Unfortunately it was necessary, but that didn't make him worry any less.)

(Coulson said) "Keep your eyes open and be careful. We don't know what's waiting for us." (Trip and Simmons say nothing, knowing all too well what might be waiting for them. They simply nodded and went off down the corridor to the left; heading down towards the Medical Wing. Simmons stuck close to Trip who took point, shining his flashlight under-mount down the hall.)

(Coulson was now taking point, followed by Jaxx and Skye, who watched as Trip and Simmons turn the corner. Seconds later there was no light, just darkness which made Skye even more nervous, mostly for her friends safety.) There they go…be safe guys. (Jaxx walks up next to Skye; he looks at her and her at him, after which he replies) "Don't worry, they'll be fine. But we gotta go." Yea I know, but still; I don't like splitting up especially with…whatever attacked Hydra roaming around in here…with us.

4 minutes later

Skye

Coulson wasn't taking any chances, which is probably why he took the lead which was normally Jaxx's thing. I mean I get it; he's being overly cautious because of where we are and what could be waiting for us. Freakin Hydra, it's their fault that we're even here. I mean they experimented on innocent people, all so they could somehow recreate the original GH serum to create their own personal Super-Nazi army.

And just like every single horror movie, they're experiment went haywire and got loose and now we have to deal with it. Thanks a lot…freaking Hydra man. I'm not sure if there is anyone left alive down here, I just don't want to end up like- (Coulson stops, and whispers) "Hold up!" (It was so sudden that Skye nearly bumped into the Director.) Crap! Give a lil more warning next time AC.

(Coulson had spotted a door up ahead, which is why he stopped. The light inside was still on, which is why he wanted to take certain precautions. He clicked off his flashlight, as did Jaxx and all 3 quietly moved up towards the door. The door itself was cracked opened just a hair, this meant that there was a possibility that someone was inside.)

(Coulson looked back at Skye and Jaxx, who also saw that the door was left open. The Director looked back and tried to peek through the door,) Okay Skye, (She looks down at her gun, and clicks off the safety then looks back at the door.) just like May said, just breathe. (Skye inhales deeply and slowly exhales. Coulson leans back, and looks at Jaxx and mouths) "Ready up." Could you repeat that, for those of us that can't read lips?

(Jaxx quietly shuffles to the front of the door, his weapon at the ready. He looks at Coulson and nods, signaling that he's ready to breach; Coulson places his hand on the door and started counting down.) "*mouths* 3…2…1…GO!" (Coulson pushes on the door, and as it flew open Jaxx rushed his way into the room. Once in he quickly scanned the room for any potential hostiles; a quick minute later he shouted) "Clear."

(Skye was relieved as was Coulson, who walked into the room, followed by Skye. Jaxx turned to the others and stated) "There's no sign of Dr. Streiten, or anyone else for that matter." (The room was disorganized, with papers thrown on the floor, test tubes spilled out on tables, broken glass on the floor.) Jeez, maybe Hydra should invest in a maid. I wonder who, or what did this?

(Coulson turned to his team and said) "Take a look around. Maybe there's something here about Streiten or the serum." (Skye and Jaxx nod as the team splits up, looking for any clue to point them in the right direction. Jaxx found some filing cabinets and started shuffling through the file one by one. Coulson knelt down to pick up some of the papers that were scattered about. Skye looked around and found a computer that was still in pretty decent shape.) Here we go.

(Skye picked up a stool which had fallen over and sat it upright. Afterwards she took a seat and went to work, hacking her way through the computer's security and firewall. She intensely focused, as her fingers seemingly flowed over the keys. After only a minute she was in the facility's database.) Okay let's see here…recent entries. Let's see what you've been up to Hydra.

(She clicked on the recent entries and found a list of five mpeg video files. She held off on playing it,) I think that maybe Jaxx and AC would like to see this. (She shouted at Coulson and Jaxx) "Hey guys, come check this out." (The two stopped what they were doing and shuffled over to her, Coulson standing on one side with Jaxx on the other. Coulson squinted at the screen and asked) "What did you find Skye?"

Maybe something, maybe nothing (Skye places her hand on the mouse and replies) "It's the video entry log; figured it might shed some light on what they were working on or what happened here." (Coulson agreed and responded by saying) "Play it." Okay, here we go… (Skye taps the ENTER key which started buffering the first video. Seconds later the video finally loads up, but all that it shows is a black screen.)

What the… (Suddenly the video begins and starts off with a woman dressed in doctor garb turning on the camera. She adjusts the lens causing the video to blur for a bit before the resolution became clear again. She sat down on a stool across from the camera, and started to adjust her badge when another screen pops up on the video. On that screen was a man well dressed in a suit and tie; his hair was black and combed back while he himself looked ever the villain.)

(The man, with a British accent spoke to the doctor.) "Doctor…" (The woman, who was apparently a doctor of some kind, nodded and replied) "Sir, it's a pleasure." (The man nodded before replying) "I'm sure it 'tis, now then onto business. Is everything progressing on schedule?" (The doctor nodded and stated) "Yes sir, it took quite a bit of doing but we managed get this facility up and running…installing the newest upgrades and systems will be completed within the hour sir."

(The man seemed pleased as a subtle smile streaked across his face as he replied) "Well then, you should be proud of what you've managed to accomplish in such a small period of time, doctor." (Now the doctor was pleased, as a grin smeared across her face during which she replied) "Thank you very much sir. And I assure you, that once we have the GH serum within our possession, we will be able to reproduce it on a massive scale within a few days."

(The well-kept man was no longer smiling; instead he looked somewhat grim, which could be heard as he told her sternly) "There has been a complication in regards to the serum I'm afraid." (The doctor seemed confused and so she curiously asked) "What sort of complication, sir?" (The man replied simply)"We no longer have the GH.325 in our possession." (The doctor seemed distraught, which caused her to ask) "What…how did that happen?" (The man closed his eyes, shook his head and replied) "John Garrett happened, luckily thanks in part to the remnants of S.H.I.E.L.D., he will no longer be a problem.

(The doctor placed her hand over her mouth, and looked away from the camera. The man continued staring, as if waiting for a response and when it appeared that she was not going to give one, he stated.) "Don't be so distraught doctor; we do have a consolation prize." (The doctor looked back up at the camera, still a little distraught, but also curious. He replied) "We're sending over some blood samples that are of interest." (The doctor was even more curious than before which lead to repeating) "Blood samples, sir?"

(The man adjusts himself and leans in towards the camera only to say) "Yes doctor, blood samples. See what you can make of them, but be very careful. Those samples are worth more to Hydra than you and you're associates. Understood?" (The doctor seemed taken aback by the man's veiled threat. Regardless the doctor nodded, and the man smiled once more and stated) "Very good, I'll contact you in 3 days for a progress report, 'til then remember…compliance will be rewarded."

(The video stops there, which left the team with little answers and ever-more questions. Skye leaned back from the screen, a little flabbergasted by what she just saw.) Wow, okay…well I'm guessing that one of those blood samples must've been Garrett, after he went all psycho on everyone, but the other sample; who does it belong to, I mean the only other people who were injected with that crap was me and AC. (Coulson leaned in and pointed to the screen, and told her) "Skye, click on the next file; I wanna know what they've found in those samples." Okay, here goes.

(Skye exited out of the one screen and clicked on the next file which was also a video file, but there was something else also. She ignored it for now, continuing to instead play the video. Once more a screen pops up and the video starts to buffer; seconds later it plays, and once again it was a video call between the two from before. The mystery man speaks first) "Hello again doctor,"(The doctor looked up from the papers which riddled her desk, looking a little spooked, but she tried not to show it as she said.) "Oh uh, hello again sir; you look well sir." (The man did not react to the flattery; instead he stayed focus on task and asked her) "I'm not calling for your attempt at flattery doctor; I want your progress report on those blood samples we sent you. It is a matter of great urgency for the Heads of Hydra."

(After a few seconds she fumbling shuffled her papers together, and looked back up at the camera and replied) "*stammering* I uh…yes sir um about that…we have analyzed the samples thoroughly and we, uh…found something strange sir." (The man seemed confused with the doctors' answer. He said) "That is not very scientific doctor…Define, strange." (The doctor seemed hesitant, even afraid to answer, but it was like she was forced to comply and say) "Well, at first glance neither sample showed anything out of the ordinary, but upon closer examination, we noticed that there were nano-scopic crystalized cells within the white blood cells of sample JG-325."

"These nano-cells could explain how a subject could seemingly be brought back to life," (Coulson's eyes widened, as his mind began to wander. Skye and Jaxx looked up from the screen to see the shocked, concerned look on Coulson's face.) AC doesn't look so good, and I know how he feels. That same stuff is inside of me…I just hope I don't go all crazy-psychotic-trying to take over the world like Garrett did. That would suck.

(Everyone looks back at the screen except for Jaxx who noticed a trail of blood leading towards another door at the back of the room. Slowly he followed it, nice and quietly as the others continued to watch the video. Now the man seemed intrigued by the doctor's hypothesis and stated) "Interesting doctor, tell me; are you able to extract these nano-cells and therefore replicate them?" (The doctor seemed eager, so she stated) "We're already in the process of extracting the cells, we'll be able to see within the hour if replication is possible sir." (The man didn't show it, but he was indeed thrilled by the news. He replied simply) "Make it so doctor and remember, Hydra does not take kindly to failure; are we understood?"

(The doctor became somewhat frightened by the man's not-so-veiled threat, causing her to gulp like a scared child and reply) "Understood sir…" (The video ends there, leaving both Skye and Coulson wondering. After a few moments they finally noticed that Jaxx was no longer standing beside them. Both turned around and saw Jaxx kneeling next to another doorway, staring at something on the frame.)

(Unable to make out what it was exactly, Coulson walked over to him and Skye quickly followed him. Once there Jaxx looked up from the spot on the door; Coulson shined his light on the spot and saw shiny red print. Everyone knew what it was; a bloody hand print most likely left behind by one of the Hydra scientists. But that was of little comfort to Skye, who was naturally more nervous now than she was before.)

Well, that is definitely not good. I guess it'd be too much to ask for that just to be a fresh coat of red paint, huh? (Jaxx stands up, turns to the two and states) "It's definitely blood, and fresh from the looks of it." Crap, I mean seriously; is it too much to ask that we not be in a horror movie right now? This mission totally blows…

(Jaxx turns towards the doorway, clicks on his flashlight and shines it into the corridor beyond. He then looked back at them and said) "I'm gonna check it out. I'll be back in 5." WHAT! Are you kidding me!? You never go check out the creepy hallway by yourself, that's like rule #1 in horror movies. (Skye seemed a little panicked by the idea, so she whispered frantically) "Hold on a sec…now I know that your some sort of badass like May, but you seriously can't be thinking of going out there by yourself?"

Because that means you're either a real badass or completely bat-shit crazy. (Jaxx glances at Coulson briefly before looking back at her and replies) "I was kind've thinking 'bout it, yea." Okay then, he must be bat-shit crazy. (She states) "Have you ever seen a horror movie? You never ever go check out the dark, creepy hallway or say that you'll be back because let's face it, ya won't."

(She looks over glances back and forth between Jaxx and Coulson.) Surely I'm not the only one who thinks that, I mean AC c'mon… (She says as she looks at Coulson) "You agree with that this is a really bad plan, right AC?" (Coulson replies simply) "On the whole horror movie reference, no not really (Looks at Jaxx) but the part where you go running off by yourself while in enemy territory, most definitely."

Ha, called it! (Jaxx lets out disapproving sigh, then replies with) "Is it a stupid plan, yes, is it most likely a trap, I wouldn't doubt it. But we have to face facts; unless we shut off the stasis generator, which we have yet to find by the way, then we are going nowhere fast. And on top of that we still haven't found Dr. Streiten, which as you said is a top priority."

(Jaxx continues) "That's why I'm gonna see where this leads, and hopefully find the generator in the process." I understand the situation Jaxx, believe me, but you have no idea who or what could be waiting for you which is why you shouldn't go alone. (Skye says) "Look I'm not saying it's a stupid plan, I'm just saying it's stupid for you to go out there alone… (Turns and looks at Coulson) Right AC?"

