#he has head bitch in charge energy but its against his will. ya know
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next gen captain friendship is so goddamn important to me because like. futakuchi yahaba and shirabu are immediately trying to verbally eviscerate each other, kenma's playing video games the whole time, terushima is actively making things worse by cheering for whoever is winning (or losing) the futakuchi-yahaba-shirabu fight, ennoshita has to threaten everyone into behaving, and akaashi wants to go back to tokyo SO BAD but can't because he's too nervous to say that. worst friend group in existence. they're ride or die. they'd sell each other to satan for one corn chip. if one of them needed help hiding a body the others would immediately get a shovel.
#lyz speaks#next gen captains#futakuchi kenji#yahaba shigeru#shirabu kenjirou#kenma kozume#terushima yuuji#ennoshita chikara#akaashi keiji#btw i dont even think ennoshita is being responsible about things...hes like stfu or ill dangle u out the window by ur toenails#he has head bitch in charge energy but its against his will. ya know
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Wine Drunk while watching Godzilla vs Kong
Some major spoilers up ahead!
Mans really just annoyed the shit out of his coworker until he left so he could hack shit, huh?...I love it! 🤣🤣
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You mean to tell me that the explanation for why Godzilla attacked the one tech company site by the dude who studied Kaiju communication and behavior for a living is just, “sometimes people (and creatures) change”???? Like some dumbass justifying a toxic person/relationship??? Like excuse me???? Why are the literal teenagers making more sense than you?????
Also, we’re all in agreement that this facility is either housing Ghidora’s dead head, Mecha Godzilla, or Mecha Ghidora, right?!?
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Lol! “Apex Cybernetics!” That’s not foreshadowing! 🤣
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Apparently, I didn’t get my fill of white nonsense from Falcon and Winter Soldier, bc someone decided to put this blonde-hair-blue-eyed little bitch in charge! That’s not ganna go wrong somehow. 🙃😑👀
Like this bitch literally wanted to send a fucking child into unexplored hollow earth territory without a second thought! 🙃🙃🙃🙃 I was literally like 🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕 for that entire convo.
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I’m sorry! This conspiracy man just met these teenagers, and his first impulse was, “yeah, theses seem like some good people to break into a tech conglomerate with!” 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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Why are these people surprised Kong knows sign language? These are people who study Kaiju (and presumably other animals in order to draw conclusions about certain behaviors) for a fucking living!!! We have primate species that recognize and communicate in sign language already! Why is this surprising???!?! Like...has NO ONE except this precious child tried this????
Also, nothing bad better happen to this child.
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That ship literally fucked around, and Godzilla let it find out! Lmao!
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Kong: Hey, Godzilla...look at me...
Godzilla: >:[
Kong: ...bitch.
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Precious girl: Thank you, friend 🧏🏽♀️
Kong: ☺️😴
THIS GIRL IS TOO PRECIOUS!!!!
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Bitch-ass White Man: How’s Kong with heights?
BITCH, you really ganna try that?!?! You really think you ganna find any aircraft(s) that are ganna be able to support all that weight?? Never mind any other problems with Kong trying to nope the fuck out of that situation and all kind of other hosts of problems!
And if you do somehow have one (or multiple) WHY TF DIDN’T YOU USE THAT BEFORE KNOWING FULL AND WELL YOU RAN THE RISK OF GODZILLA MERCING KONG’S ASS IF YOU TRAVELED VIA SHIP!?!?!?!
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Down the Hell Naw tunnel we go!
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“I think it’s romantic,”
I fucking love Millie Bobbie Brown’s character!! 🤣❤️🤣
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WHY IS THIS TEENAGER SMARTER THAN EVERYBODY OMG!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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“This is page one in the ‘Playing God’ handbook, right?”
I’ve decided I love this character! 🤣
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WHY YOU GETTING INSIDE THAT THING—Oh god! 😨 Why y’all got eggs!?!? This is like if Weyland-Yutani succeeded in getting Xenomorphs! 😬
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Oop! Locked in! THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T HIDE OUT IN MYSTERIOUS ROOMS!!!!
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Oh shit! Apex Cybernetics think they on that Wakanda shit now!
Also, why was that one Apex Cybernetics bitch bitching about how one of those HEAV crafts could power Vagas for a week if y’all clearly have a whole network or transportation using this tech!
And I never understood how tech companies kept that shit to world domination shit! Build a public transportation system with that shit! Boss man said he likes ideas that make him rich! Pretty sure that would do the trick!
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WINE BREAK!!!
Saving the rest of the last bottle for coking Gumbo, so gotta open up a new bottle
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Aw, Kong is so sick of this bullshit! 😂😭
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“It’s not working”
Bruh! Give it more that two seconds!
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HOW DARE Y’ALL USE KONG’S LOSS AGAINST HIM!!!! HOW DARE Y’ALL!!!
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HEAV go Brrrrrrr Shoooooooooooom!!!!
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LMAO!!! Monarch has their own brand of bottled water!?!?! Idk why that amuses me so much!
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This hallow earth portal thing is some Pacific Rim bullshit right here, lol!
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NYOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM
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Are we...are we really Ice Age: Dawn of Dinosaur-ing this shit rn??? 😂😂😂
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“It’s beautiful,”
Of course it’s beautiful! No hoomins have touched it! Lol
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Y’ALL GOT FUCKIN DRAGONS IN THIS BITCH!?!?!?!!! 8D YO!!! SIGN ME THE FUCK UP!!!!
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*marvels at the creature creation ideas*
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Kong’s first thought: *nom the dragon guts*
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THE ROCK HAND OMG IM GANNA CRY!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 It’s the same gesture the Precious Girl did OMG!!!!
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“We going in?”
“Yeah”
The BALLS on this child!
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“AAAAHH 😐”
*fear*
LMAO!!!!! I’M FUCKIN WHEEZING!!!
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“Sacrifice Pit”
OMG 🤣🤣🤣
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I KNEW IT!!!! MECHA-GODZILLA MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!! 8DDDDD
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YO PACIFIC RIM RAN SO MECHA-GODZILLA COULD FUCKIN SPRINT!!!!!!!!
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YO IT’S A GOOD THING I AIN’T SEEING THIS IN THEATERS BC I’D BE FLIPPING MY SHIT!!!!
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“Humanity, once again, will be the apex species,”
THERE it is!
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Why Mecha-Godzilla so skeeny?!? He need ta be thicc if he ganna take down REAL Godzilla!
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*Ryan Bergera conspiracy voice* Is this the real reason Kong was contained!? So this douche could snatch up Skull Crawlers without Kong intervention???
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OH SHIT!!! I think this thing is emitting alpha waves (or whatever we’re calling it) and THAT’s what set Godzilla off!!! He fought Ghidorah, heard this shit and went, “Nu-uh, bitch! NOT AGAIN!!!”
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Monarch dude: Yo, Godzilla’s headed to Hong Kong for some reason?
FUCKIN CALLED IT!!!
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This look like the door to fuckin General Grievous’s lair,da fuq?!? 🤣🤣🤣
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I got waaay too emotional over that handprint, y’all! 😭😭😭
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Y’all, the fucking art history major in me is fuckin screaming at this temple scene! The fact that some of these Kaiju not only had the urge and drive and capacity to build a fucking temple around this power source or some shit and create weapons like the axe that Kong just fucking Excalibured the shit out of that one skull crawler’s skull fucking implies the fact that there is intelligent civilization amongst these fucking Kaiju and all that shit! I want to know more about this shit! Take that you fucking racist-ass white historian motherfuckers!
(Note: I definitely needed to use talk to text for much of this bit, because there was no way I was going to be able to contain all my excitement in just typing, alone, lmao)
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BRUH!!! Why y’all exiting g the HEAV without no breathing apparatus or lead suits or nothing!?!?! In previous movies, y’all implied that these Kaiju lived in environments in which their environments were hella radioactive compared to our own!!!
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Kong is s the true heir to the iron throne, Lmao!
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FUCKING CALLED IT!!!! THEY HAD GHIDORA’S REMAINS IN THERE SOMEWHERE!!!!
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OH FUCK!!!! Y’ALL AINT JUST SENDING OUT ALPHA VIBES WITH YOUR MECHA-GODZILLA!!!! YOU SOMEHOW USING GHIDORA’S HIVE MIND OR TELEPATHY SHIT TO DO IT!?!?!?! AAAWWWWW SHEEEEEET!!! Y’ALL ARE BONED NOW!!!! FUCKIN BONEROWNED!!!!
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Godzilla! My bruh! My dude! You didn’t HAVE TO get up right where that bridge was!!! 😂😂 Ya douche bag!!!
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At the same time, tho, I can just hear him going, “Ah! FUCK! NOT AGAIN!!! Sunova bitch!! Motherfuckin!! STOP BUILDING sHIT SO DAMN HIGH!!! Goddammit!”
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You know, with all the Bright twinkly lights in Hong Kong, I can’t help but think of the sequel to the original Gojira movie ( that I can’t remember the title of ,rn) where he was fucking triggered by fucking lights. And I wonder if this little scene where he’s stomping all through Hong Kong is a tribute to that or whatever. But I’m probably overthinking it.
[Sober Edit: it was Godzilla Raids Again]
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*GASP* HOLY SIHIIIT!!! The axe is made out of Godzilla skute!?!?! GOLY BALLS THAT’S NOT ONLY COOL BUT CONTRIBUTES MORE TO THE FACT THAT THESE KAIJU (likely Kong’s species, in particular) WERE REALLY FUCKING INTELLIGENT AMD TJOUGHT, “Imma beat this muthafucka with their own spiky thing! Bc that’s what screws us over, so, why WOULD’nt it hurt them!?!” I need SO MUCH MORE of this Kaiju/Kong culture studied and shit! HOLY FUCK!!!
It even fucking glows!! Like ... they managed to fucking piece together that its glow was a fucking warning sign like Sting or some shit!!!! Holy fuck!!!!
Also, how does that work? How are the skutes still connected even after dismemberment???
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NO FUCKIN WAY WRE YOU—AAAAAAAAHHH!!! Excalibur that shit my boi!!!!
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I FUCKIN LOVE YHIS MOVIE HOLY SHIT!!!
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“ that’s Apex property now,”
Excuse me bitch! Are we really not gonna listen to the scientist who saying “hey we don’t understand the shit out of this fucking power! Maybe we should hold off on taking some fucking samples!”
Are we really just gonna ignore that shit???????
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Kong said: TRY ME BITCH!!!!
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Oh thank the GODS this Serizawa dude is taking precautions like his old man! Also, what is his relation to Ken Watanabe’s Serizawa!?!?!
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UH OH!! SOLDIER DUDES GETTIN ATE!!!
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OH SHIT!!! PILOT JUST GOT ATE!!! FUCKIN DRAGON BASEMENT UP IN THIS SHIT!!!
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BITCH YOU REALLY GON THROW A ROCK AT IT!!! FUCKIN NONSENSE OF THIS BITCH!!!
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LOVE AND FITE ME ENERGY IS STORED IN THE ATOMIC BREATH
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“Shoot him!”
WHY!!!???!! He literally had NO problem with you before then!!!
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Why does white man who don’t know anything about this vehicle suddenly know how to pilot this shit!???!?!!!!!
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Y’all love had SO MUCH wine!
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The FUCK this dude got a flip flop phone for!!!?!????!!!?
Da fuq!?!?! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 yeah that’s the most unrealistic part of this entire fucking movie! Not the fuckin Kaiju robots. Not the fucking hollow earth bullshit! The fucking flip phone! LMFAO!!!!
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“Maintenance! I’M MAINTENANCE!!! This bitch ain’t buying it”
That made me laugh WAY FUCKIN harder that it should have!!!!
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Y’all really ganna try to shoot at a kid!?! REALLY!?!?!??!
