Grant finds Fitz and Simmons

Grant decided he didn't want to just sit around and wait. He was going to find some more people, and make them into his loyal agents. And probably beautiful women as well, if he was being honest. Why not?

And so, with a cheerful goodbye from his secretary, Grant left his office. Wandering the halls, he greeted every female agent with a command for complete loyalty and obedience, and every male agent with the same, along with a command to transform into the most attractive woman they could think of. They were all also completely in love with him, of course.

It didn't take him long to reach the Lab. Inside, Fitz and Simmons were the only ones there, bickering like an old married couple, like they always did. He had once felt guilty for what he had done to them, but guilt wasn't for gods.

"Fitz! Simmons!" he grabbed their attention. When they turned, both of them paled instantly, and glanced to their side. Following their gaze, Grant smirked. Bobbi Morse was there as well, previously hidden from Grant's view by lab equipment. At the sight of him, she had drawn a gun from her side, and was about to pull the trigger.

"Bobbi, you love me and are completely obedient and loyal to me." His words took immediate effect, to the confusion of Fitz and Simmons, and Bobbi holstered her gun. He gestured for her to leave, and she did, but not without grabbing his crotch and whispering in his ear to meet her later. Grant raised his eyebrows. He liked this one.

"W-what did you just do to her?" Fitz asked, and Grant turned his attention back to the scientists.

"I told her the truth." Grant said. Simmons said something in reply, but Grant wasn't listening anymore. He was considering what to do with the two of them. Something a bit more unique for his old friends.

"Fitz, you will follow every order I give without question, and you're incapable of harming me. Simmons, don't move. Fitz, stand by my side." An idea was beginning to form.

"Simmons, you're going to watch, and realise that reality is changing. Fitz, you look identical to Simmons, down to the smallest detail."

Both he and Simmons watched at Fitz changed, although Simmons was crying a lot more. Fitz's hair grew out, matching Jemma's perfectly. He shortened slightly, breasts sprouting up out of his chest. He moaned as that happened, and as his penis shrank away to nothing. Apparently, Grant's command had included clothes, so now Fitz was wearing the same red silk blouse and jeans that Simmons was.

It took seconds. Simmons couldn't help but stare at her new clone, where her closest friend in the world used to be.

Grant took the new Fitz by the hand, and told her the truth.

"Your name is Leah Simmons. You are the twin sister of Jemma Simmons, and are loyal to, obedient to, and in love with, me. You have no memories of being Leopold Fitz." As Jemma heard what he said, she shouted, she protested, she begged, but nothing could change Grant's mind. Leah Simmons looked up at Grant and smiled.

"Now Leah, your sister needs educating on loyalty and obedience. She thinks that I am some sort of traitor, that I would betray S.H.I.E.L.D, I think Hydra might have brainwashed her." Grant said.

Leah looked genuinely concerned for her sister.

"What can we do, Director?"

"You've studied Hydra's brainwashing technology, right?" At a nod from Leah, he continued, "I want you to brainwash her back. Make her realise her true loyalty lies with me, and that she should be in love with me. Can you do that?

"Of course, Grant. It would be my honour." Leah replied, reaching up to kiss the love of her life. After she had, she grabbed an Icer of the nearby table and shot Jemma with it, knocking her out cold.

"It shouldn't take long to set up a brainwashing unit." she said.

"Well then," said Grant, "I'll leave you to it."