(Coulson looked at Skye, then at Jaxx and replied) "She's right; you can't go out there by yourself." Yea, it's better to stick together, which leaves less of a chance of getting mauled by whatever tore up ol' Hydra here. (Jaxx shakes his head and replies) "There's no other choice besides, I can handle myself," that is so not the-(Jaxx continues) "And you two need to figure out what the hell Hydra was working on…" (He looks over to his right at an unlocked cage, inside there was only two radios left.)

(He took one while handing the other to Coulson, and then he turned his on and says) "Here, I'll radio in if I find anything, okay?" (Skye still looks displeased with Jaxx, and stated as much) "No, it's not okay. We shouldn't split up, not until we know exactly where either-" (A clanking sound came from out in the corridor, which caught everyone's attention. Jaxx and the others looked out into the hallway; Jaxx and Coulson clicked on their flashlights and aimed down the corridor.)

(They saw nothing, just that the corridor splits off and to the right.) What in the hell was that? On second thought I'm not really sure that I want to know. (Jaxx turned to the others, looking determined and said) "I'm gonna check it out." ARE YOU SERIOUS! (Skye looks at him and whispers sternly) "Are you freakin kidding me!? You have no idea what the hell is out there." (Jaxx looked at her and replied) "Not no idea, just not much of one and besides someone has to check it out, and unless you're volunteering…"

Aww hell to the no. That is not going to happen. (Skye replies sarcastically) "No I'm good, but if you want to investigate the creepy noise that came from the dark hallway, be my guest. Just don't come complaining to me when you end up with a machete in your face." Because if that happens I'm soooo out of here. (Though he was amused by the off-topic conversation, Coulson was still wary of Jaxx's plan to go off on his own, but he also knew that there was little choice in the matter.)

(Coulson turned on his radio, and looked at Jaxx and stated) "We'll be on channel 1. Radio in if you find anything no matter how small or insignificant got it?" (Jaxx said nothing, he simply nodded. After which Coulson continued saying) "And I want updates every 5 minutes, no exceptions. And lastly, don't get killed…I don't want Simmons to go all Rambo on me, you got that?"

(Once more Jaxx nodded, showing that he agreed to Coulson's terms. He then stepped out into the hallway, aiming his P90 and its flashlight down the corridor. He looked back over at Coulson and Skye, shooting them a grin he said) "I'll see you in 10." (And he was off to find only god knows what, but Coulson couldn't think about that, not right now. He needed to focus, and Skye to focus as well, because he wanted to know what was on the other video-cons between the doctor and this mysterious man.)

(Coulson turned to Skye who was still staring at the doorway, and said) "He'll be fine Skye. He's one of the toughest guys I know and believe me I know." Yea, well if that's true then why do I have this bad feeling down in my gut? (She continued staring at the doorway, but her eyes drifted down to the blood-marked handprint which seemingly grasped the doorframe. Coulson saw this and placed his hand gently on her shoulder, which caused her to look up at him instead.) (He replied, in a soft tone) "Let's see what's on those other files, okay?" Yeah sure, I mean it's not like today can get any worse…right?

4 minutes earlier; Corridor to Medical Wing

Agent Triplett and Agent Simmons

As with the others, they had yet to find anything leading to either the Stasis Generator or to Dr. Streiten. The only thing that agent Triplett and Simmons were able to find so far was a few rooms which had been ransacked, most likely by whatever attacked Hydra outside the base. Yet they were determined to push forward, though the two had different reasons. Triplett was simply following orders, with the hopes that this whole GH serum-nightmare would end here, before Hydra used it for nefarious purposes. Simmons however, she was determined to find any research that Hydra might have left behind; hoping beyond hope that she could somehow reverse engineer the serum and use it to save the person very dear to her.

Of course, the others think that this serum or any other like it is too dangerous to be held by either Hydra or S.H. .D., and should be destroyed. But Simmons would not be swayed from her own personal mission, no matter the cost. For right now however, both their concerns were on finding the medical area, hoping that Dr. Streiten is hiding out there or is at least alive.

Triplett

(He aims his rifle, and with it the flashlight on the under barrel, down the corridor. He slowly sweeps the rifle from left to right, making sure that there was nothing hidden in the dark that could surprise them. Simmons followed closely, almost to the point of hugging Trip's back, which he wouldn't really mind. As he looked onward down the corridor, he couldn't help but think…) Man, between the scene outside and the creepiness of this place, I'm starting to feel like I'm in a Wes Craven horror flick.

Why couldn't Hydra build their secret facility near a beach or a resort or something; somewhere with a little more lighting. (They were coming close to the end of the corridor, and with that Trip quickly rushed over to the adjacent wall. Simmons followed his movements and in the process bumped into his arm. He glanced at her for a split-second then looked back ahead of him. He took his time as he slowly shimmied towards the corner; once there he took a couple of deep breaths and told himself…) You got this man, you got this.

(He quickly turned the corner and aimed his rifle down the new corridor, all in one fluid motion. Aside from spotting a door midway down, it appeared clear of any hostiles, but even so; there was something wrong, and Trip knew it.) There's something off here, but what… (Fearing for her safety, his eyes glanced to his left at Simmons and he whispered to her…) "Simmons, stay close; don't wander off okay?" I don't want to freak her out, but it's just…this whole thing is just… (Simmons put on a brave front, but underneath she was growing ever-more frightened.)

(But his comment about her potentially wandering off agitated her, so she sarcastically replies…) "Seriously Trip, what possible reason could I have to wander of in a place like this, hmmm?" Okay, I was just saying…you know what, never mind, just let it go Trip. (He looks back down the corridor, focusing on the door just a few feet ahead. Taking in a deep breathe, he quickly rushed over towards the door; once there he trained his rifle on the door. He saw that there was some sort of light source still on in the room, from the way it shined underneath the bottom of the door.)

(Simmons continued following Trip closely, keeping a mere few inches between them. Trip looked back at her and even in the dark he could tell how nervous and frighten she was.) Don't worry girl, I'll keep you safe…always. (He looked down at the doorknob and reaches out for it, gripping it tightly. Slowly he turned it until it made a clicking sound,) 3…2…1 (He pulled, swinging the door open and he rushed in.)

(Simmons waited outside as he quickly swept the area, quickly and efficiently checking the area for any threats. After a few minutes it was apparent to him that the area was clear. He signaled Simmons, stating) "It's clear. Come on in." (She entered the room, which seemed in less-disarray than the ones before, not pristine, but not a disaster either; the good news was that the some of the lights were still on.) Still no sign of him, and from the looks of this place; I'm betting that he's either dead or…

Simmons

How unfortunate; there's still no sign of Dr. Streiten even though all evidence points to him being here…somewhere. He has to be here, hopefully alive, but with the condition of the rooms that we've already searched and the carnage left outside *sighs* I highly doubt it. (She slowly started searching the room for any clue as to Dr. Streiten's current whereabouts. Trip turned to her and stated…) "Still no sign of the Streiten." (She looks up briefly, before looking down at some water soaked papers, and replied…) "Yes, I know…its unfortunate, but we can't give up hope now can we?"

(Trip nodded and looked around, shuffling through some papers and not-so-well-kept folders. Simmons did this too, for a while, until she moved on to a computer which was still intact.) Well, here goes nothing… (She presses the power button, hoping that the system still had power. The screen stayed black for a few minutes until it suddenly started up.) Yes, finally something is going our way, (And it was until it came to a log-in screen which popped up a small window which stated Please scan keycard.)

(She appeared somewhat frustrated by the fact that the computer needed a security key to unlock it. She muttered…) "Bloody hell," Damnit, of course it wasn't going to be that easy; I should've known. (Trip overheard her mutter, so asked…) "What's Simmons?" (She replies…) "*sighs* Not much apparently… (Trip walks over to her, during which she looks at him and continues saying) The computer is locked out, and we can't override the lock-out without a bloody keycard. UGH, so damn frustrating."

(Trip looks at the screen then back her and says,) "Well, let's look around…maybe we'll get lucky." Lucky? Yeah right… (Simmons shakes her head and subtly throws her arms in the air and replies,) "Yeah, because we've been so lucky thus far…" Wow, that sounded a bit bitchy, which was not my intent, (She looks over at Trip, who briefly glances at her, and she sincerely replies) "Sorry, *sighs* it's just one of those days 'tis all. Days like this make me miss the good ol' days, back at the academy."

(Trip grins and replies,) "I hear you. And I understand Sims, but don't worry, we'll find Dr. Streiten and who knows; maybe we'll get lucky and find a couple samples of the original GH serum and we can use one to save Fitz." (Simmons smiled a bit, and replied somewhat happily,) "Yes that would be-" Wait a minute, did he just- (She quickly turned, giving Trip a look of shock,) How did he figure it out? (Trip could see that Simmons wasn't expecting that response from him, in fact he counted on it; mainly because it confirmed his suspicions on why she really came along.)

(Simmons wasn't sure what to say, which is why she stammered as she tried to say,) "How did you…when did you…" (Trip couldn't help but smile a bit, only because he thought she looked cute when she was flustered. Afterwards he quickly replied,) "I had my suspicions, and I'm sure the others do too." Bloody hell, this is not good, not good at 'tall. Wait a minute… (She was no longer shocked, but instead was now confused as only one thought popped into her head.)

(Simmons stares at Trip, confusingly and he could tell what she wanted to ask, so he responded to her unspoken question,) "You're wondering why he let you come, when he suspected, right?" That's only part of it, the other part… (She shrugged and replied,) "Well, yes actually. I mean, he was so secretive about the serum, especially after we used the serum to save Skye. And let's not forget about how they both were so insistent that we keep our findings into the serum in-house."

(Simmons paused briefly when she realized that where she actually was and that's when it hit her. She continued,) "Although if our current predicament is any indication then they were probably right to keep it in house, but still…they just didn't seem to understand the potential good that could come from it. They only thought about the potential risks involved; as scientists we are asked to push beyond the limitations and explore newer, more efficient possibilities." Okay, calm down ol' girl, there's no need to get riled up over it now.

(Trip understood what she was saying and part of him even agreed with her, but the other part of him couldn't help but see the flaw in her logic. He explained as he walked over to her,) "Look I get it, I do. And without it, both Skye and Coulson would be dead and we wouldn't be here right now cleaning up this mess. Yet here we are. I'm not going to try and convince you of whether you should or shouldn't use the serum to save Fitz, but I will say this."

"Whatever you decide, we're with you…all of us, no matter what happens." Trip…I don't even know what to say except, (Simmons gently grabs his shoulder, and says happily,) "Thank you, Trip." Oh my, I'm starting to well up here, but I can't let him see me cry, certainly not here. (Simmons wipes her eyes with her free hand, trying to keep the tears at bay. Trip couldn't help but smile and he replied,) "C'mon girl, it's not a problem." (She removes her hand from his shoulder and he finished by saying,) "Now, let's see if we can't find that keycard, 'kay?"

Right, we certainly must. (She nodded in agreement and within seconds they had already begun searching the room the elusive keycard. Trip started searching the desk drawers for any sign, while Simmons found some filing cabinets, which she quickly started shuffling through. Every so few files she'd pull out one, glancing through it to see if there was anything that they had missed previously.)

(She made light work searching through the first cabinet and moved on to the next. Trip had already searched 3 of the 5 desks, but found nothing outside of what one would expect; pencils, blank papers, pens and the like soon riddled the floor. He moved over to one desk that had already had its drawers pulled out, knelt down, and looked through the shuffled mess. Once again he found nothing, which only annoyed more that he already was.)

(He thought about moving on, until he looked over only to see Simmons still searching through the cabinets. As he looked away something caught his eye; he leaned in closer towards the desk and that's when he found it. He plucked it from its hidden shadow; it was a book or journal that someone had taped underneath, trying to hide it from someone, or thing. He gently removed the tape still stuck on the cover, and opened it to the first page; there was a name printed on the inside of the cover, a name that he did not recognize, but he thought maybe Simmons would.)

(Trip stands up, looks at Simmons and says) "Sims," (She turns around and sees him holding a book of some kind.) Now what is that? (Trip walks over to her, holding the book in one hand and using the other to swing the rifle around behind him. Once he was next to her he continued,) "It was hidden underneath one of the desks; there's a name on the inside cover," (He hands her the book. She looks at Trip before opening it and looked at the name written on the inside cover.)

