[skye-isthelimit]

You Again // Johnson&Ward

Daisy looked down at her phone screen as she walked briskly down the street. The red dot blinked on her screen as she moved, following it as close as she could. The tracker she managed to place on this guy had her following him around the city until she could corner him. While she was tailing him, she had witnessed him commit several acts of thievery and she intended to stop him. Her plan was to apprehend him and then drop him off at the local jail.

That’s how Daisy worked these days. She was somewhat of a vigilante and worked to stop petty crimes. It was about all she could do. Anymore use of her powers would break her bones. She was already nursing a sprained wrist and didn’t want anything else inhibiting her. She relied solely on her combat skills to get the job done. She found herself laughing at her situation sometimes. Fighting lame battles wasn’t really what she wanted to be doing. 

“Gotcha..” Daisy mumbled as the target rounded a corner into an alley. She followed him, tucking herself into the shadows as she did. He paused and Daisy decided that was the appropriate time to attack. She fought hard, surprised that the man could actually fight back. Of course, she was doing the best she could without her powers for now. There was no use in hurting herself further. 

The man caught Daisy off guard and was able to knock her on her back. He pinned her down and had a grip on her neck. As she struggled to breathe, she knew what she had to do. With a cry of pain, Daisy sent a seismic blast just strong enough to knock him off of her. Once she secured the man, she took a moment to asses her damage. Now, a sprained wrist and more bruising. She pulled her sleeves back down and tried to forget about it. She looked up and saw a dark figure enter the alleyway. “I don’t need your help..” she said, recognizing who it was almost immediately. 

@coldbloodedward

[fgsdhfhfghjgfdhj-deactivated202]

#daisy johnson doesn’t even need superpowers #one arm is enough

[shieldpsychologist]

Once Upon a Midnight Dreary // Open

Upon first seeing the rainy dismal weather outside, Becca considered staying in the cozy comfort of her penthouse watching the rain trickle down the great window panes of her living room. Settling in with a good book by a warm fire would certainly be a good end to a rather gloomy day. The sky had not opened up its rainy stores until well after dark. Still, she always enjoyed her late night walks and refused to allow the rain to deter her. So putting on a warm turtleneck to hide her scar, and a raincoat to keep her dry, she set out in rain galoshes and an umbrella to match and set out to brave the cold wet of New York City in its latest hours.

The streets were nearly deserted at this time, save for a few stragglers hurriedly running past to get to their destinations that much sooner. Becca kept her slow methodical pace, allowing the smells -both odorous and amorous- to assail her. She crossed the street and entered Central Park, walking the all to familiar trail that she frequented every night. She knew she should be more careful, but if she allowed fear to dictate her actions, she’d forever be stuck in her penthouse unwilling to let anyone in or going out herself. So brave she would be.

Becca continued to walk along for several more minutes, enjoying the sound of the rain on the metal benches, the leaves, and her umbrella. After a time she noticed another wandering the path coming from the opposing direction. The rain, while not in a down pour, was coming down heavily enough that she could not make out much about them. Summoning her courage, she called out a pleasant “Hello,” and hoped against hope that they would be a friend and not a foe.

[skye-isthelimit]

After the dust had settled and the city was left to start rebuilding, Daisy went AWOL. Once she got her hands on a copy of the Daily Bugle, she felt no reason to associate with SHIELD. At least for now. She attached herself to people. It gave her a sense of belonging. She did the same thing back in the day with her team. Grant Ward was a part of that team and despite his ultimate betrayal, Daisy still felt sympathy toward him. Like you would for a family member that you don’t always see eye to eye with. 

Instead of working with SHIELD to recover, Daisy started helping in other ways. She started working behind the scenes as a vigilante of sorts and trying to keep the crime down. Of course, with Daisy it was a little unconventional. When was it not with her? She had earned herself a not so wonderful reputation, even though she was just trying to help. Daisy tended to leave things a little messy. She had earned herself the nickname Quake. At least, that’s what they called her in the news reports. Thankfully, she kept her identity safe and was able to walk to streets without being recognized. However, Daisy was in trouble. She needed help and wasn’t quite sure where to turn. 

When Daisy gained her powers, she quickly learned that they could be inwardly destructive. The more she used them, the more she hurt herself.  After Hacking into SHIELD and searching the database for every doctor enlisted, Daisy figured one of them would help her. She had come across Simmons in the files but there was no contact information listed and no way to reach her. The file was essentially blank and no luck. There goes Daisy’s first choice. Instead, she decided to go alphabetically and move on to the next person on her list. 

She had been watching and knew the person she was looking for went on habitual walks in the night and Daisy was sure to run into her sometime. She pulled her black hood over her head to keep the rain away. As she walked, she shoved her severely bruised hands into her hoodie pockets. Eventually, she looked up and sure enough, there was her target conveniently greeting her. “Hi, Rebecca Curtis?” she said, approaching the agent slowly, “Daisy Johnson..I need your help..” she started. 

[sciencebiaatch]

[ghostfox]

She would not be weak, or helpless again She would not, could not be broken. Tamed.

