AN: Hey guys! It's been a while. As always, many thanks to MegaDiary123 for helping with the chapters. Thank you all for the reviews and the support on this story and a warm welcome to all new readers. A quick answer to a Guest who reviewed: the last chapter that I uploaded was a couple of weeks back (Ch90). I'm sorry the notifications were confusing. Now, here is the latest chapter, I hope you all enjoy.

All right go to Marvel

Skye's POV

By the time we touched down and got ready to head out the sun was no longer in the sky. Before I left Coulson's office he handed me a briefcase that had Randolph's belongings, which were collected when he was brought in the Cage.

I opened the case in front of him as he headed to one of the unmarked SUV's that we had in the cargo hold. I watched as he casually took his watch and wrapped it around his wrist. When I lifted my eyes and looked at his face I noticed that his eyes were trained on me. He smiled and kept looking at me as if I was a museum exhibit. God, how I hated that look on his face. "You don't know" he stated. There was intrigue in his tone as he spoke.

"I don't" I answered truthfully. "I would like to learn if you're willing to explain a few things after this mission" I decided to add. I closed the case that I now had in my arms but was empty. I should be more upset, but I honestly wasn't.

His eyes still analysed me. It seemed as if he was trying to decipher me. It was almost like he was seizing up whether I was a threat or not. I couldn't really tell, for I had no real idea what he knew. "We will see" was the only answer he provided before he went to the SUV that Coulson would be in.

I stood there for a second and then shook my head. I had to stay focused. I noticed another presence walk in the room and I turned around to see that Ward stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at me.

Without looking back, I turned back towards the other members of the team and walked in the SUV with May and Jemma. It was the three of us in one, while Coulson, Fitz and Randolph took the other one.

As soon as I sat in the dark, back seat, Jemma sought my hand. I wrapped my fingers around hers and we stayed like that, silent for the rest of the short journey. The ride to the church where the Asgardian had presumably stored the last part of the stuff was complete too soon and we soon were inside the old building.

Randolph of course got distracted and started talking about how the priests thought of him as a saint. "Hey" I spoke up and interrupted them. "The staff?" I asked and raised my eyebrows while nodding my head to emphasise my words.

"Right" Randolph exclaimed and started walking towards the opposite side of the church, climbing up the stairs quickly.

We were almost at the top when May voiced what had been bothering me since we entered but I couldn't quite pinpoint. "It's quiet" she observed and I sought the urge to add "Too quiet".

I noticed Randolph heading to a tall, box-like furniture and fiddling with the lock. "Why do you think I trusted them with my secret? They've taken a vow of silence" he finished just as the lock came undone in his hands.

Only for us to realise that the last part of the staff was missing.

"But…" I heard a voice from close to where Randolph was standing and I immediately started walking to his direction. "…when you get them talking…" the voice continued just as dramatically just as Jakob came into the light and I run the last part towards him, "…they squeal"

And just as he made a move to stab Randolph in the heart with one of the two parts of the staff he was holding, I pushed Randolph away, with a small helping of my vibrations to make sure he was truly in the clear and grabbed the piece with my hand.

Immediately my hand felt as if it was on fire, the hot feeling spreading from my palm, up to my arm and the rest of my body in a matter of milliseconds. I felt a white-hot rage rise inside me and I had to use all of my willpower not to let my powers loose at that moment.

Jakob, clearly not expecting me to do that, was momentarily frozen on the spot. Without a second thought, I grabbed the second piece of the stuff that he was holding loosely on the other arm, letting some of my vibrations travel through the alien material, and he let go without much struggle. The pain was clear in his face as he stared down at his hands which had just been subjected to a controlled portion of my powers, wondering what had just happened.

Then his painful expression turned into anger, realising that he now had no parts of the staff in his possession and made a move to grab them from me.

Wrong move buddy, I thought.

I kicked him hard in the chest, letting a few vibrations leave from the sole of my foot and sending him flying to the opposite wall. He crashed hard on the stone wall, which cracked, and his body fell limp on the floor. But he was still alive. I felt his heart to make sure.

"Skye" I heard someone say my name and my head snapped to the direction of the others. I saw equally concerned expressions from every member of the team and an intrigued one from the Asgardian. I was not sure who had said my name but it didn't matter, for May soon spoke up. "Skye, drop the staff"

I could feel the place start to shake a little bit as if it was in the beginnings of an earthquake. Just as I started making a conscious try to tune it down, my mind map picked up several other individuals rushing in the church from all the doors of the ground floors. I mentally cursed as I greeted my teeth. "Stay here" I commanded, not even bothering to ask, and jumped to the lower floor. I landed softly on my legs, my powers absorbing the extra vibration that I would normally produce, making it feel more like landing on a mattress than a hard floor.

