Chapter 45: Agents of SHIELD
<strong>Chapter 45: Agents of SHIELD</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">After Coulson called his team to his office, a few people appeared and gathered at the side of the office.
<span style="font-weight:400">A woman with shoulder-length ck hair and a stern face.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Melinda May - Cavalry. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">A bald man with arge build.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie - Agent Mack. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">Another bald man but with a leaner yet fit build.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Antoine "Trip" Triplett - Agent Trip. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">A man with short curly brown hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Leopold James "Leo" Fitz - Agent Fitz. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">A woman with long brown hair that looked like Hermoine from Harry Potter.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Jemma Anne Simmons - Agent Simmons. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">A woman with long blonde hair and a curvaceous body.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Barbara "Bobbi" Morse - Mockingbird. Affiliated with SHIELD.]
<span style="font-weight:400">And finally, a woman with shoulder-length dark brown hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Skye / Daisy Johnson - Quake. Affiliated with SHIELD. Has Inhuman genes.]
<span style="font-weight:400">At this point, Coulson spoke up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Everyone, I believe you already know him but let me introduce to you Captain Benjamin Freed of the EPD. Captain Freed, these are my best agents. Agent May, Mack, Trip, Bobbi, Skye, and finally, Fitz-Simmons.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded and took a step forward.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hello everyone. Feel free to call me Ben. I’ll be here to assist you guys for a while.”
<span style="font-weight:400">At the side, Skye leaned closer to Bobbi and whispered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s kinda hot.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He sure is.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I call dibs.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn, aren’t you too fast?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin naturally heard that with his enhanced hearing and could only smile wryly.
<span style="font-weight:400">He turned to May and nodded at her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Agent May, right? Natasha had mentioned you a few times before. It seems you gave her quite an impression.”
<span style="font-weight:400">May shrugged with a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We spar every now and then. She’d lose sometimes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Have you sparred with her recently?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Recently? No. Haven’t gotten the chance to spar with her for a few months now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that’s good. She recently got a…power up, so it would be hard to win against her again.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Now that just makes me want to fight her again.”
<span style="font-weight:400">May revealed an interested look and thought of looking for Natashater.
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin could only offer his condolences in advance since it will no longer be a fair fight between them as Natasha’s physique has been enhanced by the symbiote.
<span style="font-weight:400">He then looked at everyone again and nodded to them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that’s as far as I know about Agent May. I don’t know much about any of you but I’m sure we’ll get along.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Right after that, Jemma spoke and approached Benjamin.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, umm. I’m also interested in getting to know you. Can I have a sample of your blood? How exactly is your body capable of emitting electricity? It’s amazing!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Then Fitz.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m more interested in that bio-armor thing you showed at the conference before. What material is it made of? How is it able to form like that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin felt overwhelmed by these two scientists who seemed as if they were about to start dissecting him…
<span style="font-weight:400">“So. Mind briefing us on the mission? Before these two start dissecting Ben here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Trip asked Coulson.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson nodded and pulled up a file from a tablet then disyed it on therge screen on the wall.
<span style="font-weight:400">An image of a small crate with a stamp of [Item No. 084] written on its cover was disyed on the screen as well as several files.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You all know what an 084 means.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Item of unknown origin, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye confirmed and Coulson nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This isn’t just an 084. But the very first 084. Tagged by Agent Peggy Carter herself back in the day. Now, we don’t know exactly what it does but HYDRA wants it. And anything they want can’t be good.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How did we know HYDRA wants it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Mack asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson then nodded at Benjamin for him to exin.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have a source inside HYDRA.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“EPD has a spy on HYDRA?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can say that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Said spy is actually the new Madame Hydra though.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Any idea what this 084 is?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Bobbi asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I do. They call it the Obelisk.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“First, the Tesseract. Now the Obelisk…Hydra sure likes to name things like these.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye chuckled while shaking her head in exasperation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anything else we know about this Obelisk?”
<span style="font-weight:400">May asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“While we can stand here and discuss this at length, I do advise retrieving the object first before we talk. Seeing is believing after all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I agree. Wheels up in 5. Get ready.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson ordered and everyone began to prepare.
<span style="font-weight:400">When the rest of the team is gone, Coulson turned back to Benjamin.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can you give me an idea of how dangerous this thing is?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t believe Whitehall knows what it is. At most, he’s most likely nning on turning it into a weapon. Which is stupid and inefficient.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How dangerous of a weapon we are talking about here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“On a small scale, about as dangerous as a bomb. On arge scale, a nuclear bomb.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson fell silent before asking again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You said it’s not a weapon. Then what is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A Diviner.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Diviner?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded but didn’t borate any further yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon, Coulson led Benjamin to the hangar where a ratherrge ne was parked. Above thatrge ne was another smaller ne attached to it as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Looks nice, doesn’t she? Officially, it’s called Airborne Mobile Command Station. But we just call it, the Bus.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It does look cool.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded and followed him inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">When the doors to the cargo hold lowered, Benjamin spotted a red ‘62 Chevrolet Corvette parked inside along with a ck van beside it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sweet ride.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s L. Don’t touch her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You should see my DeLorean sometime.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin chuckled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can it fly?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And more.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Now I want to see it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson’s eyes lit up as they discussed.