[falcon-captain-blog]

Group Tactics || Avenger, S.H.I.E.L.D., & X-Men

[falcon-captain-blog]

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“Break what you want, Ward. But don’t kill. Most of these soldiers are just mislead. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to hurt these HOPE idiots just a little,” Sam smirked in a wave of uncharacteristic bitterness. Sam knew he wasn’t perfect. He’d been through too much to not get tired of the fight more often than he’d like, and sometimes, he didn’t understand why hate couldn’t be fought with violence. Too often, the same hateful rhetoric sprung up and it seemed like it would be all to easy to just end it. But if he’d learned anything from his years at S.H.I.E.L.D., as an Avenger, fighting beside friends, and helping others, it was that violence never worked for long. Which meant that they would have to do this the good way. Probably the hardest way possible, but the right way. He’d taken up the role of Captain for a reason, and he wasn’t going to stop now. 

Sam rocketed up to meet the Starkbots, sending a fleet of falconbots after the front lines of soldiers. If he and Aeron could tie up the air attack, the ground defence would be made much easier. He sent his shield ricocheting between the second and third lines of robots and sent them wheeling out of line, sending sparks raining down on the advancing lines of HOPE. He caught his shield and dropped down, turning at the last moment and using his wings as a barrier, knocking a line of HOPE soldiers off of their feet. 

The familiar wail of police sirens could be heard in the distance. Sam wasn’t sure if this meant help, or HOPE back up and he didn’t want to risk the latter. “Hank, how are you doing over at the mansion?” he asked, flying above the approaching police vehicles. The HOPE logo hadn’t been painted over the side, which was good, but also meant that now they had to deal with the police who were drastically under trained for this kind of situation. “Skye, would you mind causing a little bit of a disturbance on the street East of here? I don’t want the police getting caught in the crossfire.”

As he spoke, a second fleet of Starkbots turned course and began heading toward the school. “You have incoming, Hank! I hope you’re ready to rumble-” Sam called in, trying to see how many stolen bots they had to deal with. He landed on top of a bank, looking down at the battle, troublingly aware of how increasingly outnumbered they were. They would need back up soon if the Starkbots kept coming. And they had to shrink the playing field. They were getting too spread out and disoriented. Sam was starting to think that the HOPE soldiers were just a distraction. If they didn’t work as a team, all of this would be for nothing, and Sam wouldn’t allow that. Focus. 

He dove down and met S.H.I.E.L.D. on the ground fighting the HOPE soldiers on the ground, leaving his fleet of bots to scramble the air attack. Change of plans. “Flexibility is key,” Sam mused to himself. “Alright. Let’s deal with the men on the ground. There’s a limited number and people are really. easy. to. knock. out.” With each word Sam punched a HOPE fighter in the face. “If we can stop them, we can bottleneck the robots and take them out as a team.” His shield went up as the soldiers began to fire. “Watch out for the ricochet-” he called to the HOPE officers, “I’d hate for this to get more messy than you’re already made it.” 

@skye-isthelimit

[skye-isthelimit]

Skye would be lying if she said she wasn’t starting to feel it. Man, was she feeling it. Even still, she was fighting with all her force. In hand to hand combat, she put a bit of her seismic power behind each hit for a little extra force but fighting these Starkbots was a different story. Skye looked around at everyone fighting off HOPE. They were all working together to protect what needed protecting. In the short time they had been working together, they seemed to run as a well oiled machine and she actually loved it. Is this what it was like to be an Avenger? Was she an Avenger? What is the criteria of an Avenger? 

Bam! A blow to the ribs. Focus, Skye. She told her self as she put her energy back into fighting. She looked up and followed Sam’s gaze to another wave of bots and groaned. With every bit of force she had, Skye jumped up and slammed her fist to the ground, knocking out at least two dozen of the drones around her. 

She heard Cap over her coms as she fought of a few more bots, using a Melinda May patented move. She sent a roundhouse kick to one, locking her ankles around it’s neck, bringing it down with her weight. “Sure, I can do that..” she told Sam once she got a few seconds free. She got as close to where he wanted her as she could and raised the asphalt to act as a barrier to protect the police. Once she had finished that, she propelled herself into battle once more.

@savagescholar

[daisyskyewalker]

Agents of SHIELD Summer re-watch ✿ One gifset per episode:

Season 1 Episode 2 - 0-8-4

[sciencebiaatch]

requested by anonymous

[daisieskywalker-deactivated2024]

#daisyjohnson

[falcon-captain-blog]

Group Tactics || Avenger, S.H.I.E.L.D., & X-Men

[falcon-captain-blog]

“We are here to protect civilians, Doctor,” Sam replied, “And your students. There’s no need for HOPE to get anywhere near the school.” He was pleased to see Skye again, and he was glad she’d done so well heading S.H.I.E.L.D. They needed more people like her. “Good to see you again, Agent,” he nodded to the young Inhuman, wondering if the title “agent” still applied. He nodded to Aeron, thankful she’d decided to join them as well.  “And Doctor McCoy, it is good to see you again. And Miss-?” he held out a hand to Dhalia. That only left.. “Grant Ward.” Sam locked eyes with the former-SHIELD agent. He hadn’t interacted with the man before, but he knew enough from SHIELD’s files to know the guy was no joke. “Glad to see you’ve decided to join us. Hopefully, this won’t be a problem?” Sam would not tolerate a betrayal. 

