Some scenes in the Camp SHIELD chapters will be snippets I've taken from PNG (because I did two flashback chapters to Camp SHIELD) since I plan to remove those chapters when I revamp that story.

Year One: Off the Grid

Camp SHIELD - 7:30 AM

Jets landed on an open field reserved as a landing base. Cadets filed out with their bags and followed directions to their cabins. To their surprise, they were in log cabins with three bunk beds on each side of the room, making there twelve people per cabin. Everyone only had time to claim a bunk by throwing their bag on a bed because they had to run back out for opening welcomes.

They're bunched together, exhausted because there was no time for sleep between packing and travel. Who could sleep on that plane ride? At least they're all dressed in what they're supposed to be wearing.

Except for James. He's awake now but still in his pajamas. He doesn't remember getting on a jet or packing a bag. All he woke up to were some upper years screaming at him and his bag taking the life out of him when it was thrown at his chest. And he's missing an airpod. Life isn't fair.

And now he's here. In Ohio, he assumes. He did the math with flight time and the current time in his head while factoring in their environment. Short flight, grassy field, forest border, mountains nearby. Nothingness. Ohio.

Where can he get a coffee and a bite to eat? Looking around, there are no cafés nearby. He even misses the cafeteria. Never thought he'd say that. But he stops when he spots blonde locks that awaken the butterflies in his stomach. There's a snacc.

"A familiar face!" James exclaims, running over to her.

"I know nobody in my room," Angela whispers, holding his arm tightly. "I don't have Merida or Orchid or even anyone in any of my classes...that I know."

"I just threw my bag on a corner bunk and came out searching for food." James looks around to try and find a vending machine. "Did Merida pack snacks?"

"I don't know where Merida is."

That means she has snacks. "I think Daniel took one of my airpods. Do you know where he is?"

"You were with him on the jet, weren't you?"

Before James could form a rebuttal against that, a horn blares and he jumps. Thank god because he had no good argument for losing Daniel. James and Angela look ahead and see an agent front and centre with a megaphone. It's the Director of SHIELD Academy. Everyone instantly goes silent.

"Welcome, Cadets," the director says into the megaphone, "you next few weeks here won't be dangerous but they will scare the shit out of you. It will prepare you for your upcoming years. By graduation, you will be able to save the world or do a push-up."

"I'm going to die…" Angela mutters.

"I'm so inspired," James adds. Someone believes he'll do a push-up in four years.

Once they're ordered to disperse to their first classes, Angela's the one who jumps. James sighs happily because he can finally go on a hunt for sustenance. He can't go to class on an empty stomach! But before he could leave, Angela grips his arm tighter.

"If you want to have stress sex, just find me," Angela says before running off.

James watches her disappear into the crowd. His body tingles, the butterflies in his stomach bounce against the walls, and make a smile appear. Forget what people said about Camp SHIELD being hell. He'll be in heaven. Then he makes eye contact with one of his instructors.

"Sup, Sir," James greets.

"Pym, get out of your PJs," he orders.

James salutes before running back to his cabin.

-o-

She's in hell.

Angela successfully finished sprinting the distance a good twenty minutes ahead of everyone else. She heads over to her bag, getting her water bottle. Though she barely broke a sweat, she still dumps some water on her head. She wanted to cool off and pre-shower since she didn't get to properly shower this morning. Her professor approaches her and she stands up straight, trying not to breathe so loud.

"Rogers, you could do better," she tells her.

Angela has no immediate response. She takes a breath, making sure she heard that correctly. Did she really say that? The only reason that Angela's surprised about that feedback is because she expected praise of some sort for being the first to finish. And by a lot. She could've done another five laps and still be here first still without a sweat.

"But I finished before everyone else by a lot," Angela argues. "There are people still running. Someone passed out back there!"

"I know," the agent responds. "I just expected more out of you given that you're Captain America's daughter."

As the agent walks off to check the other recruits (hopefully the one who passed out), Angela stands alone, putting two fingers to her neck. Her heart was racing more now than while she was running.

-o-

After a hard day of rigorous training, Merida finally got to sleep in her cabin. Angela wasn't in her cabin so she saw no point in talking to anyone. The cabin itself was more on the rustic, camping side, nothing high-tech like SHIELD's own facilities. Or their dorm back home because at least there was internet and cell service. The most advanced pieces of technology they have on them were two outlets by the door (which was hard to manage for twelve girls sharing one cabin). But Merida was secretly using a portable charger she packed. Thank god she had them. When the girls all came here, they knew the cabins weren't penthouse suites but they knew the cabins were habitable.

Until the roof sprung a leak.

Merida grunts in her sleep as drops of water start to hit her face. She wakes up and sees that there are several leaks in her cabin that only seem to be getting stronger by the second. Whatever. She puts a pillow over her head and scoots over in her bed.

"Is it raining?" Someone asks as other girls start jumping out of their beds.

"No!" Another girl responds. "The skies are clear!"

"This stupid school is flooding us in!" A third girl screams.

Merida groans before sitting up. Her eyes pop open at the sudden swimming pool in her cabin. The Academy really is flooding her in. Fuck them. She heard the horror stories and she should've paid closer attention. Fuck the story where they only had vegetables to eat.

"Wake the fuck up!" Merida screams at everyone still asleep, getting pushed over by a water current.

Merida falls out of her top bunk and somersaults into a half-cannon ball when she splashes. Merida flails before getting back on her feet. The water is at her waist and her curls have gained weight now that they're wet. She sees some girls try to ram down the door and others at the window.

That's when the water starts getting higher faster. Their room is basically at the bottom of a waterfall.

"The door is locked!" Someone yells.

With the water now up to their elbows, they begin pounding the windows until they're forced to tread water. Once the water becomes too much, they're forced to hold their breaths and swim underwater, still trying to get out.

Nothing can penetrate the windows or get the door open, especially through the medium they're currently in.

After five minutes of holding their breaths, all the water drains out on its own. Merida and the others stumble on their feet, gasping for air. All the other girls begin cursing and complaining about everything they own now being soaked, threatening SHIELD for ruining their belongings. Merida only wrings out her hair.

"I'm going back to sleep," Merida says. She thinks she packed a hammock and a mosquito net.

Those last two parts were from PNG.