(She mumbles the name,) "Dr. Jennifer Goodman…" why does that sound so familiar…c'mon girl think, this is important, all you have to do is-(Trip could see that Simmons was thinking about something, though he didn't know what, so he decided to ask.) "Does the name ring a bell?" (She looks up at him and replies) "It sounds familiar, but I just can't, for the life of me, remember where I heard it."

Maybe there's something inside that could help me identify her. (She looks back at the book and turns to the first two pages. Most of the first couple of pages was filled with theories on how to backwards engineer the GH serum. However as she turned to page 7, that's when it started getting interesting.) Their research, they took a drastic turn and-(Simmons eyes widened, as shock settled on her face. She mumbled,) "Oh my god, I can't believe-"

I barely have the words to describe what I'm seeing, it's just… (Trip had no idea what it was she was reading, but nevertheless he was curious. He asked,) "What is it girl, what did you find?" everything Trip, every horrifying experiment that they've done all so that they could replicate the effects of the GH serum. My god…

(Simmons looks up from the pages, looking just a bit pale. She replied in a fascinated tone,) "It's just…whoever this Dr. Goodman is; she seems to know a lot about the original formula for the GH serum. It's quite remarkable really." Not to mention a bit scary, (Simmons continued,) "I mean I myself only barely understand a fraction some of the chemical compound which make up the serum's composition."

"But somehow, she's was able to map out every aspect of the serum's composition as well as-" (Suddenly out of nowhere it hits her.) Oh, of course, that makes sense! They have to be one and the same! (With excitement of this new knowledge come to light, she tells Trip) "I know who Dr. Goodman is!"

(Trip seemed interested and said,) "Okay I'll bite; who she Simmons?" (Simmons replies,) "When Skye was shot, Coulson gave us all the files pertaining to him, the procedures and operations as well as those who were responsible for administering the serum which brought him back and saved Skye's life. There were only two names that weren't redacted from those files; a one Dr. Streiten and…a one Dr. Jennifer Goodman."

(Trip seemed shocked by this new intelligence, so shocked that he didn't even know what to say. But the shock quickly subsided, and it became apparent to him why Hydra was so interested in Dr. Streiten. He looked at her and said,) "That explains why they were so damn desperate to get their hands on the Doc in the first place," (She finishes his sentence, saying,) "Because they only had half of the data needed to recreate the formula for the original serum."

It's quite brilliant actually, in an evil-trying-to-takeover-the-world kind of way. (Trip took a moment, and soon he was curious as to what else Dr. Goodman had written down in the journal. He asked,) "Does it say in there if she was able to recreate the original formula?" I hadn't gotten that far, but surly there has to be something… (She looks down at the book and flips to the next page and after reading this page she moved on to the next and the next and so on.)

(She shook her head and replied disappointedly,) "Not so far, but maybe she kept another journal around here somewhere; one that could of the formula for GH.325." (Trip looks at her, dishearten. Simmons looked up and saw this, and he responded with.) "That's quite a stretch Simmons, even for you." I know that Trip, but we're so close to finding it, I can feel it; we just need to keep looking for a bit longer, but how do I explain that to you?

(Simmons looked away, staring at the book for a moment. Trip seemed unsure, even more so when he looked at his watch and saw the time. The two looked at one another, and he said,) "*sighs* Okay, we're supposed to meet back up with Coulson's team in 9 minutes," Bloody hell, I completely forgot about the time; damn, we don't have the time to go through every file here, hoping beyond that we'll find something that could lead us to their research…

(She looked away, saddened and disappointed. Trip however grinned and continue saying,) "That means we have 7 minutes to look." (Her eyes widened and continued so when she looked up at Trip. She was shocked to hear him say what he did, but she was also thrilled; because now there was a chance, a slim one, but a chance nonetheless.) I don't know what to say…thank you just doesn't seem enough.

(Trip shifted the strap on his rifle and then told her the plan.) "I'll take another look around, see if I can't find something that I missed while you check through that journal; maybe we'll get lucky and she'll mention where we should start looking." Yes, right, good plan. (She nods in agreement and begins looking through the rest of the pages for any clue or hint; meanwhile Trip began searching the room once again, starting with the filing cabinets that Simmons had yet to finish rifling through.)

So far I've found nothing on either the location of their serum or if they even managed to recreate the process…Ugh this is so infuriating that I could just- (Suddenly she felt a chill go up her spine, causing her to have goosebumps. She shivered a bit as she started rubbing the back of her neck, trying to warm herself from the ice cold breeze that she had felt.) Well now, that was strange, (She turned around to see what could have caused her to shiver like that, but all she found was cabinet full of chemicals standing before her.)

I'm certain I felt a breeze come from somewhere, but there's nothing here except this cabinet. (That's when she noticed that there was something off about the chemicals. She took a step forward and looked closely at one particular glass container; the label stated what the container held within.) Hydrochloride? What possible use could Hydra have for such a thing? I mean unless someone has significant B6 vitamin deficiency, but that's highly unlikely, regardless it is rather strange that this would be in the lab.

(She reaches up, grabbing the neck of the container, only to find it seemingly stuck to the shelf.) Strange indeed… (She closes the journal and puts it into her medical satchel before turning her attention back to the container. Taking the neck with both hands she pulled it towards her; a clicking sound seemingly came out from behind the container itself, after that the shelf seemed to shift which more than startled her.)

(Trip looked behind him only to see Simmons was standing there and the cabinet in front of her parting off to one side on its own. He rushed over grabbed her by the arm and led her behind him. Unsure of what awaited them, Trip swung his rifle in front of him and ready himself. The cabinet revealed a metal door, which seemed newer than anything else that they've seen within the facility itself.)

(The door had scuff marks, like multiple objects seemingly ricocheted of the doors' metal surface. The two looked at one another and as they looked back to the door, Simmons noticed something on the floor. She raised her arm, pointed to it, and told Trip,) "Trip look, there on the floor…what is that?" (Trip's eyes snapped to where she was pointing and seeing no immediate danger, he lowered his weapon, took a step forward, and knelt down next to it.)

(Slowly, he reached down and picked it up; afterwards he stood up and returned to Simmons. The two took a look at what it was and discovered that it's what they've been looking for.) It's the keycard! Bout bloody time we found that thing, but why was it under there…maybe someone dropped it or…or maybe they hid it there for some reason… (These questions would have to wait as Trip handed the keycard to her. He stated,) "One keycard, as promised."

(Simmons smiled and replied,) "Yes very good, now…let's see what Hydra has hiding on that computer, shall we." (Simmons started walking over towards the still working terminal, with Trip following closely behind. Once more she sat down on the stool provided while Trip hovered over her. She stared at the keycard for a second before placing it in the card slider; quickly she slid the card downward afterwards she looked at the screen and the two of them waited.)

(Every second they waited made Trip even antsier and it was made much worse when he looked down at his watch and saw the time. He looked back up at the screen and reminded Simmons,) "4 minutes…we're cutting it real close here girl." I know Trip, but this has to be important otherwise why they would go through all this trouble of putting in a card reader is beyond-(Suddenly the screen changes to a loading screen,) Yes finally, 'bout bloody time…

(After a few seconds the screen changes once again, this time showing a timer, counting down from 10 minutes and 15 seconds.) What's this… (In a split-second it hit her like a brick wall, which is when the shock and fear started setting in. She was unable to look away from the timer, it was as if some part of her thought that if she looked away then it would countdown faster. She was however able to ask Trip,) "*frightened tone* Trip, is that what I think it is?"

(Trip knew, from the moment that it popped up on the computer screen he knew. He has seen a lot of these in his years with S.H.I.E.L.D., yet this one, he was ashamed to admit, he did not see coming. He quickly grabbed Simmons by both shoulders and gently nudged her up off the stool. He replied with,) "Yep I think it is. Which means we need to find the others and get the hell out of her before this place blo-" (Out of nowhere the echoed sound of automatic gunfire rings outs.)

(This of course took everyone by surprise, so much so that it startled Simmons to her feet and knocking over the stool in the process. Trip's training kicked in, as he readied his weapon, aiming it at the door. He briefly looks over at Simmons, who is still startled from before, and says,) "That's our queue…time to go, now." You'll get no argument from me; this whole thing quite obviously a trap, I just couldn't see past my own goals. Brilliant ol' girl, just bloody brilliant.

(Trip proceeded towards the door, with Simmons quickly following behind. They took cover on the wall and Trip used this brief moment to look at Simmons and tell her,) "Look, I know you're not particularly fond of guns, but now is not the time to be gun shy, okay?" (She looks at him as he turns to peek out the doorway, his head swiveling from right to left. She whispers to him in a slightly irritated tone,) "I am not gun shy okay, I'm just…I've only had a few hours of practice on the target range 'tis all. I've been far too busy with other things, important things I remind you."

(The sound of gunfire grows more frequent and even louder, which meant that whoever was doing the shooting was heading their way. He leaned back against the wall, looked down at his rifle and pulled back the slide to check and see if there was a bullet in the chamber. During this he asked,) "And how did you do in practice, if you don't mind me asking given our current situation?"

(She didn't say, and when he looked over at her she gave him a look, the same look that she gives when she's trying to hold back bad news. Unfortunately, most everyone knew this look by now, including Trip who really didn't want to know, but needed to and so he asks,) "That bad?" Well no, not really…whatever you do don't tell him the truth. (She replied) "I hit…some of my targets."

(Trip looked back out at the corridor, down from where they came from; he watched and listened as the gunfire drew closer, so much so that he could actually see muzzle flashes, which also drew closer. He continued watching as he asked her,) "How many targets did you hit?" Don't tell him, do not tell him… (She hesitated, but eventually she replied,) "5, I hit 5 of my targets," (Trip's seemed confused, so he asked,) "Out of how many?"

DO NOT TELL HIM! (She replied shamefully,) "30…" (Trip quickly leaned back and gave her a looked of absolute shock. But before he could reply over the sound of ever-increasing gunfire, he heard someone shout down the corridor.) "TRIP, SIMMONS; WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" (Trip knew that voice, he would recognize it anywhere, even over gunfire. He looked back out and down the corridor and saw Coulson and Skye turn the corner carrying someone.)

(Trip, upon recognizing his team shouted back,) "COULSON, WE'RE DOWN HERE, C'MON!" Coulson, is he… (She maneuvered around Trip so she could see down the hallway and when she saw both Coulson and Skye she was ecstatic. She tried to make out who they were carrying but it was too dark, even with the light from the muzzle flashes. Part of her was worried because she had not seen Jaxx with them, so she shouted,) "SIR, WHERE'S JAXX!?"

5 minutes Earlier

Unknown Corridor

This mission had gone from a simple rescue and retrieval mission to total FUBAR in less than a day; at least that is what Jaxx had thought as he walked down the dimly lit corridor. Of course, he's experienced situations like this before, back when he served; the fact was that none of his missions have ever gone according to plan. Whether it was due to insufficient information, bad Intel, or just plain being overpowered he always managed to push through it, but sometimes the cost was great. Its mission's like this that always make him wary, because with these types of missions; the cost is often paid in pain, in sacrifice, in blood.

However, he was determined to make sure it never came to that, he told himself over and over again that he would do whatever it takes to make sure everyone makes it out…whatever it takes. But he knew that he couldn't do that, not without revealing who he truly was…yet in his mind he was not yet ready to reveal that to anyone quite yet, especially to his sister. That's the whole reason that he continued to follow the blood trail from the Science lab alone. With no one around, he would be able to do what is needed of him, just like when he was a soldier, but it doesn't mean he had to like it.

The fact was, he never liked using his "Natural Talents" as Fury called it, mainly because he himself never really understood them or why he had to have them…call it unfortunate circumstance. It doesn't matter, because every step he took as he followed the blood trail, he came closer to something unexpected, something deadly that was waiting for him. So, regardless how he felt, he would soon learn that he would either have to use them, or suffer the severe consequences.

Jaxx

(He quickly turned the corner, aiming his P90 down the dimly lit corridor. The light strapped on the under mount helped him only a little when it came to seeing, but every little bit helps. Cautiously he started to walk down the corridor one step at a time making sure that there were no surprises waiting for him.)