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GAWD, I’m so glad I impulse bought these oatmeal bites from Dominos! 🤤😋
[Sober Edit: I have no idea how my autocorrect managed to convert “Parmesan” to “oatmeal,” but okay! 😆😅]
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Kong be like, “Hey, bitch!!! You lookin’ for me!?!?”
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Find you a partner that bites your neck like Godzilla does! Lmao!
Sorry, I’ll be crawling back into my hell hole, now.
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EAT YOUR FOOKIN VEGETABLES GODZILLA!!!!!
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Did Godzilla just axe throw with his fuckin teefs!!!????!?!?!
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THIS IS THE FOOKIN MONSTER VS MONSTER FIGHTS IVE BEEN CRAVING SINCE KING OF THE MONSTERS HOLY SHIT!!!!
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“Really? Groupies, again?”
First of all, again!?! What happened last time???
Secondly, where tf are YOUR grpupies, asshole! No need to judge! Ya cunt!
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“There can only be one alpha,”
Really! You really gotta bring your toxic masculinity into a fuckin monster fight, my dude!?!
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Kong said, “Yeet! YEET SELF!!!”
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I am living for the feral fight scenes!!!!
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Kong’s expression , tho! 🤣🤣🤣
Like, “Can you ducking NOT, Godzilla?!? Can you, like, fucking chill??!!? Aight, fine! ASDASHKLSDJKLDZJL ADKLKDZDJ!!!!!!”
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Awwwww! Godzilla let Kong go, bc he knows what it’s like to be the last of his species! 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭
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“This is how we [...] win!”
Oh, honey, you ‘bout to die! Lmao! 😂
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Oh god! I knew he was going to use the sign for “coward” at the most inappropriate time! Lmao! At least the Precious Girls is smart enough to know what Dumbass White Man means, lol
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Oh, thank god we do t see this dumbass in any sequels!
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Dammit, he escaped!
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This girl is too good!
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Did y’all really think you were ganna break into a semi-sentient Mecha-Godzilla by GUESSING ITS FUCKING PASSWORD!!?!?!?!!!!???? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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YEAH!!!! TEAM-UP COMING THROUGH!!!!!
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“I was hoping to die with adults, but that’s okay,”
🤣🤣🤣
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“I’VE GOT TO DIE WITB YOU AND SOBER!!?!?!”
GOD, I love this movie!!!!
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OOOOOOHHHH HOLY SHIT!!!!! 😱😱😱😱😱 He powering up the axe!!!!!
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YOOOOOO KONG WENT PREDATOR/YOUTJA ON MECHA-GODZILLA’s ASS!!!!
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Kong said, “I’m done, y’all! Imma take a nap!”
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“Dad. Uh...Bernie.”
I fucking love Bernie!!! 😂😂😂😂
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JIA NOOOO!!! Don’t go running between two disgruntled Kaiju bby!!
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Yo, why do monsters have less toxic masculinity than we do??? Lol!
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Yaaaaaay! Kong has a new home!!
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WELP!!! I fucking loved this movie, and I highly recommend it to everyone!!!
#SPOILERS#Godzilla#godzilla vs kong#King Kong#kaijuverse#my posts#my drunk ass#godzilla vs kong spoilers
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House Isekai: Shadowbringers - Act 2 Finale: God Shattering Star
House Isekai Shadowbringers AU Masterlist Here
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Time is running out for everyone in Fodlan and House Isekai. They must act now and destroy TWSITD and Rhea before their worlds merge. No matter what, they cannot stop. No matter who they lose on the way.
[Spiderweb - Fire Emblem: Three Houses OST]
Byleth swung open the door to the capital building, looking for Lahabrea.
(Edelgard) “Professor?”
(Claude) “Everything alri-?”
(Byleth) “Where is that son of a bitch, I want answers NOW.”
(Yuri) “You mean Lahabrea? Pretty sure he’s upstairs-”
Byleth stormed past them, leaving everyone confused.
(Dimitri) “Perhaps we should get everyone else to follow as well.”
They nodded and gathered their respective classes and the members of House Isekai.
Sitri and the School-Living Club members were the first to arrive, seeing Byleth in a nearby room to confront Lahabrea and Sothis.
(Lahabrea) “Is something the ma-”
(Byleth) “What the hell is going on with me and Sitri?! Why are we seeing other people’s memories?!”
(Lahabrea) “...”
Sitri stepped forward as well, pressing him further.
(Sitri) “And you never said why you brought me back. How am I important to any of this?”
The house leaders and representatives came into the room, seeing the interrogation happen.
(Lahabrea) “To the first question, the Zanado Tower is what’s making you remember.”
(Claude) “When we were inside it, we could hear and access past memories, ones we didn’t experience in this...timeline? I think...?”
Lahabrea nodded.
(Lahabrea) “Correct. Every single voice you’ve heard of yourself, it is a memory, something that happened before in a previous timeline before it was wiped out. As to why you and Sitri have access to House Isekai’s memories...is because of me.”
Lahabrea turned to face the House Isekai representatives, and only found eyes that viewed him as a stranger. Shaking his head, he continued his explanation.
(Lahabrea) “The voices you have been hearing, were times I spent with them. Each loop caused their memory to wipe, no matter what we did to prevent it. When Sothis and I reversed time ourselves, we must have caused some catastrophic damage that...well, made you.”
(Rean) “Are you calling Byleth a mistake?”
(Sothis) “Not a mistake. An accident. If things had gone to plan, we would be the ones in this situation instead of him. Though, it is a blessing that he does not have full access to what we’ve been through...”
(Lahabrea) “We’ve been experiencing the same memory flashes as well, and our guess is because the Tower is failing and merging all of our worlds together is how we’re able to see their memories. I don’t expect that to go away anytime soon.”
(Yu) “The Tower has already shown up in our world. How much time is left for the others?”
(Sothis) “We have no idea. That being the case, we should NOT allow it to merge any further, the Tower is barely holding itself together as it is. Who knows what will happen if it is allowed to continue.”
(Yuuri) “More importantly, some of our worlds should NEVER be allowed to merge...”
Yuuri stiffened while Doomguy looked around the room and shook his head.
(Kazuma) “Yeah, we’d be downright screwed if either of theirs merged with Fodlan. Hell, any of ours, really. So, what’s the plan on stopping it exactly?”
(Lahabrea) “Before we were attacked, I mentioned a plan to wipe out Those who Slither and the Church. Our reasoning is this-”
Lahabrea pulled out a crystal and tapped it, displaying a small light of two spheres that were side by side. He pointed at the sphere on the left.
(Lahabrea) “This sphere is the Tower. It represents what our past self did to cause the events happening now.”
He pointed at the second sphere.
(Sothis) “The second sphere is the timeline that should be separated, what should have happened without any intervention.”
The two spheres merged together.
(Lahabrea) “The two merging is what’s making us even have this conversation.”
(Sitri) “So...if we remove the first sphere, the second sphere will be fixed?”
(Sothis) “That’s our best guess, yes. If we kill Rhea, her angels should be at a complete loss. And if we kill Those Who Slither, than we can rest assured the Javelin of Liberation will not be activated.
(Dimitri) “I don’t believe we’ve seen that Javelin but...it sounds familiar.”
(Edelgard) “Indeed, and it wasn’t because of the message in the crystal.”
(Lahabrea) “Everyone excluding House Isekai has had experience with it...It’s what caused us to be here to begin with.”
(Kazuma) “So we’re dealing with a buncha nutjobs with a nuclear bomb, fuckin’ fantastic.-”
(Sothis) “-And as to why we brought Sitri back.”
Sothis turned to Yuri.
(Sothis) “You recall your time in Abyss with Byleth during the school year?”
(Yuri) “How could I forget? First time I had met them and House Isekai...Ah, I see. You’re referring to the incident with her body.”
(Sitri) “M-My what?”
(Ainz) “Long story short, Aelfric wanted to bring you back to life, while Rhea originally tried the method to bring Sothis back. That’s what we were able to gather.”
(Sitri) “I...remember somewhat Rhea mentioning that. I sacrificed myself to make sure Byleth survived. And Rhea always did treat me as one of her own...”
(Minako) “That’s how she treated Byleth too, until she realized he wouldn’t cooperate.”
(Akira) “We wanted to bring her to justice until, well, all of this happened.”
(Edelgard) “It was part of the reason why I wanted House Isekai to join us in the war. Though it seems what I did had been unnecessary...”
Byleth looked away from Edelgard. At the beginning of all this, he wanted her dead as much as Rhea. Now, he had no idea how to feel, having access to all of Lahabrea’s memories. Or, his memories. He didn’t really know which one was right, or if there was a right answer.
(Sothis) “The reason why we brought you back, is because you CAN channel this loop’s Sothis through you.”
(Byleth) “What?!”
(Sitri) “Is...Is that why I’ve been able to see the past memories too?”
They nodded.
(Lahabrea) “What I went through, Sothis was with me every step of the way. So what she remembers by being with Byleth, you remember. After all, she’s a part of us.”
(Yu) “So she’s still alive for us after all.”
(Sothis) “As I have said, though I am not seen, I am always with you.”
(Sitri) “But h-how will I be able to? What can I even do?”
(Lahabrea) “...We don’t honestly know, other than its possible. We just have you as a trump card to use against her, more than anything.”
(Edelgard) “That’s...reassuring.”
(Minako) “Not like we have a better plan.”
(Lahabrea) “Anyways, about stopping Rhea and Those Who Slither...That’s not going to be an easy task. They are both using technology they should not have access to, and you’ve seen how lethal angels and inquisitors are.”
(Minato) “And how fast the Agarthans converted the dead into that...thing.”
(Yuuri) “Both of them want each other dead, with us caught in the middle.”
(Sitri) “And we’re the only ones who can stop it.”
(Kazuma) “Not like we can exactly wait for them to kill each other and let them sort it out either...”
(Lahabrea) “Well, all we really need to do is kill the leaders and the rest should scramble...We hope.”
(Sothis) “In the past, killing the leaders effectively put the factions out of the picture. So that part is consistent every loop at least.”
(Rean) “Then, who do we go after first? We can have Valimar teleport us the-”
(Lahabrea) “No. Valimar takes too much energy, and we’re going to need him at full strength. I have an idea to have both of them show up at the same time.”
(Sothis) “But we will not depart unless everyone is ready. Once we go through with this plan, there’s no coming back.”
Everyone stiffened their backs.
[The King of Lions - Fire Emblem: Three Houses OST]
(Lahabrea) “We will be using the Tower to teleport and attack the Church head on. A massive energy spike from it will catch Those Who Slither’s attention and cause them to teleport to us. We will be dealing with a two front battle, and it will NOT be pretty.”
(Sothis) “Some of us may not be coming back alive.”
(Everyone) !!!
(Minato) “...”
(Minako) “...”
(Yuuri) “We can’t just teleport in front of Rhea?”
(Lahabrea) “Over the last 5 years, we have no idea what she’s done to herself, nor what it will do to Byleth. The angel blood is still infecting him after all.”
Everyone turned to Byleth.
(Byleth) “When’s it going to fully take over?”
(Sothis) “Our best guess is if the Tower collapses. What we did only stalled it anyways.”
(Dimitri) “So our only options are to wait around and die, or charge headfirst into danger.”
(Yuri) “...There have been worse ideas.”
(Claude) “So this is the point of no return, eh? Guess we better hurry, unless ya know, we wanna watch our world burn down in front of our eyes.”
(Rean) “Let’s get going. It’s time we end this.”
Everyone left the room, except for Lahabrea, Minato, and Minako.
(Minato) “...You’re really the Byleth we spent our time with in those memories?”
(Lahabrea) “...Yes.”
(Minako) “Then you must already know what happens to us.”
