Picking up the pieces
My eyelids felt heavy. I slowly blinked them open, trying to ignore the pounding of my head and the terrible ache of my body. I tried to sit up but my limbs wouldn't move. The heart monitor next to me went crazy as I lit on fire. I spit out the tube in my mouth and groggily managed to sit up. I was wrapped completely in bandages. Simmons came running in, panicked. "Woah, woah, calm down. Give the sedatives a minute to wear off." I coughed and may or may not have gotten a tiny bit of blood on my blanket. I groaned as my shoulder stretched to move me to a sitting position. My voice was surprisingly hoarse. "How long was I out?" I asked. Simmons made a concerned face. "Counting your time as a captive? Around two months." I sighed. "I'm really starting to hate remembering things. I'd rather not know. But, in the end, I'm probably better off for it." Simmons pressed the intercom button. "Ari is awake." Within minutes, I was being swarmed by all of S.H.I.E.L.D. I was grateful yet ashamed when I saw Daisy. I didn't feel like sharing recent developments with the team. She embraced me so tight I nearly started screaming. "Oh. Sorry.." I laughed, then started coughing. "It's okay. And it's good to see you all again." I felt surprisingly guilty for not telling Daisy. I gulped down a few pints of water while Daisy updated me on recent events. Simmons got a call from Fitz and had to go down to the lab. She returned around ten minutes later with a grimm face. Daisy stood and Simmons pulled her off to the side. Daisy looked at me in shock and awe. She too looked guiltily at me.
Daisy's POV
I couldn't believe it.
Ari could never know.
She wasn't human at all.
Simmons had gotten word on the DNA test that Fitz had been analyzing. The first one she had gotten had markers of Inhuman DNA, but now they had rescrambled. But the simple fact is that she, like me, was only half Inhuman.
She was half asguardian.
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Ari's POV
I started rehab two weeks later, due to my insistance. I was walking within the month with hard work and determination. Simmons was reluctant to let me start therapy, considering the fact that I was refusing medication via injection. I was haunted by my time in that cage and by my new memories. Freshly among them was more memories of the interrogation room. Lincoln looked a little bit cautious, empathetic, and hurt that I couldn't stand to get close to him. I just couldn't bring myself to conjure fire, even though Daisy thought it would accelerate healing. I wasn't myself.
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Some time later
Daisy was furious. She stomped around the room, oblivious to Lincoln, Hunter, and Joey standing behind her. "You know, ever since you were taken, you've been hiding something big. I don't know what it is, but you need to be honest. We already know what happened in that brick room. Go on, tell me what you're hiding. I've been nothing but honest to you." I was fuming, personally. Well, literally. I was on fire. "Honest? I know the dirty and pitiful looks you send at me. The guilty ones you and Simmons share. You want to know what I'm hiding? The truth? Fourteen years ago I went through terragenesis. I was thrown off of a ship, shot, and stabbed, then encased in rock for ten years. When I emerged with only a minor wound to my shoulder, I spent a year being experimented on and when I finally broke free, I held my best friend's cold, dead body in my arms. Then, I was stole for two years and ended up here, where I was tortured for one and a half months and nearly died. And what's worst of all, the big secret that tears me apart inside, is that it was all Ward's fault." Daisy seemed even guiltier. "How could it even be his fault...?" She said quietly. "Fifteen years ago, we graduated from Operations as partners. He was supposed to be there for me. I trusted him. Every time he slipped, I paid the price. I was tortured once because he slipped up during our first undercover mission and shot someone." I pulled up my sleeves to reveal the burns and spark marks. "One day, we got a mission. We were escorting an asset on a ship and were attacked by mercenaries. He, of course, was Hydra, so he pretended to be apprehended under the deck. I was shot, then tackled into the middle of a hurricane, and stabbed in my gunshot wound." With that, I unwrapped the bandage on my shoulder. "The man who kidnapped me and tortured me for do long and almost killed me was the man who tackled me into the water. He was hired by Hydra to get me, but he had a grudge and I almost died because of it. I can't stand to light a fire, or go near water, or even stand near Lincoln now. Is that what you wanted to hear? Is it?" Daisy was clearly still pissed but empathetic. "Well, the truth of all truths is that you aren't even human! There! I said it!" I stumbled back. "What?" A sharp pain pierced my neck and I closed my eyes, falling forward. Confused shouts filled my cloudy hearing. I heard a loud thud beside me and felt myself being picked up. My consciousness did not stay long as I was carried out.
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