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Your Y/N, Snatched

(Little fic about how The Lads "met" in Descendants of the Trio AU)

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"Alright. We've got the shelters, we've finally worked out the last issues with the food farms, we're working on the apartments, we've got the starting bones of our solar farm... I think we've earned a nice walk through the woods." Mark looks at The Captain with a smug, dopey smile. The Captain gives him a thumbs-up, and Mark turns off the screen.

They walk out of the Command Shelter and into the currently-deemed-safe part of the woods surrounding their steadily growing colony. Mark takes a deep breath and sighs happily. "You know something, Captain? It's been a year since we've seen any wormholes."

The Captain nods, sighing contentedly as well.

"Just peaceful building, working out normal colony issues, exploring our new homeworld..." Mark smiles at The Captain. "And I couldn't ask for a better leader through all of it."

The Captain puts their hand up and makes a little "Oh, stop," motion, bashful.

"It's true, Captain. I know I've apologized for the Core over and over, and I know you're tired of it. But... I mean it when I say I couldn't have been more wrong about you. And I mean it when I say you're the best person, the only person, who could have saved us from that situation."

They shuffle their feet, overwhelmed.

"I'm proud to be your friend, Captain. And I'm glad you decided it was worth keeping me around when things calmed down, I mean I would have completely understood if after all that you never wanted to see me again. Hah, I wouldn't have blamed you for opening another wormhole just to-"

A black wormhole opens before them, and an arm with a red suit sleeve reaches through and yanks The Captain inside before Mark can even blink.

He stares, mouth agape, into the wormhole.

Peep

Eep!

Don't leap!

Mark doesn't remember this important lesson, not when all he knows is that one year after the worst ordeal of their lives, one years after it being his fault The Captain got dragged into a wormhole that nearly ruined their lives-

It just happened again.

"CAPTAIN!"

He jumps in just before it closes.

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"Alright, do we need to go over the plan again? PFF, of course not, it's the easiest plan ever!" Mark grins at his partner, adjusting his heisting vest. "Okay, this time if there's a guard dog, I'll be doing the petting as distraction, okay? I'm sick of you petting all the dog and never telling me!"

His partner holds up their hands in begrudging agreement, and he smiles again.

"Good, great. Okay, now, I'll go this way, and you go-"

He cuts himself off, mouth open and eyes scrunching in confusion s he points behind his partner. They turn around to see a swirling black wormhole behind them.

"Well that's... new. Maybe we should get awAHHHHH!"

Mark stumbles back as a hand shoots out of the wormhole and snatches his partner into it!

"HEY! WH- YOU CAN'T HEIST A HEIST-EE! GIVE THEM BACK!"

He dives head-first into the wormhole, a slice of his boot shaved off as it closes just after he makes it through.

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"Nah nah nah, youse gotta put more oomph into it!" Yancy takes the newbie's hand and jerks it forward. "See? Put your whole body into the shiv motion, and you get a real good stab!"

They nod thankfully, and try it again. Yancy claps.

"Hey, not bad! How's about we go try it on a guard, huh?"

They nod enthusiastically.

"Oh, let me show youse how t' turn on your heel, it'll come up a lot in our numbers! Okay, plant your foot like this, and then youse gonna twist-"

They copy him, stumble a little bit as they fail the landing-

And stumble right into a wormhole.

Yancy blinks. And scowls.

"Youse thinkin' you can take my prison family?! Huh?!"

He tries to shiv the wormhole.

And falls right in.

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"Alright, tiger." Illinois looks at his assistant and winks. "Hand over that idol and we'll be on our way to the next adventure."

His assistant hesitates a moment, looking into the idol's central gemstone. Illinois tsks, and snatches it out of their hands. "Now, come on. I've told you not to look into these."

He places it on the podium and steps back, hands on his hips. "Just you wait, tiger, soon enough we'll be- ah, there it is." He smiles smugly at the wormhole that opens up. "Wonder which heaven we'll be visiting this time."

He looks at his assistant. "Tell you what. You go first. You earned it, even if it does deprive you of a... desirable view, hah."

His assistant walks up to the wormhole, and pokes their head into it. They stiffen up and try to pull themselves out, but a red-sleeved arm reaches out, grabs them waist of their pants, and yanks them all the way in.

