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Chapter Twelve

Visions of the Past

The name kept on repeating itself throughout her dreams when Mira and Beck finally went to sleep. She wasn't even sure how late it was when they returned to their rooms. But the movie everyone had watched was over, and only Steve was still awake reading a book.

It didn't help that she kept having nightmares again. Each dream was different, but they ended the same way. The people in her dreams were nothing but shadows, but only two figures had caught her attention. They were the ones behind each murder. But behind the mask of darkness, Mira could see shame and grief in their eyes.

"I have red on my ledger... I'd like to wipe it out." Those chilling words had continued haunting Mira until she finally woke herself up. Natasha had said those words. Somehow they had gotten stuck in her thoughts as Mira got out of the bed.

"I can't believe what she said, I can't believe what he did, Oh, don't they know it's wrong, yeah? Don't they know it's wrong, yeah? Maybe there's something I missed, But how could they treat me like this? It's wearing out my heart, The way they disregard..."

Since sleep wasn't exactly easy to come by now, Mira found herself listening to music once more. It was still early in the morning, and she doubted anyone would be awake yet.

"Oh, Father won't You forgive them? They don't know what they've been doin' (oh no), Oh, Father, give me grace to forgive them, 'Cause I feel like the one losin'..."

Mira closed her eyes and tried to forget everything that had happened. Her dreams had felt so real. Memories of her past life suddenly didn't seem to matter. The people she once thought were her parents probably didn't even bother looking.

"I got on SHIELD's radar in a bad way. Agent Barton was sent to kill me... he made a different call."

Her eyes flashed open when someone knocked on the door. She quickly shut down the computer and got dressed.

"Want to explain to me why SHIELD's data base was hacked?" Mira jumped when the door slid open in a menacing hiss. She whirled around to see Natasha standing there, eyes narrowed with annoyance. "Fury was practically screaming at me this morning," she added when Mira frowned in confusion.

Mira rubbed the back of her neck as she struggled to find the right words to say. Natasha and Clint were trained to kill. If given the orders, they would without hesitation. She had seen it already. And she wasn't about to become their next victim.

"Beck and I may have... looked at some of the files SHIELD had on the Grid," she explained warily.

"I know I need to lift my eyes up, But I'm too weak, Life just won't let up, And I know that you can give me rest, So I cry out with all that I have left..."

Natasha pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Fury's ready to cut someone's head off because of this," she muttered.

"Look, it was my idea." Mira found her hands trembling again. "I wanted to make sure that... Cyrus wasn't lying."

This time Natasha looked at her in surprise. "What did Cyrus tell you?" she asked.

"I'm in way too deep, I've forgotten how to swim, I can't tell which way is up or down, Save me before I drown down here, I just need some air..."

The music that Mira had been listening to earlier started playing in her head. She was pretty sure that if it had played any louder in her mind, Natasha would have heard it.

"He said that more programs might have gotten through the Portals," she lied. Playing spy with the spy. It was the safest option right now. She couldn't exactly tell Natasha or Clint what she had seen on those files. Something told her they weren't ready for the truth either.

"As far as we were told, he's the only other program out there." Another sigh of frustration followed.

I wonder if that's a lie? Mira wondered as Natasha looked over her shoulder.

"Anyone up for breakfast?" Mira's shoulders sagged in relief when Tony broke Natasha from her interrogation. She quickly pushed her way past Natasha, thankful to have some excuse of getting away. "Man, you look like you've been through hell."

Mira rolled her eyes when she reached the kitchen. She suppressed her own sigh of frustration when she realized that he was right. She looked at her reflection on the stainless steel fridge. Her hair was a mess, and she looked like she hardly had any sleep.

"Wonderful. One more thing to worry about," she grumbled.

"Hope you're in the mood for waffles and pancakes," Tony said cheerfully. "I may not be much of a cook, but this is better than nothing," he added after passing a plate.

"Hm, something smells good." Steve walked into the room shortly after, eyes brightening when he noticed the food Tony had prepared for everyone. "So I hate to ask, but what's it like being on the Grid?" His question caught Mira by surprise.

Can't blame him for his curiosity, she guessed.

"There's no sun to begin with," she explained. "If Clu wasn't the ruler, maybe there would be peace throughout the cities."