(Swiveling his weapon from the left, then the right, it was then that he noticed two doors on either side; the one on the right was the closest to him, which is why he walked over to it first. Once there, he aimed his weapon at the door with one hand and reached out, grabbing the door handle with the other. His grip tightened on his P90 as he slowly pushed down on the handle until he heard it click.)

(He held his breath and started counting down in his head,) 3…2…1 GO! (Using enough force he pulled on the handle which caused he door to fly open; the only thing that stopped it from hitting the wall off to the side was him using his foot as a door stop. He carefully shined his light within the room, sweeping from left to right, up and down; after a minute he was satisfied that there was nothing in here.)

Just a storage room, (Like the rooms before, it too was in complete disarray, with various supplies thrown about or torn completely to shreds. More importantly, there was no sign of the Doctor or the generator; plus there was no blood either inside the room or on the outside of the door. This meant that his search was not yet over. He stepped back out into the corridor and closed the door, after which he turned his attention to the other door further down.)

(He said to himself sarcastically,) "Let's see what's behind door #2, shall we." (Not taking any chances he aimed his weapon down at the door on the left, before cautiously making his way towards it. It wasn't until he got to the door that he noticed that it was open just a hair; he raised his weapon in preparation for his breach. This time however, he kept both hands on the P90 and instead, used the toe of his boot to swing the door open.)

(Again, he checked the corners, first the right then he took a step inside to check the left. It took just a few seconds to sweep the room, which seemed to be some sort of living space; at least it was at one time, regardless he determined that there were no hostiles in sight so he lowered his weapon and breathed a little easier.) Well, I since I'm here I might as well look around. (He stepped inside and kept walking until he was in the middle of the room.)

Well, this place isn't as trashed as the others- (All of a sudden a crackling sound came from behind him, and yet he didn't jump or seem surprised. He reached behind him and grabbed the radio, which he had taken from the science lab, and turned down the volume.) What a piece of crap… (It was then a voice came over the radio, asking,) "Jaxx, Jaxx come in…can you hear me?" Yea, yea, yea I hear ya just give me a second…

(He turned a couple of the dials and knobs on the radio, which seemed to clear up what little static there was. After that, he clicked the button and spoke into it, stating calmly,) "Yea Coul I can hear ya, over." (Jaxx decided to continue to look around while waiting for a response back. He walked over to a small dresser in the corner and started opening the drawers. While he was rifling through some old clothes, Coulson came over the radio and asked,) "Have you found anything yet?"

(Upon finding nothing of importance in the first drawer he closed it and opened up the next one down; while doing this he clicked the button and replied,) "Nope nothing yet Coul; how bout you? Anything on that computer that can tell us where either one are, or at least where to start looking?" (The was a very brief pause before Coulson replied back with,) "Not really, but we did find something else…" Wow Coul, can you be any vaguer?

(Jaxx closed the drawer and moved onto the last one, but before he opened it he clicked the button and asked,) "Well, don't keep me in suspense. Give me some details…" (Jaxx continued on, opening the last drawer, which is when he found it riddled with notepads. He removed the flashlight from the under barrel of his P90 and held it in one hand while grabbing one of the notepads with the other.)

(Coulson finally responded,) "Well, most of the files are highly encrypted, but Skye has managed to break through a few. One of those files is a patient list; these patients supposedly volunteered for some sort of drug trial." (Jaxx cringed a bit, clicked the button and replied,) "It makes sense I mean, it's not exactly like Hydra can go looking on craigslist for volunteers." (Skye came over the radio and said,) "Yeah well, according to the file they had over 45 volunteers; most of which are…or should I say were, college students and the homeless."

I can only imagine what Hydra put those poor bastards through, (He flipped open the cover and written on the first page. To him it looked like some sort of equation or formula, but to what he had no idea.) Crap…I really should've paid more attention in school, oh well… (He flipped to the next page, which seemed to have various amounts of information hastily scribbled in and onto the next page. Unfortunately the most of the information was either incomplete or simply not finished.)

(Jaxx clicked the button and spoke into the radio, stating what he found.) "Hey Coul, I think I found something." (Coulson came over the radio and asked,) "What did you find?" Maybe nothing or… (He paused suddenly, staying perfectly still, moving only his eyes. There was something behind him; at least that was what his instincts were telling him. Never once did he distrust his instincts, mainly because if it wasn't for them then he wouldn't be alive today.)

Alright asshole, (He slowly lowered both the radio and notepad to the ground. Once again he paused just mere inches from the notepad and radio touching the floor. He stayed this way for a few seconds, until, in one quick fluid movement, he lets go of both the radio and notepad. As they dropped to the floor he quickly grabbed his P90 and quickly spun around, aiming both the weapon and light source at the doorway.)

What the… (Much to his surprise there appeared to be no one there. He waited for a few seconds, bracing himself just in case, but nothing happened.) I thought… (Coulson radioed,) "Jaxx…Jaxx are you there?" There was something there…I could've sworn there was. (He still gripped the gun with his one hand, while reaching down and grabbing the radio with the other. He drew the radio close to his face, clicked the button and said,) "Yeah Coul…I'm here I just…never mind."

Don't lose your shit now Jaxx; you can't afford any mistakes especially here. (Jaxx clicked the button and continued,) "As I was starting to say, I found a room down the hall a ways. I took a look inside and found some notebooks; one page has some sort of formula and the rest have equations in them." (Though he couldn't see it, Jaxx could definitely hear the intrigue in Coulson's voice as he radioed back to ask,) "What kind of formula and equations?"

(Jaxx shrugs, even though he knew that no one would see it but him, and replied,) "How the hell should I know, I'm a soldier not a scientist *the faint sound of footsteps comes from the hallway, he once again quickly spins around and aims his gun at the doorway* what the hell?" Something is out there, stalking me like I'm some sort of helpless prey…*chuckles* it has no idea who it's fucking with.

(Suddenly, Coulson radioed back sounding concerned and asking,) "Jaxx what is it? Is something there?" (Jaxx looked down at the radio, which he still clenched in his left hand,) Damnit, I forgot to let go of the button. Shit, the last thing I need is for them to start panicking; okay Jaxx, just keep it cool, keep them calm. (He pulled the radio up to his lips and replied honestly,) "No idea, it may be nothing or…something. I'm gonna check it out."

(Still aiming the weapon with his right hand, he used his other hand to clip the radio onto his vest, which made everything a lot easier. He later reached over and grabbed one of the pillows which were still lying on the floor. Using the pillow casing as a makeshift bag, he grabbed all the notepads he could find and stuffed them inside. But the notepad that he was looking at earlier, the one with the formula and equations; he stuffed that one inside his vest, hidden away from the others.)

(He took a moment to tie the makeshift bag around his belt. During which Skye came over the radio and stated,) "Uhh, all the camera's in that area are offline; I'm trying to get them back up now, but it's going to take some time. You'll be own your own…" Well, what else is new…either way, there's something down here and I'm going to find out what. (Coulson then stated,) "Jaxx, you will have no one watching your back down their…are you sure you want to do this?"

Am I sure, *scoffs* no, but it's not like we have much choice, besides; I have questions of my own and I would like to get to Dr. Streiten before any of you. (Jaxx starts walking out of the room, and just before stepping out into the corridor he radios' back and asks,) "Yeah, I'm sure…" (Jaxx peeks out into the hall, looking from left to right then to the left once more. He clipped the flashlight back onto the under barrel of the P90 and waited for Coulson to respond.)

(After about a minute, Coulson finally radio's back and says,) "We have 7 minutes before we have to meet up with Trip and Simmons…that gives you 6 minutes to look around. Get it done and watch your back, understood?" (Jaxx grins, clicks the button and replies,) "Understood, and Coul…" (Coulson radios back,) "Yeah…" (Jaxx quickly exits into the hall and aims his weapon down the corridor. Using his left hand he clicks the button and radios back Coulson and says,) "I only need 5."

(He clicks off the radio as he started quickly and cautiously walks down to the end of the hall. Up ahead the corridor split-off, with one hall going left and one hall going right. Making as tactical decision to move closer to the wall, he slowly crept down until he was at the corner. His right hand gripped the handle of the P90 tightly while his left gripped the under barrel just as tightly.)

(Taking a couple deep breaths, he told himself,) Okay, here we go…again. (After exhaling, he lifted his SMG and leapt out into the intersection. He aimed down the right hall first, quickly shining the torchlight from left to right, up and down. There was no sign of any hostiles, just more hall way leading further into darkness.) Clear, I think… (Seconds later he quickly turned to his left and repeated the same process. He spotted a door down a ways, but just like the before, there was no sign of any hostiles; much to his relief.)

Clear… (He lowered his SMG, and took a moment, thinking on a few things.) This is wrong…something's off here… (He closed his eyes and breathed in through his nostrils. That's when he smelled it, that familiar scent that he has smelled so many times before. His eyes shot open and he looked to his left; it wasn't far off, maybe just a few feet away. Once more he lifted his SMG up, shining the torchlight down the hall. Walking down the left hall, each step made the scent intensified more and more.)

(The intensity of said smell reached its peak; he stopped and looked down and just a few inches in front of his feet there it was. He kneeled down beside the puddle,) Blood, (He sniffs the air before placing his hand just a few inches above the blood pool.) It's faint, but I can still feel the heat coming off of it. (He pulls back his hand, placing it back on the grip of the gun, but there was something about it that gnawed at him. Even without the light from his torch he could still see the area in front of him as clear as day.)

Something's off, (He turns and shines the torchlight on the floor behind him, but see's nothing out of the ordinary.) Thought so… (He turned back to the blood pool to take another look, this time he looked at the area around the blood itself, using the light from his torch.) The blood trail ends just before turning the corner, so that begs the question; why is this here, and whose does it belong to?

(Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from his right and not soon after he quickly aimed his SMG in that direction. The light shined on a bulk-head door, one which was cracked open just a ways. Slowly he stood up and walked over to the side of said door. Reaching out with his left hand, he placed it on the door and pushed it. As the door creaked open he turned and aimed his P90, sweeping from left to right and checking the corners.)

HOLY SHIT… (As he stepped inside the room, his eyes widened as looked on at the massive machine in front of him. Despite the carnage around it, the machine seemed to be working just fine as it hummed almost peacefully. Jaxx turned his radio on and clicked the button and spoke,) "Hey Coulson…" (A second later Coulson came over the radio and replied,) "Jaxx, what is it…did you find something?" (Jaxx mumbled to himself,) "Yea, you could say that."

(He looked around and saw a console in front of him, so he walked up to it. Jaxx radioed back,) "Yea, I think I found that pesky Electro-Refraction Stasis Field Generator." I don't think we brought enough explosives, (He looked at the touch screen on the console then started tapping on the options that were present.) Let's see here… (Before he could get too far into it, Coulson radioed back asking,) "Really, well it's about time that we got some good news."

(Jaxx radioed Coulson as he continued tapping and swiping through the options on the screen.) "I wouldn't celebrate yet; we still need to shut it down and find this Streiten guy." He's gonna be a buzz kill. (Coulson radioed back,) "Kill joy…" Eh, close enough. Okay let's see…fuel is at about 87%, the turbines are at max speed…where the hell is the off switch? (Jaxx clicked the button and asked,) "Hey Skye, there's a touchscreen here which seems to be operational, can you do your little hacking thing and see if you can't shut it down?"

(Coulson replied,) "She's checking it now, in the meantime; is there anything that you can do from your end?" Jeez make me do all the work why don't ya… (Jaxx looked up from the console and spotted a door with a keypad next to it. When he walked over, he noticed that the door itself was open a bit, just a few inches.) Well then, let's give it a try. (He swung his P90 off to his side and kneeled down reaching his fingers underneath the door. His muscles clenched and fingers tighten as he started lifting.)

(The door gave an inch, but only an inch; it was as it was jammed, as it appeared to not want to move any further.) Son of a bitch! *Grunts out* (Eventually, he stopped trying to lift the door and stood back up, though a bit exhausted.) Well, that's not going anywhere. (He looked over at the keypad, which seemed like it was still functional; shortly after an idea crossed his mind. Jaxx radioed Coulson and Skye, updating them on his progress.) "There's a door here that looks like it leads straight to where the generator is, but it's jammed. There is a keypad here though; can ya hack it Skye?"

