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

End of the beginning (72)

On the lowest level of the building... She could hear everything perfectly. Agent Garrett and agent Coulson had just ran in into eachother, and it would not take long before they would arrive in the small room. The room with Thomas Nash, the man from who everyone thought that he was the clairvoyant.
But oh... She knew better. She knew so much better. She knew what was destend to happend, and destend to be. And for now... For now she would make sure that the wishes of her brother and her creators would happen. Sort of.
"I know every single piece of the knowledge that there is to know," she whisperd, touching the man his arm. "My brother will collect you soon enough in his kingdom, you can be sure of that."
At the same moment, Coulson and Garrett came in.
"Hello boys."
Andromeda putted her dagger bag where it belonged. Full of surprise, Coulson and Garrett looked at the screens, which where surrounding the man in the middle, Thomas Nash. They took him under shot immediately.
"I guess this was who you were looking for?"
"Hell we were," Garrett replied.
"Agent Coulson, Agent Garrett, I surrender."
Ward, May, and other members of the team came in a few minutes later, also pointing their weapons at Thomas Nash.
"Forgive me if we don't shake hands. I don't like to be touched."
"Don't touch anything," Coulson ordered. "We need this room first swapped from explosives."
"There are no traps here, Agent Coulson," the computer sounding voice of Nash sounded through the room. "You are here, because we are destend to meet."
"Yeah, I can confirm that," Andromeda said. "It is meant to be."
"You are the clairvoyant?" Garrett asked.
"I am Thomas Nash," He answered. "Mr. Po gave me the other name. A bit... Dramatic, for my taste."
"Liar," Andromeda replied.
"Eyes open everybody," Coulson said. "We don't know if Deathlock is down here, or somebody else."
"Mr. Peterson is gone. I cut his feed, so you won't find him."
"That's true, unfortunately," Andromeda sighed.
"Did we ask for a speaking lie detector?" Garrett growled.
"No, you did not. But you will need it."
"Did Mr. Peterson lead us down here?" Coulson asked. "Why?"
"So I could see you with my own eyes, instead of his," the answer sounded. "Now I understand why I couldn't see you, after you died. Because you yourself, could not see."
Andromeda took her dagger, and pressed the blade against Nash his throat. Everyone in the little room made sure that his weapon was shot ready.
"Mr. Nash... I will ask this once. To everyone in here. Would everyone be nice enough to stop telling lies for once?"
"Lady Andromeda, calm down," Coulson said, but she did not want to listen.
"I bet you know exactly who I am, don't you? You see, the past couple of days, I have heard so much about you. 'Clairvoyant here,' or 'Oh no, this is impossible. Clairvoyants do not exist.' Well, let me tell you a little story. As a collegue clairvoyant, you should be the only one who understands me. Knowing every dirty little secret about everyone in this room. Doesn't that frustrate you? Doesn't it eat you from the inside out?"
Coulson looked at May. This was going wrong. This wasn't an act from Andromeda anymore. She had one of her 'God I hate it to be the goddess of the living, and I want to die' moods.
"I know we were destend to meet this day, with agent Coulson, agent Garrett, and just everyone from our little happy family. I also know the day you are destend to die, and from who his hand."
They had to do something. Now. Andromeda was breaking her own rules.
"You are meant to die today, Mr. Nash. I know you are not the real clairvoyant. I know you are just a chess piece in the game of the enemy I am just not allowed to reveal. I know every dirty little secret. And it is such a pity I messed up the surprise. You had planned to start talking about Skye, how you had seen her, bleeding dead in agent Coulson his arms. That would be the moment that agent Ward would have shot you. But I guess we can better help him out, now he already knows the grand final."
Everything happend faster then everyone could realise. Andromeda pointed her hand at Ward. Ward pulled the trigger. The sound of a gunshot sounded.

