Hey guys, I'm back. Forgot to throw in a disclaimer last chapter so...

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Here it is; ch2:

Ch2

No ones POV

"What did you say happened?" A doctor questioned Ellie.
"Crushed by falling debris."
"Is this some kind of joke? This kid's fine!" Another doctor shouted. "Not even a bruise!"
"What?" Ellie Justin and Cairo said at the same time. They started protesting. On the other side of the room, Dr. Stratton was looking at the kid's x-ray. "That's not possible" he thought to himself. But he lost his train of thought by the sudden movement on the patient table. The kid was awake and had a unlucky passerby doctor, with the name of Dr. Phillips pinned up against the wall.
"Where am I?" He growled in Dr. Phillips ear. As fast a human could imagine, 15 guards pushed open the door, pulled the kid off Dr. Phillips and pinned him to the ground. All the other doctors were leaning against the wall, trying to stay away from the scene in front of them. The kid, with almost no effort at all, did a back flip up, causing the 9 highly trained SHIELD agents to release their grip. One tried to sneak up behind him with a taser, but he obviously noticed, twisted backward and kicking him with enough force to send him flying toward a wall. A down agent sent out a distress call for back up, and soon the kid was overwhelmed and unconscious.

Fury was watching all this play out on his security computer. This kid out 15 SHEILD agents in a matter of seconds. He didn't have any body heat to pick up on an energy scanner. And finally he had a metal skeleton. He wasn't normal.
"Sir, we found him. His name is Marcus Daniel Davies, Douglas Davies' adopted son. 15 years old. Orphaned at birth." An agent reported to the Director.
"Bring suspect to the interrogation room." Fury says into speaker. "And get me Agent Romanov." He added.

The room was dark. Only a single bright lamp pointed at the suspect. Marcus. His arms were in thick metal hand cuffs, but he knew in his mind he could break out in 2 seconds flat. He mentally rolled his eyes. Pathetic.
"Hello, Marcus." A silky girl voice said, with a hint of a accent. Russian, he guesses. A slim red head stepped out of the shadows. She was wearing a black suit, that looked a lot like Bree's mission suit, in Marcus' opinion.
"Hello?" He does his signature eye-brow raise.
"I heard you got into an accident with falling debris." She sat down in a chair by a silver table, in front of Marcus.
"You could say that."
"It was pretty severe. Would you mind telling me how you survived?" She asks sweetly. Marcus, being good at deceit himself, recognized that tone of voice. I'm not falling for my own trick, he thought to himself.
"Luck."
"You must have been very lucky. You were found without even a scratch."
He shrugs. "Luck is my middle name."
"Are you sure you don't want to tell me what's going on?
Who-" Mumbles to herself "Or what" and continues. "You are?"
"Nice try darling, but you're not going to to get me to talk."
She pauses.
"Fury!" She shouts, then walks off back into the shadows, high heels clicking.
A minute passes without anyone entering, but using his bionic hearing, he can hear arguments outside. After a few moments of eavesdropping, the door creaked open again. A dark skinned man stepped in, wearing a long black trench coat and an eye patch
"Look kid," he said, slamming his hands of the table. Marcus doesn't flinch. "You are a freak. You survived the explosion with out a scratch. You don't have any blood and you've got a metal skeleton. What are you? A mutant? An experiment? An android? A robot? An weapon?"
"That's a little abrupt." Marcus dodges the question. "This kids good." Fury thinks to himself.
"We could do this the easy way, or the hard way." Fury tried again.
"Please, Fury, that line is so passé" Marcus countered, raising an eyebrow. Fury's trained eyes noticed his arms tense up. He's going to try and fight back?
"Barton." Fury said. As soon as the words leave his mouth, Agent Barton, in his hiding place up high, shot 3 arrows. With spilt second reflex, Marcus had ripped the metal bonds and defected the arrows with some invisible shield.
"Nice try. But did you really think you could take me out with just some lousy arrows?" Marcus gloats.
"No I didn't, but I have your abilities on camera now." Fury smirked, his plan went perfectly.
"Ugh!" Marcus grunts as he throws his hands in the air. As he was distracted, cursing, the red head, Natasha Romanov, jumped out from behind him with a tranquilizer dart. Jabbing it into his shoulder blade, Marcus collapsed.
"Take him to prisoner cell 183659" Fury barked at two guards the had just entered. "And call in Tony Stark."

