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

Beginning of the end (86)

"It is a real blood-bath, sir. And it looks like Coulson and his people got away."
Garrett his men had been butchered. Literally. And the drug... The drug that had been given to him, it had changed a lot.
That day a lightingbold had been shot at deathlock and Ward... That was the day he had learned to tie the pieces. The silly goddess who had been working for Phil for a while, was around. One of the masterpieces of evolution. And god, Garrett wanted to have her. He wanted her so badly. She was a part of the universe. Since the day Ward had put foot on Phil his plane. Speaking about Ward, pieces of his arms were burned. Second and Third degree. Not that bad that the nerves were destroyed. So yeah. It was pretty painfull for him. And this day... This day, the two puppy scientists from Coulson had been brought to him, and as a result of unfortunate reasons, he had to use the miracle drug. But it had openend his mind.
"Tell me more, son. I want to hear it," he replied.
Such a special piece of the universe. It intrigued him.
"All their organs are gone sir, without that they're even opened up. Like they've... Disappeared out of their bodies."
"Marvellous."
He threw the Phone away, and took a piece of the lab door.
"Are you all right?" Ward asked.
"What does it look like?" Garrett replied. "Never better, son. I need a nail. GET ME A NAIL!" He shouted. "Get me one!"
With the nail, Garrett started to carve into the lab door.
"I'm just getting some ideas down," he told Ward. Then he laughed.
"I can't keep everything into my head."
"God, I need to be honest with you John," Ward said. "Looks like you kinda losing it."
"I'm alive, for the first time, thanks to you," Garrett grinned. "It took some hits along the way, but we did it. We did it!"
"Can't believe it," Ward responded. His hand touched one of the burned places on his arm.
"This is everything we've been working towards. Saving you."
He signed.
"Our way was Always a line to that end, right?"
"Simbiotic," Garrett replied. "
"And here we are. I mean, it's not like we're true believers, right? Don't get me wrong, I'll go were you go, and there is for sure something wrong with Sanchez, but she, really being a god? That sounds like nonsense to me. And are we really planning a coup?"
"More of an uprising," Garrett answered. "This has become bigger then Hydra. Ward, you have taken good care of me, you gave me everything I wanted. It is time for you to decide what it is you want. I'll see that you get to it, son."
Ward smiled.
"Oh, I can do everything right now," Garrett murmled, and he continued with his carvings.

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"The Trojan horse worked," Skye said. "It gives us the access to the system we wanted. Our secret weapon. We have now eyes on their operations, in the palm of my hand."
They were on the jet, preparing for the next step in their plan.
"Only more eyes then viewcare," Trip murmled.
Coulson walked in from the cockpit. The expression on his face didn't promise any good.
"What is it?" May asked.
"Fitzsimmons' tracker crossed the ocean," Coulson said. "It's in New Mexico."
"They managed to tag the plane?" Skye asked.
"I can hear a 'but,' coming up," Sanchez sighed.
"It appears so. But they're not answering."
"No..."
"We can't think of that right now," Coulson said. "They may have been captured, either way, they risked everything to put a tracker on that plane for us, now we know exactly where Garrett is, and Skye can exactly see what Garrett is doing. If Fitz and Simmons are still alive, then catching Garrett is our only shot at  finding them."
"Before you continue," Sanchez interrupted, " Fitzsimmons is the exact reason I can't help with the next part of the plan."
"We are outnumbered, and you are abandonning us?!" Skye asked.
"I am not abandonning you," Sanchez sighed. "I only have to obey. It is as simple as that."
"Did you get new orders?" Coulson asked.
"If I answer that question, I'm affraid I have to do something worse then kill you," she replied. "And I have to leave for a while. You'll understand in the end."
"But we need you!" Skye yelled. "I mean, without you-"
"You are perfectly capable of taking care of yourself," Sanchez answered. "And I will not leave you unprotected."
Sanchez vanished in nothing, but outside, a few noises sounded. Everyone pulled their guns, but when the ramp of the plane opened, someone familiar came into the jet.
"Someone asked for back-up?" Agent Borguez asked.

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Somewhere entirely else, Sanchez appeared on a plane.
"Scared he would cry if you left?"
Sanchez made a face, and walked from the spot she had appeared on.
"Fury. You look like you've been living under a bridge."
"You don't like the new look?" He asked with a grin. Sanchez grinned back.
"I adore it. Suits you better then the eyepatch."
"Shut up," he growled.
They walked through an entrance, and came in another part of the plane.
"How's the rest of the operation going?"
"Looking out for the scientists," Fury told her. "They've activated their beacon."
"It would cost less time if I told you were to look for them," Sanchez said. "I already hate it I am not allowed to save them. Then I can better make sure their save is fast."

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"We only get one shot at this, so let's go over the plan one more time to make sure we're clear on exactly what we're doing, okay?"
They were prepearing for their plan at the Cybertek base.
"Borguez will take care for everything in our way, while Trip and I will crest the ridge, use a noisemaker to grab a three-wheel, maybe something with more fireworks, and open a window for you two. You crawl in, grab the dealer, force his hand. He'll get us our ace in the hole, and then Bob's your uncle."
" Roger that," Skye said.
"Makes it sound easy," Tripp said.
"Because it is," Borguez grinned.
"Coulson, it's a solid plan you've mapped out, but it hinges on a gamble - a big one," May said when she handed him a gun.
"And back up isn't coming. It'll be just the five of us. Sanchez can't do anything, otherwise we'll have three very angry Asguardians on our ass. We'll be outmanned and outgunned. But Fury always said... a man can accomplish anything when he realizes he's a part of something bigger. A team of people who share that conviction can change the world. So, what do you say? You ready to change the world?"
May her face expression didn't change.
"No. I'm ready to kick some ass."
"That works, too," Coulson answered. Borguez grinned again.
"Miss May... I like the way you're thinking. We'll be enjoying ourselves."
"Specially you," May responded. "This is your department."