<span style="font-weight:400">At this moment, Skye and Trip approached them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The Bus is ready to go, sir.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Get May to send us in the air as soon as possible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Where to, boss?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The Fridge.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The Fridge. A 100 stories tall building of SHIELD used to contain dangerous items recovered by SHIELD as well as a prison for some of the dangerous special criminals that SHIELD has captured.
<span style="font-weight:400">Speaking of prisons, Benjamin has also started to n out a special prison for the EPD’s use. Although he still can’t decide on a location.
<span style="font-weight:400">His best options at the moment were, Mars, the Mirror Dimension, Limbo, or a shrunken prison using Pym Particle.
<span style="font-weight:400">Trip nodded and left them to inform May, the pilot.
<span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t take long for them to start flying into the air.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Feel free to look around. Skye, you’re the newest member here. Give him the tour.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye rolled her eyes at that but still did as she was ordered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coulson then left and went to his office while Benjamin followed Skye around the ce.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, since we’re here, let’s start with the cargo bay.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye pointed at L and stared at him seriously.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s L. Don’t ever touch her. Otherwise, you won’t hear the end of it from Coulson.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, yeah. He already told me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin chuckled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, cargo is cargo. Not really anything special here. Moving on, that’s Fitz-Simmon’sb.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye pointed at theb with ss walls at the front of the cargo bay.
<span style="font-weight:400">Inside, he could see Fitz and Simmons checking on the equipment inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why do you guys call them that? Fitz-Simmons. Like they’re one person or something.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I dunno. I’m kinda new here and everyone calls them that so I just do it too. Guess it’s cause the two of them are inseparable.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye shrugged.
<span style="font-weight:400">Moving on, Skye continued to show him around the ce. Where the cockpit was, the lounge, the briefing room, and the living quarters.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And this is my bunk. Any questions?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just one.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Howe your bunk is part of the tour?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin teased while leaning closer to her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Skye didn’t shy away and teased back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So you know where to find me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin chuckled and stopped teasing her.
<span style="font-weight:400">He then looked around the lounge and asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So. What do you guys do here for fun?”
<span style="font-weight:400">While Benjamin hangs out with the other agents, back in New York, inside a certain police district, Jake was having the time of his life showing off to his previous colleagues.
<span style="font-weight:400">He touched Boyle’s shoulder and ‘watched’ his shirt’s memories.
<span style="font-weight:400">After a while, he said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You ate a double cheeseburger and fries for lunch didn’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How did you know!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was just a few hours past lunch so he was able to see up to that far in the past.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake grinned but didn’t exin just yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">He moved on to a different target and tapped Amy on her shoulder.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You had steak for lunch didn’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh, yeah?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Amy rolled her eyes and didn’t bother with him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You also found a 10 dor bill and pocketed it instead of looking for the owner. Aw, Amy just did her first crime! I’m so proud of you!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah? What!? No! No! I didn’t! You’re lying!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Amy immediately panicked.
<span style="font-weight:400">How did he know!?
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake kept grinning and approached Rosa.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa didn’t lift her head and simply pointed her gun at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t even think about it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake sweated.
<span style="font-weight:400">He knew she was just joking and won’t actually shoot but…Rosa just makes it so believable.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake quickly backed away and approached Terry.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You had sd and…uhh, what’s that weird green smoothie?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t ask…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Terry said with nk eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake felt awkward and left him alone.
<span style="font-weight:400">Next, he touched Hitchcock…that was a big mistake.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ew! What the fuck Hitchcock!? Why were you doing that in the bathroom!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hitchcock sneered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ohe on, Jake. Don’t we all do it in the bathroom?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not during work!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hitchcock just shrugged.
<span style="font-weight:400">Amy finally couldn’t bear it and asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ok, what’s the deal here, Jake? What are you doing?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake immediately went back to his cheery old self and smiled smugly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Guess who now has po~wers~?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No way!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Boyle’s eyes opened wide.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right! Me!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jakeughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I can now see a recent memory of any object I touch. Pretty kewl huh?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Amy was speechless.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s cheating! You’ll be able to know who the criminal is just by touching the corpse or the weapon!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I know right!? Hahahaha!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, what? Are you a mutant now too?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa asked and Jake shook his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, Ben called me an Inhuman. It’s different from mutants and their X-genes. Apparently, I’m part alien and had an Inhuman gene so I gained that ability.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Terry sighed in relief.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I always knew you weren’t human…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake was speechless for a moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Suddenly, another figure appeared in the bullpen.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was Captain Holt.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever you are, your ability changes things. Sergeant Jeffords. Bring Peralta to the evidence room and have him touch evidence from any current ongoing case.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh, it isn’t all that powerful I can only see a few hours into the past at the moment.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then you better start training. In the evidence room.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jake was speechless again.
<span style="font-weight:400">He came here to brag and show off but he’s now going to be forced to work for a long time under the guise of training…
<span style="font-weight:400">…I shouldn’t havee here…