X marks the spot

Ascension

Aaron used the door as support as he opened it, a blood stain being left behind on it as he moved. he clutched his body, the healing still not fully complete as of yet.

As the door bounced at the hinge, he fell. Hitting the floor, he panted for a moment, before coughing up some blood.

He was not in good shape. He wasn't in good shape, but had no one to call. His eyes went up to that camera, he was sure no one that could actually help him would be there. Either just some operator who was probably either confused or engrossed, or no one at all.

He put his hands on the ground, slowly getting to his knees. He spat some blood on the floor, before wiping it with his hand. He paused after the action, looking at this hand that had blood on parts of it, namely the fingers and side of the hand.

He fell back, right onto his arse for a moment. He'd been alone before, in HYDRA mostly. Well, even then he wasn't entirely alone, he had cell mates and people that brought him to the fights and what not.

This, though, this was loneliness. This was just him sat on his own, nothing but the night ambience of a world that was much bigger than he ever knew. Maybe it was naivety, something he never fully got over from his childhood.

Still, here he sat in New York, in a poor neighborhood, victorious from his fight, and yet all he felt was pain.

His phone went off...wait, what the fuck?

He went into his pocket again, cutting himself more and more on the cracked screen before bringing the phone out. It was indeed still alive, even if a lot of the screen was unreadable.

It was a text message, one from an unknown number.

He brought it up, having to squint at both the brightness and also to just try and make out the text.

They looked like numbers. Coordinates. It was telling him where to go.

He copied the coordinates, his finger somehow still being detected by the broken part of the screen. Maybe there was still some hope of saving this phone.

He copied the numbers, going to the maps app on his special SHIELD phone (him and Fitz had an argument before if this was google maps or not) and put the coordinates in.

They brought him to a house. It was a bit of a distance away, but he could make it.

He went back to the text. He had Sarah's number, who else could it be?

Rebecca's phone dropped from her ear. She was silent. Sarah watched her, watching as the SHIELD agent looked to the board, how her eyes started to glass up.

Sarah watched as Rebecca, with wide eyes, approached the board. She watched as Rebecca grabbed a red pen. She watched Rebecca open it. She watched Rebecca uncap the lid. She watched as Rebecca put an "X" at Decon's face.

The king had fallen, but the Prince still lived.

Sarah's phone then chimed. She pulled it out of her pocket. It was a text message. She looked at it, it was an unknown number. The text had only coordinates on. She ran her finger along them, before putting them into google maps and searching for them.

They brought up a house, one not too far from where she was.

She went back to the text, there was more to it. There was a bit of writing underneath it: "I know my father is dead. This is where I am. Please just finish it." Was all it said.

"Rebecca." Sarah said, slightly shocked that the boy had even sent a message like that to them.

The other woman turned, coming over and looking at the phone. Her eyes scanned the text, before widening a large amount. She looked back to the board, "You need to go." The SHIELD agent declared.