To Catch A Killer || Hina & Cassata

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   In hindsight, maybe this wasn’t the brightest idea that Hina had ever had. In fact, it was probably one of her worst, but as she stood at the gates to Amusement Land, she knew there wasn’t any going back now. Turning her head, Hina locked eyes with Cassata, her new companion and apparently partner. 

   “Are you sure you want to do this with me? I’ll be just fine on my own.”

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   It was colder than Hina expected it to be. Far colder than a night in Vellume typically was, but in this dream Hina hadn’t registered the shift in temperature as anything strange. What was strange, however, was the stages of decay the city seemed to be in. The structures of buildings were exposed and metal had dimmed, as if it had yet to be polished at all. The realization fall over her like a heavy cloud, confusion following suit -- this world wasn’t decaying, it was transitioning to the world she knew. The sight of MagHunters in the street as she ducked into an alleyway confirmed her suspicions, and Hina pressed herself hard against the bricks of the wall. What was she doing here? Had her sister invented a time machine without telling her? Had she invented one and not realized it?

   Tucking her arms close to her stomach, Hina attempted to warm herself from the outside in. Soft, hushed voices echoing against the cement walls called her attention, and the brunette blindly followed them, looking for any source of warmth or comfort her hollow body could find. A small flicker of a flame, perhaps a lamp, commanded her to round the corner, and her body stopped before her eyes even registered the sight before her. Chills rose on the back of her arms, a full body shiver dashing down her spine. ‘Mother,’ She mouthed, but couldn’t force her voice to sound. How she knew, she wasn’t sure, but her bones ached so loudly it told her she must be right. Lying across the ground, with blood splotched on the corner of her perfect lips and a red pool spreading out beneath her, lay their mother. Hina didn’t have to turn her head to know it had been MagHunters who had just exited through the other side of the alley, and her mouth felt dry enough she could barely swallow as her feet felt like lead approaching the body. The body, because the way Hina had always viewed death, once you were dead, nothing was left behind. There was no life there, no soul there, no you there. But seeing her mother, seeing her like this... she wished so harshly that there was, she almost believed it.

   Dropping numbly to her knees, Hina stared at the corpse sprawled across the wet pavement, her mother, who still looked beautiful even in death. Pulling her head into her lap, Hina choked on a sob that clawed through her throat. “Mother? Hey, no, hey wake up.” Keep it together, she told herself, don’t lose control. Stay in balance. And she tried, Gods, did she try, but if there was one thing Hina was an expert at, it was failing to do the one thing she had to in desperate moments. “Mom, wake up!” With an ear-splitting scream, Hina’s emotions swirled from deep inside her and bursted around her, the girl feeling as though she would break apart herself. Cries wracked her body, and her subconscious desperately looking for anyway to escape the situation, as it had done the very day she exposed their secrets to Vellume. As her real body disconnected from the reality around her, Hina’s consciousness bounced from the street lamp, to the power box down the way she had came, to the power line above her, each sparking and igniting with the overload of magic forced into them. Retreating back to herself, Hina stared around herself at the mess she had made -- the glass scattering the ground from the shattered lamp post, the blazing power box and the sparking line over her head. Was this all she was good for? Destruction? 

   Latching on to the stained sweater of her mother, Hina sobbed freely, her despair mounting. “Why?” She choked out, screaming at the sky, at her mother, at anyone who would listen. “Why me? Why us? I don’t know what you want from me! I have nothing left to give you!” Beside her leg, Hina’s fist slammed against the ground, and she buried her face in her mother’s hair. “Please just wake up, Mommy...” The goosebumps were gone, but Hina still felt the chill down into her bones.

Safe and Sound

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“Where is Hina Gallagher?” Mizuki struggled to catch her breath as she stood at urgent care’s reception desk. Every wheeze tightened her lungs, and she knew she wasn’t the most physically adept. Yet she had been running around Cestrelle for the past few hours desperately searching for her sister after receiving her distressed message.

And then she finally received the call from the hospital, informing her of her sister’s location. In that moment, Mizuki realized that she had failed. She was useless. She couldn’t do anything. How could she have let this happen? Why didn’t she have any fucking use in the world except for working on some god damn machine?

Hazily Mizuki nodded when the front desk worker gave her the information and allowed her to press further. Fear clouded her judgement, and panic slowed her down. Her feet were yelling at her to take a break, but her heart was screaming to hurry up and find Hina.

With her own emotions running haywire, the feelings all around her were amplified and it felt like her brain was being slammed onto the floor and stomped on as she tried to sift through her own thoughts. But when she glanced at the doctor leaving her sister’s room, she could only feel her dread growing from the solemn vibes that came from him.

