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lilslotsofchat · 4 years

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JUMPER - Four/Billy

i might make this a series. let me know if you like it. this was actaully fun to write. if there is any spelling or sense making problems do let me know. allow the big gaps as well they won’t go. i feel like there needs to be more dialogue in my posts but because i tried to stay close to the original scene in the film there wasn’t much from four.

i hope you enjoyed this

warnings : swearing/ mentions of S*icide/ death/ mentions of bl*od

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there were seven on the team but eight numbers. one the billionaire an asshole but loveable. two C.I.A Spook french talented. three the hitman confusing but the best of the best. four the sky walker the lover and the thief. five the doctor extremely talented under pressure. six the driver a kid but knows what he’s doing. and finally eight the jumper the lovers other half eight is the teams superhero as six calls her. they were about to do their first mission in florence, italy. the sky walker and the jumper had been tasked to stay in the sky. hidden on rooftops observing what to do and where to go next. one and two went in to get what they needed from the lawyer. five stayed with six in the neon green vehicle. three was waiting with a lorry to do what ever he needed to do when the time came.

four and eight were on the climb to the top of the cathedral. “you need help or no because you’re taking your sweet time” four stated to the woman following him up extending the e on sweet. she flipped him off as she climbed. “just get up there four” eight sarcastically replied to him they made it to the top as the sun started to rise. he helped her over the barrier. then they stood and watched over the city like they had done on many occasions in their relationship. “twos been shot” ones only slightly irritating voice came over the communication system the couple had in their ear. “is she alive” eight asked. four put his hand on top of eights hand it was cold. they had been climbing for many years together and he knew they always were cold after a long climb. “she’s alive” six’s voice echoed over the line. eight let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding. four grabbed her hands and brought them into his ones. he pressed his hands to his mouth and breathed into the little pocket he made. slowly warming up her hands. she leaned into his chest after her hands were warm. he wrapped his arms around her body. his fingers rubbing small circles into her spine. they watched the sun rise over the old city. “kids get ready” threes voice interrupted their moment on the top of the cathedral in florence. four let go of his lover and climbed on the railings. “go down to that building babe.” four said she made eye line with the building that four had spotted. she slid down the dome and jumped around the rooftops till she made it to the clock tower that four had directed her to. four saw her rise on the spot he said. she looked up towards him and waved and he waved back. the coms had been quiet from the car for some time and eight was waiting for a call in for her from one. she stood there for ten minutes before moving closer to where the mission started but only a block so it was easier for four to see her to direct her if he needed to.

eight could hear the shouting over the coms system. she looked up at four. he motioned for her to go to them. “one where are you im coming” eight said bouncing across the orange tiles her hoodie getting covered in the dust she was creating. she found an abandoned bike on the side of the road. “by the river. if six wants to hurry up” one replied to his youngest member. she nodded and biked till she saw the river. discarding the bike she jumped on a trash bin and began to scale the side of a building. she pulled out her gun from her backpack. she immediately spotted the glaring green car. “six could you have chosen any other fucking colour of car” her british accent seething at the bright colour that hit the sun in all the wrong angles. “i didn’t have any time eight.” six replied after a moment. the car sped down the road. “couldn’t be any more obvious. four can you see it from there” eight joked as she shot a tire on a moped causing an enemy to fall off. eight had never killed a man in her time of thieving and stealing. one did not believer her but it was true. she had an eye and the mind to see where she wouldn’t kill. four loved this about her. she didn’t want blood on her hands but wanted to help in the most way she could. when one found four he knew about the soon to be eight. four had (luckily in ones case)fallen from a building in ukraine. one had spotted the thieveing couple on his radar as soon as he wanted to build a team. he knew that they were talented and he wanted them both but his rules about loving were going to be hard in their case. he stupidly left the female grieve until she was at the point of ending her own life. he found her on the top of a building where she loved to be but also was about to end what she loved. he saved her life and allowed her to see her lover who she thought was dead. “six really this colour is hurting my fucking eyes.” eight hissed jumping across a block of buildings in seconds. “can you sort us out eight or are you going to complain” one snapped over the coms. eight just laughed and continued to do what she did best. shots were being fired at her but she was able to doge most of them one or two clipped her arms but she did not even realise.

