The young S.H.I.E.L.D. pair were filled with fear.
Not only was he going to report them to Fury, but he was also going to use them as test subjects. And it sounded like more than ten thousand people had already died because of him.
Dark. The legendary Sorcerer Supreme was far too dark.
The two were scientists. They had never believed in things like magic before. It was only after encountering Ghost Rider that they learned magic and demons truly existed. Seeing this, Coulson had no choice but to tell them some intelligence beyond their clearance level.
As Level Five agents, they were not supposed to know about matters of the Magic World—wizards, Demon Lords of Hell, and the like. But Daisy had an extremely high clearance level and never cared much about confidentiality rules. Telling her was no different from telling the entire team, so Coulson had improvised.
And now, the moment they traveled through time, the pair had encountered someone in the Magic World whom they absolutely could not afford to provoke.
Though they had never met him face-to-face before, the image of Deathstroke in his Black and Yellow Armor had long spread across the United States as a horror story.
When Jemma and Fitz were children, their families often used him to scare them. Things like, "If you don't finish your meal, Deathstroke will take you away," or, "If you don't go to sleep, Deathstroke will come eat you." He served every possible purpose in stopping children from crying at night.
Then, only a few years later, when they were around ten, their families had all died, as though cursed.
They could only finish their education at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy as orphans, then join Coulson's team after graduation.
Childhood nightmares did not fade away. You never knew when