What is your name?

Edris. POV.

"Nice looking jet. Our tax dollars are really being put to good use."

True to her word. The drive took a couple hours. Hill decided to give me the silent treatment. I don't blame her, really. Been told I'm quite annoying.

"Prototype. Stark and Richards." She said as she got out of the car and slammed the door.

"Like Tony Stark?" I asked to myself while quickly grabbing my bag and following her. I caught up to her after a light jog. "Tony Stark helped build this?"

"Affirmative."

"Oh."

"Problem." We just approached the jet and the back door slid down to show a massive interior.

"No… It's just I'm entering a Jet Tony Stark made. Dude's like the smartest man alive." She walked up the ramp and sat down in the cockpit.

"He's one of them. Also, very annoying. You two would get along." I sat down in the seat next to her's smiling.

"Thanks."

"Wasn't a compliment."

"Was for me."

Tony Stark made this Jet. Well helped make it with this Richards guy. Probably a nobody. Some lab nerd, crunching numbers. But Tony Stark is the man. A Genius. A Playboy. And a multi googlioninaire. I don't really know if that's a real number. Just imagine a lot of numbers. This man is what every kid in the ghetto wants to be.

"Could I meet him?" Hill stopped pressing buttons and turned to me.

"If you are referring to Tony Stark, that is a no. He doesn't even know he designed this jet. As for Richards, he's not really around that much."

"So, how'd you get the jet?"

"We're Shield."

"That doesn't answer anything." She turned and started to press buttons again.

"I don't care. We'll be in Japan in 30."

"That's not possible."

"Say's the man who can turn himself into a bonfire. Buckle up." With that, the ship lurched in the sky and shot off.

Causing me to yell. In a manly manner. Extremely dignified. Then being bounced around the jet, as Hill smirked to herself.

I have this strange feeling she doesn't like me.

Japan.

"We're here." The ship abruptly stopped, causing me to slam into one of the walls with a bench on it. My body sprawled about in odd angles.

"My body, may not be able to break as easy anymore, but I can still feel pain." Hill just unbuckled and walked to one of the lockers.

"Suit up."

"I don't appreciate being used as a pinball." I groaned out, as one of my fingers snapped into place. "You broke one of my fingers. Do you know how hard that is?"

"Fury, we're at the drop off point." She had her finger to her ear, listening to whatever Director Cyclops was saying.

"I think I threw up somewhere too." I finally got to my feet, and slowly got to my bag. "Found it." I pointed to one of the corners, lined with my stomach acid.

I sat down in the cockpit and rolled my mask over my head. Pulling out the rest of the suit I whistled. God it was beautiful.

"Time's ticking." Hill said from a computer area that just appeared. In my time bouncing all over the place, I didn't see that once.

"Yeah, Yeah." In goes the head, then the arms, then the legs. Like a little kid ready for his first day of school. I practically ran out the door. Or ramp. Ramp door? A door, but it's a ramp. I have no idea how this ship works and I love it.

"I have eyes on the compound. Approach with caution. Many armed guards." Hill was listing off, and I just stared at her. "Why are you still here?"

"It's just I'm super bullet proof, and also wondering if I can just torch the entire place."

"That would not be appreciated. It's supposed to be an in and out. We don't need the U.N on our ass." And I just threw my hands in the air.

"I'll be back in five. When I get back, we are having a very serious discussion, on where Shield sits on legal fence." I walked out of the jet and smelled the air.

God. What a beautifully smelling random place in Japan. Super awesome. There's like a sign here. A bush too. Some flowers. I pulled up my wrist.

"Hill you read me?"

"Clear."

"Yeah…Where am I going exactly."

"North."

"My oh my, how that clears things up."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Not at all."

"Just look at the sun." I looked up, to find the sun lowering to my left, or rising to my left.

"Yup. I have no idea how to use the sun as a compass."

"…"

"Hill?" I pulled my wrist closer and tapped on it. "Hill?"

"Press the globe icon on your wrist." I did that, and a map of where I am showed up.

"I got a map here."

"What else?" I looked around.

"I can see some rivers. Some numbers too. I think there's a mountain in front of me."

"Look at the top right you idiot."

"There's a compass."

"Now go do your job."

"Loud and clear." The arrow was pointing straight at the mountain. I ignited and flew low and fast.

"I hope you don't burn anything down."