“four where are you” one asked over the coms after some time of eight jumping. “you ask for his help now” eight said. “i’m here” four answered ones question looking to where eight had gone but he had lost her. she was running along the streets acting like a jogger in the morning of florence. she waved at an old lady at a cafe as she spotted the green car. “six can you get the fuck away from busy areas.” she hissed at him. “i am driving as best as i can to get away from these bad guys eight.” six snapped back at his team mate. eight jumped over a bike that had been flung at her. she ran up back alleys to get to the central point that four told her to go to with a bell. she had not a clue what it was called. “i’m where you said four” eight muttered to herself listening to the arguing over the coms. “four where the fuck are you” one snapped again over the line. “where is here” six shouted over his radio. “specificity” one added to six’s comment. eight laughed. “where are you going” four said over the line. eight sat down catching her breath after running for however long she had been. she waited for the green car. she climbed to the top of the bell to see the crew in a courtyard. “final destination shit” she said as she saw the car with poles all in the window. dropping back down as the car came speeding in her direction. “not yet” she said to herself as she watched it pass under her. she waited another ten minutes. “fake em out six. eight on you babe” four said after a moment of time and engines getting louder in her direction. she saw to SUVs come into the bell statue and the green car hid under it. she saw four slide on a skate board. she grabbed a gun and shot out the tires of the car that four had not dealt with. he looked up at her and watched at the green car vanished away again. “come to me kid” three called over the line. four grabbed her as she dropped from the banister on the bell stand. they ran to the lorry and he shielded her his hand on her back running ducked down to three.

they followed the carnage to where the green car was going. four held onto the rope in the back of the lorry and eight gripped onto him as three sped up when he heard the yelling pick up over the radio. “oh shit” six’s voice was filled with worry and a crash was heard. three stopped the lorry and four held onto eight tighter to keep them from falling over. eight immediately opened the door to the lorry and jumped out her gun held up. one two and five were running away from the neon green car that was hidden behind a forklift. “where’s-“ fours statement was cut short by him walking closer to see six impaled in the neck and chest by the teeth of the forklift. eight out her hand to her mouth and tears formed in her eyes. the whole team knew six for two months. he was so talkative and really lifted the crews spirits when they were overthinking this mission. he would never be quiet about his past life racing as he called it. no one really knew what he did or even his name. six was fours buddy and they were together a lot of the time. eight and six formed a friendship which was full of jokes and late nights talking about their past which one disagreed with. six wanted to drive cars for the team and he really enjoyed it when he drove the from the graveyard to the diner he enjoyed it. six took joy out of small things. eight watched blood drip from six’s body. she let a tear slip down her cheek. “fuck” she said walking over to the car. “eight we have to go.” one said. she looked back. and then opened the passenger seat car door. she used her hands to reverse the car and six’s body slumped on top of hers as the tooth cane out of the poor boys neck. she let out a gasp. four grabbed the dead mans shoulders and held them up as eight opened the car door on six’s side. the pair of them grabbed his dead weight body and took it to the lorry they put him in the back and eight pulled off her jumper and placed it over his face. four pulled her in for a hug and just held him as they both looked down at the dead man on the floor of the lorry.