Mira found herself smiling at the memories of meeting Tron for the first time. He had become more than a mentor by the time she left Argon City. The only reason she had left was because she wanted to fight Clu on her own. And look where that got her.

"I can't imagine not having a sunrise to wake up to," Steve murmured thoughtfully.

"I think that's what I miss the most," she admitted. "It was more difficult adjusting to life on the Grid than it was to this world."

Steve wasn't like the others. He was friendly and willing to talk. And he wasn't too sympathetic when he noticed her scars for the first time.

"Isn't anyone else coming down?" Tony's question was answered with the sound of footsteps. Mira held back a grin when she saw how troubled Beck looked. She wondered if he had had a similar conversation with Clint or Natasha earlier.

"It smells good," he said after sitting between Steve and Mira.

"Glad to hear it, cause you're having the rest," Tony muttered. He passed a plate over before finishing his own breakfast.

Steve followed Tony out of the room once they were finished eating. Looked like Natasha and Clint weren't joining them. For once, Mira was thankful not to see their faces. She wasn't sure if she could look at them the same after the dreams she'd had.

"What did they tell you?" she asked under her breath.

"Not much, aside from the usual death threats," Beck replied. He grinned at her sheepishly as he pulled out the tool Bodhi had made. "I told them the files were already hacked into before we got them."

"Duh, why didn't I think of that?" She grinned back and swallowed the last of her meal.

"Well Clint was ready to shoot me when I had to think of what to say." Beck's voice was a bit shaky when he said that.

Mira's blood suddenly ran cold. She found herself strapped in a room surrounded by dark walls. Someone was sitting beside her, speaking in a gentle and worried voice.

"Clint, you're gonna be alright. You need to flush him out."

The words sounded strangely caring. Mira's heart began to race when she realized it was Natasha speaking again.

"Why am I back? How'd you get him out?"

"Cognitive recalibration. I hit you really hard in the head."

"Are you alright?" Mira blinked when Beck shook her a little.

She didn't even notice the tears rolling down her cheeks. Without warning Beck pulled her close, still unsure what to do in a situation like this. For once she didn't complain. It was slightly comforting to know there was someone who cared.

"Beck, I'm scared," she finally admitted. "I don't know what to do."

"What are you talking about?" Beck finally locked gazes with her as she tried fighting back the tears.

"I've been having these nightmares... about them," she replied. "They feel so real... like I'm right there with them. I've watched them kill!" The word sounded ugly. Even on the Grid she had never derezzed or killed another program.

"When did this start?" She was surprised by the softness of Beck's voice. Unlike Tron, he knew how to comfort someone. She was thankful that Tron's stern and serious attitude hadn't rubbed off on Beck.

"Last night." She explained the nightmares she had. Each time she tried sleeping again, they would continue. It was like watching a horror movie play out. But what bothered her more than anything was how they handled the situation.

Each victim had been treated almost cruelly. They'd become SHIELD's latest target. Soon after they would disappear, only to be found by SHIELD's top assassins. Their faces had no emotions with each victim they took down.

"Maybe the file was wrong." Again he was trying to sound reassuring. And Mira almost wished that he was right.

"Told you they were lying." The hair along Mira's neck stood on end. She restrained the urge to glare at Clint as he leaned against the doorway. Natasha had her hands on her hips, looking more annoyed than ever now, if that were possible. "So the files were already hacked?" Clint glared at Beck as he glared back.

"Enough," Natasha snapped. "We need to talk, privately." She looked crossly at Beck.

I swear if you hurt him you'll regret it, Mira thought as she glared back.

"Look, we're not going to hurt you." Mira raised an eyebrow in surprise when Clint said that. He looked just as serious as Natasha.

"I'll be fine," she sighed when Beck finally looked back at her.

Beck finally stood up before giving her another hug. "Don't take too long," he whispered.

"I won't." She watched him leave as Natasha and Clint stepped aside. Judging by their expressions, this wasn't going to be a fun conversation. As if this day couldn't get any worse.

AN: So yeah... all of those words in italics are quotes from the movie. Which means I don't own them in any way. Please let me know what you thought of this chapter in a review :)

Lyrics are from Losing by Tenth Avenue North, Worn by Tenth Avenue North, and Coming Up To Breathe by MercyMe. All great songs :P

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