"We can check the mic piece in the suit off. I can hear you just fine."

"Perfect. You're reaching some high temperatures. 3000°F"

"Hotter and hotter everyday."

"I'm cutting off connection."

"No wait!" A snap was heard and then nothing. "Well. If I do anything bad. It's her fault." I slowed down as I saw stone stairs, and a banner with a Hydra on it, with some white marking, and red symbols. I unignited and observed it. "What a way to tell people you're the bad guys."

"Well. We don't get many visitors around here." A bald man, with very questionable facial hair was walking down the stairs with his hands behind his back. To his right, a giant man made out of stone. "Hello. I'm Sparks." He pointed to the man next to him. "This is Rockslide."

"Man, made out of rocks. Rockslide? Creative." He just shrugged and I nodded.

"How can we assist you?" He placed his arms back behind his back and smiled thinly.

"Ban tên là gì" I crossed my arms and smiled. Silence followed. Then some more. Then some more.

"What?" The Rock spoke, and I frowned.

"Was that not, 'I'm here to kill you and everyone else in this compound, because you are racist pieces of shit deserving to be turned to ash as I had you over to any remaining family members you have in a Ziploc bag" Rockslide charged and Sparks disappeared.

I charged to Rockslide as well, and met him in the middle fist to fist. Well, rock to fist. You get the idea. Then I disappeared and reappeared in front of a kick to the face causing me to fly into a tree. Utter destroying it along with a couple more.

"He hits hard." Rockslide grumbled while shaking his hand. Sparks appeared next to him smiling.

"Finish him please." Sparks mumbled and Rockslide just hobbled over to me. I had my eyes closed and I held my breath.

"He looks pretty down."

"Check if he's breathing, Idiot." Then I felt dust touch my nose, along with the sound of rocks grinding against each other and a groan, as Rockslide bent down.

"I don't have a breath." He yelled back.

"Let's head back then. Another waste of time." Soft steps in the grass followed and another groan came out of Rockslide as he stood up. I snapped my eyes open to see his back turned to me.

Rookie mistake.

I slowly stood up and crept behind him. Then I put the back of my hands together and drove them into his spine. Grabbing two different parts I pulled one to the right and one to the left. All without a sound. Just a soft gasp and a mute scream. His body turned to dust, around me.

"You know, Sometimes I question why the leader accepted you. I guess it has something to do with you being able to look at him without turning to stone. Because you already are. I don't know." Sparks kept ranting on, as he walked. Made it easy for me to get behind him.

He let out a yawn, gave me the perfect grip on his jaw. His eyes widened and he tried to bite down on my hand. I just huffed.

"Doesn't really work on me anymore." A light flickered on his hand, and we teleported. Deep in the forest I still had my hand on his jaw and he was screaming. "That's how it works. You teleport with your hands? That's weird." We teleported again, to a beach front. "You are not great at this whole panicking situation." He screamed into my hand again. "Take me to the top of those god forsaken stairs, and I'll let you live." He nodded and raised his hand; I gripped it tightly before he could teleport us. "I just tore your partner in half, with my bare hands. Don't test me." His eyes widened further and nodded. "Thanks."

Like that we we're at the top of the mountain.

"Useful ability. Sucks you can't really kill me." His face morphed into confusion. "Right. You don't know about the… it doesn't matter." I crushed his hand and let him go.

"AAAHHH!" He screamed with tears in his eyes.

"Promise is a promise." I grabbed his other hand with him begging me to let go. "Can't really let you leave either, blows the whole mission" Crushing his other hand. Another loud scream. "Some pipes you got." People came rushing out of the building with guns pointed at me. "You know. I don't actually have any Ziploc bags." I grabbed his head and lifted his body in front of me. His arms dangling limply to his side, and his feet not even touching the ground. The shocked expression on his face made me pity him. That along with the hundreds of bullets he caught for me.

In the end I was holding a bloody body riddled with holes. Made me want to throw up. So I did. Right then and there. I lifted my mask to my nose and retched all over the stone floor.

"Oh my god. How do people do this on the daily bases? The better question is how is this cool? Why do people want to see this type of stuff." I was bent over with my hands on my knees for support. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. There is blood everywhere." Footsteps signaled that I was surrounded, and gun were pointed at me. I raised my hands and stood up fully.

"I surrender." Men came behind me and locked my hands and arms together.

Lovely.