Chapter 9: Trapped

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I was pushed inside a 3-D simulated furnished home where there were cameras and wire taps every where "What the hell is this mess Fury?!" I screamed.

"You need to calm down. After today, I'm worried about your mental state

"If this is another form of stasis.....when I get out of here I will kick your ass!"

"Look you have games and television in here"

Why does this resemble my old house in simulated Chicago? I took a seat on the rocking chair and curled up in a blanket mumbling under my breath insults. Then laughing at them like I'm not a weirdo.

The door opened and Marcus was frantically running around. "I didn't do anything. I'm not associated with any of this!" He yelled.

He glanced at me and frowned. "Oh god...."

"What?" I asked switching channels.

"I was very disappointed in you guys' behavior" Fury said.

"I didn't do anything!" Marcus yelled.

"Well for starters, you didn't stop Riley. You were too busy chatting it up with your girlfriend." Fury said.

"You two are dating now?" I smiled.

"Not exactly. Its sort of complicated. I don't really want to explain it now."

"Aww are you goung to cry? Did Brook break your heart."

"Jump off a cliff." He snapped.

"Is it touchy? You must actually like her."

"Stop talking about it."

"I want to help my big brother." I smiled.

"No!" He shouted.

"Jack ass" I yelled. "You loooooove her."

"Ass wipe"

"Shit face"

"More shit comes out of your mouth than ass" Marcus yelled. We went back and forth with poop related insults as Fury groaned over the mic.

"This is why you guys are in here, the council wanted you guys isolated from the world so you can have more time as a family." Coulson said out of no where.

"Family?!" Marcus and I screamed

The door opened and my dad and Caitlyn were there. I screamed, and ran upstairs. "I request Lucy" I whispered

"Access denied"

"Riley come down here" My dad demanded. I slid down the railing and looked at Marcus. "Do you think if I ask for something that isn't mine I'll be able to get it?" He frowned.

"I don't know you should try"  I joked.

"That's technically stealing" My dad played along.

"Oh come on we are Marshals when have we ever not?" Marcus laughed. My dad laughed harder. I never noticed how much my dad and Marcus are alike. The eyes and nose are the same. They also walk similar and laugh like they've never laughed before.

I'm no way related to Caitlyn. For one her eyes are brown not green. My nose is a bit softer than hers and my ears are medium without lobes she has lobes and small ears. I wonder, did this woman even give birth to me?

"Alright I'm hungry, Riley want to cook?" He asked.

"No thanks, I don't really know how"

"Well you should like every woman should" Caitlyn spoke up

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