Grant leaves his prison

"Coulson, we're in your office." Grant said, and just like that, they were. There was no beaming up, no gradual transportation, just instant gratification. That suited Grant just fine. He looked down at his prison clothes. He needed something better.

"I'm wearing a suit and tie." His clothes shifted. He looked back up at Coulson. Dark thoughts played on his mind. He really could do anything to Coulson, make him believe anything he wanted. Only a few hours ago, he had sought redemption, but he was essentially a god now... Was there any need for him to even try to be a good person, a selfless hero? Or should he just indulge in every fantasy, every dark desire he had ever had? After all, he could change everything back, if he ever changed his mind...