Transmigration

St. John's Parochial School, New York.

This school is located on the west coast of the great island of Manhattan. Next to Hudson River, where the well known Hell's Kitchen, is located in.

Although the prosperity of Manhattan is well know, judging by the name of Hell's Kitchen, we can tell that is it a bad place.

Walking across the narrow road, pushing open the rusty iron door, looking at the mottled siding and the many old furnishings in the interior. Everything in sight tells the outsiders to not judge the church school because of its fancy name. In fact, the church school doesn't even rank in the top 100 locally, let alone the country.

Against the background of dilapidated environment, the only bright side of this school is that the tuition fee is somewhat cheap. But every bright side has its down side, even though the tuition is cheap, there are a lot of theology lessons, whether you like it or not.

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"You will be strong, and fearless. You will forget your suffering. Brighter than noon, even when there is darkness, it will always feel like morning. Amen." The old teacher ended today's lecture with the same tone they used for decades.

All the students in the audience immediately stood up, then responded with a long tone of hesitation, "Amen".

The not so large classroom didn't regain its vitality until the teacher opened the door and walked into the distance.

The sunlight shone through the gap in the windows. Students were gathered in groups of two or three, talking through diverse topics. They intentionally or unintentionally isolated a corner of the classroom, where peace and quiet reigned in contrast of the noisy surrounding area.

The broken light shone on her long flax hair, high and straight nose. The mix of Chinese and Western blood makes her features more three-dimensional. The most striking thing was those big, slightly upturned eyes. And her pale amber pupils instantly make you think of wildness, pride…

"Skye !! Let's go eat quickly !" Amidst the cold stares, only one energetic black girl was friendly enough to greet her.

The mixed-race beauty sighed helplessly "I've already told you three times, Skye's a name that's used to get foster families to file for government subsidies. I'm going back to my real name now, Daisy Johnson, remember ? Repeat !

The pretty girl named Daisy quickly walked out of the classroom, she was going to look up some information with the help of the library's internet.

From a professional writer to a woman sitting in a corner of a classroom singing religious chants, it took a week for this mental journey to be officially reversed.

She remembers that she was sorting out a huge pile of American comics, and she was so dizzy that she went to sleep. But as soon as she fell asleep, she ended up here.

She had to get accustomed to all kind of things such as dressing, sleeping, the new language, and the list goes on and on. But it was a good thing that everyone was isolating her, so every abnormalities went unnoticed.

After crossing over, the three elements such as time, place, and character got investigated clearly.

It is July 2006, and the location is obviously New York. Although it is a bit embarrassing for a man to become a woman, as long as he didn't turn into a lizard, or a tree, or thrown into ancient times, the result was acceptable. There's just something wrong with the world, it's a world with Captain America and Stark Industries. This world, is the Marvel World.

This part of the character takes time to investigate. As the saying goes "Three parts are destined by God, seventy parts depends on hard work, and the remaining ninety part are given by parents." This is true in the Marvel World.

Having a good background and pedigree is more important than anything else, at least for most people.

As a former writer of American comic, after reviewing countless data, and thoroughly understanding all links, she hung up. She immediately realised that her body might have alien blood when she crossed over.

Daisy Johnson, code name Quake, these memories are very clear.

But was the body she was using the same Daisy or not? She spent three days seeking evidence from various data to prove that she was herself.

Luckily, she found an old sticky note from years ago with her name clearly written on it, Daisy Johnson

However, the predecessor has always been resistant to use this name, so she jokingly gave herself the name Skye, without even a last name.

So her real name is Daisy, and she used to go by the name Skye. She is of mixed race. Even though her biological parents are alive, she is considered as an orphan. And after several comparisons and evaluations from different aspect, she has come to realise that she is indeed Quake.

In the crisis filled world of Marvel, having powers and not having powers are two different concepts.

However, her power is not triggered by age nor emotional situation. Instead, it requires an extraterrestrial technological device to activate her specific genetic aspect.

Her blood comes from the Kree Empire, one of the three rogue empire in the universe. During the early war, the Kree needed a lot of cannon fodder, so they used genetic technology to modify a portion of the Earthlings to serve as their own soldiers.

Afterwards, this portion of Earth's population broke free from tree control, and then called themselves the Inhumans. Daisy's lineage comes from the Inhumans.

Normally, they are no different from ordinary people, and only through activation from the Terrigen Crystals can they acquire powers.

The crystals are produced in the city of Attilan, a city located on the far side of the Moon.

Going to the moon ? For Daisy, who has only 1 500 dollars, it's an impossible task to achieve. If she could easily land on the Moon, she wouldn't need any crystals or powers.

Fortunately, one crystal was left behind on Earth, and it eventually ended in the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Between the Moon and S.H.I.E.L.D., she believes the latter is more simpler.

In a world full of dangers, she needs strength, so she suppresses her fear and prepares to plan a move.

Besides a self-defence electric shocker, her predecessor didn't leave behind any combat-related abilities. But, she possesses excellent hacking skills, with control over several bots, servers, and a wealth of information. Those skills are the only means Daisy has at her disposal at the moment.

Three days later, with everything prepared, she swiftly logs into the bot, setting up multiple layers of camouflage.

Finally, through the internet, she dialled the target's phone

Jasper Sitwell is her target.

This bald, Indian-origin man with piercing eyes has a public identity as a United Nations staff member. However, his true role is the head of recruitment at the administrative department of S.H.I.E.L.D. And even more secretly, he is also a mid-level cadre within Hydra.

The Terrigen Crystal that Daisy needs is stored in a special warehouse within S.H.I.E.L.D., and this bald Indian is her crucial ally.

As a proficient hacker, it's not too difficult for her to find the phone number of the bald Indian.

Daisy meticulously reviewed the entire process in her mind and confirmed its accuracy. Opening her own second-hand laptop, she used phone tracking to locate Sitwell's position. When he reached a public place, she hacked into several nearby surveillance cameras, positioning them to monitor the area. Only then did she make the call."

Under the surveillance camera, Sitwell looked a bit puzzled. Not a lot of people had his private number, and he didn't even recognise the caller.

Looking around somewhat cautious, he hesitated for a moment before finally answering the call.

Daisy activated the voice changer she had prepared earlier, transforming her voice into a somewhat deep and masculine tone.

"Agent Sitwell, Mr. Whitehall requires your assistance," she said bluntly as she got straight to the point.