Moscow, Russia.
Four months after The Fall of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Fall 2014
The sound of ice melting off the rooftops sounded peaceful from what I was hearing. Heavy breathing and thick Russian accents were heard through the paper thin walls. I stayed crouched by the window, hiding behind a navy blue table and chair. The woman, whose house I choose for cover, sat weeping on the floor, holding her baby close to her chest. I felt bad for invading, but the Russian's who are after me aren't exactly friendly. I hear them get back into their vehicles and sped off. I let out a sigh of relief and stand. "My apologizes ma'am." I smile and head for the back door. I knew it was too good to last. The sound of tires screeching on the pavement and gun shots were enough warning for me. I ran towards the brick wall, stepping on the metal trash can to give me a push, and climb over.
I land with a thud, and feel a pain radiating through my left ankle. I let out a groan and pull myself back up off the ground. My heart was hammering in my chest. I could feel the burning sensation in my lungs as I ran through the alleyways. It was times like these that I really loathe Nick Fury and his band of misfits. I don't blame Natasha one bit for what she had done, but damn that girl has horrible timing. Out of all the years that I've known her, not one time had she done something without a purpose. I remember receiving a text message from her when everything went to shit, about how all my information would be out there for the world to see. She was mainly warning me about how much easier it would be for Grant to know I'm alive.
For fifteen years I kept that secret. For fifteen years I could only watch my brother from the shadows; like a hunter stalking it's prey. When I saw him for the first time many years ago, all I wanted to do was run into his arms and hug him, and never let go. But Isabelle kept reminding me, telling me that seeing him could put him in danger. "He can never know. At least for now." It has been twelve years since she said those words to me. Twelve years since I've been living with the guilt of lying to him. And now that guilt means nothing. I wouldn't be long now and everyone will know about him. He will no longer be able to hide in the shadows. My thoughts are jarred when a black four door F-150 stops suddenly in front of me. The passenger door is swung open and sitting in the driver seat is my obnoxious five foot and eleven inch purple headed friend, Elizabeth. Sitting directly behind the passenger seat is Jessica with a semi-automatic Ithaca Mag-10.
"Move your arse! I don't bloody have all day!" I jump in just as the goons jump over the wall; Jessica rolls down her window, opening fire as we sped off. Once we are away from them I turn to look at my friends.
"Nice to see you again Braddock." She lets out a puff of air, still focusing in on the road.
"You know," Jessica pipes up from the back seat. "I think we kind of saved your ass back there, Evie." I've always hated that nickname.
"I didn't need rescuing." Elizabeth lets out a laugh.
"And what do you call that back there? Looks to me you were getting your ass kicked." Jessica lets out a howl of laughter as I glare back at her.
"When I was told to get ready for pick up, I didn't picture you and webby as my saviors."
"Yeah well, I didn't picture a traitor's sister as our cargo either." I can hear the smirk in Jessica's voice.
"Touché, spider." I turned to look back at Elizabeth. I've notice something was off key with her and it worried me. Jessica puts a comforting hand on Elizabeth's shoulder, squeezing lightly before retaking her seat in the back.
"Liz..."
"Izzy's dead." I let the words sink in, not believing my ears. My tutor, my friend, my family; dead, gone from this world.
"How..."
"Creel. He killed both Izzy and Idaho. Hunter was there," Oh God. Not Lance too. "Lance is fine. He got captured by the U.S. Military." Just perfect.
"And Coulson?"
"He's stable. May caught him writing on the walls. The same thing Garrett was doing." Now the director is losing his mind. "He still doesn't know about you, though." Elizabeth turned to look at me, smiling softly before turning back to the road.
"Wow. Imagine what will happen when..."
"Jessica!" Jessica hushed up and set back in the seat, huffing lightly.
"She's right, you know. I can't go back. The hacker..."
"Is special." I give her skeptical look as she veers off road and into an empty parking lot. Jessica moved up closer, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Look, before Izzy died she was sending me information on the hacker girl, Skye. I tested everything she sent me; down to the blood that runs in her veins to the images of her. Her blood is a match to someone that the old S.H.I.E.L.D. tried to hide from the world; someone who people thought was dead but wasn't."
"So her whole life is connected to S.H.I.E.L.D.? That's nothing new." Jessica looked at me and I gave her a pointed look.
"It is when her mother was on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar." Okay, that's new.
"Who's her mother?" Both me and Jessica shout at the same time.
"Adaira Cornish."
"The Zehoberian-Human Hybrid?!" I swear my jaw is hanging from my mouth.
"Is that what she was? I just thought she was a green Martian!" I roll my eyes at Jessica. Leave it to her to make a joke out of something serious.
"Yes. As of right now, this girl is the last of her race; and she doesn't even know it."
"But why isn't she green?" Elizabeth smiled at me.
"That's why the mystery of it lies within her father. Her father's blood is ancient; It's only showed up once and that was over thirty years ago." That would be around the time Skye was born.
"The question is, does Skye know?" Elizabeth's smile dropped from her face.
"No. But I think that's why Izzy was killed."
"Because she knew the girl's father's name?" Okay this wasn't making sense.
"Creel was an hire assassin by HYDRA. If Skye's father is HYDRA..."
"That means he's after Skye!" Leave it to Jessica. I roll my eyes and turn around back in my seat. I see Elizabeth and Jessica out of the corner of my eye looking at me.
"What? We don't have much time. Put this car in gear and lets go!" I see Elizabeth smirk as she speeds off. I look out the window, watching the landscape pass by. If my brother loved her as much as Izzy said, then I must protect her even if he can't.
So, who do you think Elizabeth Braddock and Jessica are? :) *Hint* They are both freaking awesome super heros! Lol
If you haven't figured it out, I saw GOTG this weekend. Can you say triple crossover? Lol
Let me know what y'all think!
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