Illinois looks at the wormhole for a moment, hands on hips. And then gives a confident scoff.

"A rescue, huh? Now that'll be a change of pace."

He saunters in without a care or sense of urgency, just barely making it through before the wormhole snaps shut.

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Mark gazes as his beloved intently as they finish their food. "And look, this time-" he pulls out his wallet. "-I triple checked, just to make sure our date goes smoothly." He giggles and wiggles his shoulders, making a slight kissy face. His beautiful and/or handsome date blushes, and he hands his whole wallet to the waiter without looking.

"I've got so. much. planned for this date." He offers his hand to his date and they accept it, making him grin even wider at the intimate touch. "No play this time, just in case. No shooting anyone, either! This time, it's all calm, and perfect-"

He opens the door to find the entire outside world replaced with a swirling black wormhole.

"AH!" He jerks back, pushing his date back as well. "Whoa, okay, I did not plan for this, um-"

A hand reaches out and grabs his date, yanking them into the wormhole!

"NOT AGAIN! UH, DON'T WORRY! I'M COMING TO HELP YOU! WE'LL HAVE ONE GOOD DATE, I SWEAR!"

He jumps in.

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Of all the sensations that this group of men have felt over their varied and diverse lifetimes... the feeling of finding themselves in a small room and a bunch of other strangers is one of the most uncomfortable.

Yancy gets up first, holding out his shiv as a warning. "Youse kidnapping fuckers better stay-! Oh, you."

"M-me?" Mark puts a hand to his chest. "What about me?"

"Youse came in with my good pal their first day." Yancy quints accusingly.

"Um, I have never been caught- been to jail, once in my life."

"Course youse did, you-" Yancy looks at his arm, and frowns. "Ooooh... that's new."

"What are you-"

"Ahem." Mark stands up, brushing off his suit. "I don't mean to ignore the uh, insane! Situation, we've found ourselves in. But maybe introductions are in order? And how we all got here? I'll even get the ball rolling, just to.. get the ball rolling. I'm Mark, and I'm here looking for my date, who got taken away into a wormhole."

"Um, you can't be Mark." Mark points at himself. "I'm Mark."

"Okay, so we have the same na-"

"I am Mark." Mark straightens his beret. "We can't all be Mark, I have had more than enough of that for my life!"

"Whoa, settle down, flight school." Mark scoffs at Mark.

"Flight school- I'm a spaceship engineer!"

"I'm a master criminal, which is way cooler. I was just in the middle of an incredible new heist when my partner got stolen from me!"

"Well I was on a walk with my Captain when they got stolen from me!"

"By a... swirling black wormhole? Illnois, by the way."

"Yes, by a wormhole. We were done, with wormholes, I don't know how-" Mark stiffens, and glares at the others. "Did one of you assholes mess with a wormhole?"

"I was in prison teachin' my pal how to stab guards."

"I was just on a date! I just want to take them on one good date!"

"I just said I was doing a heist."

"Well, I wouldn't say we were messing with wormholes, just... returning ancient artifacts to their resting places. Which sometimes takes us to other planes of existence, but... part of the job."

Mark scowls. "Well someone opened those wormholes! And-and now we're... all... missing? Our friends? ... Mark-"

"Yes?" "What?"

"Oh, that's no good." Yancy tucks his shiv into his pants. "How's about... you're Space, you can be uh... Heist... and youse was on a date, right? You're Date, now."

"Why can't one of us be Mark?"

"Don't want you fightin' over the claim to the name."

"Whatever," Space says, jerking his arms in front of him like he's clearing something off a whiteboard. "Just! This must have a connection, right? We all had someone stolen from us but a wormhole, and all ended up here. Let's find the thread! What's your person like?"

"Handsome and/or beautiful like you wouldn't believe," Date sighs, placing a hand over his heart. "Amazing to talk to, they don't really say words so much but they still make such amazing conversation. Somehow."

Yancy nods, rubbing his chin. "Yeah, yeah, mine too. And a real appreciation for th' arts! My musical number swayed 'em to stay in prison with me!"

"Oh, mine loves the arts too! We went to two plays for our first date, hah, it was amazing. ... Until they got kidnapped. By a... supernatural force. God, this is becoming a pattern..."