one ushered them all to the boat. four and three carried six’s now stiff body to the old rickety boat that barley moved. they placed him in the clear body bag. “can i get something” eight asked just before the boat was ready to leave. one nodded and let her go. four walked to the back to watch her. she ran over to get a flower from the ones growing next to the water. she chose one quickly and ran back over. four held his hand out and helped her across the plank and then put it on the back of the boat. he let her go before himself and she walked towards the group at the back. the group had changed and five had tended to the gashes on eights arms from the bullets that brushed her sleeves. she thanked the woman before going to change herself. one threw their gear off side of the boat before telling three to pick up the pace on the boat driving. three drove the boat for at least two hours before one said it was time to send six to his watery grave. “this is sad.” eight said to four as they watched the water move slowly. “i know.” four muttered to her his hand on the small of her back. she looked down at the flower she grabbed, realising she grabbed two. “one can i put this in” she said showing just one flower. one nodded and let her tuck the flower into six’s hands. she kissed her fingertips and pressed them to her forehead. one let her zip up the bag. “toast to six” three asked, the crew took a sip of rum before looking back down at the young man in front of them. “we didn’t even know his name” eight said to the group. they all frowned other than one who just looked down that the man they lost dressed in white and covered in red. “yeah what was his name one” three asked their leader. one rose his hand to shake off the question. “doesn’t matter he’s dead now” one said costly but eight seemed to notice the care in his tone. “did he have a family” five asked. two looked around and spoke up. “i think you’re looking at it.” one looked mad. he and eight blocked out the conversation. eight leaned over the side of the boat and watched the body sink to the floor. “rest in peace six” she said as she threw the petals from the flower into the water. she knew that a proper burial couldn’t happen. he was already a gravestone in a graveyard somewhere in america. his family most probably had grieved his death and moved on almost. four held eight closely as the petals soon drifted away from their eyesight. he pressed a kiss to her temple and one scolded them for showing affection but he knew that he allowed for them to meet again in the life of a ghost. he had to understand that they loved each other and they were going to even if they were dead to the world.

#six underground #6 underground #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy #ryan renolds #dave franco #four imagine

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zaynmirrors · 5 years

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Hardware 2: Steve Rogers AU

Parings: Steve x Fem!Reader, Bucky x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Swears, mentions of sex, violence, blood, and Bucky being a dick.

a/n: let me know if you guys want a part 3!

“Hey Y/N” I looked over as I walked in to see Wanda waving me over to her. I walked over, she glanced around quickly causing me to raise an eyebrow at her. “So I was asking around about Bucky”

I looked at her quizzically, “what about bucky?”

She chewed on her lip in thought, “some of the girls say he’s a bit of a player”

This was news to me, I hadn’t ever heard this about the guy but to be fair I only ever really talked to Steve and Wanda, trying to mind my own business.

“Well, thanks for the warning Wanda” I scoff, not really meaning to come off the way it sounded. She looked at me, hurt blatant in her eyes. I sighed.

It was hard to believe this new information but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I had seen him joking around with a few of the other female workers but never thought anything of it. As I was rethinking the encounters I had passed by, the looks and touches all clicked.

“Fuck” I mumble running a hand through my hair, chancing a glance at bucky who smiled at me. I have a small smile back before looking at Wanda who still stood in front of me who had pushed down the hurt and was now looking at me with concern. “I slept with him”

“What the hell,” she said clearly judging my decision.

“Listen, it was a lapse in judgment and plus the man knows how to talk” I sighed and rubbed my face, I had to process everything I wasn’t about to go outside without a clear head. “Hey, Nat?” I asked causing her to look at me. “Can I work down in lumber?”

She looked at the schedule and then back up at me, “yeah that’s fine, I’ll just send peter outside” I nodded and headed down to lumber and I had pretty much worked in lumber ever since.

“Hey Y/N” Steve smiled and sent a wink my way. I just laughed and waved at him relieving Pepper. Steve came over and leaned on the counter.

“Can I help you?” I asked with a smile.

“Buck said you didn’t call him back after you guys went out” I mentally cursed myself, of course, he knew he was bucky's best friend. “Listen, I know he doesn’t have the best track record.”

“What do you want me to say then, Steve?” I asked picking at the hem of my shirt. “He’s a sweet guy but I don’t want to be another notch in his belt” even though I already was.

“Well then maybe-“ he paused signing out of his nose, “maybe you shouldn’t have gone out with him” I looked at him perplexed.

“What do you mean Steve” I looked at him, eyebrow raised in confusion. I watched as he cursed under his breath, “What are you saying” I asked still confused.

“I’m saying, maybe you should’ve gone out with me instead” he bowed his head like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“Didn’t see that one coming?” Thor said from the pro desk who had apparently been listening to our conversation.