*

"HOW COULD YOU BE THIS IRRESPONSIBLE?!"
Fitz and Skye did not know what was happening. Coulson was giving the fricking goddess of the livin a hell preach about being responsible. They could hear him shout, while they were down in the lab.
Up stairs, Coulson lowered his voice.
"How could you do this?"
"I can't tell you that, Phil. You know that."
"Besides that, May and I have seen what happend to you in that room, Dre. You were having your mood switch again."
"Oh, you mean those mood switches where I go all 'I hate everything?' That wasn't that Coulson. Hell know. It was so much more. But you'll find out tonight."
She left his office, but Coulson followed her downstairs.
"I am not done-"
"Yes you are."
Her irises started to glow bright red for a few seconds, something what only happend when she was really angry. It also made Coulson remember to who he was talking.
"Listen to me Coulson. This is what I am gonna do. I am going to take a magazine, and I am going to sit down on a couch here. Within two hours, everything will be set in motion. You better start counting down."
"Lady Andromeda?"
She rose an eyebrow.
"What will start?"
"You'll know when you are patient enough."

Andromeda was on page twenty from her magazine, when she saw Coulson going to the interrogation room.
He had realised it. It wouldn't take long anymore.
She also knew that at the same moment, Fitz had gone to the cockpit, and was seconds away from discovering an encrypted line over there, which was been used by May the last couple of months.
May herself just passed her, on her way to the cockpit.
"May?"
"Hm?"
"They'll find out tonight. Fitz knows."
A few minutes later, Fitz passed her, looking slightly nervous. Skye came from the opposite direction.
"Fitz! I was just looking for you."
"What? I didn't do anything!"
"I didn't say you did. What did you do?"
Andromeda giggled. Skye and Fitz looked at her.
"What?"
"Nothing," Andromeda replied.
"Well... Eh... I'm not quiet sure, actually... Cause ehm... I was just down in the maintenance room... Ehm, okay. Why would May have an unautorised encrypted hardline, in the cockpit, complete with a thumb-scanner?"
Andromeda started to laugh.
"This is not funny, dumb thing you are!" Skye hissed.
"You are the one, calling me dumb?" Andromeda laughed. "Look at yourself. May is not the traitor you are looking for. To be honest, I had expected the two of you would find out sooner than now."
She started to laugh harder. Skye and Fitz... They did not understand anything from it anymore.
"I swear, people from Midguard are so stupid. People are lying in front of Coulson his face, and he does not see it. You are looking for a traitor, and you are looking at the wrong person."
"That's it. I'm going to get Coulson," Skye growled angrily.
"Do that, pretty face," Andromeda replied. "You'd better bring him down to the cargo hold. Then you'll understand."

"At exactly 8.6 seconds, Coulson, Skye, and Fitz will come in here, and everything will change. So what's your plan?"
Andromeda had spoken this abruptly, that May had fired a shot. The bullet transformed into a flower.
"I don't have one. You know that I can't tell him the truth."
"Not now indeed, but to prepare you, when he finds out, it will be hard to gain his trust back."
"Put your gun down!"
"You see, told you," Andromeda said. Coulson was standing on the balcony, with a loaded gun. Unfortunately... The man was pissed.
"The two of you better start telling me what the hell is going on here. I am sick of your lies."
"Coulson, it is not what you think!"
Skye came out of the lab, also with a loaded Icer, poiting it at May and Andromeda.
"You better use that on May, pretty face," Andromeda replied. "Those things don't work on me."
"Stop with lying, Dre!" Coulson yelled. "You know something that we don't, and you are able to tell it. I know."
"Coulson, we can't!" Both May and Andromeda replied.
"You'd better listen to him," Skye said.
"You have no idea what you are doing," May replied.
"Maybe you don't. But you can't handle the both of us."
"But I can," Andromeda replied. "Coulson, trust us on this one, otherwise I am forced to kill Skye, bring her back, kill her even more painfully, and kill her again. It is your call."
Coulson was mad at her. O yeah. But he also knew that Andromeda was not joking.
The plane started to move. And not like it was supposed to do.
"See, that's what happends!" Andromeda yelled. "You start acting like a prick, and this is what happends!"
The plane was changing cours immediately, and everyone fell down, except Andromeda. Who ever was in control now... They were in a hurry.
"What did you do, where are we going?" Coulson asked.
"I don't know, I didn't do it Phil!" May yelled "I don't know what's happening, I swear-"
"We're being taken to the hub," Andromeda said.
"The fun is starting."