(Sothis) “We do.”
(Minato) “In that case...thanks for everything.”
That was the last thing he said before they walked out the door.
Lahabrea walked outside to the plaza and waited patiently for everyone to gather.
...
As Sitri walked down to the Infirmary to gather any medical supplies for the upcoming fight, she could hear a voice call out to her.
“Stop...!”
She quickly spun around to see if anyone was in the room, but there was nothing.
(Sitri) “Huh...?”
“Stop...them...!”
The voice sounded like a young female’s but...it wasn’t familiar to her.
Byleth came into the room and found Sitri looking confused, her head constantly shifting side to side.
(Byleth) “Are you okay?”
(Sitri) “O-Oh I’m fine. I thought I was hearing someone...”
“...”
[Return of the Night - Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers OST]
(Byleth) “This is the first time we’ve spoken in length, isn’t it?”
It had just dawned on Sitri. It was.
They didn’t say anything at first. They weren’t sure what to talk about.
The first time they could actually speak to each other as mother and son was right before they were going to march into death’s door.
(Sitri) “...I’m proud of you, Byleth.”
(Byleth) “For what?”
(Sitri) “For...For becoming the person you are. Jeralt raised you well.”
She smiled.
She was worried how Byleth was going to turn out when he had no emotions being born.
(Sitri) “Look at you. From what the others had told me, you went from a mercenary with a stone face to a beloved teacher loved by everyone. You’ve led and unified people from different worlds under your banner...And now you’re going to save everyone too.”
Byleth smiled. It nearly sent Sitri into tears. She ruffled his white hair and hugged him.
(Sitri) “I’m so sorry we couldn’t get more time together.”
(Byleth) “That’s not your fault, Si-...Mother.”
Mother. That was the first time Byleth had called her that. She had been waiting so long to hear herself called ‘Mother’ from her son. Not that she was ever expecting to anyway.
(Byleth) “Jeralt would’ve been so happy to see you again.”
He let go and clenched his sword.
(Byleth) “I can make him proud by finishing this at the very least.”
She shook her head.
(Sitri) “Nonsense. You’ve already made him proud, my son.”
The two smiled at each other before there was a knock on the door.
(Sara) “Hey, we’re ready to go.”
Byleth nodded and headed out first. Sara was about to follow before being stopped by Sitri.
(Sitri) “You’re...Sara, right? Sara Valestein?”
(Sara) “I am. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Eisner.”
Sara formed a smirk on her face as she held out a hand.
Sitri firmly shook it before bowing.
(Sitri) “Thank you for taking care of my son.”
(Sara) “Psh, being honest, he was keeping me in check most of the time during the academy. I was a whole mess for him and the other staff. Hah, him and Megumi would have to rope me in from strangling Sete-...”
It was then Sara realized she hadn’t seen Seteth or any of the other Church staff. Were they going to have to-
Sitri realized what was going through her head and put a hand on her shoulder.
(Sitri) “It...may be a bit strange coming from someone you barely know, but you’ll get through this.”
(Sara) “Hah...Thanks. Once this is over, remind me to get you a drink.”
Sara winked at Sitri before pulling out her pistol.
(Sara) “Now, let’s going.”
[Dangerous Words - FFXIV: Shadowbringers]
Sothis prepared a portal as the four houses and House Isekai all got their weapons out.
(Lahabrea) “This is the plan, we go in and strike as fast and hard as we can.
Ainz, Slayer, your groups will cause as much chaos as possible to distract the strongest members. We have no idea where we’ll be teleporting in.
Akira, you and the Phantom Thieves will scout out ahead for Rhea and try to estimate their fighting strength.
Class VII and the four houses will take care of the grunts as everyone advances, giving support to Nazarick and Slayer.
Yu, Minato, Minako, Kazuma, your teams will provide backup and scans when you get the chance.
Sitri, Yuuri, your groups will be helping any survivors, if there is any. If there aren’t, keep your head down and pick your targets carefully.”
Slayer nodded and brought out his pistol and gave it to Yuuri. Miki and Yuki got a bows from Alliance soldiers.
(Lahabrea) “Myself and Byleth will be taking on Rhea ourselves. We’ll no doubt be attracting the attention of the Agarthans, and they’ll teleport in when the moment is right. We cannot afford to let them take us off guard again.”
Everyone nodded. They understood their roles, but whether they were confident or not was an entirely different story.
The Persona Users looked determined but nervous. Some of the user’s legs were shaking.
Ainz nodded to his subjects and they all got on one knee and nodded.
Slayer pumped his shotgun and checked his ammunition.
Class VII activated their Arcus units and readied themselves to run in.
Sitri and the School-Living club members looked extremely nervous, but they refused to hesitate when lives were on the line.
The four houses had a mixed reaction of all the above.
(Sothis) “Opening the portal, get ready everyone, we have NO idea where we’re landing!”
Sothis’ hand gently waved over the air, slowly opening a massive portal, similar to Valimar’s spirit portal.
The ground around them shook ever so slightly, since it was using energy from the tower.
Doomguy and the denizens of Nazarick were the first ones to jump in...
...
Gates of Enbarr, Adrestian Empire territory...
Catherine finished cutting down the last of these glowing orange soldiers.
The last one she split apart exploded into light particles, just like all the rest.
They had been sieging this city for months now, but it seemed like they were finally breaking through to get to Edelgard.
She sighed as she sheathed Thunderbrand and looked to the skies. It was a bright white, and at this point she was sick of looking at it.
It made the area around them freezing, despite the fact buildings and debris directly next to her were on fire.
And the skies reminded her of...
She reached for her head. These flashes of voices were getting worse by the day. It was a mixture of her voice and...strangely enough, her fellow Inqusitors and the former students.
Just what the hell was it? Even Rhea didn’t seem immune from this, yet she refused to comment everytime it was brought up.
She heard footsteps behind her and saw several knights approach. Catherine frowned.
These weren’t the knights that she served with back then. They were “blessed” by some form of magic to turn them into “angels”. Part of her wondered if it was some cruel joke to call them that, since she had seen their true forms.
Not to mention her and the other Inquisitors had been given this “blessing”, though it seems they could at least control it.
Shamir, Seteth, Flayn, Cyril, and Alois were currently elsewhere, so it was just her for now.
Shaking her head, she motioned behind her.
(Catherine) “Clean up this mess. Lady Rhea and I are to make our way to the throne room.”
As if on cue, a brighter light shone behind Catherine, which she immediately dropped to one knee.
(Catherine) “Lady Rhea! We have been waiting for you-”
(Rhea) “Rise. For this day is a glorious one. We have finally broke this long siege, and will kill that girl for her insolence!”
Rhea was wearing some form of ritual combat armor, though it didn’t look to protect her that much. Not that it was an issue for her, however.
More of the orange glowing soldiers teleported in behind and tried to swing at Rhea, which she effortlessly blocked with her shield hand, turning around batting them all away as if they were flies.
They were shot into the wall, breaking through solid concrete and exploding into light particles.
(Rhea) “Hmph. Whatever these are, they have done well to defend Enbarr for this long. But now that we have arrived, they are destined to fail. Come, Catherine. Nothing stands in our way now.”
Catherine nodded and followed Rhea closely behind.
...
Several of the knights had finished the skirmish in the city plaza, killing off the last of the phantom soldiers.
One of the knights turned to the commanding officer and sheathed his sword.
(Knight) “Sir, this area is clear.”
(Knight-Captain) “Understood. Inform Lady Rhea-”
A portal interrupted the Knight-Captain as it formed behind him, making everyone unsheathe their swords.
(Knight) “What the hell?!”
(Knight-Captain) “INFORM LADY RHEA THE AREA IS NOT CLEAR, REPEAT NOT CL-”
The Knight-Captain’s torso exploded into bits and pieces as Doomguy emerged firing his shotgun.
Before any of the other Knights could respond, the entire squad was taken out by a mixture of lightning magic, knives, and sharp claws.
Ainz emerged behind Doomguy, followed by the rest of Nazarick, donning battle equipment.
(Cocytus) “SHALL WE MAKE A BET? I CAN KILL MORE OF THESE DISGUSTING CREATURES THAN YOU.”
Doomguy smirked and took out an assault rifle in response before noticing the Knight-Captain’s legs were twitching.
As he unloaded his rifle into the legs, the rest of House Isekai began teleporting in, immediately rushing to their roles.
Byleth and Lahabrea rushed to the Throne Room with the Phantom Thieves hopping on the rooftops above them.
As the Black Eagles rushed in, their clothes changed once more, similar to the Phantom Thieves.
(Edelgard) “Hm, I could get used to this outfit.”
(Bernadetta) “M-Mine looks embarrassing! It feels so light like I’m wearing nothing!”
(Caspar) “I’m a little jealous, you got nothing to restrict your movement, meanwhile I’m in such heavy freakin’ armor!”
(Linhardt) “...Come to think of it, did we ever get an explanation of how we could suddenly start-!!!”
Linhardt was cut off as he tripped over onto the floor, reaching for his head in pain.
(Dorothea) ?! “LIN-”
Dorothea was the second to follow, and eventually the rest of the Black Eagles fell to the ground.
S.E.E.S ran with the Blue Lions before they fell over as well. The same thing happened with the Golden Deer.
(Petra) “W-...What is?!-”
(Edelgard) “Goddess, my head! Why now?!”
...
(Minako) “Hey, what’s wrong?!”
(Minato) “Shit, not good, knights incoming!”
Squads of knights closed into their position before Valimar stepped in front of them.
(Rean’s voice) “We’ll take care of them, get moving towards the throne room!”
(Junpei) “What, but there’s too many of them!”
(Sharon) “Not to worry, we can fix that!”
Class VII moved into defend the Blue Lions, Minato and Minako nodding at each other.
They ran first, and the rest of S.E.E.S quickly followed.
...
Sitri, Yuuri, Kurumi, Miki, and Yuki ran through the streets and found the Golden Deer and Investigation Team engaged with the enemy.
Yuuri took aim with Doomguy’s pistol and pulled the trigger, the recoil almost hitting her in the face and scaring her.
The shot narrowly missed a knight which caused him to look over to their direction.
That distraction cost him his life as he was split in two by Yu’s Persona.
(Yu) “Thanks!”
(Hilda) “R-Really...hard to fight with this...damn headache!”
(Claude) “Ugh, it’s like the tower...only a thousand times worse!”
The Golden Deer toppled over in pain, trying to fight through the voices in their heads.
(Kurumi) “Come on!”
Kurumi ran into the fight with her shovel, going for the Knight’s legs while they were distracted fighting the Investigation Team. Eventually the rest of the group joined into the skirmish.
...
As Lahabrea and Byleth got through the streets unscathed, they heard Futaba’s voice.
(Futaba) “Oracle here, nothing detected on the way in! Heck, I think they’re expecting you two!”
(Lahabrea) “Any signs of soldiers fighting the Church?”
(Futaba) “...No, we’re the only ones here, aren’t we?”
(Byleth) “Lahabrea?”
(Lahabrea) “Understood. Keep your eyes peeled for the Agarthans, we’re moving in to engage Rhea.”
Lahabrea turned to Byleth.
(Sothis) “We use the Tower to spawn...let’s call them Phantoms to keep them occupied at Enbarr as we gathered House Isekai.”
(Byleth) “And what are the consequences?”
He didn’t answer, which made Byleth angry, but he had no time to press him further. They were right on the doorstep of the capital building.
Catherine and Rhea stood outside on top of the stairs, waiting for them.
Catherine saw them approach and drew out Thunderbrand.
(Rhea) “They’re mine.”
(Catherine) “L-Lady Rhea?”
(Rhea) “You will keep our guests occupied.”
She pointed to the right as Agarthans teleported near the stairs.
(Catherine) “...Understood.”