After introductions, Sam began the briefing, knowing that they didn’t have much time before HOPE arrived. “I’m sure you all know why we’re here. And I trust that you are all ready to fight for this cause- the defence and protection of our fellow citizens. Miss Johnson, Aeron, Ward, I’m counting on you to act as the first line of defense. Stop HOPE from approaching while the X-Men go in and I take them from above.” Sam hesitated. He wasn’t one for long, inspirational speeches, and he didn’t have time for one besides. He looked around at his fellow soldiers and grinned, “They may have more people, but we a much more skilled. And we have the moral high ground. So lets get out there and end these terrorists once and for all.”

He approached Hank after the SHIELD agents had dispersed. “Doctor, I trust the school had made some security updates since the last-” he paused, “Couple of explosions? Is there anyone there who can protect the perimeter- put up a shield… Just in case they have something we’re not expecting?” Sam was hoping it didn’t come to that, but he couldn’t predict what was coming.  There was a rumble, the sound of hundreds of feet, the sound machinery. Perhaps they had brought big guns or- “Shit-”

A fleet of Iron Man robots were approaching in the air, with ten lines of heavily armed HOPE agents on foot. The numbers were much larger than Sam had expected, not considering the Stark tech that HOPE had clearly stolen. There was irony in that, he knew, but now was not the time to berate HOPE on ethics. He doubted it would do any good anyway. “Sonofabitch-” Sam cursed under his breath, pressing down on his com. “Alright, Avengers. Change of plans. Skye, Ward, split up the soldiers. Break their lines. Aeron, see if you can take out those robots. The rest of us will deal with the soldiers on the ground. Be careful! We don’t know what other tech they may have acquired!”

@skye-isthelimit 

[skye-isthelimit]

A smile formed on Skye’s lips at Sam’s words. It was nice to be called an agent again, even despite everything going on – or not going on, rather – with SHIELD. “Good to see you too, Cap.” she said with a nod. She watched as Sam greeted the rest of their small team, taking note of the faces she recognized and the ones that she didn’t. Her gaze followed the Captain’s to Grant. She was surprised he showed. Surprised but thankful. When it came to working together, there was no doubt they did that well. She just hoped he was here for the right reasons.

As Sam began his briefing, Skye listened intently. When she heard her name, she gave a sharp nod. From her experience, working with Aeron was no easy task, however they had barely worked together so it shouldn’t be that bad. Especially if they were all here for the same reason. “HOPE won’t know what hit ‘em.” Skye said with a grin as she eyed her newly assigned team. She nodded for them to move out, giving a small salute to Sam and the rest of the team.

Once the three were on their way to manning their posts, Skye took a deep breath. “So the best way to do this is probably split up and divide the surrounding areas between us.” She said, her mind thinking logically. It was something she had learned to do after working with Coulson and the rest of the team. Suddenly, Skye had an aching in her gut for her old team. May, FitzSimmons, Bobbi, Hunter, and her partner Mack. She sighed and pushed her thoughts away. "Aeron how about you take the far West end of the school. Grant, take the Ea-” Skye was cut off by a strange sound. She took a quick inventory in her head. Machinery. Footsteps. Just then, a transmission came through her com. She looked to the sky in disbelief. They had definitely stolen tech from Stark and there was no telling what they were up against.

“Copy that, Cap.” she said quickly into her com. She looked at her comrades and nodded. “You heard him, get to it!” she said, running full speed toward the hundreds of soldiers. With a grunt, Skye’s fist hit the ground, causing a shockwave to knock a few dozen soldiers off their feet. Once she had their attention, she began going full force in hand to hand combat. “Not gonna lie, I missed doing this.” she joked through the coms trying to bring some humor into this situation.

@savagescholar

[falcon-captain-blog]

Group Tactics || Avenger, S.H.I.E.L.D., & X-Men

Post order: @falcon-captain, @skye-isthelimit, @savagescholar, @dahliahsiao, @morphinemechanic, @coldbloodedward

Location: Jean Grey School and surrounding city

Sam sat on top of a building, looking down at the chaos that the mutant activist had caused, the emergency vehicles and law enforcement speeding in and out, the cries coming from bystanders, and the faint rumbling that meant this destruction wasn’t over. HOPE was coming and they would stop at nothing to kill the remaining mutants in the city, the last safe hold at the Jean Grey school and those remaining on the streets. 

And that’s why he’d sent Quill off to the island. This was his city, the people he’d sworn to protect after Steve had vanished, and he would die before he allowed anything to happen to them. They would have to play this carefully, keep HOPE away from the school and away from the mutants and allies that had gathered at the rally, now trapped on school grounds. 

There weren’t enough of them to take on HOPE outright but he was hoping that the two young heroes he’d recruited would be able to change the playing field. Skye and Aaron would play huge roles in this fight and Sam had full confidence that the two would be fine. He wasn’t as sure, however, of Ward, or the young woman the Doctor had brought along. Sam didn’t like working with people without getting to know them first, and he knew Ward’s problems in the past…

“Come in?” 

His com buzzed. He’d met up with Skye earlier, but needed to meet up with the rest of the group to discuss plans. “Ms. Johnson, I’m headed out.” He’d sent out a message to Skye and Hank, hoping they would pass the message on. He stood up, leaving his post and look off, flying above the city and away from the explosion site. 

He landed, rather gracefully in his opinion, in front of the school, on the abandoned stage that had been home to a riot hours before. It was deserted now, non-stop like the rest of the city, and always changing. He looked at the group assembled there, black clad S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, uniformed X-Men, and Sam himself, in bright blue and red. An odd team, but a team nonetheless. “Thank you all for coming,” he started with a sigh, wondering where to begin.