Before I could even open my mouth to speak Steve had walked down to the back of lumber leaving me to stew in the news.

Steve started avoiding me after dropping that bomb on me but it gave me time to process. I was oblivious to his flirting, all the jokes and constant picking. I never once knew.

“Hello M’lady,” Thor said as I walked past him at the pro service desk. “I will be taking my lunch, so you won’t have a loader for an hour.” I nodded, great.

Everything was smooth sailing until I had to try and find someone to drive the forklift. I paged over the intercom but no one ever showed.

“Sir I’m sorry, I don’t have anyone down here at the moment” I apologized for what seemed like the millionth time, “if I was certified to drive a forklift I would”.

“This is a load of bullshit, I’ve been waiting twenty damn minutes” he grumbles. “Call your manager”

I stumbled for words, I never did well with people angry or projecting their anger at me. I grabbed the phone shakily when I heard a voice go, “what did you need help with sir?”, I looked to see Steve who never once looked at me.

“I need you to get a damn pallet of 2x4x8s down” he gripes, arms crossed.

Steve put on a smile, “I’ll get that for you right away” he hurried down the aisle hopping up on the forklift, not even bothering to get a spotter.

“Thank you,” the guy said, semi subdued though there was no way he was going to come back here, he made that point very clear as he mumbled it under his breath multiple times while watching Steve.

The man left and I took the opportunity to study Steve. I noticed a gash oozing crimson on the back of his bicep. “Steve is that fresh?” he looked at his arms but it was in such an awkward place he couldn’t see what I was talking about until he decided to feel for the wound.

“Oh, yeah” was his reply as I bent down to unwrap some paper towels that were under the counter and dabbed at the wound, he pulled a bandage out from his vest pocket and handed it to me.

I opened the package and gently placed it over the wound, smoothing out the edges so it clung tightly. He looked at me and smiled, “thanks, darlin’”

“No problem” I replied quietly as he gently pulled his arm from my hand. He wouldn’t look me in the eyes, and again he walked off.

“Did I miss anything?” Thor said grabbing my attention, a fast-food cup in his large hand. I shook my head dismissing him.

Finally we had closed for the night, still with a bit of daylight let. I walked to my car mindlessly, only stopping when a hand wrapped around my wrist. I turned around to see Steve.

“I wanted to talk to you but I didn’t think to do it on the clock was appropriate” Steve began, eyes full of apology and regret.

I shook my head, “it’s okay Steve”

he shook his head dismissing me. “Bucky-“ he sighs heavily and then swallows hard, clearly not wanting to say what he’s about to say, “Bucky told me, and a few other guys that you two fucked.”

I was taken aback, unsure of what to say or even how to process this. I back away slowly, he let my wrist slide out of his hand. “What?”

“Listen I thought you should know” he pleads to look me dead in the eye, I glanced away to look at Bucky who had paused watching the two of us.

My eyes welled with tears as I stared at bucky, he began to walk over, “what the hell did you say to her punk” he growls at Steve.

“The Truth bucky!” Steve tried But Bucky shoved him back before grabbing him by the collar. “You used her!” Steve spat.

“Yeah I may have but it isn’t any of your business is it, punk,” Bucky said teeth gritted. He was clearly pissed off.

“You knew!” Steve started, “you knew she liked you and knew that I liked her, fucking us both over.” I watched bucky's face, there was no denial in his eyes.

I shoved at Bucky, enough to shock him into dropping Steve, “why the hell would you do that, asshole” I cried at him. He just stared at me.

He didn’t care whether or not he hurt people, he only did what he wanted, no matter who is hurt, including his best friend. “Fuck You Bucky,” Steve said as I turned away not being able to handle anymore.

“Y/N wait” Steve tried as I walked away to my car. “Y/N please!” He pleaded I turned to look at him tears pricking my eyes.

“Leave me alone!” I screamed, voice wavering at the threat of spilling tears.

Steve’s jaw tensed but not because of me, he turned out storming straight toward Bucky. There was a loud thud and an oof. Steve had punched Bucky in the mouth.