[Insanity - Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers OST]
Lahabrea and Byleth stopped at the bottom as Rhea walked towards them, dropping her sword and shield.
(Rhea) “You...!”
Rhea started glowing into a bright white as her voice grew deeper.
(Rhea) “I should have killed you when we first met, seeing how you turned out. Another DISAPPOINTMENT.”
The two unsheathed their swords, Sothis appearing behind them.
(Rhea) “M-Mother...?”
Sothis prepared spells in her hand, making Rhea’s eyes twitch.
(Rhea) “No...NO! THIS IS AN ILLUSION. HOW DARE YOU MAKE A MOCKERY OF MY MOTHER...!”
Her figure began growing into colossal size, wings sprouting from her back as her limbs grew longer and longer.
“I WILL TEAR YOUR HEART OUT!”
The Immaculate one leapt forward, roaring as the claws swung wildly trying to hit them.
Byleth and Lahabrea rolled out the way on opposite sides, narrowly dodging the attack.
While the two ran towards her, on the rooftops, more Agarthans teleported in.
(Agarthan) “Lord Thales, do we make our move?”
(Thales) “Not yet. Our enemies seem prepared for us this time. For now, we observe.”
The Immaculate One spun around and flew into the air, blasting fireballs from her mouth at the two.
Lahabrea activated the whip function of his sword and absorbed the attack as Sothis helped negate the attack with a magical barrier, while Byleth hopped into the air.
He swung at her wings, slice getting deep enough to make her fly unbalanced, and forced her to fight on the ground.
When the Immaculate One landed, Sothis fired Thoron from her hands, aimed directly at her head. Another fireball cancelled the attack out as it exploded into a dust cloud.
Using the dust cloud, Lahabrea charged in, deactivating the whip and moved to gouge out one of her eyes.
Digging her claws deep into the floor, the Immaculate One scraped across the floor and fired massive chunks of debris at Lahabrea.
Diving onto the floor, he managed to dodge in time, but left him open to attack.
Instead of going for the kill, the Immaculate One swung her claws to her left, catching Byleth’s sword in time and knocking him away.
(Immaculate One) “HERETICS! YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR TREASON AGAINST THE CHURCH!”
(Lahabrea) “Rhea, listen to me, why are you doing this?!”
(Byleth) “The hell are you doing?-”
(Immaculate One) “SILENCE!”
Byleth swung his sword at her once more, which she stood perfectly still, her skin hardening before the impact came, making it bounce off.
Her jaw swung open and caught Byleth’s leg before he could run, slamming him to the wall of a nearby building.
Before being able to make the next move, Sothis teleported in front of her and casted several ice spells, all of which shot into her face.
Most of them bounced off, but one pierced through her nose, making her stagger backwards, and giving enough time for Lahabrea to get up and run over to Byleth.
(Lahabrea) “What are you doing lying around?!”
Thales and several Agarthans teleported in behind them readying a spell before Byleth sprung to life, both of them deactivating their whips.
(Byleth) “GOT YOU!”
Thales barely had time to react as he activated his barrier, blocking the whip.
His subordinates were not as fast, as the three that teleported with him were decapitated, their heads rolling onto the floor as their bodies collapsed into the debris pathetically.
(Thales) “Hmph, expecting my trick to work a third time was on me.”
He floated into the air and fired a spell at both Byleths and the Immaculate One.
Sothis tanked the spell by activating her barrier while it didn’t seem to affect the Immaculate One.
He tried to attack again before several bullets made their mark in his arm, before he could pull his shield up to block all of them.
(Akechi) “REMEMBER US, ASSHOLE?!”
(Kasumi) “This is for Jeralt, you bastard!”
(Akira) “OPEN FIRE!”
The Phantom Thieves unleashed a hail of gunfire, causing Thales to go on the defensive, and drew him away from Byleth and Lahabrea’s fight.
(Lahabrea) “Rhea! Stop this madness! You and the others have been seeing the memories too, haven’t you!”
The Immaculate One roared in response, gearing up for another attack.
(Byleth) “She’s too far gone to listen!”
(Lahabrea) “Is this the legacy you want to leave for Sothis, nothing but blood and destruction?!”
(Immaculate One) “DO NOT SPEAK TO ME OF WHAT SHE WANTS! YOU HUMANS WERE THE ONE WHO SPAT ON HER KINDNESS! WHO MURDERED HER IN COLD BLOOD!”
She jumped into the air and landed near them, sending debris flying towards their direction.
Lahabrea and Sothis cut and blasted them apart while Byleth slid underneath them to get closer.
The Immaculate One tried to attack Byleth, with Lahabrea seizing the opportunity and wounded her arm by cutting deep into it, with Sothis firing fire spells into the wound.
She roared in pain as she tried to harden her skin, leaving herself open again to Byleth.
He activated the whip function and took out one of her eyes by slicing across it, making her blind on her right side.
She opened her mouth and shot out fireballs wildly, hitting Byleth and Lahabrea.
(Sothis) “Tch, Byleth is right, we can’t reason with her! We have to-AGH!”
...
Thales kept taking hits, more than he was able to. The bullets in his arms weren’t doing him any favors.
Akira, Makoto, and Kasumi, Morgana, and Yusuke were relentless with their attacks, never giving him the chance to breathe.
Ryuji and Ann’s Persona forced him to expel more magic than he had to in order to combat them and block their attacks.
There were too many of them to keep track of, not to mention that one in the floating object giving tactical support.
(Thales) Wait a minute, there were ten of them, where are the other tw-
He wasn’t able to finish his thoughts as he felt something sharp hit his back and another bullet his his leg, making him fall over to the ground.
(Haru) “Nailed it!”
(Akechi) “Slippery little bastard.”
Everyone pointed their weapons at him, Akira doing the talking.
(Akira) “Surrender, it’s over!”
(Thales) “N-Never! IF I AM TO DIE, THEN YOU ALL WILL GO WITH ME!-”
Thales raised his hand and it glowed for a moment before Akechi shot him several times in the head.
(Akechi) “Shut the fuck up already!”
(Kasumi) “W-Wait, what did he-”
The white skies suddenly had a massive cloud of darkness appear above them.
(Ryuji) “Oh SHIT!”
The Immaculate One was about to make the killing blow before being driven to the floor by voices flooding her head.
Lahabrea and Byleth were forced onto the floor, and realized what was happening.
(Lahabrea) “No...NO!”
...
Everyone stopped fighting and saw the dark cloud begin to brighten up.
(Ainz) “What is that...?”
The three houses’ headaches grew worse as they saw the skies.
(Claude) “N-Not...good!”
(Dimitri) “Is...that?-”
(Edelgard) “Damn it all, THE JAVELIN!”
Doomguy was the first to respond, grabbing his most powerful weapon: the BFG-9000 and fired indiscriminately into the air.
(Rean) “I-Is attacking it even going to do anything?!”
(Yu) “Better than not trying anything at all!”
Yu sheathed his katana and crushed a tarot card, summoning Izanagi and fired several spells. The rest of the Persona Users and Denizens of Nazarick did the same.
(Sitri) “What can we-AGH!”
“STOP...!...THEM!”
That voice again. Who was-
(Emma) “Wait a second, was that Sothis?!”
(Kazuma) “You heard that too?!”
The voice was...Sothis? Why was she telling her to stop them, it’s not as if she needed that pointed out to her.
...Unless-
Sitri didn’t have time to think as she was driven to the ground.
(Minato) “...Hey sis.”
Minato calmly walked over to Minako.
(Minako) “Yeah, it’s time.”
She cracked her knuckles and threw away her Evoker. Minato did the same, catching Aigis’s attention.
(Aigis) “W-Wait what are you?-”
(Minato) “Don’t worry, you’ll remember.”
Thanatos formed behind them, roaring into the air as the skies began to grow into a blinding white light.
(Aigis) “WAIT, MINATO, MINAKO-”
S.E.E.S was about to move towards them before Thanatos blew them back into the ground.
(Rean) “Uh, what are they doing?!”
(Ainz) “They’re just summoning their Persona, now keep focusing and-”
(Kazuma) “HEY, INCOMING!”
The Javelin began to fly downwards, but Thanatos flew up and caught it, breaking apart and roaring in pain.
Minako and Minato were brought to their knees, their body parts slowly disappearing into light blue particles, just like Megumi.
(Yuuri) “What the- THEY’RE GOING TO GET KILLED!”
(Yu) “Wait, is this how they...?-”
(Aigis) “PLEASE, DON’T LEAVE US AGAIN-”
Both of them turned to her and smiled.
(Minato) “See ya around, Aigis.”
(Minako) “...Goodbye, everyone. It’s been fun.”
Thanatos roared a final time as it absorbed the blow, exploding into light particles.
Minako and Minato followed suit, and shattered before everyone’s eyes.
The three houses finally had the pressure released from their heads, and struggled to catch their breath.
Byleth, Lahabrea, and the Immaculate One were getting up, completely dazed.
Sothis teleported in front of the Immaculate One, arms outstretched.
(Immaculate One) “...M-Mother...Is...that you?”
The one eye had caused her vision to go blurry in combination with the voices finally stopping.
Sothis embraced her, caressing her head.
(Sothis) “...Sleep, my daughter.”
Bright lights formed in Sothis’s hand, Thorons firing from both palms, one hand impaling straight through the Immaculate One’s eyes, and another through her brain.
Her body fell completely limp, and the pale white skies vanished into night, the only light being from the fires in Enbarr.
The battle was over.
[Song End]
(Catherine) “LADY RHEA!”
She tried to advance further, but saw Knights collapse to the floor left and right, with Agarthans retreating upon seeing that Thales was dead.
Those voices in her head had completely stunned her, making her fighting capabilities reduce to almost none. If she stuck around any longer, she was going to get killed.
Swallowing her pride, she grabbed Thunderbrand and retreated.
Byleth and Lahabrea slowly got up, looking at each other.
(Byleth) “The...The voices stopped.”
(Lahabrea) “That they did...”
The rest of the group reunited where Lahabrea and Byleth were.
(Kazuma) “So...we won?”
(Sitri) “We did but...Minako and Minato.”
Everyone quickly realized that they were nowhere to be seen.
(Aigis) “...They’re gone.”
S.E.E.S looked down, not in the mood to celebrate their victory.
Many of them were reaching for their heads, their memories coming back in full force.
(Aigis) “They’ve been gone just...just like Megumi.”
(Rean) “What...?”
(Ainz) “...So their fates were sealed from the start.”
(Akira) “No...!”
Aigis turned to Yu.
(Aigis) “You all knew, didn’t you?”
The Investigation Team looked at each other, then back to S.E.E.S.
(Yu) “We...didn’t know how to bring it up. We had met you when you came to Inaba and...you told us of their passing.”
(Yuki) “Even more of us are gone...”
(Everyone) “...”
(Lahabrea) “What matters is that we all survived and-”
(Everyone) !!!
[Paradisaical Predicaments - Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers OST]
Everyone had to reach for their heads as the world began to shake violently.
Sothis’s voice was loud and clear for everyone.
“No, NO!”
(Kazuma) “The hell, there she is again!”
(Lahabrea) “Wait a second, Sothis?!”
(Yuri) “You mean THAT’s the goddess?”
(Sothis) “This loop’s Sothis right, what is she talking-”
She was interrupted as multiple people dropped to the floor. First was Class VII, then Ainz’s.
(Akira) “What the hell is happening now?!”
(Yu) “Wait a second, i-is it?!-”
(Ainz) “A...A tower?!”
Lahabrea and Sothis’ eyes went wide.
(Lahabrea) “It can’t be...”
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Great Tomb of Nazarick...
(Guard) “A TOWER HAS EMERGED IN THE DISTANCE, EVERYONE, ASSUME COMBAT ROLES!”
