Yes... Mr Stark?

[24] TAHITI

I run into the room we were given, heading straight to the suit that still stood on standby. Tony's suit was gone, so I instantly felt better knowing that Tony was safe and protected from whatever happened. I let the suit assemble itself on my body, crawling around my skin like bugs on a rampage.

"What happened? Is everyone alright?" I ask immediately, my suit operating with everyone else's earpieces.

"Rolling. We need you to help out with Loki's me. Kill them, capture them, do whatever you have to do but remember that they're brainwashed." I hear Fury order me, so I comply.

"Sure thing Director." I start to walk around, looking for any electric blue eyed people. "JARVIS bring up a map of everyone on the helicarrier. Try to locate the people being controlled by Mr 'I'm a god, bow down to me.'" I mumble into my suit.

"Yes Miss Rolling." JARVIS voices to me. "It appears that a group of men are coming down the hallway, armed." I turn around and run in the direction of the corner, sliding when I realise they have protective shields in their hands. The bitches knew I was here. I stand up and aim the repulsors at them, but they all quickly move behind the special glass that Tony helped create for SHIELD. Great, how was I going to play this out.

"Look who it is..." One of them laughs. "The high and mighty Samantha Rolling."

"JARVIS... I think it's time to test out the LARBs." I breathe in deeply, excited.

"Miss Rolling, I would advise you not to-" he tries to stop me but nope. I was not taking any shit from this AI today.

"JARVIS. Now. Before I disable you and edit your features." I could see the progress bar so I lean against the wall, looking casual. My robotic voice fills the empty hallways as the group just watch me with confusion. "And look who it is. The stupid minions of Loki, wow. What are you going to do? Kick me?" They exchange looks, now looking angry. "Sorry honey but I'm pretty sure that will do you more damage than me." I smile at them sarcastically even though they couldn't see it.

"We can always kill these people." One of them shouts, motioning to the areas around us. I snort, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, good luck with that. You try hard, I'll tell you that." The bar was loading extremely fast, the LARB's would be here in about 15 seconds. "Hey, minions. I think you should look behind you. It's something cool, I promise." The idiots all turn around, and the LARB's explode which sends large amounts of poison into the blood stream. Luckily it was a poison that I had created, and it would send them unconscious for quite a few hours, they weren't dead nor would die. LARB stands for Loaded Arc Reactor Bombs, and Tony doesn't even know that I've created them. I pass the door leading to Loki's cell but I hear a gurgling sound coming from inside. What greets me almost makes me scream. Phil lying down in a puddle of his blood.

"Phil?" I exclaim, running over and kneeling down next to his pale body.

"I found out how this gun works." He croaks, trying to move it. I grab the large blaster and push it to the side, focusing on the bleeding. His eyes were rolling around, not being able to focus on anything and I felt my gut twist and turn inside my body. I turn on the comms again, asking for Fury.

"Fury get down here, Phil is down. I repeat, agent down and severely injured." My face plate slides up revealing my face and I apply pressure to the wound. "Phil, come on. You need to look at me. Please, don't close your eyes. Keep your eyes on me." He looks up and I couldn't help but sob a little. He looked so innocent. So small and helpless. Anger, pity, confusion, frustration - so many different emotions were running through my body and I was so damn confused.

"Sam. You know I'll always be there for you," He coughs, brings droplets of blood up to the corner of his mouth. Fury rushes in but stops as he sees us talking. "I've gotten to know you this last year and a half, and I have to tell you that you resemble the daughter I've always wanted." I sniffle, tears starting to fall down my face. It's true, Phil has been like a father figure to me even though he was only about 10 to 15 years older than me. He just had that quirk about him, he was very fatherly to me. I never got the chance to have one, and now my only chance was being taken away from me.

"Phil..." I sob, shaking him a little when he blanks out. Fury kneels down behind me and to my surprise - pulls me into his side. I was too emotionally drained to ask him what the hell he was doing.

"I'm sorry. I'm clocked out here." Phil turned to Fury.

"No, not an option agent." Fury objects, placing his hand onto Phil's shoulder

"It's okay, boss. This was never going to work... if they didn't have something... to..." Phil slowly sighs and his eyes go blank. He was dead. Gone. No longer alive. Deceased. However you want to say it, it was all the same in the end.

"Agent Coulson is down." I hear Fury speak into his communicator. I could see the raw emotion of sadness and fury enter his face.

"Paramedics on their way." I hear in my ear. People in white rush into the room and Fury pries me away from the corpse of Phil, my hands covered in his blood. He's taken to a special room where he was placed on a metal table. Fury and I stand in silence, mourning the loss of our friend.

"Director," A doctor walked in, holding onto a clipboard. "I'm sorry about agent Coulson, but don't you remember that we have project TAHITI?" He stumbles, seeing Phil lying dead on the metal table. Fury gains a quirk in his eye, but then frowns.

"TAHITI?" I ask, confused. "What's TAHITI and what has it got to do with Phil?" Fury sighs, grabbing onto the clipboard.

"Do it," He confirms with the doctor. He then turns to me, handing me the file but before I could open it he said something that left me nervous. "Miss Rolling. I don't want you to mention this to anyone. Not Stark, not Romanoff, not even to your family. What I'm about to tell you is a level 9 confidential."

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EDITED: 21/09/2016

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