@skye-isthelimit

[skye-isthelimit]

Skye didn’t know what was going on. SHIELD didn’t really have a Director. Her hopes of assembling her own team had all but vanished. It didn’t matter though. She was called to be a part of a bigger team with a more noble cause that she was more than happy to serve. The mutants needed help and the school needed protecting and that’s why she was here. Skye was no mutant but she was pretty close. Well, if you count practically being part Kree as being mutant. Really, it was her powers that made her able to relate, even a little, to the mutants. 

After she had helped to rally everyone, Skye stood in the front of the school and waited for Sam to arrive. She looked around at everyone there. Some people she knew and some she knew but not ver well. She was kind of glad that Grant was there. Someone familiar, even with his past mistakes that was comforting. “Copy.” she said into her com. Moments later, she saw Sam swoop down and land in front of the team. 

Arms down by her side, Skye gave Sam a nod and a small smile. She considered him a friend of sorts. Not an extremely close friend but the trust was there. He had asked her to join the Avengers and, though she had never given him an answer, she was glad to help him in any way. 

@savagescholar

[meg-corbyn-deactivated20170201]

random moments of daisy johnson appreciation [47/?]: being an adorably secretive cutie in 2.04 i will face my enemy.

[skye-isthelimit]

Response | SHIELD

[coldbloodedward]

Rather than directly answering Skye’s question, Grant decided he’d speak to the detective instead, partially just to annoy his former teammate after she decided to bring up their past. 

He nodded at Dwyer and gestured to his ID badge. “Grant Ward. Stark Industries. I was Stark’s assistant, but…” he said, emphasising the fact he was not there on behalf of SHIELD as she was. 

The downside to his new job though meant he wasn’t required to carry a weapon. He shook his head when he and Skye were asked about it. His lack of a weapon didn’t bother him too much though; able to easily take one, or fight with his hands. Grant raised his eyebrows when Skye blasted the closet door, but otherwise showed no reaction. Internally however, he was a little scared by the display, suddenly understanding why she’d raised her hand at him earlier, guessing her power allowed her to more than open doors.

“Maybe not the best approach? Unless you want to provoke people to attack.”

@morphinemechanic 

[morphinemechanic-blog]

Her heart pounded against her chest, Aeron darted her gaze wildly between the three. She snapped her attention to Skye, determined  that she was the one who blew the door open. “Where is she?” She demanded. Aeron tried to keep herself together, the bow in her hand shook, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.

“There is no one who can help us?” Hope has control over the police, The Avengers nor SHIELD would come to the aid of mutants. What could Aeron do? A thought crossed her mind. Her hands clenched tighter around her weapon.

She would take the matter into her own hands now. Aeron thrust forward at Skye bringing the staff along side her head. The staff curled at its end into a crook, hooking behind the young woman as Aeron pulled her in to off balance, then bringing the staff around to knock Skye off her feet in one fluid motion. She looked at the two men and then swung again.

@detective-jamesdwyer

[detective-jamesdwyer-blog]

It seems everyone was here for the same reason…To talk to the director of SHIELD and to get help. The world was crashing around them with all the HOPE shit occurring right at this moment, alliances that were bordering on a breaking point, now broken and the spread of fear. Fear of those that are different. Just when James thought the world was moving forward for once, it took five steps backwards. And with how tense the air was around the three…No, four in the room, it was only a matter of time before someone snapped. Who was to say that they were all on the same side? There was a chance that one of them could be a spy or perhaps not. 

So when Skye used her ability, much to James’ surprise, he couldn’t help but groan. Not a good first impression. Especially for someone that was hiding. In which he did not have to say anything as Grant voiced the exact same thought. His attention turned to the woman who had been hiding, his brows furrowing in concern as he took in her appearance. Drenched in sweat, hands shaking as they held the weapon she wielded. At first he thought that the woman was about to have a heart attack, but then his cop side chimed in. Withdrawal. She was having a withdrawal from whatever addition she had fallen prey to.

Many times he had seen people fall into the never ending pit of drug and alcohol addiction, watched as it destroyed their lives and others, including their loved ones. In a sense, he felt pity for the woman and wanted to help, but it all needed to be handled delicately. Especially when…”Motherfucker douche canoe” The expletive fell from his lips as he stepped away when the woman attacked Skye, right hand snapping up as the index and ring finger curled inward, thumb resting atop of them. Index and pinky served as prongs for the crackle of electricity that started. For once, he was grateful that Stark had implemented a taser into his new arm. 

“Stand down! If we can’t form an alliance to help each other and others, then we are all doomed” James hoped that reasoning with the woman will get her to calm down enough so that they all can have a civil talk. Without the director, they will have to take things into their own hands. Much like rebels in a war. They just needed to build their army. “We can’t find the Director if we are at each others throats” He also did not want to use the taser…Getting tased was not a pleasant feeling and he knew this for a fact. 

@skye-isthelimit

[skye-isthelimit]

Skye scoffed in Ward’s direction and was about to comment when she was stopped by the attack. Way to go, Skye. She mentally scolded herself for her irrational thinking. With a grunt, Skye kicked herself up off of the ground and immediately went on the defensive. When she heard the Detective, however, she relaxed. He was right. They needed to work together to figure this out. But first, they had to calm this woman down. 