Several skeletons and demons scattered around the area, preparing for an assault on the tomb.
Without Ainz and the Floor Guardians, this was going to be an extremely difficult battle for them.
Thor’s Military Academy, Branch Campus...
(Juna) “WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT?!”
(Kurt) “A-A Tower?! Where did it even come from?!”
(Altina) “The materials do not match any known signatures we have in our world.”
(Ash) “Well, it oughtta be interesting at least.”
(Musse) “H-Has anyone seen Instructor Rean, I haven’t found him anywhere!”
====
(Kazuma) “I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING SAID KILLING THEM WOULD BE THE END OF THIS!”
(Sothis) “This can’t be right!”
(Lahabrea) “H-Hang on, I’m thinki-”
The skies suddenly turned back into a pale white, the temperatures dropping rapidly.
(Rean) “The Javelin didn’t hit, right?!”
(Ainz) “We’d be dead if it did!”
“Stop them...!”
(Sitri) “S-Sothis...?!”
“STOP THEM!”
PART 4: END
—
[Escape - Darling in the FranXX OST]
The forecasted rain wets us
What should I say to you, as you tremble?
My soaked blazer is cold and heavy
I feel as helpless as a chick who’s left its cage.
I felt that my dreams were on the other side of the heavy clouds
I digested only the sweet pain that spread in my chest
I wonder if it’d be better if I’d never met you
Hey, I can’t even see the stars
Hey, my tears won’t fall either
—
ACT 2: ENDED
#House Isekai Shadowbringers#House Isekai#byleth eisner#sothis#sitri eisner#dimitri alexandre blaiddyd#Edelgard von Hresvelg#Yuri Leclerc#claude von riegan#Rean Schwarzer#minato arisato#minako arisato#ainz ooal gown#satou kazuma#akira kurusu#yu narukami#doomguy#yuki takeya
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The Elevator Bae x Chapter 6
Chapter SIX
Erik x Black OC (Phoenix)
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Camren stood in the center of everyone as they crowded around her singing Happy Birthday to her. She was all smiles with her Birthday Girl tiara on, holding up her glass of champagne. She swayed her hips back and forth until they finished.
“Thank you guys! This dinner was amazing. I love every single one of yall, but.. Ya’ girl is ready to turn up,” She points to Mica and Phoenix. “I know there’s more.”
“There’s always more.” Mica says.
Camren says good-bye to her family. Phoenix and Ava thanked everyone for coming out while Mica headed to the parking lot to get Ava’s truck.
Camren, Phoenix, Tiana and Ave piled themselves in Ava’s truck and Mica drove them to the club. As they approached the door, one of the security guards noticed Phoenix.
“Big Blue! What’s up lil mama?”
“Hey Jimmy.” she hugs him.
“They with you?” he motions to the women behind her.
“Of course. It’s Cam’s bday.”
Jimmy nods his head in Camren’s direction, “Happy Birthday. Blue got you the best section in this bitch.”
Camren can’t control herself, bouncing on her feet. “She was always my favorite.”
All of the women look at Camren. “Anything for you, Cam.” Phoenix says, grabbing Camren’s hand is leading them inside. Mica was the last in the small line of women and Jimmy stopped her.
“What’s your name lil mama?”
Mica looked him up and down, checking out his tatted, chiseled arms. He stands 6’4 with the prettiest teeth she had seen on a man. “Mica.” she finally responded.
“Come see me before y’all leave, alright?”
“Yeah, I got you.”
He winks at her and she turns to continue into the club where she found her friends watching her from inside the door.
“I see you, Mica. He fine as hell.” Tiana says.
The ladies follow Phoenix as she leads them to through the club. They traveled across the dance floor, around a huge bar and up a flight of stairs and glowed as they stepped on each step. They continued walking until they reached a huge section, with four bottles of Hennessy already waiting on ice. Coby was already there with a few other friends. He greeted each woman with a huge until her got to Ava. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and kissing her. Phoenix proceeded to line up shot glasses and fill them with Hennessy. Each of her friends grabbed their glass, raising it in the air.
“Happy Birthday Camren. We love your crazy ass to the moon and back.” Phoenix says.
Everyone shouts, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!”
Tossing their shot glasses back, the women have begun their turn up. A few more shots and they were all twerking on each other and talking their shit, rapping along to every song that came on.
“We need a group picture.” Camren yells into Mica’s ear. Mica passes the message on, gathering all the women up near the balcony. Coby patiently waiting, and laughing, as they tried to map out their drunk poses.
“Can y’all c’mon?”
“WE’RE READY!”
Coby takes their pictures, getting every angle just in case somebody doesn’t like their face in the last pic. Because someone WILL decide on one that they don’t like.
“Send those to me.” Each of them yelled at Coby.
They continued to drink and dance. Drinking always gave Phoenix a bit more courage (and weed calms her nerves enough for her to be bold). She was also an I love you drunk and the feeling were starting to come out. She sat on Ava’s lap, hugging her. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Philly.” Ava smiles.
Mica, Camren and Tiana stood in front of them, “You don’t love us?” Camren yelled.
“Of course I love you. I love all of you so much.”
“We love you too.”
Camren pulls all of them into a group hug. “Thank You for my birthday.”
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As the night progressed, Phoenix found herself just sitting on the couch, babysitting her fourth drink, watching everyone around her. Mica joins her on the couch.
“You good?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’m just chilling.”
“Did you text your man, yet?”
“My what!” Phoenix acts surprised.
“YOUR MAN!”
Phoenix playfully rolls her eyes, “No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t-- I don’t wanna be all clingy. He just gave me his number a couple hours ago.”
Camren squeezes herself between them. “What are yall over here talking about?”
Mica looks at Phoenix, expecting her to spill it. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.
“Ugh. I’m trying to tell her to text her man.” Mica finally speaks up.
Camren pinches Phoenix, making her look back to them. “You have a man? Philly! Is he cute?”
“He’s not my man.”
“You want him to be. I seen how y’all was looking at each other.” Mica intervenes.
“We’re building a friendship.” Phoenix says trying to convince herself more than her friends.
“Those are the best kinds. But you never told me if he’s cute or not.”
“Yea--”
Mica interrupts, shaking her head. “The nigga is fine, Cam. He thick too. He just screams big dick energy.”
Camren looks impressed. “Girl, text him.”
Phoenix sighs, processing her friends words. The two of them leave her be on the couch once again. She downs the rest of her drink because fuck it. Erik is about to get this text. She picks up her phone from the table in front of her, typing her message.
Phoenix: Wassup Stevens. Guess who?
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Erik had just laid down in his bed. Tired was an understatement. He had worked out hard, earlier that day. After his exchange with Phoenix in the garage, he stopped by his friend, TJ’s place. Catching up and playing 2k. He had cancelled plans with TJ to go to the studio with Phoenix. After a few hours of that and eating a pound of wings, he was home, showered and ready to sleep. That is, until his phone vibrated on his nightstand. He reached for it not really expecting it to be anything. A random number texted him with the message, Wassup Stevens. Guess who?
He knew better. Of course it was Phoenix, but Erik being Erik, he had to have fun with this. His sleep could wait. His thumbs moved around the small keyboard, creating a response.
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Phoenix watched as the text bubbles popped up. She bit her lip to stop her smile from forming and waiting to see what he is going to say.
Erik😛: hmm, 🤔this Tiffany?
Phoenix: Boy, you got me fucked up.
Erik😛: lmao. Relax, Im just messing with you. I know this you baby girl.
Phoenix: You’re an asshole.🙄
Erik😛: You dont mind it though.
Phoenix: anyways. Wyd?
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Erik had completely sat up in his bed now. He wasted no time on saving her number as ‘Babygirl’.
Erik: Been laying here, waiting on you to hit me up. You still out?
Babygirl: Yeah and my bad.🙈 Didn't mean to keep you waiting.
Erik: I don't mind waiting on you.
Babygirl: Don’t make me blush Stevens.
Erik pictured just how she looks blushing and that made him blush. His cheeks were becoming sore from how big he was smiling. Little did he know, she was looking like a complete dork, smiling at her phone in the middle of the club as well.
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Phoenix sat in the corner of the club couch texting Erik until her friends were ready to go. They had all decided they would stay at Coby’s house for the night. His place was their usual ‘after the club’ crashing spot. He had plenty of space for all of them. Tonight would be no different. The women piled into Ava’s Jeep. Camren laid out on the laps of those who sat in the back seat and Ava sat up front with her man. One of Coby’s friends took charge of his car and followed him home.
Phoenix couldn’t wait to make it to Coby’s house to continue texting Erik. She kept her phone in her clutch. She didn’t want to risk one of friends seeing her texting him and trying to be all up in her business even more than they already were.
“Let’s get some wings.” Camren shouted from the backseat.
“Where in the hell are we gonna get some wings from at 2:30 in the morning Cam?”
“I don’t know. I’m hungry.”
“I’m hungry too.” Mica and Tiana said at the same time.
“You hungry too, Philly?” Coby asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.
“When am I not hungry?”
“Y’all gotta be shitting me,” Coby drags his hands over his face. He looks over to see Ava passed out against the window. “Listen. There nowhere that’s open right now that has wings. I can take y’all to McDonalds.”
“YES! I want some nuggets.” Camren sat up, almost hitting her head on the top of the truck.
“Anything else?” Coby asked.
The women started shouting out orders.
“Large fry.” “Nuggets!” “McChicken with cheese.” “Nuggets.”
Coby headed to McDonalds to get their food and take them to his house. He knew they would regret this decision in the morning but he’d rather that than to hear a bunch of drunk women cuss him out over some damn Nuggets if he told them No.
It took forever for McDonald’s to fill his large order. The women whined in protest to how long they were waiting. They finally got the food and dug in without a second thought.
“And y’all better not spill shit in her truck. I’m not trynna hear Ava’s mouth about nothing tomorrow.”
With that being said, Coby got them in the house safely and full. Each woman crashed in different areas of the house. By the time they made it to their destination, Phoenix had forgotten about her text conversation with Erik and passed out in one of Coby’s guest rooms.
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Waking up was rough. Phoenix could feel her heart beating in her head. She rolled around the bed, feeling through the sheets for her phone. The sun was shining bright through the window, she her task was tough when her head was buried under the covers. Not having any luck, she finally got up, still in her dress, to look for her clutch. Somehow, it made its way to the floor at the foot of the bed. She took out her phone to see that it's just past noon and she had two unread text from Erik. She grinned big, swiping her screen to open the messages. She scrolled a bit to read her last response to see what exactly he was responding to because in all honesty, she only remembered a few bits of last night after her third shot.
Phoenix: So are you gonna tell me your reasons for picking the tongue out emoji?
Erik😛: You’re not ready to find that out yet.
Erik😛: lol, you must be KO. Hope you had fun baby girl. Text me when you get up.
Phoenix couldn’t contain her excitement that they were actually texting each other now. No more waiting to just see him on the elevators. Her excitement took a turn when her head started spinning. She felt a knot in her throat. She tried to swallow it back down but there was no stopping it. She had to find a toilet, NOW! She ran into the guest bathroom, throwing up last nights drunk food. She leaned over the toilet, chastising herself. Finally sure that she got it all out, she got up to slowly walk her body out into the hallway. Since Coby’s house is their go to after the club, Coby started keeping a change of clothes for them. She made her way to the hall closet where he kept, t-shirts, leggings, etc along with towels. She picked out a fresh set of clothes and towels and went back into the guest bathroom and showered.
Phoenix got dressed and put her hair up into a top knot bun and went downstairs to find everyone else. She found Coby and Ava in the kitchen. Mica was still asleep in the living room, on the couch. The birthday girl and Tiana were somewhere, probably still asleep.
