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"You knew Coulson was behind this project himself!" May shouted.
"Yes, I DID know," Sanchez said. "But even if I would, I couldn't tell it. That is how the rules work, and that's everything I have to say about it."
Sanchez went inside, and slammed the door behind her. Inside, Fitzsimmons and Skye were watching the news.
"Deathlock is still alive? Crap. That lightingbold should have killed him."
"I still can't believe you produced such a lightingbold," Simmons said. "That's scientiffically-"
"Simmons, the entire me is scientiffically impossible," Sanchez grinned. "But what's Deathlock doing in Bogota?"
"Why would he kill a drug lord with no ties to Hydra?"
"If they really are in Colombia, then Garrett and our Hijacked plane may not be in American airspace," Skye said. "We have to expand our search."
"He's not in Europe or Asia," Sanchez told them. "I would know that."
"Can't you just beam him to us or something?" Skye asked. "That would make everything way easier."
Sanchez started to laugh.
"If I did everything with my powers, the entire world would come to me, seeking help. So no. I only use them when I want to, or when I am commanded to."
"But why-"
"Gosh Skye, for the so maniest time, that are the rules," Fitz sighed. "I know you are used to break them, but she explained it plenty enough times. She just can't."
Someone knocked on the wall.
"Guys, you wanna come in here for a minute?"
Coulson called them in to the other room, where May was drawing on a board.
"This is just about everything we've been dealing with. And this connects them all," Coulson explained, pointing at the 'Hydra' part on the bord. "Cybertek built Deathlok, shipped items to Quinn, who was working for the Clairvoyant, who turned out to be Garrett, who planted Ward on our bus because he wanted to know why I didn't stay dead. Should have drawn another chart for this part."
"No, I get it," Fitz said. "Garrett has been developing Centipede's serum all this time."
"Yes."
"And he wants GH-325 as his final ingredient, a way to stabilise his soldiers," Simmons said.
"And it's why Ward came back for the harddrive, it had all of our research about Coulson and Skye. It's all on there."
"But it's not the only thing on there," Coulson explained. "Skye left them a little surprise."
"A trojan horse. It's been slowly mapping every system they've uploaded it to."
Fitzsimmons were all excited, and Sanchez grinnend.
"I bet it's as good as the siege of Troy. Can't forget the look on that one soldier's face when we took the city."
Everyone looked at her.
"Too soon?"
"But there's still a little problem," Coulson told them, ignoring their comment.
"I didn't have enough time to build it, so we need to plug this into one of their computers, to activate it," Skye said, pointing at them with an usb stick. "Spoiler alert, we can't seem to find one."
"I think we have," May said. "Garrett and Cybertech have been working together for years. If it's on Garrett's system-"
"It's on Cybertech's."
"Which is why we're going in into one of their offices," May continued.
"We have no authority to do this. We're no longer SHIELD agents. We're-"
"Vigilantes," Fitz said.
"I was gonna say, doing this because it's the right thing to do, but, yeah. So if you're with me, I'm gonna finish what I started. I'll be dammed if I'm gonna let Garrett and Ward get away with murder. And I want my plane back."
Sanchez laughed. "Couldn't have said it better myself. But, to act like a vigilante, there is one specific thing to do. Something very important."
"Which is what?" Simmons asked.
"Don't give a damn."
*
"Okay, we'll see you this afternoon."
Coulson did his Phone away, while he walked to the others at the pool.
"We're on with the R&D department up at Cybertek's Palo Alto offices," he told the others. Fitz leaned back in his chair, with a head like thunder.
"It'll be okay, Fitz," Skye said. "No matter how deep they dig, they'll only find the new identities I've created."
"It's not that," he said. "It's the idea of giving them access to all of our designs."
"Like they're touching your baby," Sanchez replied. "Know the feeling."
"We're not actually giving them anything," Coulson answered. "We just need to get inside so we can plug Skye's flash drive into one of their computers. You don't have to go."
"It's not that either," Fitz replied. "It's Ward. What if Garrett put an exploding eye into him, to control him? Maybe that's why he betrayed us.
"I'm pretty sure there's a much simpler reason," Skye answered. "He's evil."