I saw people enter from the doors and they spared just a glance to one of their fallen leaders before charging towards me.

At that moment, I felt as if time slowed down.

My grip on the staff tightened, even more, these new powers surging through my veins. My mind clouded, and I was not in the church anymore. From what Ward had told the others, and what information about the Berserker staff Randolph had provided, the anger that I was experiencing was expected. I was expecting to travel back to the Hellicarrier, maybe even before that. I was not expecting to hear his voice again.

"Daisy" I heard him say and after I blinked the Doctor was standing in front of me.

"What are you doing to me?" I heard myself, a younger version of myself asking as his assistants were dragging me into a separate room. "What do you want?!" I asked again, trying to shake off the hands, only for their grips on my biceps to intensify and I let out a whimper.

The men threw me in the room and quickly backed away, shutting the stone door shut. I picked myself up, weak as I was from all the days they probed and probed, trying to find something. The room was empty, round and freezing cold. It was all made out of stone, and the door from which the brought me in had no handle or anything.

I had a bad feeling about this. This was new. It wasn't like any room I had been before. I looked around and found a camera at the ceiling.

My attention was diverted by a clicking noise. It sounded as if something was released into the room. Something like gas. I looked at the floor and noticed some sort of mist start spreading in the room from a hatch that had opened close to the floor.

I could feel my eyes widen as I turned back towards the camera and then run to the stone door, banging on the hard surface that separated me from anyone else. "I told you! I'm not who you are looking for! I'm not Daisy!" I screamed at him for what must have been the millionth time while my fists started bleeding as they scraped against the stone.

"We will soon be together, my daughter. You will be who you were always meant to be" I heard his voice through a speaker and I could imagine that awful glint in his eyes. The same one he had every time he looked at me.

I kept banging, yelling at him to let me out as the mist closed in on me.

Suddenly, I felt my legs grow stiff and unmoving. I looked down and saw my body turning into stone. I could feel my heart rate skyrocket and I used every last bit of my strength to try and break the glass. "No! Please! Let me out!" I kept yelling over and over as the stone grew and climbed up my legs to my torso and towards my neck.

I felt my throat close and I found it impossible to take a breath. The stone started setting around my head, the last thing I saw was his face, looking triumphantly at me.

And then there was darkness.

Nothing but darkness. Darkness and quiet.

Until everything shook.

I landed heavily on my knees, feeling drained and breathing heavily as I came back to the now. I heard a clattering noise and looked down, seeing the two pieces of the staff that I was previously holding, on the floor. I looked up again, fighting against my exhaustion and noticed all the bodies that surrounded me.

I looked further up, at the platform that the others stood and noticed that only the three men were there.

I heard a gasp from somewhere and I turned my head, only to see Petra close to her boyfriend's body. "You have got to be kidding me" I gritted out as I made a move to pick up the two pieces again.

Just as my hands wrapped around the metal once again I saw May walk in front of me and I felt another presence on my back. Jemma, I thought. I, with difficulty, got up and squared my shoulders. "This time, let me help" May whispered to me as she grabbed my arm and prevented me from going towards Petra.

"I won't make you relive Bahrain" I whispered back, the steel and determination in my eyes made May release my arm. "Hold her back," I told her, referring to Jemma, as I turned towards Petra who was looking at me with a furious expression.

She charged at me, but with my vibrations picking up her movements and her lack of any kind of training made it easy to disarm her, her piece of the staff dropping on the floor. As soon as that happened, I felt the two pieces I was holding starting to shake. It was only a second later when the last piece flew and attached itself to the ones I was holding.

I was now holding the original Berserker staff. Which looked like it was never broken in the first place.

As the weapon was now complete, the powers surging through me grew tenfold and I could feel my muscles burning from the sheer effort of holding it together. After I took a few seconds to gather myself, I stood up staring at Petra who was now completely disarmed.

But harmless as she was, she still yelled at me. "I am not afraid of you" as she charged at me.

"You should be" I answered back and with a swift motion, the staff collided hard with the side of her skull and she collapsed unconscious on the floor.

I fought hard to release my cramped up fingers from the grip they had on the staff, as I let it fall onto the floor. As I was no longer holding onto it, the last of my strength disappeared with it. I felt my knees buckle and my eyes roll back as my body started falling.

The last thing I felt before everything went dark was the feeling of someone's body against mine before I hit the floor.