“Morning.” Coby said. His voice sounded like he was speaking in a megaphone.
“Morning.” she whined.
“C’mon over here,” He motioned to the car seat next to Ava, who was leaning over her arm. “I’ll make you some coffee too.”
Phoenix joined them, laying her head down over her hands. Coby started making her some coffee. He placed the creamer and sugar in front of her.
“My face hurt.” Ava finally spoke.
Coby slid a fresh cup of coffee to Phoenix. She added her creamer and more than enough sugar and sipped it slow.
“It’s almost one. I doubt we make it to brunch.” Phoenix says between sips.
They sat there in silence for awhile before they heard someone dragging their feet into the kitchen. “Morning.” They heard from a yawning voice. It was Camren.
“Morning, birthday girl.” Coby said.
“Stop yelling.” Camren said, leaning over the counter.
“I’m not yelling.”
“I want coffee.”
“Me too.” Mica says, joining them in the kitchen with Tiana right behind her. Coby went ahead and made all three of them some coffee. “Y’all need to eat.” He said filling their mugs.
“I want Roscoe’s.” Camren says.
“Tell me what y’all want and I’ll get it. I know yall asses aint trying to leave no time soon.”
Ava typed up their orders on her phone and sent it in a text to Coby. He left to get their food. While they waited, Camren, Mica and Tiana took showers. Ava and Phoenix waited for them to finish in the backyard, on the patio. They sat out there, both wearing a pair of Coby’s sunglasses in an attempt to block out the sun.
Phoenix remembered that she hadn’t yet texted Erik back. Her thumbs hovered over the phone until she could figure out what to say.
Phoenix: Hey, sorry. I was slumped last night. Good afternoon though.
The text bubbles popped up immediately.
Erik😛: It’s all good baby girl. You have fun?
Phoenix: Yeah. Feels like Im dying now though.
Erik😛: You eat something yet?
Phoenix: Coby’s getting us food. He should be here soon. Wyd?
Erik😛: Tell that nigga hurry up and feed my girl.
Erik😛: Im running some errands.
His girl? Phoenix didn’t mind being called his girl.
Phoenix: Im ya’ girl now?
Before Erik could text back, the rest of her friends joined her and Ava outside and they all started talking about the night before. Reminiscing on the fun times they had. Camren thanked them again for making sure her birthday was special.
“We have one more gift for you, Cam Bam.” Mica says.
“Yall have done enough. Stop it.”
“Girl bye. It’s your birthday.” Ava says walking back into the house.
“What y'all get me?” Camren looks at Phoenix and Mica. Neither of them respond. “Stop playing. What is it?”
Ava joins them again with an envelope in hand, giving it to Camren. “Open it.”
She opens it and pulls out a packet that pictures a villa and things to do on an island.
“What is this?” she yells out in excitement.
Tiana snatches the papers from her hands, “Girl, a vacation.”
“Are yall serious?”
“Mhmm,” Phoenix nods her head. “Five nights and six days in Turks and Caicos. Next month. All five of us.”
Camren started to cry. They hugged her and made fun of her for always crying. Coby comes back in with the food. He brings it outside to them.
“Damn, Cam. You always crying, bro.” he says, sitting the food on the table.
“Shut up. They got me a vacation.”
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Phoenix walks through her door, exhausted. She threw her body on her couch. What a day. Camren loved her birthday and her gift. Phoenix enjoyed her friends but let's be honest… people, including her friends, were tiring. Her social battery died hours ago. The relief to be home, alone in her own space. She laid there with her eyes closed, taking in the silence of her living room. Her phone goes off, taking Phoenix from her mind. She gets up to find it. She dropped all of her belongings on the floor when she came in and searched through her bag for it. Finally finding it, she has a text from Erik.
Erik😛: You made it in?
Suddenly, Phoenix had energy. She sat on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. Smiling down at her phone, she responds.
Phoenix: yeah. Just got in.
Erik😛: wow, smh. Thanks for letting me know.
Phoenix: lol im sorry.
Biting her lip, she wants to do something. Her thumbs hover her keyboard. Erik hadn’t texted back yet so she still had time. Fuck it! What’s the worst that could happen?
Phoenix: Are you home?
The three minutes it took for him to respond felt like three years. Her palms were sweaty as she watched the bubbles pop up on the screen.
Erik😛: yeah. Whats up?
Phoenix: wanna come hang out with me?
Phoenix drops her phone on the floor. Her nerves taking over. “What the fuck am I doing? Am I doing this right now?” Her phone dings. She couldn’t open the message. What if he doesn’t want to? She picks up her phone, taking in a shaky breath as she swipes his message open.
Erik😛: 👀 yeah.
Erik😛: I got something for you too.
Phoenix: for me? What is it?
Erik😛: I’ll be down there in a minute. You’ll see.
Phoenix jumps up and picking up her bag and clothes from the night before, tossing them in her room and closing her bedroom door. She rushes back into the living room, turning on the tv. She checks her snack cabinet. She has plenty. “Okay...okay,” she says to herself. “We’re all good. This is gonna be cool. Just two friends--” her words are cut off by a knock at the door. She wipes her sweaty palms on her leggings and makes her way to the door. She opens the door and the site before her, snatched her breath. Erik stood there with his bare, muscled arms on full display as he sported a crisp, white fitted tank, paired with heather grey joggers that hung low. His dreads hung wildly over his face. She took in his seemingly flawless appearance piece by piece. Phoenix hadn’t realized that she was standing there, just staring at him until her waved his hand in her face, breaking her trance.
“Phoenix!” his voice boomed through her ears, flowing down into her chest. She squeezes eyes shut to regroup. She opens her eyes, pushing a small smile.
“Sorry.” she steps back to welcome him in.
He chuckles to himself. “You good, baby girl. You like what you see. I understand.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Stevens.”
He follows her to the couch. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a blunt. “This is for you.”
“Aw, thanks Stevens. We can smoke this right now, actually.”
He gives her a lighter and she lights the blunt taking a hit. Then another. She passes it to him. He takes a drag.
“So Stevens, I figured you could watch Steven Universe with me and eat Oreos.”
“Steven Universe? What the fuck is that?” he passes her the blunt.
“Only my favorite cartoon ever. It’s really good. You’re gonna like it.”
She gives him back the blunt and starts the show from episode one. She grabs a few snacks from the kitchen. “Look what I got.” She holds up two Martinelli Apple Juice. Erik holds his heart with a smile.
“You remembered.”
She joins him again on the couch, sitting so close, their thighs were touching. As the first episode begins, Phoenix sings along with the theme song. Erik watches her with a smile at how excited she was to be singing along. Erik reached down, grabbing her ankles and sliding her legs over his lap. She watched him, not taking her eyes from his hands as his fingertips trailed up her leg until he reached her thigh. He gripped her thigh and massaged it. The entire time his eyes never left the tv screen. Phoenix’s breath hitched as he continued rubbing the spot where his hand rested on her. She looked up at him. He was sitting there like he was just unaware of what he was doing. Something happened on the show that made him laugh and she watched as his body bounced with laughter. To distract herself, she stuffed an Oreo in her mouth and did her best to pay attention to the tv.
“Damn girl, you hogging the cookies.”
Phoenix had been cradling the pack of cookies, eating one right after the other. “Sorry. You want one?”
“Yeah. Feed me one.”
“Feed you one?”
“Yeah, c’mon girl.” He opened his mouth.
She slowly swallowed the remaining pieces she was holding in her mouth. She held the Oreo between her fingers, “You want me to break it for you?”
He cuts his eye at her. “Phoenix, I’m a grown ass man. Put the cookie in my mouth.”
She looked at him with a smirk. She would gladly put the cookie in his mouth. She giggled as she fed him the cookie. He caught on to why she was tickled and laughed himself. “You’re childish baby girl.”
“You said it.”
They continued watching the show and eventually ate the entire pack of Oreos. They were seven episodes deep when Phoenix found herself leaning on Erik’s shoulder. Her fingers were absentmindedly tracing his scars. When she noticed what she was doing, she looked at him, wondering if he knew what she was doing. Was he secretly enjoying it? He could feel her staring at the side of his face. He peeks over at her.
“What?” he asked.
She rubs her thumbs over her scars in thought. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
Looking at his arm, “What’s the meaning behind these?”
He watches as her thumbs move softly over his scars. He clenches his jaw and unclenches. Their eyes meet.
“Can I trust you?” he asked.
“I’m pretty sure if you couldn’t trust me, you wouldn’t be sitting here with me right now.”
“True. If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’t look at me any differently.”
“I promise.”
He sits there for a moment, gathering the right words. Phoenix was patient with him. She knew there was a deeper story to him. She was willing to sit there as long as she needed for him to feel comfortable. She continued to rub her thumb over her scars in the hopes that it would settle his thoughts.
“Remember when I told you my parents died when I was young and I had to take care of myself?” he started. Phoenix nodded, remembering their conversation in the studio. “That shit changed me. It was nothing that I could do. I was ready to give it to any and everybody. But I was smart about it. I went to the Navy. I trained. I worked hard. I was the best nigga they had. When it was time to get my boots on the ground, I made sure I always hit my target and anything that tried to get in my way. Each kill became a mark.”
Phoenix’s eyes trailed down in arm. There were so many scars. That meant so many bodies.
“I was top ranked. I was given the name Killmonger because I had so many kills.” he continued. “The scars were my way of making sure everybody knew how powerful I was. I wasn’t somebody to be fucked with. I’m not that helpless little boy on missions.”
Phoenix’s thumb motions stopped but she still held his arm in her hand. He looked over at her, searching her face for any sign of disgust or hate. Nothing. Her eyes met his.
“So you still do those missions?” she asked.
“Yeah. They’re a little different now.”
Phoenix seemed interested in what he meant. So he continued telling her how he is chosen for the top missions because of his skill. She asked about his parents and for the first time ever, Erik explained the truth about them. His mother dying in prison. His father being a prince of Wakanda and being killed by his own brother. The more he talked about Wakanda, Phoenix became confused.
“Wait… I thought Wakanada was like a third world country.” she said.
“That’s what they tell the world, but it’s far from a third world country.”
Phoenix sat there quietly, looking off at nothing. She pulled herself away from him in thought. He took that as her hating him.
“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you Phoenix.”
Her head snapped toward him. “It never crossed my mind that you would. I don’t think you’re a big, bad, scary person, E. Like you said, you did what you had to do.”
“Then why did you move over there?”
“Just thinking. I couldn’t imagine having to go through any of that. Here I am thinking my life was so shitty back in Detroit. Sure, it was bad but things could’ve been worse. You’re strong as fuck and honestly, I wish I had balls like you.”
A cheesy smile crept up on Erik’s face. “Nobody got balls like me.”
Phoenix looks at him with a straight face. “Wow. Here I am thinking we’re having a moment and you wanna talk about your balls.”
“You brought up my balls baby girl. I’ll gladly share them with you.”
“You know what I meant.” She said, hitting him in the chest.
“C’mere you little angry bird.” Erik pulls Phoenix back over to him. This time, he pulled her onto his lap. Sitting on him, she could feel his dick under his thin shorts. This man was blessed. He moved his body up, adjusting himself. He had to know exactly what he was doing. Staying up there would be dangerous. She needed to move herself. So she slid her body down to where she is now pinned between him and the arm of the chair. He legs are sitting on top of his. He gripped her thighs again. “You made me miss what happened so we have to start this episode over.” He picked up the remote, restarting the episode. Phoenix didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. The two of them continue watching Steven Universe like nothing ever happened. He wrapped his hand around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.
Phoenix had drifted off to sleep. Erik softly shook her awake.
“Philly. Wake up baby girl.”
Phoenix slowly wakes up, stretching. “How long was I sleep?”