Mizuki entered the room after asking for permission, taking a deep breath as she closed the door behind her. Her heart stilled in her chest as she approached the hospital bed. Goosebumps prickled along her shoulders and up her back as she stared at her twin, laying in the bed with bandages wrapped around her head. And seeing Hina in this state caused Mizuki’s heart to plummet in the dark recesses of her chest.

Turn off your emotions, Mizuki. Just turn them off and it’ll be fine.

Heat burned the corners of Mizuki’s eyes and her cheeks as the tears slowly started falling. There wasn’t much that she could do right now, and she felt useless. 

“Oh gods, Hina,” she cried, falling down onto the bed as she curled her hands around her twin’s fingers. She choked on a sob, gasping for air afterwards. She was a mess and she was never able to control her own emotions once she got into this state. “Please wake up! Don’t leave me.”

... --- ... (S.O.S.) || Event Drabble

   The day had been normal enough. Hina had opted for the morning shift at the garage, always finding the comfort of machines the most prominent when the rising sunlight streamed in through the windows and bounced off the plentiful brass and gears. As her name suggested, Hina had always been more fond of summer and sunshine. And so, after hours of working with grease on her palms and her mind turning with technological thoughts, it came to no surprise that she chose to take a walk down the flower lined alleys of Jax once her sister had come to relieve her. 

   It was a warm day, with a soft breeze blowing loose hair away from her eyes. The world around her was loud, but ultimately quiet compared to the home she originally knew. There was no constant whirring of machines or the creaking of metal, no eyes watching her every move, waiting for her inevitable slip up. Here, everyone was... seemingly unbothered by her and her sister’s magic, as though they almost accepted it, welcomed it. 

   Perhaps here was where they should have been all along.

   But, Hina reminded herself, this wasn’t their home. Not really, anyway. Hina had the inherent feeling, one deep in her gut, that they simply would never belong in Wonderland - or at least, she wouldn’t. Perhaps that was her curse, though, her karma to live with for all she had put her sister through. Mizuki deserved better, she deserved to belong, that much Hina was sure of. She had everything going for her back in their realm, a future so bright and blinding it was hard to believe. But of course she did - Mizuki was brilliant, and beautiful, and kind, and patient, and everything Hina could never be.

   Mizuki was in control. 

   Hina had never been in control. She was always reckless and careless, disregarding dangers either absentmindedly or in complete awareness. Her entire life had been spent following blindly in her sister’s footsteps, desperate to live up to the legacy she had created, the elegance she carried, willing herself to pull together to become something her sister and their father could be proud of. A part of her almost resented Mizuki for it. A bigger part felt guilty. But mostly, her bones were weighed down by a heavy sadness, a constant voice in her mind that told her if only she had been like Mizuki. If only she had been smarter. If only she had been stronger. If only she had been in control. If only she hadn’t been so stupid, then maybe all this pain could have been avoided. This was her fault, her own damn fault, for never knowing how to keep her emotions in check or her powers in line. She should have been born differently. Perhaps it should have been just Mizuki who wound up on their father’s doorstep. Maybe it should have been Hina who was discovered and not their mother -- 

   Before she knew what was happening, the twin was being yanked out of her thoughts by a tight arm latching onto her waist, one hand clapping over her mouth as she attempted to scream. Her immediate reaction was to activate her forcefield, but the brunette struggled to get solid footing and panic welled inside her stomach, throwing her abilities out of control. She had heard the reports of the Killing Joke, knew of the name and the crimes, but had never thought out what to do if it were to happen to her. Hina didn’t have to see anything of her capture to know this was KJ’s work. A muffled cry spilled passed her lips as the realization slammed against her chest. Hina Gallagher was going to die at the hands of this serial killer, in an empty alley, and her sister would have no idea. 

   Her sister. Mizuki. Mizuki would be alone. 

   Hina’s heart pounded rapidly in her chest, banging against her ribcage and urging her to do something. If not for herself, than for her twin, for the one person who has never left her side. Painfully, she thrashed against the Killing Joke’s grip, bruises she was sure would form later punctuating across her stomach, and desperately shot one arm out. She couldn’t leave Mizuki alone, she had already taken too much from her. She couldn’t take anything else. If she could just--

   Latching her teeth desperately onto the hand across her mouth, she provided enough of a distraction to reach out her free arm and wiggle her body just enough to barely touch a dial up phone a few feet from them. This was the one thing she could do, the last fight she could make. Urging all of her wild feelings, all of the panic, anger, disappointment, fear, rage and sadness inside her into that phone booth, she willed a transmission to the garage, praying to whatever God there was that her sister would be there to receive it. 