(Jaxx walked back over to the console and stared at the screen as he waited for an answer. He placed his hands on the sides of the console, which was when Skye radioed back,) "Sorry no can do; both the console and keypad are on a totally separate network. I can get access to it, but I need 15 minutes to hack my way past the firewalls." I don't think we have that much time girlie. (Suddenly he felt something, underneath the right side of the console. He quickly leaned over and saw something unexpected, which caused him to mumble to himself,) "You have got to be kidding me."

(Coulson came over the radio and told Jaxx,) "We're working on the problem, in the meantime you need to-" (Jaxx stood back up, clicking something underneath the console. Shortly after, the generator suddenly, out of nowhere, powered down. Every gear, every spring, every turbine within just screeched to a halt; without being in the same room, he could tell that both Coulson and Skye were confusingly staring at the screen wondering what's going on.)

(Jaxx clicked the button and sarcastically radioed them,) "You're welcome." (A smirk appeared, as he started to feel impressed with what he had just accomplished. He stepped back from the console and watched as the power stats started rapidly dropping all the way down to zero. Coulson, somewhat frantic, radioed Jaxx asking,) "What did you do?" I fixed the problem, duh. (Jaxx clicked the button and replied,) "I took care of the generator, that's what I did."

(Skye came over the radio, asking curiously,) "How the hell did you do that?" I should tell her, but what would be the fun in that? (Jaxx replied simply,) "I have my ways…Plus, it helps when there's an off-" (He turned and looked at the door; like a statue he just stood there staring at the door. It was faint, almost like someone was trying desperately to breathe, but he knew it wasn't his imagination.)

(Unfortunately, when he stopped talking suddenly, it caught the attention of both Coulson and Skye. It was the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. that came over the radio, and sounding more than a bit concerned, he asked,) "Jaxx, are you there? What's happening…Is there-" (Jaxx clicked the button, which interrupted Coulson, and replied with a simple,) "Shhh…I heard something…Give me a minute." There's someone here, I just need to focus…

(His ears twitched ever-so-slightly as he focused on trying to hone in on the faint breathing. The average person would not have been able to hear it, much less be able to locate it using just sound. Jaxx however, he had always been different from the average person. He had used his "Unique Talents" as he sarcastically called them, before and no one was any the wiser not even his friends or sister.)

(As he focused on just the faint breathing, he started tuning out every other sound from the water dripping down from the pipes 75 meters down the hall, to Skye tapping on the keys of the keyboard back in the Science lab. Seconds later all other noise and sounds had disappeared leaving only the sound of faint breathing. He looked back up at the door after which he walked out into the hall.)

(The breathing became clearer as he stood there for a moment, which made it easier for him to hone in on where it was coming from.) Where are you…(Suddenly, the breathing had changed; whoever it was, they were no longer slowly and faintly breathing, as they now started gasping. It was difficult for him to listen to, but the gasping made it easier for him to locate its origin.)

(It took him and his ability mere seconds to hone in on the location; he looked down the hall to his right and saw a door just a few meters down.) There… (He swung his SMG from his side to his front, aiming at the door itself. Once more his training kicked in as he used quiet, precise footwork to make his way to the door. When he finally made it to the door, he slowly and cautiously looked at not only the base of the door, but around the frame as well.) No trip-wires…no sensors, (It wasn't until he shined his torchlight on the handle of the door, that he noticed a familiar red print.) Well, that's not very reassuring. (He leaned in close and he listened; someone's inside, their gasps growing shorter with each passing second.)

(With time being of the essence, he reached out, grasping blood soaked handle and slowly turned it. Afterwards, he took a deep breath…) 3…2… (He pulled the door open and went inside with his gun drawn; seconds barely passed by when the look of shock and distilled terror encompassed his face.) MY GOD… (It took most of his fortitude to keep himself from hurling up his breakfast, or lack thereof.)

(As he took a step forward, he couldn't help but look around at the dozens of bodies that riddled this makeshift locker room. One body, to his left, caught his eye; he knelt down in front of the body and started looking for any sort of explanation as to what could have done this. He saw something peeking out of the pocket of the blood soaked lab coat. Gently, as to not disturb the body any further, he reached in and pulled out two cards; one was a white keycard, the other was an ID card. He wiped some of the blood off of the ID before Coulson came over the radio.)

"Jaxx, do you copy? Jaxx, please respond?" (Jaxx clicked the button and replied back,) "I'm here Coul and I'm fine." But Dr. Jennifer Goodman isn't looking her best. (Coulson radioed back, sound somewhat relieved,) "That's good to hear, but why did you go silent?" (Part of him wanted to keep the truth from Coulson and Skye, but the other part knew that they deserved to know what he found. So, he chooses and radioed back,) "I thought I heard something, so I went to check it out. I heard a noise coming from a room down the hall and when I checked it, that's when I found…, them."

(Coulson radioed back almost immediately,) "Them, you mean found them…the Hydra personnel?" (Jaxx replied back,) "Yep." (Coulson came over the radio, asking a laundry list of questions,) "Can they tell us what happened here? Or where we can find Dr. Streiten?" (He looked up at the body in front of him, more specifically, at the clouded eyes of the now deceased Dr. Goodman. He clicked the button and replied,) "Unfortunately, they're not going to be able to answer any questions Coul. They're all dead."

(The radio went dead silent; leaving Jaxx with nothing more than his own thoughts for company. He had seen his fair share of corpses while in Iraq and Falusia, but still it never got easier especially now. He reached out and gently closed Dr. Goodman's eyes, after which he shook his head and mumbled to himself,) "You people deserved to be punished, but this… *He looked around at the other corpses, once more taking in the horrified looks plastered on their faces.*"

(Coulson came over the radio, sounding cold,) "Can you…is Streiten there? We need to kno-" (Jaxx interrupted him,) "I haven't seen him yet, but I'll keep-*a faint gasp came from the corner of the room,* hold on a sec." (As he stood up, he placed both the ID and the keycard in his pants pocket, and then took up his P90 once again. He slowly walked over towards the corner, shining the torchlight on each face that he passed by along the way.)

(It wasn't until he got to the corner that he spotted him; a blood-covered lifeless Dr. Streiten, sitting on the floor lying against the wall. He knelt down in front of the body; Streiten's chest had a deep cut leading from the chest to the side of his stomach. One of his arms looked like it was broken during some sort of struggle. There were more cuts and lacerations on his legs, arms, and face.) You, poor bastard; what the hell did this to you?

(Looking at this near-shredded body that used to be Dr. Streiten, the same man that he was supposed to save, he couldn't help but feel guilty.) We should've gotten here sooner…maybe we could've stopped all of this. (He looked away from the body; he reached for the radio, clicked the button and was about to tell Coulson and Skye that he found the doctor, but then he heard something.)

(He said nothing; instead he let go of the radio and once again listened, truly listened. That's when he heard it; it was slow, but it was there.) I'll be damned, a heartbeat! (He place two fingers on Streiten's throat, trying to find a pulse to confirm what he heard. The pulse was weak, but it was there, which was good news for the team. Using the other hand he clicked the button and frantically radioed Coulson and Skye,) "I found him, repeat, I found Dr. Streiten!"

(Jaxx worked quickly, moving and shoving the dead which seemed to drape over the barely breathing doctor. He dragged the last body off, dropping it to the side; afterwards he went straight for the doctor. Coulson radioed, asking about the doctor.) "You found him!? What's his condition?" (Jaxx took Streiten's left arm, gently lifting it up; this caused Streiten gasp out in pain, which seemingly brought him to consciousness.)

(Jaxx swung the arm over his shoulders and tried his best to ease the doctor up to his feet. Once on they were on their feet, Jaxx radioed back while slowly walking to the doorway.) "Well, he's alive to say the least, but he's seen better days. He needs immediate medical assistance, like now!" (Jaxx was struggling as he tried carrying Streiten towards the door, all the while hearing the doctor struggle to breathe. He turned to doctor Streiten,) "Everything's going to be okay doc. We're getting you outta here, just hold a bit longer."

(Streiten's blood-covered eyelids fluttered before he was finally able to open his eyes. When he saw Jaxx for the first time, he thought he was dreaming or that it was a simple hallucination. He gasped out,) "Jaxx…" (Jaxx stopped, so that he could reply,) "Hey doc, how's your day going?" (Streiten continued gasping, still wondering whether or not Jaxx was actually here. Meanwhile, Jaxx managed to get Streiten to the doorway just as Coulson came over the radio.)

"Understood; I'll meet you halfway." (As Jaxx stepped out into the hallway with Streiten, he radioed back.) "Got ya; I'll see you in a-" (His nostrils flared as the sudden scent hits him out of nowhere. It's this scent that stops him cold; his eyes widened and for a moment he almost forgets to breathe.) What the hell is that? Where the hell did it come from? (Coulson sounded concerned when he came over the radio asking him,) "Jaxx, are you there? What's going on?"

(Out of nowhere, a growl comes from behind him; Jaxx slowly reached for the radio, clicked the button, and whispered,) "I've got some company here." (He stood completely still, as still as a statue; he sniffed the air once more, after which his eyes shot straight ahead of him.) Damn it…whatever these things are, they've got me and doc boxed in. Just calm down and take a breath…Okay so, there's one behind me and one in front of me; their breathing is slow, and steady, but their muscles are tense.

(His eyes shoot over to Streiten, who is still barely conscious, mumbling incoherently.) He's fading fast. I've gotta make a move, now. (He looks forward, and grabs his radio, telling Coulson,) "Coulson, be ready to move. I'm coming at'cha…fast and in a hurry, just like in New Orleans, remember?" Please tell me that you remember, otherwise I'll show a side that I don't want you to see.

(Coulson radios back,) "I remember…we'll be waiting." I'm counting on it. (He looks over at the doctor, and whispers to him,) "Sorry doc, this is gonna hurt." (Jaxx closed his eyes and mentally started counting. While his mind started counting down from 10, he listened closely; he could hear their knuckles and bones crackle. As he got to 5 he readied himself for was about to happen, for what he was going to do.)

(At 3, his expression turned stern, focused even, while he cleared his mind of any distractions; this caused him to focus solely on the task before him. 1…Jaxx opened his eyes and looked straight ahead. In one quick motion he knelt down low enough to wrap his left arm around Streiten's waist and hoist him up and over his shoulder; after he quickly grabbed the P90 with his free hand and turned around.)

(He fired off 3 shots, followed by another 3, and each set made a thudding sound as they found their target. Jaxx quickly turned back around and sprinted as fast as he could, with a now unconscious Streiten, heading back to where he came from; back to what he had hoped would be his salvation and not his demise…)

1 minute and 25 secs earlier

Coulson and Skye

Science Hall- Science Lab 1

Coulson

"Understood; I'll meet you halfway." (He sets the radio down next to Skye, afterwards he reaches for the M1A1 which was still hanging off to his side. He quickly swings it around to his front and then presses the release button just to the side of the safety switch. He grabs the clip and checks it briefly before slamming it back in. Jaxx radioed back,) "Got ya; I'll see you in a-"

(Jaxx seemed to be cut off and for the next few seconds there was nothing but utter silence. Coulson glanced at Skye then back at the radio; both were equally concerned, so much so that Coulson quickly picked up the radio , lifted it close to his face and clicked the button,) "Jaxx, are you there? What's going on?"

(Seconds passed and yet there was no response and for a brief moment deep within the back of his mind he couldn't help but think that he had lost yet another friend to Hydra. He glanced over at Skye, who is growing more and more concerned with each passing second; then, suddenly, a voice came over the radio, familiar, yet something was amiss as the voice stated.) "I've got some company here." Skye's here, and both Trip and Simmons are checking out the Medical Wing. It has to be the remaining Hydra personnel, or maybe… (Coulson's mind froze on a single, terrifying thought, one he quickly wished he hadn't thought of.) Maybe it's something, much worse.

(Coulson's eyes glanced anxiously over at the computer screen in front of Skye; the download bar was inching closer to being finished, but as of yet, only 67% of the files had been downloaded to the USB. Jaxx came over the radio once more, this time he sounded calm, yet serious when he spoke.) "Coulson, I'm coming at'cha…quick, fast, and in a hurry, just like in New Orleans…" Oh man, this is going to get messy…

(He glanced over at Skye, who had been watching the two conversing over the radio. She wasn't sure what was going on, or why they were talking about New Orleans; Coulson has a plan, and he hoped that Skye would follow his lead. Coulson clicked the button and replied calmly with,) "We'll be waiting." (Seconds later, he clipped the radio to the side of his belt then looked over at Skye and stated,) "Skye, I need you to follow my instructions exactly; no deviation, do you understand?"