“Not long. But it’s getting late. I’m gonna get out of her and let you rest.”
Phoenix lays back on his shoulder. “You’re really comfortable.”
Erik scoops Phoenix up in his arms. He picks her up, as he stands and setting her down carefully on her feet. They share a smile. She follows him to the door to let him out. When they approach the door, Erik turns around and snakes his hand around Phoenix’s waist, pulling her into a hug. She automatically wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She took in his presence, one last time. He pulled back, grabbing her chin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. Her body melted into his as laid her head against his chest. “Don’t forget to text me about your show tomorrow.” he spoke lowly in her ear. All Phoenix would do was nod her head. He opened the door, stepping out.
“Goodnight baby girl.”
“Night, E.”
Closing the door and locking it. Phoenix leaned back on the door. She wanted so bad to turn her head and catch his lips with hers. She fought against it. Her brain now ringing with the ‘what if’s’ if she did. She couldn’t do this to herself. She was going to bed.
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“After another argument between Lucy and Gage, the Overboss storms off to Parlor where she catches on a private moment with her pre-war boss, Harrison that recently made a come back to Nuka World. “
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It was late and silent evening at Nuka Town with the exception of shouts coming from the Fizztop mountain which belonged to well known crocked couple, Gage and Lucy, arguing once again about Institute deals she forgot to mention and all confusion about newly arrived guest, Harrison, her pre-war shady employer. Lucy wasn’t the one to handle long arguments, especially against someone as stubborn and loud in complains like her fellow raider, no longer being able to stand the tension she turned around and just left, pushing the door behind her and going towards the elevator with a rapid steps, her blond braids swaying after her and hands clenched, moving to the sides.
- Boss, shit, where the hell ya going again? Let’s just finish the talk, c’mon. Gage followed, almost ran after, grabbing her under the arm before she entered the elevator.
- We finished. The Institute deals are staying if you like it or not and so will our guest. She forced her arm out of his grip and looked at him, squinting her eyes in a threatening manner.
- A bit longer and they will settle up their own fucking lab right here with even bigger bunch of fucking synths. Even if Gage hoped for her to stay he just couldn’t let the complains go and it certainly didn’t help to calm down the atmosphere.
- He is not a regular synth but still a person Gage! And neither at Institute side, when will you fucking understand it and just let it go, jezz. Lucy snapped back at him and entered the elevator, pushing the button and refusing to listen anything Gage was still shouting through the closing in front of him door.
She leaned against the wall and sighted deeply, letting the nerves float away till elevator hit the bottom. Harrison arrival brought some good and bad news. Good for her that she managed to claim something back from her pre-war life, more than just a thing or souvenir but an actual same person she spend her last years with, before the world went to shit. Bad because even if Harrison was avoiding the Institute like a worst omen he failed to prevent from becoming bigger, Gage had a really hard time to see a remaining soul of an actual human he was and still is under the synth skeleton wearing his skin like a costume, not mentioning all the experiment that made him a supernatural entity, his soul possessing the body he still managed to recover from the pre-war lab. For Lucy it didn’t matter, since in the end they had each other and did care despite all the toxic work crime relations they went through.
Every time she was down Parlor always found a way to calm her mind, be it a theatrical rich environment of it, calm music and bottle of booze along with it, just chilling at the decorated by red silky cloth table with her legs rested on top of it, candle burning slowly in the background, letting her to light a cigarette. This time was no different with the only exception that it was empty, only a familiar tall figure leaning against a wall, Harrison himself, wearing his usual long gray shiny coat, smooth and clean, always looking like a gentleman that lost a feeling of time.
- Tough break, Feit? He nodded at her from under his round classic hat, sending her a shiny green glance.
- It’s that visible, is it? She asked in response, dropping heavily onto the chair and lighting up a cigarette.
- I know you too well so i see it instantly and sense too...in a way. Porter eh? Bitching again? He smirked with a corner of his lips already knowing the answer.
- Bitching? You seem to catch a local language quite fast, sir. She smirked back at him in a distance and puffed a smoke in the air, leaning back onto the chair.
- No choice but to try to fit in, helps to take away more of these curious eyes off me. If synth gossip cause such a stir around i would rather not let anyone find out what i am. He pushed himself off the wall and approached her, grabbing a chair on a way and taking a sit at the other side of the table.
- Institute still has no fucking clue about you and i will keep it that way. She crushed a smoke in the ashtray and placed her elbows onto the table, palms of her hands supporting her tired pale face, wearing a signs of stress from at least few days. Harrison noticed it.
- When did you....how to say it, chill out last time, Feit? You look like shit, no offense of course. He raised his thick black eyebrow at her.
- I don’t remember, it has been quite a busy time, cleaning after the bloody disciples and trying to set you up here, spread some believable information...i completely lost track of time. She brushed the inner corners of her eyes with fingers and looked back at him as he stood up and started turning his head around.
- What are you looking for? She asked, curiously.
- Something to help you relax, of course. His eyes stopped at the old pre-war
gramophone, still with a famous golden tube attached to it and a vinyl inside. He waved his hand, a bright green stroke of energy with smoke flew out of his palm as he wiggled his fingers towards it, putting a vinyl into a gentle spin as the needle slowly lowered to let the parlor room fill with the slow blues tunes.
- Nice trick. I think i remember this song. Lucy mind flew back to the times when there were still bars and dance pubs, filled with couples, talking, drinking and dancing after the work, including her but the only partner she remained with that time was the half empty bottle of booze.
- Me too. Harrison’s mind flew to the same pub she was sitting in that time but lacking a courage and clear reason to enter and just join her, especially hours ago his hands were all stained in her partner’s blood. He didn’t dare to even let the thought slip in his head but now that all reasoning and past got buried with nukes he took down his hat, placing it on table in front of her and leaned down, offering her a hand.
- You up for a short dance, to forget all that crap you seem to occupy yourself with now? The usual grumpiness of his face got replaced with an honest and soft smile, almost impossible to resist and say no.
- Dance? I never thought you can dance, sir. Lucy couldn’t deny she loved to dance but in a raider world it was a very rare activity and with usual folks around it barely resembled a classic pre-war swinging. She hesitated for a moment but eventually placed a palm in his hand and let herself be pulled gently up.
- You still don’t know many things about me, Feit but yes, i can dance. My wife used to praise me before she kicked me out of our life. He looked down at her, realizing she might have a slightly harder time with their size difference.
- I feel like you gained a few centimeters since last time we met. She pointed out.
- Most probably...hmmm, maybe these will help. He looked towards a pair of high heel black sandals lying under one of the tables and used his powers once again to lift them up in the air and slowly bring into her hands.
- I think i left them there after last meeting with operators. She crouched down and swiftly changed her shoes, straightening up and arriving almost at Harrison’s chin.
- You already seem happier. So...shall we? He lifted his left hand up to the side, awaiting for her to grab it before he placed his other hand at her back.
- We shall. It’s been a while, indeed. She couldn’t hide her smile, swinging was always brightening her mood in no time, especially with a good company that knew how to properly lead.
- Sorry for shooting you...back then. Lucy apologized with a low, almost whispering voice, trying to fill a moments of silence between them.
- Well, i guess i deserved it in the end. He chuckled, his eyes brightening up in even lighter shade of green the longer they danced together. - Too bad the Institute made it alive in the end.
- At least they provide us some good weaponry we wouldn’t have otherwise. She shrugged, what has been done its done, she could only try to benefit from it.
- You got yourself quite a position here, being a what they call... Overboss, ordering people around and getting the job done, like you always did. He raised his arm and spun her around, pulling afterwards back and close to him, pausing for a moment, staring down at her.
- I never liked to be in charged so i’m glad you got back eventually. Even after two hundred freaking years you are still my boss, sir. She smiled at him, ignoring the sudden blush appearing lightly on her cheeks.
- Hah, you didn’t change one bit, i’m glad. He said with a lower voice, smiling back.
- Neither did you.
He pushed off a strand of hair from her face, slowly leaning closer and closer to meet her amber gaze. She froze in place, not backing off but highly uncertain with the next move, her mind storming the thoughts as she couldn’t deny she enjoyed his company but image of Gage and their relations still made her turn away as their lips almost met.
- Shit, i..can’t. I mean... it feels awkward. Lucy admitted, dropping her troubled face to the floor.
- Uhm..no, its my fault, i enjoyed that little moment of ours a bit too much i guess, i apologize. He backed off, softening the grip on her hand, letting her to slip it away, turning his eyes to the side.
- Don’t worry, i still liked it, got my mind a bit off the usual shit. She brushed her shoulder and looked back at him, reassuring that this little accident didn’t ruin their view of each other.
- I think it’s better i get back to setting up myself at that disciple place. He walked towards a table, taking his hat and putting if back on his head, hiding the worry that his face was wearing till Lucy patted his shoulder as she approached him.
- Still thank you...for sticking around, i’m really glad to see you again...despite everything that happened. She said, with an honest soft voice that took away his sudden worry away.
He nodded back at her and left towards the exit, meeting Gage on his way out. They only looked at each other, almost saluting but not letting a single word out.
- Hey Boss...can we...? Gage paused, hearing the weird blues coming out of the gramophone, his face turning into a slight confusion.
- What’s up with that weird ass music? He asked, taking a slow steps towards her.
- What, you don’t like it? She asked, tapping the heel of her boost to the wooden floor in the rhythm of the sound.
- Can’t say, i’m just not used to it. He glanced down at her shoes and then slowly back up at her, crossing her arms, awaiting the continuation of his thoughts that brought him to Parlor.
- So...what else you have to say that you didn’t say yet. She tapped a finger against her crossed arms, looking at him at the same level this time, thanks to her heels.
- Right...fuck, maybe i went a bit too far with all that...talk we had before. Maybe it ain’t that bad. He brushed a back of his head with a palm.
- So, you are sorry. She couldn’t resist an evil smirk, sensing the apology in his voice.
- Yeeeeah, shit. Gage never liked to admit he was wrong or exaggerated in any way but ruining what they had would have been even worse in the end and he knew that.
- I can forget about it faster if you swing me properly around since i still have these on. She pointed down, sending him a seductive smile that he could hardly resist even if she was asking him for something he didn’t like as much as she was but in the end he was still agreeing for her good.
- Don’t worry, no one is looking right now. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him close, forcing his hands onto her back, right up her bottoms.
- You are asking for a lot here, Boss. He still grinned despite the soapy atmosphere surrounding them.
- You can always say no and turn away, Gage. She smiled and raised her eyebrow at him.
- I wouldn’t fucking dare. He took up on a challenge and pushed her even closer, bumping their foreheads and letting themselves be lost in their gaze as they swinged into the remaining track till the vinyl ran out of power, letting it end with a most tender kiss they both hungered for after every argument, let it be forgotten in a matter of seconds but her mind still drifted away for a split moment about Harrison’s move...
#fallout 4#fo4#writing#ao3#screenshot#lucy's diary#sfw#nuka world#fallout oc#my oc's#lucy feit#harrison#porter gage#dancing#intimate#soft#clicking on a title will lead you to my ao3 page#thank you for checkin out <3#also yes after this sweet piece i will get to pre-war pages again#because this gave me a very dark but good idea#i took so many strong painkillers for my neck that dreaming about this shit was even easier :))#almost swinging at work mumbling crap under my nose#nope i dont regret jack shit
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The Elevator Bae
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE
Chapter SIX
Erik x Black OC (Phoenix)
A/N: This one is kinda long. I had a good, black time writing this chapter. Things are definitely picking up more with this one. :)
Camren stood in the center of everyone as they crowded around her singing Happy Birthday to her. She was all smiles with her Birthday Girl tiara on, holding up her glass of champagne. She swayed her hips back and forth until they finished.