   ‘... --- ...’ Was all she managed before the booth exploded, overloaded with her unbridled emotions, the sounds of glass shattering and an explosion echoing through the empty alley. Not far away, she could hear voices, all questioning the sound. Smoke rose towards the sky, and as bright blue eyes followed it, she attempted to cry out again. I’m here! Her mind screamed. I’m right here!

   A curse echoed behind her ear, a shiver running down her spine, and as though Hina weighed nothing at all, her body hurled downwards at an alarming rate. The ground met her with fast speed, and her panic nearly doubled. A sickening smack sounded through the alley as the side of Hina’s head collided with the side of the phone booth and again with the concrete ground, and the world went black. Her eyes fluttered closed, but before she lost complete consciousness, Hina swore she could hear a low laugh and receding footsteps. 

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She couldn’t help the giggle that popped up from her at the others playful self as the laptop bag and the cellphone case was settled carefully on the counter top. Marinette thought slowly, thinking of the information that was stored on the computer. “I’m not really sure to be honest. There’s some very.. very sensitive files on here that I need to be protected. The file is labeled mini mouse and it’s the most important one that I have..”

   Hina stacked the cellphone case atop the laptop and held them both firmly in her hands, throwing Marinette a strong smile to assure her she would be very careful with her belongings. Setting them in a separate plastic box (which she would later label with Marinette’s name and contact information), she turned back to the girl and nodded thoughtfully. “I think I know just what you need. I’ll have to consult a little with my sisters notes on computer software,” Mizuki had been studying up recently, though it wouldn’t take long for Hina to catch up. “But not to worry! Your files won’t be viewed or inspected in any capacity! We’ll install the protection and have it back to you asap.”

Threads and Gears | Marinette & Hina

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Mizuki’s face contorted as Hina helped her to her feet, a jolting pain throbbing through her side. She would need to learn their location sooner rather than later; the girl feared that there was something wrong with her side than just some minor bruise.

“We must have just ventured too far from the city,” Mizuki mused, placing a finger beside her cheek as she thought. “We haven’t gone this far from home before, so things must just be too eerily different for us.”

Glancing towards the nearby city, Mizuki gave a determined smile to her sister. “This city looks different than home. They must just have different mechanics than we’re used to.” She turned to look behind her before returning her attention to the nearby city. The cave they slept in was gone, and Mizuki couldn’t recognize the road they were in. She couldn’t push away the haunting feeling of missing landmarks in the distance, but she needed something to grasp onto right now.

If she couldn’t hold onto these thoughts, then what else did she and her sister have? There was no other explanation.

“C’mon, Hina,” she said, grabbing her sister’s hand. She took a deep breath as her eyes focused on the city. “We just need to reconnect. That storm probably messed with us. Or maybe the stress is getting to us. There might be an inn here so we can recover.”

   Instantly, Hina recognized the pained expression on her sister’s face and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Mizuki was in pain, and Hina’s anxiety skyrocketed (not that it hadn’t already been through the roof). “Are you okay, Mizu?” She pressed, watching her carefully for any signs of distress. 

   Hina wanted to believe her twin more than anything. She wanted to take her words and hold onto them as if they were law, as she normally did, but something was turning in her stomach that told her this time they were wrong. 

   “I don’t know, Mizuki,” Hina shook her head, mouth pressed into a thin, worried line. Surely they would have remembered venturing this far, or leaving the cave they took shelter in. Unless something went wrong. Unless Hina used her memory manipulation. But she had sworn to herself never to use her powers against her sister, so what could have urged her to take such drastic measures? Could anything? Would her memory erasure even work on her twin? “Something doesn’t feel right.”

   Shaking herself from the barrage of thoughts parading her mind, Hina gently wrapped her hand around her sister’s arm, pressing their sides together. She was frightened, and the closeness Mizuki provided stilled her beating heart slightly. 

   Nevertheless, her fingers wrapped around her twin’s obediently. Mizuki had always been the wiser among them, and she hadn’t ever steered her wrong before. “Reconnect, yeah, recover,” Hina nodded numbly, following the other towards the distant city. “Maybe we’ll find something we recognize.” 

Welcome to Wonderland | Mizuki & Hina

   Wonderland was far different from anything that Hina had ever experienced in her short nineteen years. In her world, everything had been brass or metal in some form, she could search for miles and there wouldn’t be a spot of land not occupied by some type of technology. Wonderland reminded her of their world before the revolution, before magical people were outlawed and forced into hiding. She had never experienced it herself, but she had read enough in the history books and seen enough movies to assume she had a pretty good idea.

