The End is Where We Begin
This Is A Warning, Like It Or Not,
“You seem to be more comfortable today?” I ask the next day as I watch Jessie do her work in the computer lab; hacking each and every system Fury throws at her.
“Well Katniss, I’m in my element.” She chuckles, never taking her grey eyes off the computer screen, “Like I said constantly yesterday, fighting isn’t my thing; computers are.”
“I still don’t understand why you couldn’t use your computer skills for good; why become a criminal?” I ask, taking a seat next to her.
A sigh escapes her lips before she turns towards me; after finishing another system, “I could ask you the same thing, Hawkeye. Why use your archer skills for evil?”
“H-how did you know what I did before SHIELD?” I stutter out, eanring a smile from Jessie.
“You’re seriously asking a master hacker that?” She laughs, “I have intel on you and Natasha, I had it before I even was hired for SHIELD; I worked for certain people that maybe wanted you dead.”
“So you know about Crossfire, Mockingbird and Winter Soldier and all the other people that were involved in mine and Natasha‘s life?” I ask, earning a nod from her, “Yet you won’t share your information with us; that’s highly unfair.”
“Do you really want to know the story about how a genius turned into a criminal?” She asks, “Trust me, it’s not a best seller.”
“But it’ll help me to trust you and get to know you a bit better.” I counter, “You know my story and I want to know yours.”
“I was a genius and started MIT at the tender age of 15 but by the age of 17, I got kicked out,” she begins to explain, “I was hiding something for a friend and I got caught. That said friend set me up and I got expelled. My parents wanted nothing really to do with me afterwards so my trust fund went out the door.
For awhile I was living on the streets, then one day I came across a guy that needed something and he figured I was some computer genius and asked me to retrieve it for him. It included hacking into the school’s system. He paid me over three hundred dollars. From there on out, I used my hacking skills to survive. But as I grew older and my timing improved, my clientele list grew deadly.”
“Then you got on SHIELD’s radar.” I finish, “You’re wrong, I’m sure your story can end up being a best seller.”
She just chuckles, “You’re like the first person that I told this story too. Other people I’m afraid would think I’m just a spoiled rich kid that’s looking for attention. I mean, maybe I am but it’s only because my parents disowned me for getting kicked out of school; no matter what the reason was.”
“So what were you hiding?” I ask, curiously.
“It’s not drugs, if that’s what you were thinking.” She sighs, before returning her gaze back at the computer; looking at the keyboard under her finger tips. “My friend and his roommate were designing the ultimate virus that could wipe out all computers and communication lines. They wanted to start an all out war…”
“Well Katniss, I’m in my element.” She chuckles, never taking her grey eyes off the computer screen, “Like I said constantly yesterday, fighting isn’t my thing; computers are.”
“I still don’t understand why you couldn’t use your computer skills for good; why become a criminal?” I ask, taking a seat next to her.
A sigh escapes her lips before she turns towards me; after finishing another system, “I could ask you the same thing, Hawkeye. Why use your archer skills for evil?”
“H-how did you know what I did before SHIELD?” I stutter out, eanring a smile from Jessie.
“You’re seriously asking a master hacker that?” She laughs, “I have intel on you and Natasha, I had it before I even was hired for SHIELD; I worked for certain people that maybe wanted you dead.”
“So you know about Crossfire, Mockingbird and Winter Soldier and all the other people that were involved in mine and Natasha‘s life?” I ask, earning a nod from her, “Yet you won’t share your information with us; that’s highly unfair.”
“Do you really want to know the story about how a genius turned into a criminal?” She asks, “Trust me, it’s not a best seller.”
“But it’ll help me to trust you and get to know you a bit better.” I counter, “You know my story and I want to know yours.”
“I was a genius and started MIT at the tender age of 15 but by the age of 17, I got kicked out,” she begins to explain, “I was hiding something for a friend and I got caught. That said friend set me up and I got expelled. My parents wanted nothing really to do with me afterwards so my trust fund went out the door.
For awhile I was living on the streets, then one day I came across a guy that needed something and he figured I was some computer genius and asked me to retrieve it for him. It included hacking into the school’s system. He paid me over three hundred dollars. From there on out, I used my hacking skills to survive. But as I grew older and my timing improved, my clientele list grew deadly.”
“Then you got on SHIELD’s radar.” I finish, “You’re wrong, I’m sure your story can end up being a best seller.”
She just chuckles, “You’re like the first person that I told this story too. Other people I’m afraid would think I’m just a spoiled rich kid that’s looking for attention. I mean, maybe I am but it’s only because my parents disowned me for getting kicked out of school; no matter what the reason was.”
“So what were you hiding?” I ask, curiously.
“It’s not drugs, if that’s what you were thinking.” She sighs, before returning her gaze back at the computer; looking at the keyboard under her finger tips. “My friend and his roommate were designing the ultimate virus that could wipe out all computers and communication lines. They wanted to start an all out war…”
10/23/13