"Decommissioned...Hunted...I have become a cautionary tale used to steer children away from a life of crime and excess." Enoch seemed to be in a similar place to where Aaron had been before, debating everything and nothing at the same time.
"Hey, Enoch. I need you to look at me." He complied with Aaron's wants and stopped his thinking; just not in the way Aaron wanted it to occur in.
"You really aren't meant to be here." Aaron rolled his eyes at the statement.
"I'm meant to be a lot of things, bud. But, for the most part, I'm not them...actually, it's more like fifty-fifty now-a-days. Anyway, doesn't matter, I've been where you are." Daisy watched her friend with a furrowed brow, wondering what his angle is on this whole thing.
"You've been decommissioned and hunted before? Become a cautionary tale to –"
"Yes, to all those things." He just wanted to speed this process up, "You're not useless, alright? You're not. No one is. You're not alone in this fucking race to find Fitz –"
"And you." Daisy's comment didn't seem to reach the ears of Aaron; Jemma and Lisa's eyes went between the two however at Aaron's lack of a response.
"And how did you deal with these truths?" Aaron still wasn't fully used to the way Enoch phrased things yet, but just went along with it in the end.
"I...I had a partner who showed me that most of them weren't truths...I mean, I'm still dealing with it now if I'm honest –"
"Oh, wonderful. So, it never fully goes away, then." Aaron did not have a response to that one, he only stood up and turned around before he probably snapped and hit the poor guy.
"Ok, Enoch. We made a lot of noise on Kitson, and we only have enough fuel for one more jump; so we can't hang around up here." Daisy said to try and persuade him.
"Yeah, we need to plot a course. Who was that bounty hunter? And where would they have taken Fitz and Aaron?"
"Poor Fitz and his friend." Aaron rolled his eyes at the lack of his name being used, "Though now I walk alone; I will never forget my two and only friends."
"Were you like that?" Daisy questioned as she looked at Aaron; the boy was eyeing Enoch with a small bit of pity.
"Were you?" Aaron's eyebrows raised at his turning around of the question.
"You drunk out of my van in New Orleans –"
"You did the same in....I don't know where but around the same time as me. So, we both probably were, yeah." Daisy went to have a comeback; Jemma was quick to intervene with her two friends.
"Stop it! Both of you!"
"He/She started it!" The two looked at each other again with a slight amount of anger in their eyes. Jemma put her arms up to keep them from each other. Despite being mission leader, it seemed Daisy always became more like Skye whenever Aaron and her had those disagreements.
"Your only friends?" Jemma asked Enoch, "but you have us. Plus, Aaron's technically still here, so, you know; that's a plus, right?" Jemma placed a hand on Enoch's shoulder as she sat next to him to try and help him believe her statement.
"The last time we met, I forcibly abducted your team and sent you all into a dystopian future." To be fair, he had a point.
"Yeah, maybe not the best start," Daisy said in agreement as she kneeled down to Enoch's level, "But, in the end, you really came through."
"I did?" He questioned, but looked at them; so, it was a start.
"In the future, you sacrificed yourself for us. Without you, we never would've been able to get home and save earth from destruction." Jemma gave him one of her famous smiles. Enoch actually started to consider their words when he looked at her.
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FanfictionA boy with no name and a past he hates he remembers gets dragged into a world much weirder than the one he is used to. And, in doing so, tries to be a better person. I don't own Agents of SHIELD or Marvel. This is a piece of Fanfiction. OC x No one ...