Bucky stared at him, spitting blood onto the asphalt below him. He used a hand to push back his greasy hair. Then it was like he snapped jumping on Steve. They fought for dominance before Tony yelled: “what the hell is going on here!”

He pulled them apart, both slightly bloody and breathing heavily. “You know what I don’t think I want to know” tony dismissed. “Go home”

“Yes sir” Steve breathes out turning to walk away from the scene, but I gently grabbed his wrist. He looked at me and I gave him a small smile.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up,” I said softly pulling him to my car. Somehow convincing him to let me take him home with me.

He looked around my small apartment taking it in as I led him into the bathroom. “Nice place” he commented.

“It’s small, but it does the trick” I shrug getting him to sit on the closed toilet. I reached over his head, grabbing the storage container that held my first aid kit.

Dampening a washcloth with Lukewarm water I gently started to clean his wounds. He hissed when I would get close to the fresh wound but other than that he made no noise but just watched me.

“What?” I asked with a small laugh but stopped short when his warm calloused hand came up and cupped my cheek. I sucked in a small breath as he began closing the distance. I could feel the cut on his lip, as he gently pressed his to mine. The kiss grew in velocity until he winced and pulled away. I tasted copper and looked to see he had reopened the cut on his lip.

“Shit Steve,” I said and placed a clean spot of washcloth on the opened wound, and he just laughed. I looked at him quizzically.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, just didn’t think it would be this way” he laughed out, I gave him a soft smile and planted a kiss on his already bruising cheek, I had no clue where this was going to go but I was going to see this out it was obvious we had something good ahead of us.

part 1

#Steve Rogers #steve x reader #steve rodgers x reader #steve rodgers imagine #steve rogers x y/n #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fic #bucky #bucky fanfic #Bucky Barnes #natasha romanoff #tony stark #ironman #wanda maximoff #thor odison imagine #stucky x reader #stucky

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i-w-p-chan · 7 years

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Miss- err, Mr. and Mr. Croft, Part 10/Legend, Part 2

Important Author Note: Unless it is specified who says which part, the dialogue typically alternates between Tsuna and Hayato.

WARNINGS: OOC, Language (there is a lot of cursing), Violence, Indiscriminate Killing (Tomb Raider Typical Killing- applies to humans, animals, and mythical creatures), Dialogue Heavy, Set In The Tomb Raider Games 'Verses, So May Not Make A Whole Lot Of Sense If You Don't Know TR (unless you, like me, don't mind that), Uses Dialogue From The Game, Collection of Snippets/Drabbles/Scenes Featuring Tsuna's And Hayato's Adventures In The TR Games, Beware Of Unexpected Mood Whiplashes, Ship Teasing, Slight BoyxBoy (why do I even warn about this anymore?), Platonic 5927 (To The EXTREEEEEEEME!), Snark, Badass Tsuna And Hayato, Badasses In Dresses, Perverted Swords, Cute Hammers, And As Always: Shameless Self-Indulgence/Ridiculousness.

Disclaimer: Don't own TR or KHR.

"Look. Exploring another base in the cold ice, with Russian background, and seeking an artifact of mysterious power."

"Hey, at least it's not the Spear of Destiny. So, the base won't just get wrecked from someone attempting to use it."

Hayato looked at a blandly smiling Tsuna.

"Probably."

"Get on, Hayato!"

"Why do you have to be the one driving?!" Despite his complaints, Hayato still rode on the bike behind Tsuna.

"Okay, now you're showing off."

"Why, Zip, I need to have my fun somehow."

"WHOOHOO YEAH!"

"ZIP! DON'T ENCOURAGE HIS RECKLESS DRIVING!"

"You're no fun, Hayato."

"Look, there are even exposed electric wires that we should avoid."

"At least they're not dunked in water. Remember the submarine?"

Tsuna scoffed, "How can I not? You asked me if I had a crush on the Admiral, a man I had only met mere hours prior."

"Amanda?"

"Dammit Lara-" Tsuna covered a wince, "-I'm busy."

