Hey guys so I know I haven't had a lot of people read my story yet but that's ok, I'm still hoping it will take off and be a hit. Please if you do read this and like the story leave a review for me, I read them all! And if anyone has any suggestions on how they think the story should go, or maybe who Daisy and Sameen should be paired with, let me know and I'll keep it in mind, though I already think I know who Sameen will be paired with. Anyways, thanks for reading and I really hope you enjoy this story because I'm gonna be posting reguarly.Here's your next chapter of many to come.
The first thing that FitzSimmons did was make their way over to the chess table and they sat down with a friendly looking group of guys no old than their age while I went to see a familiar face.
When I walked up to her she was sitting on top of the bleacher now, reading a book. Upon closer inspection I could see it wasn't any book I have seen or read before. Not that I read much of anything anyways.
I sat down next to her and began playing with my thumbs, trying to think of a conversation starter. I could feel her eyes look at me, probably wondering what the hell I'm doing sitting next to her. We were the only two sitting on the top row.
"Hello, Daisy. Can I help you?" She asked very politley, putting a bookmark at her last reading spot and closing the book, truning to give me her attention. I stopped playing with my thumbs and looked to her.
"Yea, umm, I was just wondering how you got put in here?" I asked, not pushing for an answer. Sameen seemed nice enough and anyone could see that they shouldn't mess around with her. Sameen seemed smart, she's an Inhuman, and I've heard some rumors that a man touched her once and ended up with a broken wrist and black eye.
At first she seemed taken back by my question, but after she recovered she put her book on the bleachers and looked away for a second. I thought I might've hit a nerve so I didn't ask anymore. After about a minute I was about to politely walk away when I heard her mumble, almost to quiet to hear.
"I accidentally killed someone after I went through terrigenesis. I didn't mean it, I couldn't control my powers at the time so I ran. I did ok for 6 months until Control picked me up at my safehouse one day. I woke up a two weeks ago with a chip behind my ear," she turned and showed me the exact same scar as mine before continuing, "and these gautlents on my arms. I didn't really have much of a family before I ran so I have made my peace living up here. Two older brothers and a small trailor but it was still home." By the end of her story I was curious about who she killed. I really hope it wasn't one of her brothers because that would be almost impossible to forgive yourself for. I didn't bother pushing for more information so I told her about myself.
"Your stories not so different from mine, you know." Her eyes snapped out of the stare she had going on at the bleachers and looked to mine. "When I went through terrigenesis my friend Trip tried to save me. He tried but he couldn't. He died for me and after the transformation I started an earthquake that broke his body into a thousand pieces. Before I went through the transformation I was kidnapped by my psycho father and Hydra ex-boyfriend. So I had a shitty transformation too, kid. I know what loss feels like, and trust me when I say, it's not easy but you will get through it." I gave her an awkward pat on the back before sensing the conversation was over and standing up to leave.
I spotted FitzSimmons still talking to the people playing chess. It was Fitz against another guy about his age and a small crowd has gathered around them, each side cheering when the other made a good move. I guess they're making friends quickly.
My eyes scanned the room as I walked down the bleachers and started walking to the basketball quart bleachers. I saw two women in grey uniforms talking under the bleachers and a group of people on top of the bleachers, including Mack and Yo-Yo. I didn't go to either.
Instead, I turned to the pool tables and saw some of the Inhumans hanging out with people in grey. I stood next to the bleachers and watched as the Inhumans, four of them, chatted with the, what I could only guess, was the leader of the prison.
The four Inhumans were all men and the one speaking for them was a man with long blond hair, sort of like Thors, and was very tan with brown eyes. He reminded me of an actual surfer with the combined effect of his hair and suit. He didn't have gauntlets on but he did have two chips behind each ear which was odd.
The guys behind him had the exact same hair as the other one. They looked almost identical, no they were identical except his eyes were a gorgeous blue and he was an inch shorter than what had to be his twin brother. This guy also had two chips behind his ears.
The guy standing next to the shorter twin had a wierd set of glasses on his head that went all the way around with a strap that was fairly tight. His glasses were completely blacked out like sunglasses. He had a clean cut goatee and short brown hair.
The last guy was the biggest of them by far. He was easily the tallest one in the whole room, which was very full of people now. His red hair was slightly messed up, it wasn't long but it wasn't short. He had a full grown beard and mustache to acompany it. The man was at least 7 feet tall.
The guy in the grey uniform like Mays had a possey of criminal and smug looking people behind him as he walked up to the taller twin and spoke. He was about my height and, of all the colors, had bright red colored hair that went up in spikes. It was also colored a little yellow so it looked like a fire pit sitting on his head.
After a few minutes of talking the twin laughed before they shook hands and went to play pool with the rest of fire heads possey. Everyone made way for the big Inhuman, even without him being an Inhuman, you'd have to be stupid to start a fight with him.
It wasn't that I was scared to go in and talk to them, I knew I could fight, but I also knew I couldn't handle what looked like twenty of them at the same time without backup. Besides, I don't wanna see what happens to prisoners who break the rules or fight with others.
I turned and walked back under the bleachers where we were at earlier and sat down to rub my temples. It's been a very long and confusing day and was getting worse every minute we didn't know where Coulson was. He could be dead for all we knew.
I was gently rubbing behind my ear which was very tender when someone spooked me from behind.
"Yea, the chips hurt like a bitch for the first two weeks you have them. Mine did anyways," I turned to see who the feminine voice belonged to and saw another very young girl standing there. She had wavy long black hair that almost reached her butt and was wearing a black uniform like me. She was the last Inhuman girl I had been looking for.
"Yea well I have been on this ship for about a week already but just woke up," I explained. She walked over and sat next to me.
