Sometimes things are more magical than you know ~ Agents of SHIELD #wattys2015

End of the beginning (70)

"What the hell do you think you're doing? You are not supposed to be there!"
Andromeda was sitting on the couch in silence, having an argument with her brother, through their connection of minds. Apparently, their creators were not happy with her decision to join the team temporarly as herself... Sort of.
"I will obey their wish, but that will not mean I won't be helping them as myself."
Skye came out of the interrogation room, where she had been giving the coordinates and other information to the others, who would be going on the search for the potential clairvoyant.
"Not now."
"If you are not going to obey, I might need to come in."
"Don't you dare," Andromeda hissed, but her brother had already left.
"Trouble?" Skye asked. Andromeda made a face.
"Do not be a family member from the god of the death," she murmled. "Brother and sister fights everywhere."
"The others have just left," Skye said. "Shouldn't you be with someone?"
"Nope," Andromeda replied. "Which gives us time to talk."
"Why that?"
"I don't even know how old I am anymore, because I am born at the dawn of the universe. Yes, I do know Thor, I was his teacher once. Weren't that the answers you wanted to know?"
Skye said nothing, but Andromeda already knew the answer.
"I can read minds, by the way, so be carefull with what you're thinking, please."
Skye giggled a bit embarassed.
"You must be... So old. You must have seen so many things. Did you know-?"
"The avengers from the first day they saw the light of life? Yes, yes I did. I have even fought alongside captain America and agent Carter, but they only didn't knew that."
Skye said nothing. Again.
"You know, a normal person would be burning with questions for someone like me. Don't you-"
"I know! I mean... I know. But the fact is, I have so many questions, that I even do not know what to ask."
"Then I think it is wise that we start from the beginning," Andromeda said. "No one knows the story of how I joined the avengers."
And from that moment on, the only thing Skye could do, was listening to the story of Andromeda, from how the avengers had been meeting up at the helicarrier, how Andromeda had revealed herself as the old teacher from Thor, instead of a level four agent. How she had revealed herself as the mighty goddes she was, to all the avengers.
"How do you-"
"How do I know everything about everyone? That's very simple. That's what I do. I know every living being in the universe, as long as it is alive, and I can transform in each living creation possible. And I even know your life story, and how it will end."
Skye wanted to ask that one burning question, but Andromeda was faster.
"Now you want to ask me that one burning question of course, about your parents. Oh, believe me, I know everything about that. But unfortunately, it isn't that easy."
"Why not?" Skye asked.
"Oh Skye. Have you ever read Percy Jackson?"
"Yes, but I don't see-"
"In the books of Percy Jackson, the gods use demi-gods, to do the dirty work. And they never interfer with the mortals themselves. You should imagine this; How would it be if everything happend what people ask from god? What would happen if a criminal asked for thunder, and he would also get it?"
"Life would be too easy for us if we Always asked the gods for help, but I don't understand-"
"And besides of all that, there is one very important thing left. My creators, the Norns, gods bless every single one of them, who live in the gardens of destiny, under the holy tree the Yggdrassil, and have made every wire of every living being in the universe. They have also made yours. If I would tell you everthing I knew, that would bring your entire future in danger. You have to wait until the time is right. And even I would do it, I couldn't, because they have simply forbidden me to do such things. I-"

Andromeda stood immediately right.

"The son of a bitch."

She disappeared, leaving Skye behind on the couch.

*

"Luckily, the med-team got to him."

Blake had been injured by deathlock. Seriously injured. And Andromeda had been too late to get to him, something she blamed herself for.

"I wouldn't call anyone in critical condition Lucky," May said. Andromeda agreed.

"Deathlock is more dangerous then we thought," May said. "He fired six shots, did not seem to face him."

"What did you expect, with an armor like that," Andromeda murmled. No one gave a response.

"Any word on Thomas Nash?" Garrett asked.

"Negative," May replied. "He's a ghost. The facility has him listed as a resident, but it's all a cover up."

"Blah blah blah, he's probably right laughing at us," Garrett murmled.

"And yet Mr. Peterson was waiting for you and Blake at the facility," Coulson said. "Why?"

"Probably the same reason why he went after Garrett. We're getting too close. He's tryig to take us out.

"This shoudn't have happend," Hand said. "Back-up should have been there alongsides agents Blake and May."

"The clairvoyant has seen us coming," Garrett replied. Hand and he started a fight about how good the plan had been, but Andromeda rolled her eyes.

"I don't care if I am a level six or not, but if the two of you don't shut up, I might cut someone's throat. And yeah, I know that I am not supposed to talk like this, my apologises agent Hand, but there is something that all of you need to see."

They walked back to the table in the lab, and Andromeda showed them the two magasins from Blake his gun.

"What do we see?" She asked. No one answered, and she sighed.

"I am seriously smarter then all of you. There is a tracker in deathlock. Go! Where are we waiting for?"