   Thrown off by the lack of machinery in Wonderland, the Gallagher twins decided to open the Gallchobar Garage, which was where Hina spent most of her time such as now. Her hands were covered in oil, a spot or two smeared across her cheek, and she watched in satisfaction as the car she was currently possessing revved its engine and confirmed her hypothesis on its malfunctions. Hearing footsteps, Hina released her hold on the object and turned towards the door, smile bright on her face. 

   “That, my friend, is gasoline! Welcome to the Gallchobar Garage!”

Machines and Nature || Darra & Hina

Starter for @heliosmachina​

     When Darra first ventured out of the forest, he marveled at the advancements that Wonderland had gone through; the talk structures that looked like fingers grasping at the sky; the strange noisy things on the dark road that humans climbed into; the strange bricks that humans held to their ears and talked to. These were all fantastic things that fascinated Darra to no end.

    There was a specific building that caught Darra’s attention as he walked around Wonderland for the day. Entering the “garage,” Darra noted the strange metallic and gaseous smell that filled his nose.

     Pinching his nose, “E-Ew! What’s that smell!?”

“I am an adult. I can make my OWN stupid decisions” - Azalea (tidesvofvmoonlight)

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   “I tried that one on my sister,” Hina nodded, thinking back to the time she attempted to possess the forklift. “She said I can do that when I move out of her house.”

Wonderland Hearts Quote Starters

[ Below are various starters of things that muns have said that we thought were just plain funny. Definitely contains some NSFW. ]

★ mmm watcha say intensifies ★ “Self control? Never heard of it” ★ “…and I get cucked by a yo-yo” ★ “I FORGOT ABOUT THE FUCKING GLITTER” ★ “Half… naked cape guy” ★ “I’M SO TORN ON WHAT POINT I WANNA BRING MY ASSHOLE IN FROM” ★ “I am an adult. I can make my OWN stupid decisions” ★ “I’d say you’re just salty [insert name] but I guess that doesn’t apply here” ★ “Mmm baby meat” ★ “Who the fuck calls ‘laundry sauce’ detergent?” ★ “Her full legal name is Tenderized Mayonnaise” ★ “He is angry that he got orange juice instead of apple juice” ★ “It’s the principle of the thing, you tepid slut” ★ “Muffled feral screaming DARKNESS” ★ “I mean they’re both twinks. It’s easy to confuse them” ★ “I should have left you on that abandoned street corner” ★ “[insert name] give me the brain cell!” ★ “This is the only tender moment I’ll have with a pussy” ★ “Nope. They’re still plainsacks of squishy fun. ★ “HIT THAT BITCH WITH THE DICKS!” ★ “This is for the mirror, you big fat reflective nasty ass bitch” ★ “My butt’s tender. Don’t kick it” ★ “…I’m gay. Please leave me alone” ★“Does puss puss be cuck?” ★ heavy squawking at 11pm ★ “Not to be a lesbian, but oh my god” ★ “I mean yeah. [insert name] is a twink ass coward bitch” ★ “Do you ever wanna talk about your feelings at the police department?” ★ “I MEAN SPIN BOTTLE NOT RUSSIAN ROULETTE” ★ “There’s your answer to the age old question ‘why did the chicken cross the road’. To get away from the exploding KFC” ★ “It’s been dope but I gotta biggity bouncity. Later sluts” ★ “The popo can’t keep us locked up” ★ “You smacked your meat pretty hard, huh?” ★ “Wait, but I feel like I’m boutta get betrayed” ★ “[Insert name] meet me at the Denny’s, I’m going to physically fight you” ★ “I’m love you” ★ “I’M A THOT FOR EVERYONE” ★ “Like you’re not wrong, but I’m going to egg you anyway” ★ “I DIDN’T REALIZE I WAS GIVING OUT FREE ADVICE” ★ “Too much information. Cannot process. Nope. Time to backflip into the sun.”

Misc. angst starters

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“Why didn’t you tell me you were in the hospital?”

“I’ve been alone my whole life…”

“I thought you were different.”

“Everything is falling apart!”

“The police said they couldn’t find anything…people are dead!”

“I can’t believe this is happening to me again.”

“What did I do to deserve this?”

“Listen to me! Everything is NOT going to be fine!”

“I don’t know who to trust anymore.”

“I cried so much last night that I dried out my face.”

“You just make everything worse.”