I can see it written all over her face, the confusion with just a smidge of fear mixed in; and yet, I know that she'll do what needs to be done. (She looks at the computer screen, and stares at the bar which now says 76%; she looks back at Coulson and replied,) "Okay, but I haven't finished downloading the files from the hard-drive yet..." (Coulson replied) "We'll make do with what you have, but we need to be ready to move. Jaxx will be here in 30 secs and he'll have some company."

(Skye understood and followed her orders; quickly she stood up from the stool and removed the USB from the side of the computer, and put it safely away inside the front pouch of her pack. As she turned away from the computer a message suddenly popped up on the screen saying Error: Unknown Drive no longer detected; Files may be corrupted. Skye followed Coulson and the two walked over to the doorway that Jaxx had gone through.)

(They place themselves against the wall, after which Coulson started searching through some pouches on his vest; once he found what he was searching for, he pulled them out and handed them off to Skye, saying simply,) "Here you go," These should do the job; (She stared at the items in her hands then looked at him, eyes widened, and with a shocked tone she said.) "Seriously?"

(Coulson replied simply,) "Seriously," (Afterwards he turned heading through the doorway and aimed his M1A1 down the hallway. Coulson looked back at Skye and said,) "When I tell you; pull the pins, count to 3 and throw them down there *points down the hallway*. Got it?"

(Skye nodded and replied,) "Yeah sure, I got it; piece of cake." (Despite her unsure tone she was confident that she could do what was needed of her. Instead of feeling nervous she looked up at Coulson and asked,) "Uh AC; I know this might be a bad time to ask but…what's the deal with New Orleans?" (He looked at her, grinned briefly and replied,) "Good times, and simpler too; that being said…"

(Coulson looked back down the hallway, as the sound of gunfire echoed closer and closer; he used his thumb to flip the safety off after which he continued saying,) "Well, let's just say that things…went a little hinky." 10 seconds…come on Jaxx, hurry up. (Coulson sees the sudden and rapid flashes of light from down the hall, which was followed quickly by the sound of gunfire. He saw Jaxx round the corner, carrying someone over his shoulder and firing blindly behind him.)

(Coulson couldn't make out who he was firing at, all he knew was whatever was chasing him, it wasn't friendly; with 4 seconds remaining Coulson readied himself, meanwhile Jaxx had stopped firing his weapon. The distinct clicking sound made by his pistol only meant that the clip was empty. By the time Coulson's mental countdown reached 1, Jaxx was within arm's reach of the doorway; which is when Coulson looked to Skye and shouted,) "Now Skye!"

(Without hesitation Skye pulls the pins on the grenades and released the levers which flipped into the air; afterwards she mumbled to herself,) "1…2…" (Jaxx had just rushed through the doorway, with his passenger in tow, breathing heavily. Skye meanwhile said aloud,) "3…!" (Skye quickly stepped step through the doorway and lobbed the grenades as far as she could down the hallway.)

(The grenades clanged as they struck against concrete flooring: Jaxx sat the bloodied and unconscious passenger down, leaning him against a lab table. Coulson grabbed Skye and the two quickly rushed back into the room; she covered her head with her arms while Coulson shielded her using his body, during which he quickly shouted,) "Fire in the hole!" (Seconds later a large and violent explosion enveloped the hallway, during which it expelled dust and pieces of rubble through the doorway into the room.)

(The combination of the concussive force and explosive caused debris to shoot in from the hallway and into the lab itself, followed by dust and smoke. Once the dust started to settle, Coulson stopped shielding Skye and turned towards the doorway. Skye coughed a little as she lowered her arms, while Jaxx slowly leaned up from using his own body to shield Streiten. Coulson looked back at Skye and asked,) "Are you good?" Crap, my ears are still ringing!

(Skye stopped coughing briefly before replying sarcastically,) "Yeah, *coughs* I'm just dandy, you?" Wish I had stayed home today…(He swiped some dust and debris off of his left shoulder and replied,) "A little sore, and starting to get really tired of this placed." (Their little banter gets broken up as the Jaxx started replacing his empty clip with a new one. When they looked over at him, they saw a lot of blood on the right side of his face and down his clothes.)

Skye

Oh god, Jaxx! (She rushes over to Jaxx first, followed quickly by Coulson, both watched as Jaxx finished putting in a fresh clip and pulling back the slide. Skye quickly grabbed him and started checking for any wounds, during which Jaxx gently grabbed her shoulder and stated calmly.) "I'm fine Skye…it's not my blood." Thank god…(Skye and Coulson looked at the bloodied and barely alive figure next to Jaxx.)

Oh my god…(Even with the blood and cuts covering his face, Coulson was still able to recognize the good doctor. Coulson tried talking to him asking,) "Streiten, Dr. Streiten can you hear me?" (He was barely awake, but still unable to respond due to his severe injuries. Skye was still in shock at the state the doctor was in, so much so that she didn't realize that she said aloud.) "What the hell did they do to him?"

(Jaxx looked at her and replied,) "There's no time to ask, we've got to move…now!" (Skye glanced at Jaxx and noticed that he looked like he was ready for a firefight. She stated,) "What's the hurry? We just fragged the crap outta those Hydra goons back there." (Jaxx stood up and quickly made his way over to the doorway. He looked over to his left and saw a bookcase as tall and wide as the doorway.)

(Swinging his P90 to his side, he quickly grabbed the bookcase and it made a screeching sound as Jaxx started dragging it over towards the doorway. Once it was close enough he pushed it against the doorway, but he knew that this would only be a temporary delay. He turned around and when he looked at Coulson and Skye, he said,) "Those things weren't Hydra, or weren't human…*mumbles* not anymore at least."

(Both Coulson and Skye sported confused looks as they looked at one another. Skye quickly looked back at Jaxx and asked with a questioning tone,) "What did you mean when you said "they weren't human"?" (Seconds later a blood-curling roar came from behind the bookcase. Coulson's eyes widened while Skye felt an ice cold shiver go up her spine. Jaxx briefly glanced at the bookcase then back at Skye, who retorted with,) "I guess that answers my question."

(Coulson asks,) "What the hell was that?" That means we should get the hell outta here, that's what it means! (Suddenly, something slams against the bookcase, nearly tipping it over in the process. Jaxx quickly threw himself against it and used his own body weight to keep it in place. As the creature on the other side kept smashing into the bookcase, Jaxx struggled to hold it in place.)

(He was losing ground with each smash and everyone knew, which is why Jaxx continued pushing against the case while shouting at Coulson and Skye,) "This isn't going to hold; you two need to take Streiten and get the hell out of here!" (Skye responds with,) "What about you? We're not leaving you here with those…things!" (Jaxx was trying his best, but he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold the creatures at bay. Frustrated he turned to her and said,) "It'll take both of you to carry him out of here. I'll give you a 5 second head start before following!"

(Coulson replied with,) "Make it 3…because I'm not losing anyone else; you got that?" (Jaxx looked at him and simply nodded.) I don't like this, not for a second. (She looks down at Streiten who is barely clinging to life.) But he won't make it if we don't get to Simmons. (Coulson kneels down beside the near lifeless body of Streiten and gently lifts his right arm up and over his neck. Coulson looks up at Skye and shouts,) "Skye, I need your help!"

(Skye looks at Coulson and nods.) Yea right, I got you AC. (She kneels down next to Streiten and lifts his left arm up and over her neck. The bookcase was taking a beating, which became apparent when slivers of wood started flying off as Jaxx struggled to keep it in place. He shouted at them,) "Now would be a good time! Get going!" (Coulson looked at Skye and her at him; he told her,) "On 3 Skye; 1…2…3!"

(Coulson and Skye lift the good doctor to his feet, but in doing so the inadvertently caused him excruciating pain, which is why it was no surprise that he groaned out in pain. Coulson readied himself, as did Skye, who was still unsure of this FUBAR situation that they were currently in. As they made their way to the other door, Skye had to keep telling herself,) Don't look back, just keep moving forward. Everything will be fine…right?

(They made their way out into the hall and started heading down the corridor, back to where the team split up. Only a mere second had passed when they heard the sound of gunfire blasting from inside the lab which caused them to stop. When they turned around the gunfire had stopped only to see a split-second later, Jaxx flying out of the doorway, slamming violently back first, against the concrete wall. The sheer force from his body hitting the wall left quite the impression on both Jaxx and the wall itself.)

(While Jaxx's bruised body hit the floor, his P90 had slide all the way over to Skye's feet, leaving only Coulson to protect them. He lifted his M1A1 and aimed it at the doorway, waiting for whatever it was chasing them to step out. Skye looked down at Jaxx, who was slowly staggering to his feet, and then looked at the doorway as well.) Holy shit! (Skye says in a somewhat frightened tone,) "Please tell me that Hydra did not make their own version of the Hulk!" If they did then we are in seriously deep shit!

(Once he was on his feet, Jaxx staggered over to Skye and grabbed his P90 up off the floor; though he had the wind knocked out of him, he was still able to sarcastically state,) "I think that we've over-stayed our welcome." (Coulson sarcastically replied,) "I think you're probably right." (And seconds later, Coulson and Skye started once more, running as fast as they could down the hall, with Jaxx following quickly behind. It was slow going for Coulson and Skye, trying to outrun whatever was pursuing them while carrying Dr. Streiten, who was barely consciousness throughout.)

The constant sound of gunfire bursting just a few feet behind motivated them to keep moving forward; with each 3 round burst fired by Jaxx's P90, was quickly followed by that same blood-curdling roar that they heard before. Exhaustion started to set in as Coulson and Skye round the corner, which leads to yet another hallway, but one that would get them closer to Trip and Simmons. They rushed as fast as they could down the hallway, but their speed was greatly hindered by the fact that they were carrying a barely conscious Dr. Streiten.

And yet, it never crossed their mind for a second to simply just leave him behind and make a run for the others. It would've been easier for sure, but neither Coulson nor Skye would ever consider abandoning someone like that. Jaxx is still in some ways, a soldier, he follows orders no matter what and he was good at it, but there were times when that just wasn't enough. Though, none of that mattered now; not with them running for their lives and trying to find the others.

Skye and Coulson come to stop, exactly where the team had split up; the two look behind them and watch as Jaxx fires off 3 more shots before his gun goes empty. Jaxx checked his pouches and found one last magazine for his P90; he removed the used magazine, throwing it off to the side as the creatures drew closer to him. The creatures were nearly on top of him, just as he loaded in his last magazine; suddenly the creatures stumbled backwards as gunfire came from behind Jaxx.

He looked back to see Coulson firing his M1A1 at the creatures, while Skye fired her Smith & Wesson as she still clung to Streiten. Jaxx turned and provided cover fire, while Coulson and Skye continued to make their way down the hall quickly. The situation was starting to get the best of them, so much so that Coulson had no choice but to shout out for Trip and Simmons as a single thought continuously ran through his mind, one born out of fear; fear that they might be too late to save them or themselves.

Location: Medical

Time: Current

Triplett

"TRIP! SIMMONS! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Wait a sec that sounds like-(The sound of gunfire blared down the hall to them, followed quickly by muzzle flashes. Yet even with the sound of chaos heading their way, both Trip and Simmons recognized Coulson's voice. As they looked out into the hallway, among the muzzle flashes they see Coulson and Skye turn the corner, carrying someone. Trip readied himself for combat and at the same time he shouted at Coulson.) "COULSON, WE'RE DOWN HERE, C'MON!"

(Coulson and Skye looked down the hall and saw Trip leaning out of a doorway; seeing him there, they started rushing they're way down to him when suddenly, the gunfire mysteriously stopped.) That can't be a good sign… (Regardless, Coulson and Skye continued heading towards agent Tripletts location, all the while Skye kept glancing behind her, looking for any sign of Jaxx. After hearing Trip yells out Coulson's name she maneuvered around Trip to see what all the fuss was about.)

