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Frey peered around the corner of the wreckage, actvating heat vision in his mask. He saw a hunched figure on the other side of the deck, hiding behind a plane.

Frey dragged Jax behind a piece of the ship and hissed to himself, "Why does everyone always try to kill Jax? He's the weakest member!"

He continued to fire and shot a grapple at Jax. He pulled him towards him and then leaned to check on him.

Frey opened his eyes on the other side of the tarmac in time to see the girl point her hand at Jax, and him fall to the ground. His eyes widened and he yelled, "Hey!" He drew his blaster and fired it at her.

He jerked and grunted softly. He fell on his back and stared at the sky. He put a hand to his chest and wheezed softly.

Jax growled, "Wasn't our fault you veered straight into our flight path! Besides, half of our radars weren't working, it's not our fault we got shot up by a gang of Trileens! The ship is already a piece of frackin' junk!"

He frowned, "Look, just put it on. It won't hurt you, it'll make you stronger. It enhances any abilities you have, and if you don't use it you are going to die."

He raised his eyebrows, "Care to tell that to the huge pile of blood your standing in?"

Jax licked his lips, "Put the healer on, you really need it."

Jax nodded, "Pretty name. What's your accent, by the way, I can't place it."

He replied, "Jax Sanders. You?"

He sighed, "Yeah, a problem." He thought for a moment, then asked, "How can we fix said problem?"

He shrugged, "Well, thats a problem, now isn't it?"

He put his hands down and tried, "Well, I'm not HYDRA either."

He held his hands up, "I'm not gonna hurt ya."

His mouth opened slightly and then he got to his feet.

He shook his head, "HYDRA was found out. It isn't part of SHIELD anymore. Why would you think that?"

He turned back to her, "What?"

He said, "Well, I think its the SHIELD helicarrier..." He trailed off and looked around."

He pulled his mask off and shrugged, "What do you want me to do?"