“He’s right.” Skye nodded, crossing her arms. “I’m..sorry for my outburst.” she apologized to the room. After a brief silence of regaining her composure, she took a deep breath. “As much as I would love to find the Director, maybe we should hold off on that and help each other first.” she suggested, “I cam here to ask for a team to aid the Avengers and attempt to restore the name of SHIELD.” she informed the eyes staring back at her,  “Do you guys think you can help me? “ 

@coldbloodedward

[coldbloodedward]

Despite their past, Grant had to restrain himself when the woman attacked Skye. Apparently, he realised, he did still care in some way. Now was not the time to dwell on that though, so he pushed the thought aside to focus back on what was going on. He almost missed the interesting detail of the Detective’s arm and mentally scolded himself for the lack of attention. 

Grant nodded at his words before raising an eyebrow. “You expect us to help you? Really? I get why you’d ask him,” he gestured towards Dwyer. “But I’m not sure…” 

He frowned then, trying to figure out how to refer to the other woman without insulting her and setting her off again. “…who are you anyway?” he asked, studying her carefully. “You look like you’ve been through a lot.”

He had almost pointed out why he wasn’t the best choice for help restoring SHIELD’s name, but decided not to. Grant wasn’t exactly keen on bringing up such things in front of the Detective and the other woman, not particularly keen on being attacked with a staff, or being tased.    

[morphinemechanic-blog]

The taser arm stopped Aeron in her tracks, more curiosity than anything. It was an advance piece of Stark Tech, something that wasn’t of the R&D floor, possibly something of Tony’s design that he’d made in his own lab.  She lowered the staff, wiping furiously at her face to rid herself of sweat.

The young man asked who she was, said that she looked like she’d been trough a lot. Aeron for the first time looked at herself, her clothes tattered, mixed with a healthy coating of sweat,dirt,and blood that went along with her dirty face and hands.You have no idea. The drugs, the riots, Hope, all were weighing down on her, she was reaching the limit and now all she wanted to do is burst.“I’m Animus.” she answered, no pointing giving out her human name so her mutant name would have to do. Part of her was beginning to think that is who she really is. Not Aeron the mechanic that got hired by Tony Stark, but Ainmus, the mutant who can breath life where there is none. “I wanted the director to come to aid the mutants but she is gone so it seems.“

That’s when Skye piped up for help. Aeron laughed, letting her weapon retract into a small tube she placed on her belt. "Avengers? SHEILD? They’re a joke, none of them are going to help you get what you want.” Aeron no longer felt threatened by the three. She pushed past them, eyes fixed on the door. “My advice, spare yourself the disappointment. Let SHEILD go, get your own hands dirty. Solve your own fucking problems.” @detective-jamesdwyer

[skye-isthelimit]

“I don’t expect anything. I was asking for your help.” Skye quipped, turning towards Grant, “Besides, you kind of owe me.” She said, her voice sharp with accusation. “That and we actually work well together, remember? We were on the same team once upon a time.”

Skye’s eyes narrowed at the woman’s words. They stung to Skye’s very core. SHIELD had given her a home. A purpose. “You don’t know me. You don’t know what I want.” she snapped at Animus. Coulson always said that Skye’s worst trait was her irrational thinking and she always reminded herself of that. Skye watched as the woman turned to exit the room. Something had to be done. Even if this woman didn’t feel the same about the cause as Skye did, maybe she would help with some convincing.

“What kind of aid do you need?” Skye asked, her demeanor softening only slightly. This is where Skye’s compassion came out. Her need to help people. Her ability to care about everyone.

@coldbloodedward

[skye-isthelimit]

Response | SHIELD

[skye-isthelimit]

Skye relaxed herself reluctantly with a deep breath. “I was here to ask the Director for a task force to aid the Avengers.” she explained as she turned to the detective. “I’m Agent Daisy Johnson..but I prefer Skye.” she informed him with a shrug. She looked at Grant and then back to James, “I can try to forget that he betrayed an entire team of SHIELD agents, sure.” she said passively. 

“Did you say boss?” Skye asked as she turned her attention back to Grant. She wasn’t shocked that he was able to find work but she was shocked that he was actually working for someone rather than out on his own. Skye went into combat mode when she heard a noise from the closet. There was someone else? When the detective asked if she was armed, she placed a hand on her handgun fastened her waistband, though she didn’t even need that. “Who else is here?” She called. When there was no answer, she raised her hand and sent a blast toward the closet with just enough force to open the door and reveal whoever was hiding out.

“Who are you?” Skye asked. 

@coldbloodedward

[coldbloodedward]

Rather than directly answering Skye’s question, Grant decided he’d speak to the detective instead, partially just to annoy his former teammate after she decided to bring up their past. 

He nodded at Dwyer and gestured to his ID badge. “Grant Ward. Stark Industries. I was Stark’s assistant, but…” he said, emphasising the fact he was not there on behalf of SHIELD as she was. 

The downside to his new job though meant he wasn’t required to carry a weapon. He shook his head when he and Skye were asked about it. His lack of a weapon didn’t bother him too much though; able to easily take one, or fight with his hands. Grant raised his eyebrows when Skye blasted the closet door, but otherwise showed no reaction. Internally however, he was a little scared by the display, suddenly understanding why she’d raised her hand at him earlier, guessing her power allowed her to more than open doors.

“Maybe not the best approach? Unless you want to provoke people to attack.”