"I was on here for about a month before I woke up. That's what my friend told me anyways, before he got killed for killing two guards. You're actually in his old cell," she told me and pointed to my collar where my number was. I looked to her number and saw that she was my other neighbor, having the number 1254 etched on her suit.
"Oh, I'm sorry. They didn't really let me choose my cell or anything," I said kind of awkwardly.
"No, it's not a problem. I only knew him because Control picked us up togther. Ian was bound to get killed the way he acted. Anyways, I'm Samantha Shaw.(Haha I couldn't help but use these names, some of you know who Sameen Groves and Samantha Shaw are supposed to be ;). I think they're the perfect couple. The only thing I am using are their names, nothing else.) Nice to meet you Quake." She extended her hand to me and I took it.
"You know who I am?"
"Well yea, everyone knows who you are. You're a real live superhero. You're on TV whenever possible, though I haven't seen you very much. You must be a hard to find girl."
"You could say that. I used to work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I still would if my team and I wasn't arrested for something I didn't do."
"Oh your talking about that General that was shot in the head by your robotic self?" She asked.
"How the hell do you know about that?" She put her hands up innocently.
"I notice a lot of things other people don't. Or can't, rather. When I went through terrigenesis, I came out of the cacoon with the ability of very hieghtened senses. I have a chip put behind my ear like the rest of the Inhumans but there wasn't any real way to strip me of my powers short of putting me down. I guess during the month since I was taken that I missed they were trying to find a way to dim my powers. They couldn't so they just labled me as an Inhuman and threw me in with the rest of our kind." I nodded my head in understanding.
"Is that who has us, is Control?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Yea Control has is alright but we're on Project Stowaway. Control is a rogue government group of people who hunt down anyone they think proves a threat to the well being of humanity and puts us up here."
"How come the government doesn't shut them down? Isn't this illegal?"
"From what I gathered in my short time here is that the government, the President himself even, thinks that Control is shut down. They probably don't even know we're up here." This news was bad. It meant that Coulson didn't have any leverage or bargaining chips to use since this wasn't an actual government ship.
Oh Coulson, where are you?
After my talk with Samantha, who was actualy only 16 which shocked me, a whistle was blown and everyone got against the walls with their hands on their heads and a huge group of heavily armed guards came in to collect everyone. There was an elevator on each wall of the room, four total so the guards didn't get clogged up with all the prisoners.
Everyone was escorted back to their rooms after that 4 hour freetime period. Samantha also told me the schedule which was wake up at 8, shower then go back to your room until 10. Between then the guards give you breakfast and a change of clothes. At 10 you go to freetime until 2, then you will get lunch until 3. The Inhumans only ate before freetime yesterday because some one decided to try and breakout. They locked us down for little bit then we went to freetime. After 3 they take your floor to the gyms for a workout if you want, if not they take you to the library until 5. You then proceed to the showers once again until 6. To end it all you have dinner until 7:30 then back to your room for lights out.
This prison has high security but is luxorious at the same time. Other than the food of course.
After the second shower, which was rather awkward because there was only four girl Inhumans in there and no stalls or any privacy at all, the Vallquet guards escorted me back to my room.
"So do I even get a trial or am I just locked up?" I asked in the elevator on the way down.
"Not for a pest like you, Inhuman. Quake caused a lot of damage and everyone saw that you worked with that Ghost freak. What do people call it...the Ghost Wrecker...the Ghost Weaver...the Ghost Rider! That piece of shit killed my brother." His fists clenched and I instantly regretted tryinh to start a conversation. "Percy here doesn't have an uncle, and my sister-in-law is a widow and single mother." I turned around to face him, even though my hands were cuffed.
"I'm sorry for your loss. I only worked with him for a little bit and that was to take down a bigger threat than anyone could've imagined." I really meant it. I was sorry for his loss but at the same time I knew his brother deserved his death, even if I didn't agree with Robbie's methods.
"Yea well as I see it you still worked with him, and now that I have your confession, I feel you deserve to be punished," with that, he reached over and put the elevator on an emergency stop, bringing us to an abrupt halt. His fist swung at my head but I had enough sense to duck at last second. I heard the sound of his fist hitting the elevator instead. "You bitch, hold still! Percival hold her down for me boy!"
The kid, Percival didn't move an inch and instead backed away into the corner of the elevator. As I looked to him, confused as to why he wouldn't listen to his father, I saw he was more than enough strong to hold me down. Unfortunately, as I was looking at him I didn't see the fist that crashed ito my left eye.
I've been hit many times before in the field but never as hard as this man just hit me. In the field I had enough time to see the punch and usually blocked most of it or jumped out of the way, but this hit made me see stars. Literal stars.
I didn't know that I was falling to the ground until the right side of my head hit the floor with a worrying amount of force. I rolled out of the way of the second punch he threw at me and found myself at the feet of Percival. He looked down to me and gathered enough courage to step in front of me before his father could come any closer.
"Percival what the hell are you doing young man?" His father yelled. I could feel blood flowing down my right temple and a goose egg already forming.
"What are you doing dad! Mom wouldn't want this, she wouldn't want you beating up someone just because they're Inhuman! Or have you forgotten that grandma was Inhuman?" He yelled back.
"You will never mention your mother again, young man. Or your grandmother, for that matter. Now move before I move you, the boys in the surveillance room will be calling technical soon if we don't get this elevator back up and running. Let me rough her up a bit then we can go. We will be talking about this when we get back to our bunks." He shoved his son out of the way and slammed him into the elevator doors before making his way back to me.
His boots made contact with my ribs until I couldn't breath anymore and his fists worked on my face until I couldn't open my left eye. What felt like forever was only a minute before he flipped the emergency switch back on and we made our way to my room woth no trouble.
Sleep came quickly that night as I hugged my ribs and went to bed.