Agents of SHIELD Body Swap Chapter 3 (Unfinished)
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Greg, the Body-Swapping Inhuman, has set his sights on destroying SHIELD on the inside, but to do that, he needs a way inside the organization. Good thing he's recently discovered the double-agent, Bobbi Morse, and is looking to use her and her body to work his revenge!
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Bobbi sits at the bar, sipping a drink, dressed up in a denim jacket, a tank top, and a pair of jeans. She blends right in with the truckers and bikers that have their business here, but she always keeps her eye out for anything strange. Licking her lip, she whispers quickly so no one else can see her. “I don't think the Intel is here.
“It was always a rough guess," Mac says through the communicator. “Guess we'll have to keep the search for the Toolbox up instead of chasing this ghost."
“Yeah, well… wait…"
“What is it…?"
Bobbi stands up, taller than most of the men there, her hand by her belt-loop, fingers twitching.
The doctor and two hydra soldiers approach the building, marching with no regard to their safety. “Hydra."
“You can't be serous," Mac says.
Gunfire hits the bar establishment, ricocheting off of the bar. She grabs her gun and pops up, shooting at her assailants.
The gunfight is swift and terrible, with the soldiers aiming to suppress instead of kill. After all, Greg doesn't want Bobbi injured, not for now…
“Hold on, Bobbi. I'm calling in backup for you. This mission's gone south.
“Well, hurry up! There's no telling what these freaks will do!"
Speaking of which, the doctor walks up to one of the fleeing bikers, placing a hand on his shoulder. She gasps and looks around, wide-eyed in fear. That's when the biker turns around, elbowing one of the Hydra soldiers, grabbing his gun, and firing off at the other one. The soldier goes down, while Bobbi knocks the other one.
The doctor turns and runs, but trips on her high heel. The biker then steps up to her, pointing his gun to her and says. “You stay right there, missy!
The doctor is so confused, screaming and crying, curling up into a hysterical ball. Meanwhile, Bobbi runs up, her icer still in her hand. “Hey… thanks," she says.
He holds his hand out and says. “Hey, just doing my duty, miss. You a cop?" He holds his hand out, keeping the gun trained on the doctor. “Name's Greg."
“Something like that." She grabs his hand. “Bobbi."
In a familiar flash, Bobbi blinks, smirking at the confused looking man. “Greg."
Greg's eyes widen and he lifts his gun toward her, but Bobbi shoots him right in the chest with her icer, knocking him out cold. She then does the same for the doctor, before standing there, tall and confident, her hand on her hip, letting the wind blow her luxurious blonde locks in the air. OH yes, Bobbi is badass, indeed."
A black van screeches up to the scene, a door sliding open as SHIELD operatives climb out, preparing to subdue the prisoners. Bobbi climbs on in and clicks in her seatbelt. Safety first for her new, wonderful body.
“M-Mockingbird? What happened?" The driver says.
“Seems the remnants of Hydra just wanted to take me out. Luckily for them, it'll take more than a few goons to knock me down."
“Haha, that's right. Next to the Cavalry, you're our best agent! Glad we could get you out of here."
“Everything okay, Bobbi?" Mac says.
She puts her hand to her ear, pondering exactly what she was going to say to him. “Everything's A Okay here. Guess this mission was a bust, huh?"
“You said it. But how did Hydra find you?"
“That's what I"m going to have to find out when I get back to the base."
“Coulson's gonna have a lot more to ask of you than that," Mac says.
“Oh, I'm sure we can handle a little debriefing. We need a place to put those criminals, especially that biker-looking guy. I think he was the plant that made me."
So, soon, Bobbi is taken to the SHIELD base. There, Jemma gives her a quick look-over and leaves her with a clean bill of health. As she struts down the lhalls, her head held high, she looks over her shoulder to see the prisoners being taken in. The doctor is still babbling like a madwoman about some “damn woman. What the hell!?" and the Biker? Well, he catches eyes with her, and he shouts. “That's not me! Guys, that's not me! You ahve to believe me! I'm Bobbi Morse!"
“Yeah, right," the guard says as they slam the door on her. “And I'm Captain America."
Greg chuckles, feeling a tingling sensation all over Bobbi's body. Even if this charade isn't going to last forever, his dreams are about to finally become true…