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Coulson took a breath and refocused.
"Gear up. Wheels up in five minutes."
Everyone moved quickly toward the hangar. The tension was real now — no more training room accidents, no jokes. This was a real mission.
Inside the Quinjet, seats locked, engines warming:
Skye glanced around nervously.
"So… Peru. Anyone here speak Spanish?"
Simmons timidly lifted her hand.
"A little. Mostly scientific terms, though."
Fitz smirked.
"Yeah, that'll help when we need to ask where the bathroom is."
Before Simmons could glare at him, Alex spoke.
"No guessing today. If you don't know something — you ask. Mistakes cost lives out there."
Everyone quieted down.
May checked her gear and sat up straight, eyes sharp. Mantle crouched quietly behind her like a guard.
Ward sat across from Coulson, trying to look confident. Coulson studied him in silence.
The Quinjet lifted off.
In Flight
Hill's voice came over the screen.
"The 084's signal came from deep jungle. Little to no satellite visibility. We'll need to go in on foot once you land."
She changed the screen to show local terrain.
"Your first objective is to locate the signal source. Secure it. Do not let it fall into enemy hands."
Skye raised her hand.
"Wait. Enemy hands? Who exactly?"
Hill paused.
"We don't know yet. But someone scrambled our satellite the moment we locked the signal. That means organized opposition."
Coulson nodded.
"We'll stay alert."
Hill's feed ended.
The jet went quiet again.
Alex leaned back slightly.
"When we get there, Coulson gives the orders. You listen, you stay together, and nobody acts alone."
He looked straight at the three who got the contracts.
"Especially you three."
Fitz-Simmons and May nodded.
Peru, Jungle Edge
The Quinjet touched down at a rough clearing. Humid air rushed inside the cabin as the door opened.
Coulson stood first.
"Alright. We move out. Stay sharp. Stay close."
Mantle vanished into camouflage next to May. Scan-ny rotated slowly, scanning the area. Crimson clung calmly to Simmons' shoulder, tiny eyes glowing.
Alex walked out last, scanning the tree line with sharp eyes.
"I sense Tesseract energy here," he said. "Most likely this 084 is a product from the Red Skull era — when HYDRA used the Tesseract to create experimental weapons."
Coulson's expression hardened in an instant.
"Then that's even more reason to secure it fast."
The team moved through the thick vegetation, branches brushing against them as they pushed deeper into the jungle. It didn't take long before Ward raised a hand to stop everyone.
"There. Look."
Through the trees, a small structure stood partially buried under vines and moss. It looked old — concrete walls cracked, roof collapsed on one side. A faded symbol on the wall made Coulson's stomach drop.
A HYDRA emblem.
Alex frowned.
"Looks abandoned for decades. But the energy is definitely coming from inside."
Coulson nodded and whispered into his comms.
"Everyone stay alert. We don't know what could still be active."
They approached slowly, scanning the surroundings. Fitz pointed his device toward the wall — the readings spiked instantly.
"That's it," Fitz whispered. "The 084 is inside. Strong Tesseract energy — very strong."
Simmons swallowed.
"Is… is it dangerous?"
"At Tesseract levels? Probably," Alex answered plainly.
May moved to the door and tested it. It didn't budge.
"Mantle," she ordered.
The giant mantis appeared, slicing the vines away with silent precision. The door creaked open slowly, the sound echoing like a warning.
Inside was dark — only faint blue light glowed deeper within the structure.
Coulson took a flashlight and stepped in first.
The blue light was coming from a weapon embedded in the wall.
"It looks like a small car engine to me," Alex said.
Fitz and the others looked at him, confused.
"Well, you guys were so tense, but it does look like that," he added with a shrug. They nodded reluctantly.
"Fitz, Simmons, scan it and see if it can safely be taken away," Coulson ordered. "May, Ward — go search the perimeter."
He looked at Alex. "Stay here and help them if anything happens."
Alex nodded.
"What about me?" Skye asked.
"Just stay here," Coulson said.
"Great…" Skye sighed, glaring at the alien device stuck on the wall.
After some time, she got bored and looked at Alex.
"So… how did you get your powers?" she asked.
"Me?" Alex blinked at her. She nodded.
"Well… one day, I was lying in my room — half drunk — when suddenly something came crawling at me," he said. "A monstrous thing. Like a human but scaled, long spiked tail… definitely a demon."
Skye's eyes widened.
"It came to kill me," Alex continued. "I didn't think. Adrenaline kicked in and I fought it. But I lost my right hand… half my stomach was ripped open. It had shredded me — and when I thought I was going to die…"
He tapped the back of his left hand absentmindedly.
"My body began to absorb the demon's blood."
Skye swallowed nervously. Even Fitz, Simmons, Ward, and May were clearly listening over comms now.
"That's when I learned about my family history," Alex said quietly. "I'm descended from someone named Sparda."
"Sparda?" Skye echoed.
"In ancient times, when Hell, Earth, and Heaven were connected, demons and angels constantly waged war," Alex explained. "Earth was the battleground. Many humans died — some sided with devils, some with gods."
"During that time, Sparda was a general of the Demon King. He was tasked to conquer Earth… so the Demon King could gain more armies."
Alex's tone softened.
"But Sparda fell in love."
Skye raised her brows.
"Yeah. He fell in love with a human woman. He betrayed his own god — killed him — and sacrificed his body to sever Earth's connection with both Heaven and Hell."
He exhaled slowly.
"The woman he loved gave birth to twins — Dante and Vergil Sparda. And I come from Vergil's bloodline… though I have no idea how far back that really goes."
"Though one thing I do know," Alex continued, "is that both of them have long since left Earth. Vergil went into Hell and reformed their society based on how Earth works. He pitied the living conditions down there, so he helped them. As for Dante… I don't know much about him."
Everyone stared at him now — fully listening.
"That's some family history you have," Skye said.
"I know. I thought I was crazy until I found this book."
Alex held up V's Devil Book. "It had everything I wanted to know about my family — about that… apocalyptic time."