Tony Stark maneuvered through the jail hall gawking at the prisoners like a little kid at the zoo. What was the jail cell Fury told me to find? He thought to himself. Eh, whatever.
He continued down the hall until he reached a metal door labeled -

Jail #: 183659
Name: Marcus Daniel Davies (not for sure)
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Abilities: Unknown
Captured: August 17, 2013, 10:38pm
Prisoner Status: Unknown
Danger Rating: Extreme
Notes: On Threat Watch

"15?! A 15 year old in a government superhuman jail? Tony thought. I've had my share of bad ideas, but this ones just plain mean! What did this kid do to deserve this?" He looked through the peek hole and saw a kid with black hair and dark clothes pacing the length of his cell. He looked like he was mumbling to himself. "How could Fury do this?" Tony wondered aloud.
He knew the passcode to open the door, maybe I could talk to him..? Wait, his info sheet said extremely dangerous... Eh, I've dealt with terrorists and mad men. He though as he entered in the pass code and slowly opened the door. The boy was oblivious to Tony entering the room, he was so caught up in his thoughts.
"Ahem." Tony said, leaning against the wall. The kid turned on his heel faster than humanly possible, then got into a fighting stance.
"What do you want?" He glared at me.
"You look a little scrawny to be on Threat Watch." Tony pointed out.
"Looks can be deceiving" he snapped.
"What's your name kid?"
"Marcus." He lowered his fists into a more relaxed state, yet still ready to fight.
"Tony Stark. So, what did you do to get yourself stuck in here?"
"Um..." Think Marcus, think! He thought.
"I made my house collapse."
"Good one. So, what are you? The label on the door said unknown." Tony pushed.
"WhY should I tell you?" The kid's fists went back into their original place.
"Cause, don't you think it would be easier to just admit than be experimented on every other day?" Tony pointed. A look of worry flashed over Marcus' face, but was replaced by a smirk. "I'm tougher than I look, Stark."
Tony is good at dodging questions. And he could notice when someone was (almost) as talented as he was. This kid has a lot to hide. Then, Tony's phone started to ring.
"What, Fury? ... You mean Marcus? ... What is he then? ... Has that even been invented yet? ... Davenport? I hate that guy. ... Fine I'm on my way." He ended the conversation.
"Sorry kid, I got to go."
"Parting is such sweet sorrow." He said sarcastically as he raised an eyebrow. "Now, get out." Marcus pointed his finger at the door and looked at Tony expectantly.

As Tony walked back, he remembered what Fury said on the phone.
"What, Fury?"
"We think we've found what prisoner 183659 might be."
"You mean Marcus?"
"Sure."
"What is he then?"
"An android."
"Has that even been invented yet?"
"By Davenport Industries."
"Davenport? I hate that guy."
"Get down to the main room now."
"Fine, I'm on my way."

(No Ones POV)

Meanwhile, on a street near Mission Creek High...

"Hey, I wonder what happened to Marcus." Adam said abruptly, to Bree, Chase and Leo.
"Why should we care?" Leo said bitterly.
"Well, even though he was a traitor, he didn't deserve that death." Bree glanced around, like she was worried people were still watching.
"Since he's an android, he might still be alive..." Chase said matter-of-factly.
"What if he's a ZOMBIE!" Adam shouts
"Maybe we should check it out." Bree bit her lip. Chase and Adam nod.
"Do I have a choice?" Leo pleads
"Nope." Adam said as he picked Leo up by the waist

Surrounding Marcus and Douglas' destroyed house, there was grey tape. On it had the acronym SHIELD written repeatedly.
"What's SHIELD?" Adam voiced everyone's thoughts.
"I'll search it up on my hard drive." Chase said.
A minute or 2 passes, everyone listening to Adam trying to learn how to whistle. Chase suddenly winced and shook his head. "I found something but it locked me out"
"Should we go inside?" Bree asks.
"No, it's crawling with agents. It's too risky." Leo points out.
"Wait a second, if the government now knows about Marcus.. What about us? Who's to say he won't tell them about our bionics!" Chase's eyes widen.
"If we want to protect our secret..." Bree starts then hesitates. "We have to rescue Marcus." Chase finished reluctantly

WOW, thinking of Adam's lines is hard! I have to lose some of my IQ. Not that I have much to lose... Jk (kind of). Please review. It would mean a lot. Thanks for reading.

-Silver