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Part One. Chapter Three.


The Failed Interrogation.

 

 

 

"And how is the Princess doing today?" Agent Coulson, whom I now call Phil, asked with a smile as he walked me down a corridor. I was at what Erik called S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters. Erik and I had to travel from Virginia to New York for a monthly checkup. Months have passed since the accident, and I have grown to adjust to my new life without my old memories.

    "I am doing rather fine, thank you." I replied, politely and smiled. My eyes wandered around as I followed Phil. There were a lot of doors down this hallway that were no doubt locked and 'top secret'. Everything here seemed to be that way. "Why couldn't Erik join us?" I wondered out loud.

       "Director Fury wanted to talk to you privately."

      "Oh." I said. Sensing my uneasiness, Phil sent me another smile and patted my back almost reassuringly. "Don't worry, Princess. You've done nothing bad. Fury just wants to know how you've been doing."

    "Without having Erik's presence influence me," I finished for him. Phil raised an eyebrow, a bit taken back by my response. It's been a habit of mine, recently; to surprise adults with how much I understood. Judging by Phil's expression, I came to a conclusion that I was right.

      "You're unlike any other kid I know, Astryd," he mumbled.

     "Is that bad?" I asked, biting my lip a bit worried, remembering when the boy at the park had called me a ‘weird’. I just wanted to fit in, to feel like I belonged somewhere, and as much as Erik tried, I knew I just didn’t belong.

   "No, not at all. You're just very mature for your age and speak very properly, that's all." Phil reassured as we finally came to a stop. We were at the dead end of the hall, and right in front of us was a door. Phil pressed a button and a red light beamed towards his eye, scanning it. The light then turned green, and the door automatically opened leaving me intrigued.

   Standing in front of a computer screen, staring intently at it was Director Fury. His attention flew to us as he heard the door open. Next to him was the doctor who had revised me when I first woke up, Dr. Stanley. I caught a glimpse of the computer screen before Fury closed the page and gulped. It was a profile about me.

   "Astryd," Fury greeted as he sent me a nod. I managed a smile in response, knowing that Fury wasn't like other people and wasn't accustomed to loving and friendly greetings. "Have fun with your Uncle Fury, Princess. I'll come for you later and take you back to Erik." Phil whispered to me. I only had time to nod before he left.

   "Why do you observe and study me so often?" I questioned, glancing at the now blank computer screen. Dr. Stanley sat in a chair behind Fury with all his attention was on the files in front of him. 

    "You are an intriguing being." Fury answered, motioning for me to sit down.

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