"Hello?!"

It was a small greet, but I knew it was a sign I was safe. I started to run towards the person who yelled. Finally, I get to a small camper. There was a man in a suit who looked honestly worried. I felt so weak, I couldn't stand anymore, so I collapsed. The man caught me and picked me up. He brought me in the trailer and laid me on a small bed.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot. Just stay with me, okay?"

I stared at him. I couldn't talk, I was so tired. He grabbed a needle and injected it in my arm. I immediately felt more energetic. I sat up. He sighed and sat on a couch.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Coulson. Phil Coulson, really, but you can call me Coulson. You?"

"M-Michelle. Why did you take me in?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

He grabbed a mug from a cabinet and filled it with water. He handed it to me.

"What were you running from?"

"What? Oh, nothing."

He stared at me like I was lying. I was, but I couldn't tell him everything. The powers, the history, and the fire.

"Do you want to stay here for a while?"

"Sure."

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I stayed there for a week, until I found out something that made me leave. We were on the roof of the trailer. On the news an hour earlier, it said there was going to be a comet shower at this time. There was nothing. It was getting awkward, so I popped a question.

"What do you do as a job?"

"I haven't told you? Oh! I work with this group called S.H.I.E.L.D. They study supernatural stuff."

I couldn't believe it. He had to work at the one place that was dangerous for me. Before my mom died, she told me to never trust anyone from S.H.I.E.L.D. I had to leave without him noticing. I had to use my powers.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay."

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I waited until Coulson was asleep. I took a deep breath, and touched his shadow. I was laying on the bed where Coulson was. The Shadow Cast was successful. I stood up, and grabbed an empty beer bottle. I needed to make sure that thought he got drunk instead of me using him. I walked outside. I walked as far as I could, until I saw a hotel. I laid down, and went back to my own body. Coulson was still asleep. He was going to wake up any minute, so I had to leave. I took a few hundreds from his pocket.

I went in the hotel, and got a room. I went to the room, and peeked out a window.

Coulson woke up. He stumbled up and stared at the beer bottle. He shrugged, threw the bottle in the trash can and walked away. I wanted to run out, to tell him everything, but I knew I couldn't. He could catch me and bring me to S.H.I.E.L.D.

When he was gone for sure, I walked to the can and snatched the bottle. I walked back inside, and put the bottle in a safe in my room.

I jumped on the bed and sat there, wondering what I would do next.