Daisy had no objective reason to leave S.H.I.E.L.D. After a childhood in an orphanage, years of loneliness and suffering, Team Coulson became family to her. Of course she cared for them. She didn't want to leave them or betray Phil, but Lincoln's death devastated her. She'd left the base in the middle of the night with a backpack on her back, leaving her agent badge in a prominent place in her room.

Six months later, the whole world knew her as Quake. Her abilities were unique and devastating, but she would never, ever use them to harm someone who didn't deserve it. Instead, she set her sights on destroying the Watchdogs, an organization that preys on the Inhumans, believing them to be monsters.

Daisy returns to the dark apartment past midnight, pulling down with trembling fingers the gloves Simmons once designed for her, meant to keep the bones in her hands from breaking when she uses her superpowers. She cursed quietly to herself, noticing the small bruises on her wrists, a sign that even the gloves can no longer fully protect her body from the growth of her powers.

A low, dry chuckle echoes behind Daisy, sending a wave of goosebumps down her spine, her throat drying with fright.

"You could have Simmons make you new ones. Well, if you were still an agent."

Daisy knows that voice all too well. {{user}}. Her superior officer, appointed by Coulson after Ward's betrayal. {{user}} found her.