(She had noticed that Coulson and Skye were carrying severely injured and bloodied Dr. Streiten, but there was no sign of Jaxx to be seen. Just as Coulson and Skye made it to the doorway, Simmons asked frantically,) "SIR WHERE'S JAXX!" (All Coulson could do was look her in the eyes and state calmly,) "He's not far behind, and it seems that he made some new friends.*Gunshots ring out*"

(Everyone turned around, just in time to see Jaxx quickly walking backwards around the corner, firing his pistol down the hall. After firing his 5th shot, a loud bloody roar suddenly echoed down the hall.) What in the hell was that!? (Jaxx quickly ran towards the others, meanwhile, Coulson turned to Simmons and said,) "Simmons, you and Skye take Dr. Streiten inside, now!" (Simmons was relieved to see Jaxx alive, so much so that she wanted to give him a hug and punch him on the shoulder, but now wasn't the time for either.)

(Instead she followed her orders, quickly taking Coulson's place and with the help of Skye, they managed to carry Dr. Streiten inside. While Skye and Simmons handled the doctor, Coulson and Trip turn around readying themselves. As Jaxx got to the doorway, he wasted little time in coming up with a plan, for which he asked Coulson.) "You wouldn't happen to have any more explosives on 'ya?"

(Coulson quickly began searching through his pouches, only to find a few magazines for his M1A1.) Wait a sec, I think… (Trip started looking through his vest pouches and found 2 grenades hidden away in his back pouch. He turned to Jaxx and says while holding out the grenades,) "Never leave home without 'em." (Jaxx grins as he quickly snatches them from Trip's hands; afterwards he jerked his head to his right and said,) "Get inside and take cover!"

(Both Coulson and Trip rush into the room without hesitation, but while Coulson rushed over to Simmons, Skye, and Streiten, Trip took cover beside the door and waited. Jaxx looked down the hall as he quickly pulled the pins from the grenades. As soon as the levers flew off, he started counting upwards from 1; his eyes had grown accustomed to the dark, so much so that he could see the creatures rush around the corner, heading towards him and the team.)

(As his count got to 3, he rolled the grenades down the hall, his ears twitching as the metal casing clanged and scraped against the concrete floor. The explosives made it nearly halfway down the hallway, but with mere seconds left Jaxx quickly ran into the room and took cover on the wall adjacent to Trip, who quickly slammed the door closed. A second later the grenades detonated; the resulting explosion could be both felt and heard by the team who were covering themselves from falling dust and debris.)

(Trip looked at Jaxx and said,) "*cough, cough* I think you got 'em." (That's what he thought, but Jaxx knew better; he's seen these things up close and he knew that the explosion only would only slow them down. He looked around while replying to Trip's statement.) "That bought us a few minutes at most. Here help me move these; we need to barricade that door." (Jaxx rushed over to the desk closest to him,) Hold up a sec, what the hell does he mean by that?

(Trip walked over to the other side of the desk and asked Jaxx,) "First off, what the hell is going on and secondly; who the hell was chasing you guys? *a loud, animalistic roar echoes in the hall*" You know what, it's not really that important. (With Trip now helping the two quickly slid the desk over in front of the door. Jaxx then rushes over to some filing cabinets and Trip quickly follows; Trip tilts the top of the cabinet down and the two proceed to carry the cabinet over to the door, and lay it on top of the desk.)

(Both Jaxx and Trip walked over and grabbed yet another desk and started sliding it over; once it was secured in place, Jaxx and Trip took a brief moment to catch their breath. At this point it was safe to assume that everybody was starting to feel not only the adrenaline, but the fear start to creep in. Trip looked over at Simmons and the others briefly, afterwards he looked back at Jaxx and in whisper he asked him.) "Okay seriously, what the hell is going? And what was that thing?"

(Jaxx leaned against the desk, and whispered back,) "Things," say what? (Trip, who was still whispering asked,) "Things…as in more than one?" (Jaxx nodded and responded,) "3 by my count; and as for what they are…who knows, but I do know that they're strong, quick, and bullets only seem to piss them off." Great, that's just great. (Trip stands tall, turns to Coulson and company and asks,) "So, what's our exit plan sir?"

(Coulson stood up and replied simply,) "I was hoping you had one…but, until we find a way past those things, we sit tight and just try and wait them out." (Trip knew that wasn't an option, and Simmons knew it too, which is why they both shared a not so subtle look, one which everyone noticed including Coulson. The Director looked at Simmons then at Trip and asked,) "I know that look. That's the "We've got some bad news to tell you" look. I hate that look." Yeah well, you're really going to hate what we have to tell you…

15 seconds later

Simmons

"You have got to be kidding me." (Coulson says who was secretly wishing in the back of his mind that he had listened to May and stayed at the base today. Skye looked up from Streiten and asked both Simmons and Trip,) "How much time do we have until this place goes all Dante's Inferno on us?" (Trip looks at his watch then at her and replies,) "Just under 7 minutes. So whatever we got to do, we got to do it fast." That's the understatement of the century, but we have a somewhat smaller problem to contend with.

(Simmons reaches into her medical bag and pulls out most of the gauze and bandages. She handed some over to Skye and told her,) "Skye take these and apply them to the wounds on his stomach. You'll also need to apply pressure to the wounds." (Skye nods and replies) "Okay, I got ya." (They both tear open the wrapped packages and started applying the gauze and bandages to his wounds. As Simmons begins to wrap up Streiten's right arm, Coulson turns and takes a step towards Trip and Jaxx and says,) "Alright, once Skye and Simmons finish bandaging up the doc, we make our move; Jaxx, Trip, us 3 will make a path so that Simmons and Skye can take Streiten and make a-"

(Simmons turned to Coulson and said,) "Sir, we can't move Dr. Streiten; not in his current condition." (Coulson turns around, taking a step forward, kneeling down in front of the doctor. As he looked at the severe wounds on his chest, arms, face, neck and legs, he couldn't even begin to imagine how he survived such a vicious assault. Coulson watched as Simmons tried her best to stabilize the doctor, checking his wounds only to see a frantic and frighten look plastered across her face.)

(6:25s) (He had recognized that look, it was the same look she had when she was infected by the Chitauri virus and when she was treating Skye's gunshot wounds. Coulson didn't want to ask, mainly because he already knew the answer, but he had to know which is why he asked Simmons,) "Is there anything that you can do for him?" (Simmons paused briefly, and stopped what she was doing and looked at Dr. Streiten's face.) I'm so sorry Dr. Streiten…

(She soon continued what she was doing, searching through her medical bag while answering her Director's question.) "Well sir, the lacerations on his forearms and legs as well as his face have torn clean through to the muscular tissue, but it's the internal hemorrhaging that has me most concerned. But there's a slim chance that I cou-" (Coulson placed his hand gently on her shoulder, which seemingly caused her to stop talking mid-sentence; it also caused her once again, to stop what she was doing.)

(She looks up at him, and as she stared into his face and then his eyes, she knew that he knew the ugly truth; one which had been staring right at them, but they refused to acknowledge it. His tone was gentle, almost calming when he said,) "Simmons," (She takes a deep breath, as she turns back to the doctor,) I wish there was something I could do, but… (She sighs and states the facts of Dr. Streiten's condition.) "He has multiple severe fractures, including a shattered tibia. He also seems to be hemorrhaging internally which…I'm afraid…I don't have the required tools to stop."

(5:45s) (She looks up at Coulson once more before continuing,) "I'm sorry sir, but all I can do is make him comfortable at this point." There's nothing more I can do… (Coulson understood, as did Trip and Jaxx, even Skye knew what Simmons was saying; Streiten didn't have much time, he would be dead within a few minutes, minutes that they didn't have. The creatures outside was violently pounding against the door, trying desperately to break through; despite both Trip and Jaxx's efforts to brace the makeshift barricade with their bodies, they knew that they couldn't hold them back for long.)

(Coulson stood up and looked around for…anything really. That's when he spotted the door; he pointed to it and asked,) "Where does this door lead?" No clue sir, but it uses a keycar-oh bloody hell, (Simmons quickly stands up and rushes over to the computer terminal, which was still counting down. She stares at the screen for a moment, before retrieving the keycard.) 4 minutes, 33 seconds. (She then quickly runs over to the door and tries swiping the card through the card reader; after a few seconds, nothing happens, so she swipes it again, and again.)

(4:15s) Nothing's happening, what's wrong with this bloody thing!? (She looked down at the keycard and saw what she thought was the problem. Her hands were covered in blood, Streiten's blood, which she seems to have transferred onto the card.) Bloody hell… (She uses the base of her shirt and starts wiping the card clean as much as possible.)

(After a few seconds the blood started to smear across the card itself, but she managed to wipe off the data strip on the card itself; she swipes it one last time and once again she gets the same result.) UGGGHHHH YOU BLOODY PIECE OF— (The anger finally got the better of her, so much so that she slams her palm against the card reader. While she was dealing with her frustration, a fading voice from behind her said) "That won't work…" It can't be!

(3:52s)(Everyone turned almost simultaneously and all looked shocked to see none other than Dr. Streiten, conscious and still able to speak. Simmons immediately rushed over to him, with Coulson quickly following suit. Simmons kneeled at his side, while Coulson knelt down in front of him; for Streiten it was a struggle to stay awake much less speak, yet he managed to do both.) "I've already tried…that card is…*gasps out in pain* is useless. (His eyes were barely open, and yet he still managed to turn his head and look Coulson in the eyes.) "You shouldn't have come here…agent Coulson *starts to cough, during which some blood spittle's out*."

Damn, his condition is worsening and there's not a bloody thing I can do about… (Coulson looked Streiten in the eyes and replied,) "We got word that Hydra had found you and brought you here," (Streiten slowly nodded and after taking in a sharp breath he stated,) "They…wanted my help replicating the serum that…was used to bring you back…but when I refused-" (The distinct sound of wood squeaking and cracking, interrupted the current course of conversation.)

(Trip and Jaxx continued pushing against the barricade, trying their best to keep the creatures at bay, but deep down they knew that they couldn't hold these monstrosities back much longer.) That's not going to hold…there has to be some way out of here, (Streiten knew what was coming and yet he did not fear it, nor his death, instead he turned back to Coulson and told him news of importance.) "You need to get out of here, all of you, you need to *Gasps out in pain once more* Phil, (Coulson, Simmons, and Skye look at the doctor) you need…the alpha keycard to open that door…Dr. Goodman has it, she's…she's…"

(Jaxx's eye's widened, and as he tried to reach inside one of his pouches, the creatures violently slam against the door, causing a chunk of door to go flying off. Jaxx quickly put all of his weight and strength into pushing against the table. Trip stood up and aimed his M1A1 at the newly open hole in the door; he fired off 3 rounds, followed by another 3, before returning to push against the barricade. He looks at Coulson and the others and says,) "Sir, we're running out of time here!"

(3:35s) (Jaxx looks at Coulson and shouts,) "Coulson!" (Both Coulson, Skye, and Simmons look over just in time to see Jaxx pull out a keycard from one of his pouches. He holds it up and shouts,) "This want you're looking for!?" (Afterwards he tosses at Coulson, who quickly catches it; he looks at the ID connected to the card and his eyes widened. Simmons managed to catch a mere glimpse of the card, mainly the name and soon her eyes widened too as she said,) "Dr. Goodman's keycard!? (She looks back at Jaxx who seemed to be struggling.) But how-"

(Coulson quickly stood up and as he rushed over to the card reader next to the secret door he stated,) "Ask how later, right now *he swipes the card through the reader and moments later the door opens, showing a well-lit hallway. He turned to the others and said* we need to move. *He looks at Trip* How much time?" (Trip quickly looks at his watch, then looks back at the Director and replies,) "3 minutes; 8 seconds sir!" There's not enough time, we won't be able to get Dr. Stre- (She looks back at the doctor, after which her expression quickly changes.)

(Coulson rushes back over to Streiten, but looks over at Skye and Simmons and says,) "You two, get the doctor up and start heading in; me, Trip, and Jaxx, we'll be right behind yo-" (He stops when he sees the look on Simmons' face. The look of loss in her eyes could only mean one thing; when he looked at Streiten, laying there against the table, seemingly staring into nothingness, he knew. Simmons looked at him and said with a saddened tone,) "I'm sorry sir…but he's gone."