Hayato put a hand on Tsuna's shoulder and pushed him back, taking the 'lead' as Lara.

"I see you changed your look." Hayato's expression was neutral, "That was you in Bolivia. With Rutland."

"I've been all over, and I'm going to places you can't conceive of." Hayato honestly doubted that, "You're the one being left behind this time. Sorry."

Was this what it was all about?

Hayato took a deep breath; he had to try- he and Tsuna had gotten so used to being seen by a handful of other people in this world that it stung that their friend of years from before the incident at Paraiso didn't see them. So maybe, maybe, if Hayato made amends, she would finally see. Rutland was able to, after all. And it would make Tsuna happy; which mattered more to Hayato than his pride at the moment. So he would apologize.

(It was also his fault that Amanda was left down in the water to die.)

"I'm sorry, Amanda." Hayato ignored how Tsuna clutched his sleeve and tugged at it, attempting to get Hayato to look at him, "If I'd known you were alive, I swear that I would have done everything I could to save you."

"Please." Amanda turned around to face them, "I got over that a long time ago." She… did? "You know what really used to bug me, though? When I got out and saw that you left without even trying to… oh, what is it archeologists do? Oh, right. Dig."

Oh, no. Nononono. Tsuna was hurt. He had to be taken away from the place and given proper attention; unexpected side-effects from failed bonding attempts were dangerous. Amanda was their friend, true, but Tsuna. Always. Came. First.

Tsuna tugged with more insistence on Hayato's sleeve.

Hayato merely touched Tsuna's hand.

Amanda didn't get to do that, send that accusation Tsuna's way.

"We'd thought of it as a memorial." Tsuna's voice rang out, desperate and beseeching. Tsuna himself walked forward to reach Amanda.

"Whatever." Amanda turned around and spoke with one of the mercenaries near her, "Don't let her follow me."

The mercenary threw a grenade on the bridge; Hayato launched forward, grabbing Tsuna and tugging him away just in time before the bridge exploded.

That stung the most.

"Tsuna?"

Tsuna looked at a worried Hayato, his eyes conveyed his conflict. Tsuna's expression then softened, "I'm fine. Or at least, I will be fine."

A slightly hysterical laugh burst unexpectedly past Hayato's lips, "Oh? Should we get you a few mercenaries to maim?"

"Maybe." Tsuna stared at the door Amanda disappeared into, "And Hayato?"

"Hmm?"

"You don't have to shoulder the blame by yourself."

Oh.

Tsuna patted Hayato on the back, "Now, let's go."

"Amanda." This time, Tsuna took the 'lead', "I'm sorry for what happened, but we can still work together."

"There is no we, Lara." Tsuna's facial expression blanked at 'Lara', "There never was. It was just me down there. Me and this." Amanda put her hand on the stone dangling from her choker, "Do you remember it? I touched it, and it touched me back."

"I don't like the sound of that," Hayato muttered. The stone Amanda was referring to was the same stone she pulled out of the wall in Paraiso. The stone that supposedly controlled the strange creature that was down there.

"I tamed it then. And made it my own."

What? Hayato was incredulous, Tsuna had failed at doing just that, how could Amanda?

The stone glowed under Amanda's hand, and the same creature dropped from the room she was in to the ground in front of Tsuna and Hayato.

"Amanda!"

"A little friendlier than it was in Paraiso, isn't it? I taught it how to fetch."

Hayato scowled, taught it how to fetch, did she?

"You're mad! It killed our friends!" It hurt Tsuna! Hayato wanted to scream at her.

"And it almost killed us," Tsuna spoke, voice deep and emotionless; his head was turned to face the monster, eyes glowing orange and wisps of fire clinging to his form.

Tsuna took a ready stance Hayato recognized: Tsuna was preparing to rush at the monster and tear it limb from limb. Not-so misplaced aggression at its finest.

"And it saved my life, once I mastered it. It's all about a broader perception. I'd stay away from it if I were you, though. It can still be a little touchy."

"It better stay away from me."

