Hello! So far Captain America is in the lead, followed closely by Hawkeye. Bucky and Pietro are tied for last. Sorry I'm late, I've been away for awhile and then I dropped my ipad. But I know you don't really care about that so let's just start this.

And off we go!

Chapter Six

Skye Pov.

I am not liking this. I have some weird feeling my stay at the tower will end poorly. And I am starting to get suspicious on why S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra haven't attacked yet. They've said several times they thought they were better than any powers.

They were planning something. I have confidence S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't know where I am, Or else Coulson might tell some lie about me being a criminal and they will torture me. That will suck.

Hydra, on the other hand, had seen Barton rescue me. I know for a fact they had cameras. Which means whatever they are about to do will be a hundred times worse than S.H.I.E.L.D. could come up with.

The Avengers reactions still surprised me. No fear, no disgust. Just... Surprise. It was like they didn't believe my powers were dangerous. If that's true, than they are more foolish then they appear to be.

Coulson was always obsessing over how brilliant Captain America was. Turns out he was just being stupid. Skye snorted. Of course he was stupid, he was trying to kill her.

But even so, she still loved staring at the pictures and thinking about what would have happened if she hadn't entered the temple. She laughed. Why did it matter?

It was a good thing she entered the temple, because she learned what horrible people they are. She was dangerous, they were right, and she blamed herself for Jemma's death.

Her body had been spit out lifeless a day before she left. It must have been an omen. Skye caused death and destruction and she couldn't have a family. She sighed.

Sitting in here moping and being depressed wasn't going to get her anywhere. She sat up in her bed and got up to walk out. She turned to look at the photos one last time and smiled, shutting the door.

She walked to the elevator and pressed a random button that shot her straight up for a long time. She was surprised to see she wasn't on the top floor. She wandered around aimlessly, entering random hallways that she soon got lost in. All of them were covered in dust.

Skye looked around the corner of another ancient hallway when she saw a door. This surprised her because unlike the rest of the doors, this one was a normal door that doesn't track your movements. It was still metal, but shaped like a door in a normal house.

She cautiously walked towards it and slowly turned the knob. She pulled it open easily. Stepping out she saw it was a private balcony. It was covered in dust and dirt and a few spare alien weapons and pieces.

The balcony she could tell was shielded by some kind of invisibility tech because no one could see it from the outside, or through a window or anything.

The floor was still very filthy though, so Skye ventured back to a supply closeted she had found on her way here. Grabbing a sponge, mop, soap, broom, and water, she ran back and started cleaning.

She started humming as she did her work. It was actually sort of fun and refreshing, cleaning. She didn't really have to think about anything except cleaning, so her mind was off the team and she was happy.

Unfortunately, cleaning could only last so long. She sighed again when she finished. Looking up she was surprised to see the sun was already going down, decorating the city sky with purples, pinks and oranges.

She pulled out a chair that she had dragged over from a next store room and watched as night came to greet them. If she squinted she could see the stars.

As it became darker her friend the moon came out and the city lights shined over citizens below. Skye smiled. This was one thing she could get used to. She sat and stared at the wonders the night showed to her.

She laughed, realizing the last time she got to look out and enjoy the nights beauty was when she was still in the orphanage as little Mary Sue Poots, an innocent child who wanted no more than to find her parents. Oh, how the times have changed.

She actually found that she was missing those days. She smiled sadly. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw a bright light flash. She turned her head to the side and looked up at the high balcony.

Skye jumped up quickly and ran back inside towards the elevator. She wondered if it was who she thought it was. She went up two floors and walked over to the doors. Yep, it was Thor.

He walked with huge strides and towered over Skye. He looked at Skye curiously before asking in a booming voice. "Who are you, strange woman?"

Skye rolled her eyes. "I see they taught you how to speak modern better. Keep your voice down, you'll wake them up. I'm Skye, nice to meet you." She said.

Thor looked her up and down. "You're Lady Skye? The one on Friend Coulson's team who Lady Sif went after?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Where is Friend Coulson's and the rest of your team?"

"Former team, they betrayed me and blamed me for the death of a teammate. They want to kill me."

Thor frowned. "Even Friend Coulson?" Skye nodded. "Especially Coulson." Thor shook his head. "Lady Jemma's death is not your fault. It is the weapons."

Skye smiled. "You're the only one that thinks so." "What about my team?" "I haven't told them yet. I assumed they didn't know Coulson is alive." "No, they do not."

Skye smiled again. "Come on, Thor, let's go down go the common room. They might still be up."

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Coulson was smiling in his office. He had tricked them all. Of course he knew Skye was innocent, she didn't control the object and Jemma was her favorite.

Skye had been like a daughter to him, but she was getting in the way of his plans. SHIELD needed to expand, even if the methods weren't as good as everyone wanted them to be and thought they were.

Once Skye was against it, so was Jemma, and if he hadn't done anything soon, all of them would have known. Skye took care of herself. Getting powers, having crazy parents, staying with the Inhumans for a while.

It was easy to turn them against her. But Bobbi and Fitz still trusted both Skye and Jemma. Jemma need to go. It was almost too easy. He told her she could examine the weapon as long as she told or showed no one else.

He took the opportunity right when he knew Fitz would ask Jemma out. She got sucked in and Coulson told everybody Skye had convinced her to do it and people hated Skye now.

The pillars crumbled when she ran. He knew she'd be dead with in weeks. He didn't use to be like this but Fury was right.

Coulson smirked at the monitors, watching everyone prepare to track Skye down. She would die, of course. He liked the idea. As Fury had said,The job changes people.

"And it sure as hell changed me"

Thank you for reading! Sorry again for the delay. I hope you still like my story. Vote on the pairing and be sure to mention any ideas you might have. Please review! Oh, and I know SHIELD/Coulson sound to harsh and crazy, but trust me, there is a reasonable explanation. Signing of, Primeval of Matter.