Skye (2:45s)

Oh my god…I'm sorry doc, I'm so sorry. We should've gotten here sooner; if we did then maybe we could've stopped all of this. (Coulson reaches out towards Streiten's face and gently closes the doctor's eyes. He then looked at Simmons then at Skye and says coldly,) "We need to go." I know, it's just, (Coulson, Simmons, and Skye get to their feet, after Skye looks down at the doctor. The discouragement could be heard in her tone when she said,) "It feels wrong AC…*looks over at Coulson* leaving him here like this."

(Coulson gently places his hand on her shoulder and replies,) "Believe me; I know, but right now we need to focus on getting out of here." (Suddenly a fist busts through the door, causing splinters of wood to fly out in all directions. Trip stands up, firing his weapon once again at the newly created hole; that is until the weapon made a clicking sound, meaning that his clip was empty.)

(Trip kneeled down behind the barricade and yelled,) "Reloading!" (a split-second later another fist came through the door and grabbed the barrel of Trip's rifle; it literally pulled it out of his hands, all the while he watched as it disappeared into the darkness behind the door. A moment later the creature throws Trip's rifle back into the room with one major adjustment; everyone couldn't help but notice that the barrel was now literally bent downward, curving almost like a pretzel.)

(Trip said,) "Well, that just happened." Holy crap! This is so not good! (The creatures were starting to push against the door, which in turn caused the barricade to start sliding forward, despite Jaxx and Trip's best efforts. Jaxx looked up at the team and said,) "*grunts* Now would be a good time to run for it!" I'm going to say yeah.

(2:15s)

(Coulson looks at Simmons and Skye and shouts,) "Skye, Simmons, get going; we'll be right behind you!" You better AC; because I'm not losing you to those things out there… (Simmons is the first to run into the secret passageway, followed quickly by Skye. Coulson turns to Jaxx and Trip; he lifts his M1A1 and aims it at the door, firing through the broken and splintered door. He then shouts over the gunfire,) "You two; you're next!"

(Skye follows Simmons into a room which appeared to be riddled with various rubber tubing, needles, and the like. The two looked around briefly before they turned back around and waited by the passageway for the rest of their team.) C'mon guys, any time now… (The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped, but was followed quickly by Trip turning and rushing through the passageway, followed by Coulson.)

(A moment later Jaxx turns around the corner and starts to sprint down the hall, just as both Trip and Coulson make it into the room. Seconds later the sound of gears screeching within the walls of the passageway was heard by all and moments after the metal door behind Jaxx started sliding closed. Jaxx was a little more than halfway down the hall when he suddenly stopped; seemingly for no reason he just stood there, breathing heavily, staring at the team in front of him.) Why'd he stop? He knows that we're running out of time, so why the HELL did he stop!?

(The door was nearly closed, just a few more minutes and the team would be home free of those things, and yet Jaxx simply stood there. Coulson shouted at him,) "Jaxx, what are you-" (Suddenly the door came to a sudden halt; the team heard metal scrapping and grinding within the walls, as if the gears were being strained. Jaxx tilted his head to the left, no one knew why, no one except Coulson; Jaxx's eyes shot up towards Coulson's, which is when the Director saw the look in his eyes.)

(1:45s) (The gears responsible for controlling the door were grinding even louder than before, during which they saw something unprecedented. 4 fingers suddenly appeared, grabbing the edge of the metal door; these were not ordinary fingers, no these were dark grey with black fingernails. Everyone's eyes widened, everyone except Jaxx who slowly turned his head to the right, peeking out of the corner of his eye. The door itself was nearly 8 inches thick titanium reinforced steel, and had nearly 400 lbs. of hydraulic force behind it, and yet it took less than a second for the creature to use its strength to force open the door.)

(As it slowly gave way to the creature's sheer inhuman strength, the door suddenly jams, nearly half way. After a moment, Jaxx turned around, facing towards the direction of the creature itself, and waited. The creature tried, but was unable budge the door any further, which was a slight relief to the team; so much so that Skye commented,) "Well, I think that just bought us some time," Hopefully long enough to- (The creature once again lets out a blood-curdling roar, just before grabbing the door with its other hand and proceeded to bend the door outwards.)

"Or not…" (Skye's retort couldn't hide the fact that she, and her team, were in way over they're heads. Skye continues watching as the creature nearly finishes bending the door, and at the same time she asked her Director,) "What the hell are we supposed to do now!? Our bullets won't stop him and he's almost done bending that door into a taco!" (Coulson turned to her and replied simply,) "Keep calm, we'll figure something out; we always do."

Keep calm? Sorry AC, but calm jumped out the freakin window when that thing started folding the door in half. And on top of that, we're about to be blown the fuck up and everything that's happened; is courtesy of Hail freakin Hydra…Worst…Day…Ever. (It's true that time was running out for the team, and their situation was only made worse when the creature started to step into the passage with Jaxx.)

(Jaxx quickly checked his clip for his P90, and upon ejecting it he saw that it was in fact empty. He shook his head and mumbled to himself,) "Crap," (He tossed the clip off to the side, and reached down, pulling his pistol from its holster. Once again, he ejects the clip only to see that it too had no bullets. He lets out a heavy, disappointing sigh and mumbles to himself again,) "Crappity crap, crap."

(1:20s) (Jaxx tilts his head back, drops his arms to his sides, and closes his eyes for a moment. He could have gone anywhere he thought to himself, but instead he was here; trying to help an old friend find closure for his troubles. The creature stopped just a few feet in front of Jaxx and just when the team thought that their troubles couldn't get any worse; that is when another two creatures suddenly appeared in the room behind the first creature.)

(They too entered the passageway, stopping just a few inches behind their leader.) Great that's just…freakin perfect, I mean it's not like we don't have enough problems to deal with. (The creatures snarled at both Jaxx and the team looking ready to attack. Skye quickly retrieved her pistol, clicked the safety off and took aim at the creatures.)

These things were people once; maybe there's still a part of them still left…NO! I can't think like that, not now. It's them, or us that's all there is to it. (Coulson and Trip checked their magazines, only to find that Coulson was running low on ammunition while Trip had 2 magazines left, one of which he was currently in the process of placing into his M4A1. Skye glanced over at Simmons, who had also retrieved her own pistol, but had yet to aim it at the creatures.)

Well I guess we're ready for a fight, now if only Jaxx would get the hell out of- (Skye looked back just in time to see Jaxx tossed both the pistol and the clip to either side. Afterwards he unclipped his P90 and slowly knelt down to place the gun on the ground. No one had any clue as to what Jaxx was actually doing, but the creatures seemed uneasy and grew more and more agitated with each passing second. Jaxx knew what they were planning, and he knew what he had to do.)

(1:05s) (Jaxx had spotted the control panel on the wall opposite of Coulson and the rest of his team; he slowly turned his head to the left in order to take one last look at the team. Even from a distance, Skye could tell that he was planning something, but she wasn't sure what exactly.) What the hell is he up to? He needs to stop screwing around and get going; we're not exactly good on time here.

(Jaxx looks at Simmons who looks confused, and with a heartfelt tone he said,) "Jem, I'm sorry…" Why is he…? (Skye looked at Simmons, who wasn't confused like Skye, mainly because she had seen that look before, which only terrified her. Her tone was filled with desperation as she said,) "No, no Jaxx don't you dare do this to me!" What the hell are you two talking about? What is he doing…? (She looked at Jaxx once more and after looking at his eyes a second time, she suddenly saw what Simmons did.)

No, no screw that! That's not happening; I'm not goi- (The next few moments seemed to blur together; Jaxx had a hidden knife tucked away, hidden inside his boot, that he grabbed. In one fluid motion he turned around and threw the knife; the serrated blade whooshed by, narrowly missing both Coulson and Skye faces, and connected with its target. Everyone briefly turned around, only to see a control panel behind them firing shooting sparks all around it; all because of a simple, yet well aimed serrated blade.)

(0:50s) Holy Shit! That was one helluva- (The door in front of them suddenly closed shut. Simmons eyes widened as total and utter fear struck her at her very core. Skye was in complete shock,) What the, no, no, no this is not happening! (Simmons started pounding on the door screaming at the top of her lungs,) "NO JAXX! PLEASE NO *crying* PLEASE DON'T DO THIS, PLEASE NO!"

(Skye tried to find a crease in the door, hoping that maybe she and the others could pry it open. Time was running out and even though Skye and Simmons knew this, they didn't care. Meanwhile Coulson ran over to the panel, followed by Trip and examined it; Coulson looked at Trip and desperately asked,) "Can you fix it!?" (Skye looked back and saw Trip remove the knife from the control panel, which caused even more sparks to shoot out.)

(0:45s) (Trip assesses the damage, and looks back at Coulson and replies,) "The panel is completely fried, sir." Damnit, why the hell did he do that!? C'mon, c'mon there has to be something here that can pry this door open… (Skye turned around; looking for anything that could help her pries the door open, even if only a little. However, it soon became apparent to her as she looked around, that there would be nothing here of any use.)

Whoa… (Skye walked to the center of the room, where there were 3 glass chambers, which lined up to form a triangle pattern. Next to them was various medical equipment such as EKG's and the like, which seemed to be monitoring CO2 levels within the chamber. Skye also spotted some sort of blood infuser or something conveniently placed within the center of the 3 chambers. Skye walked over to it, to take a closer look,) What the fuck is this thing?

(0:35s) (Skye saw a latch in the middle of the machine; as she reached out and opened the latch, a cold almost frozen like mist came pouring out. Once the mist had settled she was able to see some sort vial inside the chamber itself. The vial was being held in place by two metal hooks, but what she found most curious was the dark blue liquid held within.)

(So against her better judgment she reached out with her hand and slowly and gently slid the vial out from between the hooks. The vial itself felt ice cold in the palm of her hand, and yet it wasn't a concern for her at the moment. Holding the frost covered vial her hands, she started turning it as if looking for something specific. That's when she spotted the label, but at the moment it was covered in a thin sheet of frost. She used her thumbs to wipe away the frost; afterwards she could see the words clear as day. She mumbled to herself,) "HH.327…?"

(0:30s) Wait a sec…this has to be what those Hydra scientist were working- (Suddenly from her left someone shouts,) "SKYE, SIMMONS WE NEED TO MOVE, NOW!" (Skye looks over and sees Coulson standing next to a door, one with yet another card reader. He quickly swipes the card through the reader and as the door starts to open a near-blinding light started shining into the room. Coulson had to briefly shield his eyes until they had adjusted, but once they did he saw quite a sight.)

(0:25s) (He turns to the others and shouts,) "WE NEED GET OUT BEFORE THIS PLACE BLOWS UP WITH US IN IT!" Wait what about- (Skye turns around and sees Simmons still pounding and yelling at the door. Trip rushed over to her, wrapped both arms around her waist and as he started to pull her away he said,) "Sorry Jemma, but we need to go!" (Simmons started thrashing about, trying to free herself from Trip's hold while shouting,) "NO, WE CAN'T! HE'S STILL IN THERE; WE HAVE TO SAVE HIM! PLEASE LET GO!"

(0:20s) (Trip pulled her towards the exit, meanwhile Skye frantically unclipped her pack and quickly reached inside. Trip and Simmons were the first to go through the exit, meanwhile Coulson looked back at Skye; who had pulled out a bandana and started wrapping it around the vial. As Skye quickly placed the vial securely in her pack, Coulson rushed over to her, grabbing her by the shoulders and says.) "What part of we need to go now do you not understand!?"

(0:15s) I'm going, I'm just making sure Hydra doesn't get their grubby hands on this. (Coulson helped Skye to her feet and the two made their way to the doorway. (0:10s) (They sprinted down the passageway, and with each step the light from the outside got brighter and brighter.) (0:07s) Crap we're cutting it close! (0:05s) (Coulson and Skye find Trip and Simmons waiting for them at the other end. (0:04s) As the two make it out they find themselves at the edge of a cliff, next to a waterfall.)

(0:03s) You have got to be freaking kidding me!? (It was a long drop, not to mention dangerous, yet Coulson saw no other choice. (0:02s) Coulson glanced at his team before looking down and saying,) "No other choice!" I'm starting to really hate these freaking jungles man! (0:01s) (All of them jump at once, just as the timer hit (0:00s).