“We were supposed to be friends, and now we’re not.”

“Are you going to rip my heart out again?”

“Just go. I’d feel better.”

“…what are you covered in?”

“Nothing I do is right, apparently.”

“There’s got to be a way out of this…I just can’t find it.”

“How can I tell him/her/them the truth? I’ve told so many lies.”

“You’re nothing but a liar.”

“I’m not going to turn my back on him/her/them!”

“You don’t have to stay. I understand.”

“Don’t think I’ll forget about this.”

“You just don’t understand what it’s like.”

“I’d die happy if I could just get my revenge.”

“I didn’t CHOOSE this! It’s just my life, okay?!”

“Come on…don’t die on me..”

“Just because I put on a smile doesn’t mean I’m happy.”

“Your mouth tells me one thing, but your eyes tell me another.”

“I’m not the person I want to be.”

“Why couldn’t you just be careful for once in your life?”

“My heart is darker than the night sky.”

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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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“I have an appointment!” Marinette smiled warmly at the other, delighted to meet someone with so much passion for their craft. It made her feel a sort of kinship for the girl. “My name is marinette dupain Chang. I’m here to have my software updated and some better protection added to my phone and laptop.”

   “Perfect!” The mechanic grinned, standing and waking up the laptop they used to store data for all their appointments. Typing with furious speed, Hina listed in the girl’s file what would be done and the timeframe in which it would need to be finished, offering a welcoming smile towards the ravenette. 

   “Well then, Marinette dupain Chang,” Hina mock-bowed, tossing out a playful wink. “You’ve come to the right place. What kind of protection are you looking for?”

Threads and Gears | Marinette & Hina

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                 Of all the places Hikaru has yet to try, the local ice cream shop in the Queens area of Cestrelle was one of them. He heard wonderful things about it, namely their all-too famous Rosy Drop ice cream. It was said to have rose water drops embedded into the ice cream itself and that was one thing he had to try. Not like it was anything new from the standard gelato he had eaten in the surface world, but, hey, it’s Wonderland. Anything he’s tried, time and time again, this place has exemplified that it can do it better.

Walking inside the shop, he takes a look around and examines the decor. Not too bad; it was like the usual ice cream places he’s been in really. He takes a sharp inhale, hands moving inside his pants pocket in an automated response as he begins to walk towards the counter. Though he stops when he spots a familiar face. Or that’s what he thinks. Walking towards the girl with the vanilla and chocolate swirl in hand, he tilts his head with furrowed brows—concentrating on the goggles. Funny, she didn’t have that before.

Hikaru’s eyes widen when the other had finally noticed him and his gawking. He was definitely taken aback by what the other said. Does she not remember him?

“ You don’t remember me? ”

And without regard, he slips in on the empty booth across from her.

“ We ran into each other around the Jax area. You were attempting to sacrifice yourself when a thin metal slab attempted to hit me. You really don’t remember that? It happened recently.  ”

  Her mouth still hung open, her tongue poised to take a lick, as Hina watched him slide into the otherside of the booth. Their legs were nearly touching. This certainly wasn’t what she’d been expecting, and her lips touched the icy treat skeptically as he spoke and she leaned back in the plastic seating. “Your face is ringing zero bells,” She replies, brushing a sleeve against her cheek to rid it of any grease left behind. Skilled fingers pushed her goggles up a little bit higher on her head with a knuckle, a thoughtful frown settling on her pursed lips.

  The twin stared him down for a moment, azure gaze studying his features as she leaned forward - definitely breaching his personal bubble, she was sure. With a note of finality, she hummed and replaced herself in her slumped position, ice cream threatening to drip down her wrist. “Nope, I have never seen you before in my life,” Hina decides. “Besides, if what you’re saying happened really happened, I would have just made a forcefield,” She waved her hand dismissively, as if this kind of thing was a regular occurrence. “I can handle my metal, thank you very --”

  And then it hit her. Mizuki. Licking around the side of the cone to save all the sweet treat she could, Hina sighed and shook her head, gaze lifting to meet the stranger’s. “You must have met my sister, Mizuki. We’re twins.” Tilting her chin up, Hina did her best sisterly impression, pulling on an expression that said ‘I am the older and more mature twin, listen to me’. “She kind looks like this, definitely seems like she always knows what she’s doing? Probably carrying a lot more than she needed to?”

  Hina missed her sister, the eldest twin spending so much time in the shop it was almost like they never saw one another unless Hina herself was working. Maybe she should make an attempt for them to arrange some time to spend together. “Is that who you met?”

twins times two | hikaru & hina