It was Tsuna who launched at the monster first, using his flames to propel himself forward and grabbing the monster around its neck.

"I have a score to settle with you." Tsuna grinned viciously, and his flames roared, hiding the two from view. The monster screeched from behind the curtain of flames while Tsuna cackled.

Amanda stared in shock, "What?! What's going on?! How did the flames-?!"

Hayato shook his head and walked over towards the machine in the middle of the room; they had a sword fragment to take.

Hayato tugged the sword fragment towards himself, "Good. Tsuna!"

Hayato turned to look around the shaking room at where Tsuna was; the flames had receded, the creature was on the ground, whimpering as it was pinned down to the ground with Tsuna's ice as Tsuna stood over it with a satisfied expression on his face.

Amanda was still staring in shock at where the creature was.

Hayato raised his voice as he addressed Amanda, "Word of advice! Don't piss Tsuna off!"

Amanda turned towards Hayato, her shock increasing.

"So you can finally see?" Hayato scoffed, "A little too late for that. Tsuna, we're leaving! And no, don't punch a hole through the base! The place is unstable as it is!"

"King Arthur's Museum?"

Tsuna and Hayato snickered.

The two looked at the metal spikes, "Acrobatics time."

"Now what about this gate?"

"I'll melt it, easy as you please."

"Maybe we should have used that forklift."

"…"

"Naaaah."

"I can't believe that we just used a coffin to push the pressure plate."

Tsuna and Hayato looked at the crypts.

"You know," Tsuna started, "There's always this exhilarating part when you find out that a myth is not just a myth."

"And there are those not-so exhilarating parts when the finding is tied with facing deadly monsters. Like Set, dragons, demons, Nephilim, alchemists who've been alive for at least seven centuries."

"And Atlantean rulers who seek the destruction of the Earth."

"Fun."

Tsuna rushed towards the entrance, Hayato hot on his heels; the both of them were worried about what happened with Zip and Alister.

The moment they left the building and got close to the edge of the water, a giant, horned serpent burst out of the water.

"We don't have time for this!" Tsuna grumbled as he and Hayato took out their guns.

"There is venting your frustration and there's using the carcass of your dead enemy- whom you just killed- as a bridge. Have I told you before how vicious you are, Tsuna?"

"Yes. Many, many times before."

Tsuna sighed as he stared at the plane wreckage in the snow. Hayato put a comforting hand on his shoulder. Tsuna smiled at him.

"Shall we?"

"Yes. Let's."

Tsuna arranged the sword's pieces on the ground, then took out the Ghalali key. The moment the key neared the pieces, they shook and began to float, surrounded by green sparks.

Tsuna and Hayato shared a look, and Tsuna inched the key closer and closer to the sword pieces.

The green glow around the pieces strengthened; the Ghalali key shook in Tsuna's hand, its green glow was being mixed in with an orange one as Tsuna's flames sprang forth around his hand and the key.

Then the key flew from Tsuna's hand, though still connected with the flames, and towards the sword pieces.

The key slotted into its place in the hilt, and the sword pieces glowed. After the glow died down, the key separated from the now no-longer fragmented sword and returned to Tsuna's hand.

Tsuna's flames were still around his hand and the key, except they now also wrapped around the sword as well.

"Excalibur reforged." Hayato breathed out.

'Hmm?'

"Hayato, did you hear that?"

"Yes… just what-?"

'Who… are you?'

"I… I'm Tsuna."

'You feel like a Sky…'

Tsuna twitched, just what did that mean?

"And I'm Hayato."

'A Storm…'

Tsuna and Hayato shared a look.

"Umm, guys?" Zip interjected, "Who are talking to?"

"You can't hear him?"

"No. Hear who?"

'I… am the sword and key in your hands, Sky, Tsuna,' The voice spoke again, 'A sword of great kings. A key to great lands.'

"You're Excalibur?!"

"What," Zip wondered, "Does the sword have to do with the voice? It speaks?"

"He speaks." Tsuna corrected absently.

'I have been called that before.'

"You wouldn't mind if I called you 'Cal', would you?"

