Case report closed. Simmons released from custody. Innocent.

How he could be innocent? He did so much damage. I've muttered and hid the file under plank of the floor. To explain all this. I woke up 7 days back. I was laying on the road. A motorbike destroyed together with a parked car. Other cars had broken windows. It was like after a sonic wave. I let my feet to carry me somewhere. I ended up here. In house of Nick Simmons. I don't know why. Just it carried me here. So recently I found a man tied to the chair in the basement. I wanted to let him go but... I killed him. I have firstly cut off his fingers on his left hand. He was screaming something about he doesn't know where she is but he knows someone who knows it. I didn't care. I just enjoyed it. Then I ate him. No clue why. Just, I was hungry. Later I have discovered something about Simmons. He is a monster. And I will hunt him down. I know it sounds weird I have eaten a man but he is a true monster. He put him there in the first place. I went to the kitchen and looked to the fridge. There were steaks prepared for cooking. Not hungry anymore. But I took a beer. Then to the bathroom. I've looked to the mirror and saw the face of the man I hate so much. Nick Simmons's face. I let the green goo cover my face. Those horrifying teeth, white empty eyes and that bloody smile. This was me. A man who will restore justice. I don't know what it is but it helps me. I know it. I will have to put his story together. Only until they will see he is a monster. And I will kill him. I will be the hero. I've headed back to the living room and turned on the gramophone. Orphée aux enfers sounded through the room and I sat down behind the table taking a sip of the beer. Now another file.

"Are you kidding me? Phil did you or did you not just hired a guy who burn another guy to death?" Asked quite upset Melinda May. She was sitting behind a table in the Bus together with Phil Coulson who offered a job few days back to an alcoholic who just killed one rich rape guy. "I have hired him. I know... but we need someone like Ward. Someone who will pull the trigger. Mack is great but he is a sweetheart. You know what I mean. Plus Jemma can calm him down. He is suitable for this job." Phil replied trying to defend his sins on front of the second most dangerous woman in S.H.I.L.D.. "I don't trust him.... fine. But send him on a mission. I want to know how good he is. And if I can trust him." She said and stood up, making clear this debate is over. She headed back to the cabin to take control over the plane.

"Nick! Where have you been for last 3 months?!" Jemma shouted charging through a cargo ramp as she saw her brother coming in with bag over his shoulder. She rushed to him into a hug of long time no see. "Jemma... ugh" Nick said with sigh as she rammed to his chest. "Barracks, pub, clubs and drunk tank." He said and hugged her. He didn't realized how he missed her until today. "Jemma, I have missed you so much." He whispered and kissed her on her forehead. "Why didn't you call or at least text me?" She asked bit upset hitting him by his fist to his chest. And who could have blame her. Till he came back from Syria again he didn't write her or their parents. Some whimpering went out of his mouth as the fist hit him. "I... I don't know. I just couldn't." He said sadly and headed with her again inside. He felt like he was different person. Like a bad person. That's why. As they went in he looked at a red corvette and started putting his hand down at the bodywork. "Don't touch Lola!" Someone shouted and Nick looked up. Coulson was standing above the lab and smiled. "She is mine" he explained and waved at him to follow.

"So Simmons, my teammate has few doubts about you. I have to ask you. Can we trust you?" Coulson said handing Nick a bottle of water with S.H.I.E.L.D. logo. Nick took it thankfully and smiled over that. Those guys must have even toilet paper with the logo. "Yes, I mean... Jemma is here. And if anyone I have to protect I will protect her." Nick said not that surprised by that question. He expected that. "Good. We have 0-8-4. That's an object of unknown origin." Coulson said and stood up from the chair. "Come on... we have to prepare your new stuff to the Ukraine. Back to the lab." He added heading back to the room where they came from. Before this Coulson put him through the basics. He added few bureaucracy things and Nick signed that. Nick got to the lab right after Coulson. There was Fitz doing something with a device Nick couldn't recognize. He later realized it was some part of a gun. Night-night gun. "Fitz, am I right? Nick, pleased to meet you mate." Nick said offering his hand to him. Some electric buzzing sounded through the room "no no no no!" Fitz shouted with his rough accent and hit the table by his fist. He turned to Nick and quickly shook his hand. "Yes, that's me... now I am working at I.C.E.R. for you. It's a pistol. The bullets are filled with dendrotoxin. So the person won't get hurt." He quickly explained and got back to his work. "So you are sending me to the field with something that won't make me sure that the target won't wake up? Not gonna happen mate." Nick asked bit surprised and headed to the table with tools which wasn't occupied by engenier or scientist. He took his bag with equipment and pulled out a mask. He needed new paint job if he was heading to Ukraine.