"I don't know if my assistant is quite as out-of-this-world gorgeous as me," Illinois says with a shrug and a cocky laugh. "But ah... not bad on the eyes, not bad at all. And a lot of conviction. Bravery, even. They don't back down when things get... spooky."

Horror and realization slowly overtake Space's expression. "Sometimes even to the point of it being madness, or stupidity, or blind hope?!"

"Just keep going," Heist huffs. "A little too adaptable, honestly? Like, I know I have a policy of not going back for a rescue if things go sideways, but the fact that they reciprocate it sometimes-"

"Hey, youse is dead every time they abandon you!" Yancy smacks his arm, shoving it under Heist's nose. "Look at that!"

"What are you- what the fuck-"

"Everyone shut up!" Space shouts. Everyone freezes and look at him. "Okay, well, here's what I think. I think all of our friends are variations of the same person, okay?"

"Pfff, that's crazy." Heist makes a 'get a load of this guy' face to the other three. Illinois nods in agreement, but Yancy and Date seem to mull over Space's words.

"You know..." Yancy looks at both of his arms. "I do know that kinda thing is possible... lotsa different paths to take, lotsa version of stuff happenin'..."

"And I'm not against the idea of more of them in existence..." Date says slowly.

"Good! You believe me, yes! Okay, first things first, let's get out of this-"

The door doesn't budge.

"... Get out of this-" He slams his body into it as hard as he can. It creaks... like it's laughing.

Space's eyes go wide. "No, no, no no no not again, not this again no please, please-!"

"I gots this." Yancy spits into his hands, slicks his hair back a little more, spit into them again, and tries to knob. Nothing. He jams the shiv between the door and the wall, and they all hear a lock click.

But it still won't budge.

It creak-laughs again.

Space stumbles back, beginning to hyperventilate.

"I've got this." Heist pulls a spoon out of his beanie. "I'm a champion hole digger, j-u-ust watch and lea-"

The spoon breaks as soon as it lightly touches the ground. Heist's face falls. "Oh. Uhh..."

"I also happen to be an experienced hole digger." Date smiles, pursing his lips and wiggling proudly as he pulls out his own spoon. "Now you watch and learn!"

He starts scraping as the ground. Slowly. Really, really slowly.

"You uh... okay over there, buddy?" Illinois looks over at Space in the corner. "Kind of look like you're having a... breakdown, of some kind."

Space is too busy banging on the walls to try and find weak spots to reply.

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Actor sits back, watching the group in the room. "Quite the gaggle of friends you've gathered, Y/N."

He looks over at the former Distract Attorney, smiling as they bang their fists against the mirror.

"Oh, you want a better look?" The room warps, twisting around them, Actor standing still in the middle of it all. The old TV now faces the shattered mirror, Actor standing beside it.

"I didn't intend any of them to come with you, you understand." Actor pats the TV. "I just needed to collect enough pieces of you to get a co-star! Not my fault they followed. Not the brightest of the bunch... but entertaining, aren't they?"

The DA sobs behind the glass, silent as ever, each shard showing a piece of different version of them. An arm with a futuristic wristpad and gloves, a head donning a black beanie, a torso split between date attire and an adventure's shirt, white-and-black stripes pants...

"They'll be just fine, I promise. I mean, I have my castlist, I have my stories, no need to change it for some..."

A glint catches his eye. He tilts his head, looking at the corner of the mirror he can see the TV's reflection in. Y/N looks down at it too, and tries to cover it up.

Actor steps closer, waving his cane. Inside of the mirror, a shadow pushes Y/N aside.

"... nobodies," Actor whispers.

He looks back at the TV, and then at the reflection of it.

Oh, the reflection of it...

So... very... interesting.

Swirling pink chaos, familiar but not quite exact... three with traces of his own power around them, just seeping off... and that last one, panicking and smacking against the walls...

The red and blue...

"Who knew?" Actor chuckles. "Looks like I'm not the only one who left a few bastards running around out there. And you managed to find and befriend every one of them..."

Actor stands suddenly, making Y/N jolt. He leans on his cane, looking at the TV.

"Maybe I'll keep them a little while longer. See if this little audition goes well after all. And just maybe... I can find a place for your little friends."

He looks back at Y/N, grinning.

"Everyone loves a good legacy role."

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