"Well, I don't believe that people are born evil. Something must have happened."
"When he was like twelve, yeah," Sanchez murmled.
"What happend when he was twelve?"
"Oops. Have said too much already," she answered. "But let this be clear. I've seen the man his soul, and if he had been under control, I wouldn't have sended a lightingbold in his direction. Before you ask; I'm glad I did it."
She went back inside, while Tripp walked into their direction with a great box.
"Hey, sorry it took so long. My mom was real sentimental about grandfather's howling commando stuff."
He pointed at the box in his hands, and the eyes of Fitz and Skye became great.
"Come inside," Coulson told him.
"You should talk to Sanchez some time. She knew him."
*
"Trip was generous enough to offer up some of his granddad's spy tech to help us out, so we should systematically take a full inventory of ev... Oh, my god. Is that a handheld hypno-beam?"
"One of the original betas," answered Trip Coulson his question. "See how it has the switch on the bottom?"
"The production models moved it to the side. This is amazing. Almost as cool as-"
"Transistorized blast gun."
Both of them started to laugh, and Skye and Sanchez rolled their eyes.
" Ah, ha, ha. Okay," Skye said. "The two of you can get a room later, but we have a plane to catch. Where did they buy this from, the back of a comic book?"
"No girl, that's not really-"
She pressed something, and a lamp in the room started to fire Sparks.
"It knocks power out at a ten foot radius," Trip explained.
Everyone was all excited about the howling commando stuff, but Sanchez... She had a little flashback. God, sometimes she missed the old days, when she was around with Peggy and the others. It were good days."
She awoke from her flashback because an alarm went off. Fitz had put the curtains on fire with one of the gadgets. Everyone sighed, and Sanchez turned the fire off with a movement of her hand.
*
Location: Cybertek Coporation, Palo Alto, California
Time: Afternoon
Sending Coulson and May in as Scientists. Sanchez sighed when she flew as a raven over the building. When she had found the room where Coulson and May were, she sat down at one of the branches from the three outside.
This... This would be one of the most terrible ideas ever. This was definitely gonna be in her list of "worst ideas ever heard in my life," between the invention of the atom bomb, and the decision of Odin to let Loki stay alive.
While the conversation inside continued, she looked at the car in front of the building. Everything looked perfectly calm. But for how long?
The moment May started a conversation about ICER bullets, Sanchez had seen enough, and flew back to the car. On the roof, she sended 'mind' messages to Trip and Skye.
"Nothing special to see in the building. Other ideas?"
"Go to the fourth floor. There's something diffrent overthere," Skye replied by voice. Sanchez made a bird sound, and left again.
"She had to transform into a bird," Skye sighed.
"Yeah girl. We're Lucky to have her," Trip replied.
"May, Coulson, can you get to the fourth floor?" Skye asked. "There's something there."
In the meanwhile, cat Sanchez (Yeah... she had transformed into a cat. She was a fan of Harry Potter), had been witness of May kicking ass.
"Really? A cat?"
"Mew."
She followed May and Coulson, who took some laser cigarettes, and made an entrance to the special room on the fourth floor.
"Skye... I think I know why you couldn't find the main frame," Coulson said.
Sanchez changed back to her normal form.
"The only way out is a large file transfer."
"What do you mean?" Skye her voice sounded.
"There isn't one. All the files are hard copies."
"That's why he was typing during our meeting," May said. "But now we're here. We might as well look around."
"Wait," Sanchez said. "Let me look first."
She ran on top speed through the room, until she had found something interesting.
"Overhere!" She whispered. "Project Deathlock."
"How can all of this be project Deathlock?" Coulson asked.
"1990... How far does this thing go back?"
They were looking for a while, until they had found something else what was very interesting.
"Garrett was the first deathlock," Coulson said. They were still looking through the file, but they heard someone in the corridor.
"Come'on, let's go. Skye, Trip, get ready for a large file transfer," Coulson said.
"How large?" Skye asked.
They threw the entire file cabinet outside.
"And this is the moment I give the two of you a ride downstairs," Sanchez said. She took them by the arms, and a few seconds later, they stood downstairs, next to the car.
"Let's go!" Sanchez yelled.