《The Darkest Star》Nine
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“Why are you telling me this?”
”Because you are the head coach, Rivers. You will train her, and write notes.”
”What kind of notes?”
”Notes that capture every detail. You must write down every detail. What she says, how she reacts. And since you two have similar personalities, I want you to write down everything you would have done diffferently.”
”That’s a lot of notes.”
”Well, that’s the idea.”
The next day I get a call at 5AM from an unknown number.
“Hi, Katie Wilson here.” I say.
”Hi Katie. I’m Maria Hill. I think we’ve seen each other in HQ. Sorry for calling you this early. We have important information to share with you, and 5AM is the only time that it’s safe to discuss.”
”Why? I didn’t know we had security problems. Wait, why isn’t Fury calling?” I ask accusingly.
”Good questions. It’s not safe to tell you on the phone. And Fury’s phone is watched. Meet you at the front doors. Bye.” Hill hangs up before I can ask anything else.
“What does she mean by ‘Fury’s phone is watched’? That makes no sense.” I say to myself, walking out of my room.
Surprisingly, Jubilee answers from my speaker, which scares the crap out of me.
”I believe she will explain everything to you. You will be perfectly safe with Fury, Hill and me to guide you. But be careful what you say. You never know when... actually, that’s probably not safe either.” She says wisely.
I roll my eyes. ”Jubilee, you’re making no sense. Now tell me what you were going to say.” I command her.
She lets out a very fake-sounding and robotic sigh.
“Oh, alright. I was saying that you never know when someone might be, um, believing everything anyone says. That’s definitely what I was going to say. No doubt.” She says quickly.
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”You know, for a robot, you’re really bad at lying.” I say, but I leave it at that.
If Fury, Hill and Jubilee are worried about something, it’s definitely not nothing. So I grab my keys and phone, and leave quietly. I plug in my headphones and pretend to be listening to music. But really I’m just listening to Jubilee. She tells me if anyone is watching me, what people are saying, and if anything suspicious is happening.
And usually she has quite a lot to say herself. Like her opinion on that woman’s pants, the best movies of 1978, stuff like that. But today she’s oddly quiet. She only chats about how beautiful it is outside, and how it was such a good idea to go for a walk at 5AM.
“Jubilee, are you okay? You are acting really weird.” I tell her.
Maybe I should take her to Stark to get fixed.
“I’m fine. Here, um, why don’t you use your earpiece? You can probably hear me better with that.” She says brightly.
We both know that I can hear her better with headphones than the earpiece, but I trust her. I take out the headphones and put in my earpiece.
”Okay, why did you want me to put in the earpiece?” I ask.
”You’ll see. We’re almost there. Don’t talk, just listen. Trust me.” She says. “Okay. So, this morning, about two hours ago, someone hacked into SHIELD’s security system. They’re watching everyone’s devices, even yours. Your earpiece is the only place it’s safe to discuss anything, really. Oh look, here we are.” She tells me.
I look around to see if anything is watching me. I’m about to unlock the doors with my ID card when I hear a voice coming from behind me. It’s Maria Hill.
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”We won’t need to go inside. Follow me, and make minimal noise.” She says and starts walking quickly away from the building.
I follow her quickly, struggling to keep up. We walk for around 30 minutes through the nearby fields and forest until we arrive at a muddy stream.
“Wait here.” Hill says, and walks upstream a ways.
After a few minutes of searching, she pulls a chain out of a hidden hole in the ground, that simultaneously pulls a metal gate in front of the water, blocking it’s path.
“What is that for?” I ask.
”You’re about to find out.” She replies, and walks past me.
Now that the dam is in place, blocking off the water, I see that there is a metal trapdoor in the damp ground where the stream used to flow. Hill takes a key out of her pocket and inserts it into a slot. The trapdoor slides open.
“Shouldn’t it be more secure?” I ask.
”It is more secure. If anyone on the ‘bad side’ were to steal my key and climb down that ladder, the rungs could tell that their handprint isn’t one of the handprints I’ve approved, and kick them out. Does that make sense?” She explains.
I nod slowly.
”I think so. But how would it kick them out?” I ask, wishing I wasn’t so clueless.
”I’ll show you. Come on in.” She says, and climbs down.
She waits for me at the bottom.
“There are two doors here. One of them is the real room that we’re trying to get in. The other leads to a trap that sends an alert to my phone once it’s been used. See, this one-“ she points to the door on the left “-is locked. The other one isn’t. Ok, this is getting confusing. So, the one on the left is actually a faux bathroom. It’s always locked, and if you touch it is alerts me. The one on the right is a long passageway with a locked door at the end. If you touch that door, the floor falls away and you end up in a pool of tar. The trick is the doorframes. If you put the key in a hidden compartment in the doorframe and knock seven times, the trap is disabled. You can open the door and enter the hideaway. Got that? Key in compartment, knock seven times.” She says quickly.
I nod. “Let’s go then.” I say.
Hill opens a seemingly invisible compartment in the bottom left corner of the frame and knocks on the door seven times. She waits a few seconds and turns the door knob. Lights flicker and turn on in a long, long hallway.
“After you.” She says, and gestures to the foreboding yet neat passageway.
I step inside. We walk silently for what must have been 10 minutes before we reach a second door.
“The moment of truth.” I hear Hill say to herself.
She turns the door knob. Nothing happens. We step inside. Fury stands at the center of the room.
“Finally, I’ve been standing here for an hour.”
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