@morphinemechanic 

[morphinemechanic-blog]

Her heart pounded against her chest, Aeron darted her gaze wildly between the three. She snapped her attention to Skye, determined  that she was the one who blew the door open. “Where is she?” She demanded. Aeron tried to keep herself together, the bow in her hand shook, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.

“There is no one who can help us?” Hope has control over the police, The Avengers nor SHIELD would come to the aid of mutants. What could Aeron do? A thought crossed her mind. Her hands clenched tighter around her weapon.

She would take the matter into her own hands now. Aeron thrust forward at Skye bringing the staff along side her head. The staff curled at its end into a crook, hooking behind the young woman as Aeron pulled her in to off balance, then bringing the staff around to knock Skye off her feet in one fluid motion. She looked at the two men and then swung again.

@detective-jamesdwyer

[detective-jamesdwyer-blog]

It seems everyone was here for the same reason…To talk to the director of SHIELD and to get help. The world was crashing around them with all the HOPE shit occurring right at this moment, alliances that were bordering on a breaking point, now broken and the spread of fear. Fear of those that are different. Just when James thought the world was moving forward for once, it took five steps backwards. And with how tense the air was around the three…No, four in the room, it was only a matter of time before someone snapped. Who was to say that they were all on the same side? There was a chance that one of them could be a spy or perhaps not. 

So when Skye used her ability, much to James’ surprise, he couldn’t help but groan. Not a good first impression. Especially for someone that was hiding. In which he did not have to say anything as Grant voiced the exact same thought. His attention turned to the woman who had been hiding, his brows furrowing in concern as he took in her appearance. Drenched in sweat, hands shaking as they held the weapon she wielded. At first he thought that the woman was about to have a heart attack, but then his cop side chimed in. Withdrawal. She was having a withdrawal from whatever addition she had fallen prey to.

Many times he had seen people fall into the never ending pit of drug and alcohol addiction, watched as it destroyed their lives and others, including their loved ones. In a sense, he felt pity for the woman and wanted to help, but it all needed to be handled delicately. Especially when…”Motherfucker douche canoe” The expletive fell from his lips as he stepped away when the woman attacked Skye, right hand snapping up as the index and ring finger curled inward, thumb resting atop of them. Index and pinky served as prongs for the crackle of electricity that started. For once, he was grateful that Stark had implemented a taser into his new arm. 

“Stand down! If we can’t form an alliance to help each other and others, then we are all doomed” James hoped that reasoning with the woman will get her to calm down enough so that they all can have a civil talk. Without the director, they will have to take things into their own hands. Much like rebels in a war. They just needed to build their army. “We can’t find the Director if we are at each others throats” He also did not want to use the taser…Getting tased was not a pleasant feeling and he knew this for a fact. 

@skye-isthelimit

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Skye scoffed in Ward’s direction and was about to comment when she was stopped by the attack. Way to go, Skye. She mentally scolded herself for her irrational thinking. With a grunt, Skye kicked herself up off of the ground and immediately went on the defensive. When she heard the Detective, however, she relaxed. He was right. They needed to work together to figure this out. But first, they had to calm this woman down. 

“He’s right.” Skye nodded, crossing her arms. “I’m..sorry for my outburst.” she apologized to the room. After a brief silence of regaining her composure, she took a deep breath. “As much as I would love to find the Director, maybe we should hold off on that and help each other first.” she suggested, “I cam here to ask for a team to aid the Avengers and attempt to restore the name of SHIELD.” she informed the eyes staring back at her,  “Do you guys think you can help me? “ 

@coldbloodedward

[skye-isthelimit]

Response | SHIELD

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At the sight of Grant Ward, Skye’s hand went up almost instinctively as if she were going to blast him into next year but she resisted. “What the hell are you doing here?” she spat. It was obvious she was still bitter with the man, after all he had betrayed an entire organization alongside countless other people. She watched him carefully, making sure he wasn’t going to try anything.

He attention was pulled from Grant when another male entered the room. “Who are you?” she asked, her eyes facing the strange man though one hand was still aimed at Ward, ready with a seismic blast that would send him rocketing into the wall if he made a wrong move. Skye was very confused and she needed answers. 

Skye sighed and gave the unknown man a look at his casual comment. “I’m here to find the Director but she’s no where to be found. Do either of you know where she is?” She asked, shooting an accusing look towards Grant, “She could be in trouble…or something.”

@coldbloodedward

[coldbloodedward]

Though he wasn’t sure why she raised a hand, rather than pulling a gun on him, Rather than arguing and potentially pushing Skye to respond with some form of violence - which he probably deserved - Grant decided to just slowly raise his hands to show he wasn’t holding any weapons and didn’t mean any harm. 

He went to answer, when Skye suddenly spoke to someone else, causing Grant to look over his shoulder at the other man before turning back to Skye. He rolled his eyes at her before shrugging and lowering his hands. “I just got here, I haven’t done anything,” the agent replied honestly. “I was looking for her too. Seeing as there’s no suggestion box I had to come talk to her. It is, after all, hard to do my job when my boss is missing.”

@morphinemechanic 

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A third man approached the two who had begun to argue why each other were there. Aeron kept watching as they sorted themselves out. The general consensus was that the Director wasn’t nowhere to be found, possibly missing all together. Not really information one would want to hear stuffed in a closet. Fucking perfect. All this trouble for nothing

She swiped her face to rid the sweat that stung her eyes. Aeron tried to focus on the rest of their conversation, her vision starting to blur. She hoped they would finally concede to the idea that she was missing and leave to find her. That way she could escape without anyone’s knowledge.

