"I'm here, if you, want to talk"
After the whole staff incident, Ward couldn't get those words out of his head.
Neither could Skye.
He wanted to talk to her.
She wanted to comfort him.
And maybe, just maybe, they could have a little talk.
Skye's POV "Everyone has a weakness?" "One of the first things we learn at SHIELD. We're trained to figure it out quickly." Ward said what Malem said. Our plane was landing in an empty field. May walked in, "there were life signs and a DNA signature from Coulson. I'm coming with you. I'm having Silk stay with FitzSimmons." Ward nodded while I sighed with relief. Ward's lip twitched after hearing me. "It's just us three?" May solemnly nodded, "our goal is to get Agent Coulson back. Do not engage with Malem. He's powerful and we don't have protection." Ward started to grab some night-night guns and some regular ones. Silk ran into the loading dock where we were. "Grant! Be careful!" She kissed his cheek. "Ward! Let's go!" Thank God for May. We stepped out of the Bus. Silk saluted us from the door before the hatch closed. The field was creepy. There were semi-colorful pieces of floats on the ground. The wind whistled through the mouths of abandoned masks and streamers.
"He's cocky. He'll be somewhere that represents power." May nodded and crept ahead. "How do you know this?" My question startled Ward, "it's kinda obvious." He slipped back into Robot mode as we stalked the area. "I'm so glad you all made it! Wouldn't be much of a party if the guests of honor never arrived." Malem was sitting on top of a spray paint gold throne. His fire red hair swayed to the side with the whistling wind. Coulson was sitting at the foot of the throne. He spoke, "then again. I'd hate for you to leave." Coulson took his gun out of his holster and pointed it towards Ward. Malem smiled at me, "no calling for May. Not unless you want Pretty Boy to be a relic with these floats." And everything went black, again.
May's POV Ward and Skye went to check out a different area. I've been trying to understand what Malem is playing at. There seems to be no particular motive. He's just a child. He doesn't know that he's playing with fire. He also seems to forget the fact that fire burns. He's going to get hurt. I have to focus. Coulson is top priority, not some kid who thinks he's the top dog (that position is filled by Tony Stark). How does this mind control work anyway. More importantly, how do we brake it. How do we defend ourselves? Romanoff told me she hit Barton hard enough in the head to get him back. Where she hit him I don't know. I paused, "Simmons. What part of the brain controls movement and speech?" "Oh! Simple! Cerebellum! The bottom, back of the best head. Why?" I heard laughing ringing throughout the yard. "I need to know where exactly to hit him."
Ward's POV I can't believe this is the same guy. I don't believe this is the same person. He was different. Skye's right. I did know him. Gabriel Victor. He is no longer Gabriel Victor. Power corrupts. Surely Silk remembers him. He was the kid that sat in the back of the training area. He never did any of the activities. He was just sorta there. Suddenly, the scene changed to the old training room.
Author's note! The OC contest ends in June 5th so make sure you polish your entries and submit them! I can't wait to read all the stories! I have Finals coming up so if I'm not publishing every Saturday I apologize. I'll try to be consistent.
Also, If you watch Doctor Who and ship TenRose, check out my new TenRose fanfic Something We Need!
And as my gift for not publishing consistently. I found pictures of what I see as Silk and Malem.
ACCESSING SHIELD DATABASE
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NAME: MACKENZIE ASH (a.k.a Silk) AFFILIATION: SHIELD LAST SEEN: CARCASSONE, FRANCE
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NAME: UNKNOWN (Malem) AFFILIATION: UNKNOWN LAST SEEN: RIO, BRAZIL