''Cal'?'

"A nickname for Excalibur. Like I'm Tsunayoshi but go with Tsuna."

'Very well.'

"Hayato?"

"Hmm?"

"It took me years, but I finally got that cool, energy-channeling sword I wanted."

"You… still remember that?!"

"Of course! And wonder of wonders~ He's called Excalibur~"

Hayato put his face in his hands.

"Anyone between us and that stone dies." Tsuna threateningly held Excalibur at his side, not that he needed it to make true on his words- between him and Hayato, they'd be the only people to walk out of here alive.

"Stop!" Amanda called out, "I don't want anything bad to happen."

"A bit too late for that." Hayato snorted.

Amanda gave him a look, "True. It won't stop me if you come any closer."

"I don't need to come any closer to make you get out of the way." Tsuna held the sword aloft, "Cal?"

'Right away.'

The sword swung, emitting a stream of green energy that pushed Rutland, Amanda and the two mercenaries next to them away from the dais.

It may have looked like Tsuna swung the sword, but Excalibur pretty much moved by himself while being held in Tsuna's hand.

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

"You are not going to stop us."

"It only works once! And I'm going to be the one!" Amanda took out the stone on her choker.

As she summoned the creature from the stone, it surrounded her. After the creature fully manifested, it looked different from last time- it glowed purple in the chest area and its body was littered with burn marks.

Amanda was nowhere in sight.

"She merged with it." Tsuna frowned and let go of Excalibur, summoning his flames; Hayato holstered his guns and summoned his flames as well; Excalibur floated in the air, glowing green and orange around the hilt.

The creature dissipated, leaving Amanda on the ground, apparently unconscious, with the stone near her.

Tsuna grabbed the stone; it shook in his hand, refusing him. Tsuna scowled and summoned his flames to the same hand he held the stone in, making sure to burn the stone enough to make it behave. The stone quaked, and then ceased all movement; its outer layer was charred.

Hayato held Excalibur as he descended from the air towards him.

"Well, then. Let's go work that dais," Hayato said.

Once Hayato put Excalibur in the dais, the rocks around the dais shook just like they did that time in the chamber years ago.

'They're reacting to Tsuna.'

"What?" Tsuna was confused.

'They sensed you from your connection with me, and so they're activating in response.'

"Is that what happened before?"

"But you didn't have a connection with the sword that was there."

'Maybe… hmm, maybe my sibling desired for a connection, and the pillars reacted to that.'

"You… may be right." Hayato looked pensive.

Their conversation was cut as the portal rose and glowed.

The two heard echoes of voices- echoes of a conversation from a long time ago.

Tsuna was rendered speechless as they saw Amelia through the portal.

"Who are you?"

"Amelia! It's Hayato!"

"What about Hayato? You stay away from him!"

Realization downed on Hayato, "Don't touch the sword!"

"He didn't do anything!"

Amanda came to at that moment, and once she saw what was happening, she shouted, "Take out the sword!"

"What?! NO!"

"Amelia," Tsuna spoke up, "Please, listen to me-"

"It will explode unless you pull out the sword!"

Amelia looked as terror-stricken as she did all those years ago.

"Oh god, no!"

Amelia… pulled out the sword.

"NO!"

"AMELIA!"

'GET AWAY!'

The portal exploded; Tsuna and Hayato barely jumped away in time, Excalibur flying in the air to land near them.

"You idiots! You ruined everything!"

Amanda was subsequently pinned with two pairs of glowing eyes.

"I should have killed her." Tsuna sighed, his hands trailing along Excalibur's edge.

"…" Hayato sighed, "Maybe we should focus on the search for Avalon. You heard what she said."

"Yes…"

'Amelia… may not be there, you know?'

"Yes, Cal, but…"

"As long as there's a chance, no matter how tiny."

"Yes, that."

"Besides- Tsuna! What would the Scion have to say about this?"

"Let me go see."

End chapter 10

#miss- err mr. and mr. croft #khr #khrtr #tomb raider #sawada tsunayoshi #gokudera hayato

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