"Listen up! We have an unknown object that hit the ground down there. Russians are already on the move but Ukraine secured the area around. It has already been few hours since that happen. They have informed us about large wolfpack there. They were quite aggressive. Two soldiers already died thanks to them." Said Coulson loudly so the team could here him through the roar of engines. Nick looked around himself. He was the only one wearing a mask. The rest had standard helmet and pupa. He realized he might look funny. But on the other hand the mask looks bit more terrifying in the field. He was holding the M-16 with grenade launcher and red dot with 1.5 zoom. Better at medium range combat. "Sir, why does this look like a rescue mission?" Nick asked and through the eyeholes of his mask looked at Coulson with doubts. "It's not Simmons, trust me. You are there just to secure the perimeter. Fitz-Simmons will do the rest. You, team and agent Mack will go there and secure it. Take down the wolves if you need to. Just this, nothing more." Coulson explained knowing what worried Nick. His first mission was rescue mission. It was a clusterfuck for sure. The Quinjet was heading down to the surface. Nick felt again that weird feeling in his guts. He was starting to be afraid of heights and of the feeling of changing altitude. He grabbed the gun tightly like it would helped him not to fall. "Nick? Why did you ask about rescue mission?" Agent Alphonso Mackenzie asked with curious face as well worried. "You know Mack, it gets people killed. And it wasn't even about rescuing someone. And what I have found... a small metal plate with radiation sign on it. It wasn't even radioactive. And that killed them. So Mack, you don't wanna go with me on a rescue mission mate. I can explain the rest later." Nick replied bittingly. Mack's question made him angry. He felt the change of Nick's mood and realized he hit the sensitive spot. And as he realized that Nick wasn't the guy who he wanted to mess with. Even though Mack would probably break his spine without any troubles. But he wluldn't, mainly because Mack was a sweetheart, mostly. The Quinjet slowly lowered to the ground, the backdoor opened and with Coulson in front they have headed out.

"You are those Americans? The agents?" Asked man in camo with hard eastern accent. Ukrainian for sure. Before Coulson could say something Nick went forward to him "yes mate, how large is the perimeter, how many men do you have and mainly have you seen that thing?" He asked taking the charge immediately. It was just natural for him. "Ugh... about 5000 meters in... what's the world... diameter yes that's it. There's an old storehouse." The soldier said with bit of thinking over it. He was used to fight not talk, Nick saw it in his eyes. He was also bit shocked by Nick's mask. He once saw a soldiers with those masks. It was a bloody mess. As Russia send 'not theirs' soldiers to Ukraine, someone did the same, Thunderbolts. "Fine mate secure it around. We don't want anyone else here." Nick said quickly and waved at the agents to come with him. "We are going in. 3 people on us 6, 50 meters behind us. The rest with me." He said and looked at Coulson. He had raised eyebrows. "I thought I am in charge... but yeah that's it. Follow agent Simmons. We will stay here." He said and nodded at the commando to go. The gunshots cut through the silence. It was fast cadence. Probably an AR. Several rifles. "Come on! We have to move!" Nick shouted and together with the team ran towards the sounds, they all changed formation so if they got caught into fire they wouldn't be an easy target. He heard snoring and howls. It has began to be creepy.