Exibiton 002 (AoS fanfic Or Something)

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Thunder roars as I sprint through the woods, thorns cutting my arms and face. The only light I have is when the lightning streaks across the sky even then it's only for a moment. "Almost there..." I say to myself, I'm soaked and cold. I just need to finish this mission then I'll be in my nice warm bed with hot chow. I push myself to go faster, quickly regretting that decision when I miss step and go tumbling down the rest of the muddy path. I lay there for a few moments, watching the lightning streak once more across the sky, it's amazing what mother nature can do. I snap myself out of it and force myself up, I take off again. I know I'm close I can feel it, I hurdle over a log and push through the wet bushes, then I see it. About 12 steps from me, the S.H.I.E.L.D plane I've been looking for. A smile spreads across my face "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." I mutter as sneak up to it. Cargo hold is open, I peak in. Nothing, no one, lights are off. I shrug and quietly walk up the ramp, right away I notice a lab, my curiosity gets the best of me and I walk in. I search around, looking for a laptop or some files but see nothing but two name tags. I pick one up "Jemma Simmons." I say aloud...I pick up the other one. "Leo Fitz." Odd but interesting names. A take a quick last glance around then head for the twisted stair case I spotted earlier. I make my way up quickly, careful to not make much sound. Then next thing I spot is a cabin, to the right a kitchen, to the left I spot bunks. Each has a person in one, all asleep. I quietly make my way further into the cabin. I spot a laptop out of the corner of my eye, I take one step toward it and the lights turn on. I squint and look for a place to hide, it's a bit to late. I stand perfectly still as a man with curly brown hair walks into the kitchen yawning, heading straight for the coffee maker "Ah who took Simmons mug?" I hear him say in a heavy Scottish accent as he sighs and shakes his head. "Fitz..?" I hear a soft voice say from behind me,my eyes widen as I slowly turn my head around and stare right at the woman behind me. "Yes?" The man with the curly hair says. The woman looks at me blankly and takes a step closer to me, I take a step back "Who's this?" She says, her voice a bit rasp and British sounding, she must of just woken up. "Who's what?" I hear him say. I begin to panic and take two steps backward, only to meet a body behind me. I freeze, the lady takes another step toward me "Well, hello there little one" her voice is friendly and welcoming, I stare at her and don't dare move a muscel. "Who might you be?" I hear the man say behind me. Again I stay quiet. Moments pass before the woman speaks again "Are you alright? Your face is a bit cut up. Here let me see." She gets closer, and goes to pull a thorn from my cheek. "Don't touch me!" I say, jerking my head away quickly. "Calm down there lil'one, Jemma isn't going to hurt you." The man with curly hair says and kinda nudges me toward her. I stare blankly at her, "Do you have a name?" The woman says and goes to take the thorn out again. I move my head away from her head and don't answer her, for I have been trained not to, I just need to get to that laptop so I can plug in the flash drive...but how? "I think she's scared of you Jemma." The man says, I'm afraid to turn around and look at him "Poor thing is soaked to the bone. You want some hot chocolate?" I smile at the thought, a warm drink is what I would really love. "Well I'll take that smile as a yes. Fitz will you get her some hot chocolate please?" The woman says, I feel she noticed my markings on my neck and I begin to worry. Daniel must be worried about me for I've taken quite longer than usual..."Sure thing." The man says. "I'm Exibiton..." I mutter, I feel rude not answering, they seem nice anyway. "Exibiton? Interesting name" the woman says, lightning streaks across the sky, followed by the roar of thunder once more. I jolt a bit, "You afraid of thunder? The man says, handing me a mug. I look into it, it smells yummy and it has marshmallows "No...I just..." I trail off. "Are you lost?" The woman says, sipping what I assume is coffee. "No. I am not. But who may you two be?" The woman points at the man "Fitz."he points back at her "Simmons." They look at each other and smile, then turn and look at me "If you're not lost then what are you...are you a spy?" Fitz says, Simmons rolls her eyes "Yes, Hydra uses little girls as spies that makes perfect sense, Fitz." He shrugs "Just a thought.." he says and sips his drink. "They certainly do use little girls like me..." I say quietly and sips my hot chocolate. "Ah! See what did I tell you Simmons." Fitz says with a smile. Simmons stares at me not such what to say. I pipe up "Don't worry I'm not going to kill you, I despise Hydra anyway..." Her face softens and she smiles again "Can you tell us your real name?" I stop and think....What is my real name? Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to an hour, we sit in silence, then it occurs to me... I mumble and blink rapidly..." I don't know....I don't think I have one..." This thought hit me in the stomach with a great amount of force...I feel sick and lost...such different feelings making me what to scream...how many lies have I lived off of?