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Marvel-s Agents Of S.h.i.e.l.d. - Season 5 • Trusted

The season fractured the team in ways Loki’s scepter never could.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, his eyes on the ceiling, as if seeing Tahiti one last time. “It was a hell of a ride.”

With his dying strength, Coulson flew the Zephyr directly at Talbot, using the ship’s claws to pry open the Gravitonium armor. “Do it now, Daisy!” he roared over the comms. Marvel-s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. - Season 5

In a quiet, empty office back at the new, secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base, the team gathered one last time. Mack stood stoic, Yo-Yo weeping. Fitz and Simmons held each other, knowing the man who did monstrous things in the future was also the man who loved her enough to save her. And Daisy, her face a wreck of tears, held Coulson’s hand as he slipped away.

Daisy screamed. She let go of every restraint, every fear, every memory of the broken future. She didn’t punch the planet. She focused everything—every vibration, every quake, every ounce of pain—into a single, surgical pulse directly into Talbot. The season fractured the team in ways Loki’s

The first thing Daisy Johnson felt was the cold. Not the chill of a rainy night in Seattle, but the deep, metallic, soul-sucking cold of a ship adrift in space. The last thing she remembered was the fear in Phil Coulson’s eyes as a mysterious hooded figure abducted them from their own diner. Now, she, Coulson, May, Fitz, Simmons, Mack, and Yo-Yo woke up in a barren, rock-walled cell.

They arrived in a warehouse, rain lashing against the corrugated steel roof. And there, levitating above a Gravitonium containment rig, was their old, forgotten foe: Glenn Talbot. Driven mad by Gravitonium’s whispers and his own broken ego, he had become the super-powered "Graviton." He wasn’t going to break the Earth. He was going to absorb it, pulling every last chunk of the planet into his own gravitational field to make himself a god. “Do it now, Daisy

“You’re the new blood,” the man whispered, pointing a trembling finger at Daisy. “The Destroyer of Worlds.”

He was gone.