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2018
We've done everything we could, and it has changed nothing.
The news about the possible destruction of the universe kicked us into high gear, and doing everything we could without leaking it out to the world, nobody from Avengers would listen, not even Mr. Stark would listen after I tried to explain, in fact, he wouldn't even hear me out.
So it was just us, nine Agents trying their best to fight the end of the universe, would it work? No, absolutely fucking not. I already knew this. No matter how many Hydraians we take down, no matter how much we monitor the stones, no matter how much we try to destroy them. It wouldn't work, and we will all be dead.
It was a weird existential feeling, knowing that, pretty soon everyone would be dead.
Amid the chaos, I found myself in a dimly lit corner of the facility, gazing at the holographic displays that showcased the Infinity Stones. Each glowed with an otherworldly brilliance, a stark contrast to the grim reality they represented.
My head ached as I stared at the power stone, it's the purple glow, it's purple glow drawing me in. The pain it inflicted on me during the holographic display resurfaced, despite the agony, a strange fascination compelled me to approach the holographic projection.
I reached out tentatively, my hand passing through the flickering light. I sighed, wanting the feeling of the stone in my hands. "Apricity." I let my hand drop as I looked over to surprisingly see Mackenzie standing there calling my name.
"Agent Mackenzie." I greeted as he walked over to stand next to me, his cold gaze trained on the holographic stones. He didn't respond and just stood there, intently focused on the stones. I bit my bottom lip as I stared at the Power Stone, "We're all going to die, aren't we?" I mumbled, "Eventually, yes." I sighed and forced my gaze away from the purple stone, the pain still lingering, I stared at my dim reflection against the metal wall, shadows playing on my face, and for a moment, I saw Apricity.
Her cold and ruthless gaze as she cut the throats of her targets, the way she moved with lethal grace, and how she just walked away and felt nothing. That was me, Apricity was me as I am her, a part I will never be able to get rid of, no matter how much Mr. Stark tries to get rid of, I will forever be a weapon that Hydra could toy with whoever they please, I will forever be their monster.
"I hate your code name." I blinked looking over at Mackenzie, "I'm sorry?"
"What we're supposed to call you, Apricity." He spat out the word like venom, like the mere mention, was enough to make him wanna cut his ears off. "It's an awful way to slowly chip at you, I don't know how you haven't gone insane yet." My eyes glossed over, knowing the reason why was because that part of me, her, has been embedded into my being, in all honesty, I deserved to be called that, I need the reminders of all the horrible shit I've done, I literally do not deserve peace.
