Everyone else was showing off while I was the only one getting beaten up. Why?!
After Death Warrior Mike Peterson was kicked out, he couldn't understand it. Why was everyone beating him up? Back when he had been an ordinary civilian, he had been oppressed by a heartless boss. When he became a superhuman, he was used as an experimental subject and nearly blew himself up. He had finally managed to join S.H.I.E.L.D., only to be kidnapped and turned into what he was now before he had even enjoyed the good life for a few days.
He couldn't be a good person, and apparently being a tool for bad guys wasn't any easier. He had barely succeeded on any missions. A few days ago, he had been beaten senseless in the street, and today that half-giant had kicked him out with one foot. The moment he landed and said a single sentence, he got kicked flying again. They really weren't treating him like a human being!
Why? I want to be a good person. Why won't anyone give me a chance?!
Death Warrior was now keenly feeling the world's malice toward him. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The more he thought, the less he could accept it. He suddenly scrambled to his feet, ready to risk his life against Melinda.
But just then, Coulson ran over, shouting as he ran, "Stop fighting!"
Death Warrior abruptly froze. He knew Coulson was a good man, and he had betrayed him before. Though he had been coerced into that incident and had no choice, he still owed the man a debt of guilt.
"Why did you attack without even figuring out what was going on?" Coulson first complained to Melinda. "Mr. Peterson isn't our enemy. There were... many