That went out the window as she brushed up against a coat, making her jump, hitting the upper shelf with a thud. She extended the weapon in hand ready to strike the first person who dared open the closet door first. @detective-jamesdwyer

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James held back the heavy sigh as he observed the two. Something was up…Especially when the woman held up a hand toward the man in front of him in a offensive manner, as if she was going to make the chain that those ninjas from Mortal Kombat use and impale the man. Considering he was in SHIELD HQ and that there are mutants out there, he wouldn’t be surprised if she had a similar power. Pinching the bridge of his nose, the detective decided to just take things into his own hands and keep this encounter from turning violent. He was not in the mood, nor did he want to deal with a small spat when there are more serious matters that needed attention. 

“Alright you two, let’s settle down before someone gets their eye poked out” His voice was calm as he went into cop mode and held up his hands to show that he meant peace and not war. Granted, he did have the standard handgun issued to all who worked in the precinct and the added bonus of his prosthetic arm (thanks to Stark). Slowly, he moved his jacket to show the badge clipped to his belt, keeping the gun on his right side hidden. “Detective Dwyer and it seems were are all here for the same person. But seeing as how the lovely Director is not in her office, why don’t we see if we can discuss on how to proceed now. In a civil manner” The tone of his voice stayed calm until he stressed the last part. 

While negotiations was not his forte, he did try. A for effort as he always said. Grey eyes shifted from the man to the woman as he spoke directly to her this time instead of the two. “I’m assuming you are an agent. Listen, I understand that you are worried since Ms. Carter is not in her office during this dangerous time, but allies are running short and we need everyone that’s left on that short list. Especially since I’m practically out of them” He then turned his attention to the man and shook his head. “Whatever is going on between you two, set it aside for now. I’m assuming by boss, you mea-”

He fell silent at the sudden noise from inside and tensed, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Lips pressed together forming a thin line as he slowly approached and motioned for the other two to be silent. James did not move any further when he was close enough to the two and could safely whisper. “Are you both armed?” For all he knew, it could be a friend in hiding or a foe. Best not to take chances and have his head blown off. He would rather keep it. Thank you very much. 

“Come out little mouse, we’re all friends here” 

@skye-isthelimit

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Skye relaxed herself reluctantly with a deep breath. “I was here to ask the Director for a task force to aid the Avengers.” she explained as she turned to the detective. “I’m Agent Daisy Johnson..but I prefer Skye.” she informed him with a shrug. She looked at Grant and then back to James, “I can try to forget that he betrayed an entire team of SHIELD agents, sure.” she said passively. 

“Did you say boss?” Skye asked as she turned her attention back to Grant. She wasn’t shocked that he was able to find work but she was shocked that he was actually working for someone rather than out on his own. Skye went into combat mode when she heard a noise from the closet. There was someone else? When the detective asked if she was armed, she placed a hand on her handgun fastened her waistband, though she didn’t even need that. “Who else is here?” She called. When there was no answer, she raised her hand and sent a blast toward the closet with just enough force to open the door and reveal whoever was hiding out.

“Who are you?” Skye asked. 

@coldbloodedward

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Response | SHIELD

Mission 2

Team: @onexwomanxarmy @skye-isthelimit, @coldbloodedward,@morphinemechanic, @detective-jamesdwyer

Starting Location: SHIELD Headquarters

After meeting with Director Carter, Skye had made her decision. Sam Wilson had asked her to aid the Avengers and the Director had asked her to return to SHIELD. Well, why couldn’t she do both? She could help rebuild SHIELD and their reputation while helping the Avengers do the same. The government didn’t need to be involved. They didn’t know what they were messing with. If Sam Wilson thought that Skye was cut out for the Avengers, maybe she could convince the Director to give her some kind of task force so she could properly help.

Skye had already made her way to SHIELD headquarters. She moved through the building with a purpose. She had one thing on her mind that she wanted to accomplish and she needed to see the Director in order to do so. As Skye made her way to Peggy Carter’s office, she took a deep breath as she paused outside the door. She knocked twice before entering and looked around puzzled when she didn’t find the Director poised at her desk.

“Director Carter?” Skye called into the space. She looked around as she walked through the door, puzzled as to where the head of SHIELD was. Something wasn’t right. Skye heard footsteps approaching and she readied herself for whatever entered the room after her. 

@coldbloodedward

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A suit and tie was definitely not Grant Ward’s first choice in outfit. He preferred something a bit more…field mission friendly, but seeing as that hadn’t been his job for a few years now, he had to get used to it. Pinned to his jacket pocket was an ID badge; not for SHIELD, or HYDRA, but for Stark Industries where he’d been working for the last few months. 

When he’d first shown his face Stark Industries, he’d had to make a deal: shape up and do as he’s told, or be arrested for his past crimes. Obviously, he chose the first option.

The problem was, now his employer was in HOPE’s custody and it was hard to be an assistant to someone who wasn’t around.

Annoyed, he’d stormed into SHIELD to demand they fix the problem and was on his way to see the new Director when he saw someone already in the office. Definitely not the Director.

“…Skye?” he blurted out, confused.

