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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #1760689
Shrink the characters of Agents of Shield
This choice: Weapon  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Revenge is a Dish Best Served Small

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"Bakshi, go check on Kara."

"Yes sir."

Doctor Jemma Simmons watched as Sunil Bakshi walked away, leaving Grant Ward alone. "This is perfect," she thought. "no-one else around to warn him." She hefted the gun with the plinter bomb and aimed it squarely at Grant's back. "This is for what you did to us, especially Fitz. You're a monster and I hope you rot in hell." She pulled the trigger.

Grant whirled around, gun raised as there was suddenly a loud explosion. Smoke billowed around making it difficult to see anything. He moved slowly forward, then watched carefully as he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Not detecting anything in front of him, he let his eyes drift downward towards the floor. What he saw made him gasp at first in pure astonishment. Then he realized what must have happened and a smug smirk slowly made its way onto his face.

Jemma coughed and waved her hands to try to dispel some of the smoke. She had no idea what had happened, but she needed to get out of here and find the rest of her team. They'd be pissed, but at least she would be safe.

Jemma saw a large dark shape directly in front of her. It didn't look human. Maybe Grant had mutated into something? Jemma hoped not. "Hello?" she called out hesitantly. "Is someone there? I need help, please." Jemma stumbled forward blindly. She grabbed onto the dark shape and was able to use some sort of rope on it to pull herself up. There didn't seem to be any sign of Grant anywhere. She was safe.

"Hello Jemma,"came a voice from above her.

Jemma looked up and up and up, from the jeans to the black henley, to the face sneering down at her from above the gun he held in his hand. His face was absolutely massive from her vantage point and it took a moment for her stunned brain to catch up to the fact that she was sitting on his sneaker, at an impossibly tiny size.

Grant grinned down at her. "Well, it seems somebody is having a little problem."

Jemma screamed.

You have the following choices:

1. Grant grabs Jemma and plays with her.

*Noteb*
2. Grant leaves Jemma to her fate.

3. Grant gives Jemma to someone else.

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
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