@morphinemechanic

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She pulled herself up, panting wrung by wrung until the cold bottom of the manhole cover was felt. The unintentional tears had set in Aeron pushed pass it, clamouring to the surface and off the street. With the riots going on, traveling underground proved to be the fastest way without having to punch your way through. Taking a minute, the mechanic leaned up against a wall breathing deeply. Everything hurt. Aeron touched the side of her head where she could feel a wound cloting up. She rubbed the excess blood against her fingers and moved on.

The riots had done a number on her, but the morphine withdrawls were the worse of it. No one was dealing and everyday that passed the sicker she got. She couldn’t let it hinder her mission though, she needed to see the Director of SHEILD. She was the only one who could help her and the other mutants in this crisis, someone to look to, to get them somewhere safe. Aeron heard that the Director didn’t have a back bone, time to find out.

Once arriving at the building Aeron looked for a way in, gaining acess through a service entrance. She strode right in, moving quickly to the Director’s office, opening the door, finding it empty. Aeron huffed exhaustedly into the space, wiping her leaky eyes and nose. The patter of footsteps coming towards the office caught her attention. She quickly stuffed herself into a narrow closet, leaving it cracked enough to cast an eye.

A young brunette peaked her head in, calling for the Director to reveal her self; only walking in when she too realized it was empty.(Seemilgly anyways.) Aeron reached for her weapon on her belt, when another person walked in on the woman with surprised intent.

What the fuck?  Aeron tighten her grip and waited to see what would happen next.

@detective-jamesdwyer

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James Dwyer needed answers and he needed them now. Far too long he had watched the very precinct he worked in slowly spiral into a dark abyss. Watching as good men and women were thrown out like garbage and replaced by others who held a secret agenda. One that had been brewing right under his nose, he had just been too distracted to realize earlier and attempt to nip it in the bud. So few remained that would take his side in the madness that had overtaken the world. Citizens at an uproar over mutants and the heroes that have protected their homes….their planet. Just hearing HOPE go on and on about their plans caused him to grit his teeth in anger and held his tongue. No need to make more enemies when he was outnumbered all around. 

Granted, he did not take sides lightly. Every decision that he had made in the time he had been in the military and worked for the NYPD, they both had consequences and rewards, never a solid outcome where everything is sunshine and rainbows. There will always be a dark and a light to everything, even if one dominated the other. The detective needed to thread lightly and be wary of who he spoke with. With the exception of Perez, he was unsure of who he could trust in the precinct now. Especially after his last head butting with Chief Dixon. 

“Crotchety old man…” grumbled James as he found himself entering SHIELD, hands stuffed into his trench coat. He’s dealt with the organization before in the past since he always ended up dealing with the more ‘unique’ cases whenever they were involved or one of the heroes that he respected. If he was going to get answers, then the Director will have to tell him. 

He pulled himself out of his thoughts when he made it to his destination and paused at seeing unfamiliar faces. In the times he had interacted with SHIELD, there were few agents he met and it usually was the same face each time. Frowning, he silently approached, pulling his hands out of the pockets and crossed his arms. He had hoped for a one and one encounter with the director, but it seems she was a popular person on this day. “If I had known it was going to be a group meeting, I would have brought coffee and a ukulele” Might as well speak up toward the man he could see standing in the doorway, unsure if there were others and he sure as hell did not need jumpy agents (if they were agents) shooting first and asking questions later. He would much rather not become a human swiss cheese before lunch. 

@onexwomanxarmy

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At the sight of Grant Ward, Skye’s hand went up almost instinctively as if she were going to blast him into next year but she resisted. “What the hell are you doing here?” she spat. It was obvious she was still bitter with the man, after all he had betrayed an entire organization alongside countless other people. She watched him carefully, making sure he wasn’t going to try anything.

He attention was pulled from Grant when another male entered the room. “Who are you?” she asked, her eyes facing the strange man though one hand was still aimed at Ward, ready with a seismic blast that would send him rocketing into the wall if he made a wrong move. Skye was very confused and she needed answers. 

Skye sighed and gave the unknown man a look at his casual comment. “I’m here to find the Director but she’s no where to be found. Do either of you know where she is?” She asked, shooting an accusing look towards Grant, “She could be in trouble...or something.”

@coldbloodedward

[skye-isthelimit]

Response | SHIELD

Mission 2

Team: @onexwomanxarmy @skye-isthelimit, @coldbloodedward,@morphinemechanic, @detective-jamesdwyer

Starting Location: SHIELD Headquarters

After meeting with Director Carter, Skye had made her decision. Sam Wilson had asked her to aid the Avengers and the Director had asked her to return to SHIELD. Well, why couldn’t she do both? She could help rebuild SHIELD and their reputation while helping the Avengers do the same. The government didn’t need to be involved. They didn’t know what they were messing with. If Sam Wilson thought that Skye was cut out for the Avengers, maybe she could convince the Director to give her some kind of task force so she could properly help.

Skye had already made her way to SHIELD headquarters. She moved through the building with a purpose. She had one thing on her mind that she wanted to accomplish and she needed to see the Director in order to do so. As Skye made her way to Peggy Carter’s office, she took a deep breath as she paused outside the door. She knocked twice before entering and looked around puzzled when she didn’t find the Director poised at her desk.

“Director Carter?” Skye called into the space. She looked around as she walked through the door, puzzled as to where the head of SHIELD was. Something wasn’t right. Skye heard footsteps approaching and she readied herself for whatever entered the room after her. 

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