“Thank you guys! This dinner was amazing. I love every single one of yall, but.. Ya’ girl is ready to turn up,” She points to Mica and Phoenix. “I know there’s more.”
“There’s always more.” Mica says.
Camren says good-bye to her family. Phoenix and Ava thanked everyone for coming out while Mica headed to the parking lot to get Ava’s truck.
Camren, Phoenix, Tiana and Ava piled themselves in Ava’s truck and Mica drove them to the club. As they approached the door, one of the security guards noticed Phoenix.
“Big Blue! What’s up lil mama?”
“Hey Jimmy.” she hugs him.
“They with you?” he motions to the women behind her.
“Of course. It’s Cam’s Bday.”
Jimmy nods his head in Camren’s direction, “Happy Birthday. Blue got you the best section in this bitch.”
Camren can’t control herself, bouncing on her feet. “She was always my favorite.”
All of the women look at Camren. “Anything for you, Cam.” Phoenix says, grabbing Camren’s hand is leading them inside. Mica was the last in the small line of women and Jimmy stopped her.
“What’s your name lil mama?”
Mica looked him up and down, checking out his tatted, chiseled arms. He stands 6’4 with the prettiest teeth she had seen on a man. “Mica.” she finally responded.
“Come see me before y’all leave, alright?”
“Yeah, I got you.”
He winks at her and she turns to continue into the club where she found her friends watching her from inside the door.
“I see you, Mica. He fine as hell.” Tiana says.
The ladies follow Phoenix as she leads them to through the club. They traveled across the dance floor, around a huge bar and up a flight of stairs and glowed as they stepped on each step. They continued walking until they reached a huge section, with four bottles of Hennessy already waiting on ice. Coby was already there with a few other friends. He greeted each woman with a hug until her got to Ava. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and kissing her. Phoenix proceeded to line up shot glasses and fill them with Hennessy. Each of her friends grabbed their glass, raising it in the air.
“Happy Birthday Camren. We love your crazy ass to the moon and back.” Phoenix says.
Everyone shouts, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!”
Tossing their shot glasses back, the women have begun their turn up. A few more shots and they were all twerking on each other and talking their shit, rapping along to every song that came on.
“We need a group picture.” Camren yells into Mica’s ear. Mica passes the message on, gathering all the women up near the balcony. Coby patiently waiting, and laughing, as they tried to map out their drunk poses.
“Can y’all c’mon?”
“WE’RE READY!”
Coby takes their pictures, getting every angle just in case somebody doesn’t like their face in the last pic. Because someone WILL decide on one that they don’t like.
“Send those to me.” Each of them yelled at Coby.
They continued to drink and dance. Drinking always gave Phoenix a bit more courage (and weed calms her nerves enough for her to be bold). She was also an I love you drunk and the feeling were starting to come out. She sat on Ava’s lap, hugging her. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Philly.” Ava smiles.
Mica, Camren and Tiana stood in front of them, “You don’t love us?” Camren yelled.
“Of course I love you. I love all of you so much.”
“We love you too.”
Camren pulls all of them into a group hug. “Thank You for my birthday.”
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As the night progressed, Phoenix found herself just sitting on the couch, babysitting her fourth drink, watching everyone around her. Mica joins her on the couch.
“You good?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’m just chilling.”
“Did you text your man, yet?”
“My what!” Phoenix acts surprised.
“YOUR MAN!”
Phoenix playfully rolls her eyes, “No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t-- I don’t wanna be all clingy. He just gave me his number a couple hours ago.”
Camren squeezes herself between them. “What are yall over here talking about?”
Mica looks at Phoenix, expecting her to spill it. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.
“Ugh. I’m trying to tell her to text her man.” Mica finally speaks up.
Camren pinches Phoenix, making her look back to them. “You have a man? Philly! Is he cute?”
“He’s not my man.”
“You want him to be. I seen how y’all was looking at each other.” Mica intervenes.
“We’re building a friendship.” Phoenix says trying to convince herself more than her friends.
“Those are the best kinds. But IS HE CUTE?!”
“Yea--”
“The nigga is fine, Cam,” Mica interrupts, shaking her head. “He thick too. He just screams big dick energy.”
Camren looks impressed. “Girl, text him.”
Phoenix sighs, processing her friends words. The two of them leave her be on the couch once again. She downs the rest of her drink because fuck it. Erik is about to get this text. She picks up her phone from the table in front of her, typing her message.
Phoenix: Wassup Stevens. Guess who?
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Erik had just laid down in his bed. Tired was an understatement. He had worked out hard, earlier that day. After his exchange with Phoenix in the garage, he stopped by his friend, TJ’s place. Catching up and playing 2k. He had cancelled plans with TJ to go to the studio with Phoenix. After a few hours of that and eating a pound of wings, he was home, showered and ready to sleep. That is, until his phone vibrated on his nightstand. He reached for it not really expecting it to be anything. A random number texted him with the message, Wassup Stevens. Guess who?
He knew better. Of course it was Phoenix, but Erik being Erik, he had to have fun with this. His sleep could wait. His thumbs moved around the small keyboard, creating a response.
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Phoenix watched as the text bubbles popped up. She bit her lip to stop her smile from forming and waiting to see what he is going to say.
Erik😛: hmm, 🤔this Tiffany?
Phoenix: Boy, you got me fucked up.
Erik😛: lmao. Relax, Im just messing with you. I know this you baby girl.
Phoenix: You’re an asshole.🙄
Erik😛: You dont mind it though.
Phoenix: anyways. Wyd?
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Erik had completely sat up in his bed now. He wasted no time on saving her number as ‘Babygirl’.
Erik: Been laying here, waiting on you to hit me up. You still out?
Babygirl: Yeah and my bad.🙈 Didn't mean to keep you waiting.
Erik: I don't mind waiting on you.
Babygirl: Don’t make me blush Stevens.
Erik pictured just how she looks blushing and that made him blush. His cheeks were becoming sore from how big he was smiling. Little did he know, she was looking like a complete dork, smiling at her phone in the middle of the club as well.
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Phoenix sat in the corner of the club couch texting Erik until her friends were ready to go. They had all decided they would stay at Coby’s house for the night. His place was their usual ‘after the club’ crashing spot. He had plenty of space for all of them. Tonight would be no different. The women piled into Ava’s Jeep. Camren laid out on the laps of those who sat in the back seat and Ava sat up front with her man. One of Coby’s friends took charge of his car and followed him home.
Phoenix couldn’t wait to make it to Coby’s house to continue texting Erik. She kept her phone in her clutch. She didn’t want to risk one of friends seeing her texting him and trying to be all up in her business even more than they already were.
“Let’s get some wings.” Camren shouted from the backseat.
“Where in the hell are we gonna get some wings from at 2:30 in the morning Cam?”
“I don’t know. I’m hungry.”
“I’m hungry too.” Mica and Tiana said at the same time.
“Let me guess. You hungry too, Philly?” Coby asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.
“When am I not hungry?”
“Y’all gotta be shitting me,” Coby drags his hands over his face. He looks over to see Ava passed out against the window. “Listen. There’s nowhere that’s open right now that has wings. I can take y’all to McDonalds.”
“YES! I want some nuggets.” Camren sat up, almost hitting her head on the top of the truck.
“Anything else?” Coby asked.
The women started shouting out orders.
“Large fry.” “Nuggets!” “McChicken with cheese.” “Nuggets.”
Coby headed to McDonalds to get their food and take them to his house. He knew they would regret this decision in the morning but he’d rather that than to hear a bunch of drunk women cuss him out over some damn Nuggets if he told them No.
It took forever for McDonald’s to fill his large order. The women whined in protest to how long they were waiting. They finally got the food and dug in without a second thought.
“And y’all better not spill shit in her truck. I’m not trynna hear Ava’s mouth about nothing tomorrow.”
Coby got them in the house safely and full. Each woman crashed in different areas of the house. By the time they made it to their destination, Phoenix had forgotten about her text conversation with Erik and passed out in one of Coby’s guest rooms.
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Waking up was rough. Phoenix could feel her heart beating in her head. She rolled around the bed, feeling through the sheets for her phone. The sun was shining bright through the window, so her task was tough with her head buried under the covers. Not having any luck, she finally got up, still in her dress, to look for her clutch. Somehow, it made its way to the floor at the foot of the bed. She took out her phone to see that it's just past noon and she had two unread text from Erik. She grinned big, swiping her screen to open the messages. She scrolled a bit to read her last response to see what exactly he was responding to because in all honesty, she only remembered a few bits of last night after her third shot.
Phoenix: So are you gonna tell me your reasons for picking the tongue out emoji?
Erik😛: You’re not ready to find that out yet.
Erik😛: lol, you must be KO. Hope you had fun baby girl. Text me when you get up.
Phoenix couldn’t contain her excitement that they were actually texting each other now. No more waiting to just see him on the elevators. Her excitement took a turn when her head started spinning. She felt a knot in her throat. She tried to swallow it back down but there was no stopping it. She had to find a toilet, NOW! She ran into the guest bathroom, throwing up last nights drunk food. She leaned over the toilet, chastising herself. Finally sure that she got it all out, she got up to slowly walk her body out into the hallway. Since Coby’s house is their go to after the club, Coby started keeping a change of clothes for them. She made her way to the hall closet where he kept, t-shirts, leggings, etc along with towels. She picked out a fresh set of clothes and towels and went back into the guest bathroom and showered.
Phoenix got dressed and put her hair up into a top knot bun and went downstairs to find everyone else. She found Coby and Ava in the kitchen. Mica was still asleep in the living room, on the couch. The birthday girl and Tiana were somewhere, probably still asleep.
“Morning.” Coby said. His voice sounded like he was speaking in a megaphone.
“Morning.” she whined.
“C’mon over here,” He motioned to the car seat next to Ava, who was leaning over her arm. “I’ll make you some coffee too.”
Phoenix joined them, laying her head down over her hands. Coby started making her some coffee. He placed the creamer and sugar in front of her.
“My face hurt.” Ava finally spoke.
Coby slid a fresh cup of coffee to Phoenix. She added her creamer and more than enough sugar and sipped it slow.
“It’s almost one. I doubt we make it to brunch.” Phoenix says between sips.
They sat there in silence for awhile before they heard someone dragging their feet into the kitchen. “Morning.” They heard from a yawning voice. It was Camren.
“Morning, birthday girl.” Coby said.
“Stop yelling.” Camren said, leaning over the counter.
“I’m not yelling.”
“I want coffee.”
“Me too.” Mica says, joining them in the kitchen with Tiana right behind her. Coby went ahead and made all three of them some coffee. “Y’all need to eat.” He said filling their mugs.
“I want Roscoe’s.” Camren says.
“Tell me what y’all want and I’ll get it. I know yall asses aint trying to leave no time soon.”
Ava typed up their orders on her phone and sent it in a text to Coby. He left to get their food. While they waited, Camren, Mica and Tiana took showers. Ava and Phoenix waited for them to finish in the backyard, on the patio. They sat out there, both wearing a pair of Coby’s sunglasses in an attempt to block out the sun.
Phoenix remembered that she hadn’t yet texted Erik back. Her thumbs hovered over the phone until she could figure out what to say.
Phoenix: Hey, sorry. I was slumped last night. Good afternoon though.
The text bubbles popped up immediately.
Erik😛: It’s all good baby girl. You have fun?
Phoenix: Yeah. Feels like Im dying now though.
Erik😛: You eat something yet?
Phoenix: Coby’s getting us food. He should be here soon. Wyd?
Erik😛: Tell that nigga hurry up and feed my girl.
Erik😛: Im running some errands.
His girl? Phoenix didn’t mind being called his girl.
Phoenix: Im ya’ girl now?
Before Erik could text back, the rest of her friends joined her and Ava outside and they all started talking about the night before. Reminiscing on the fun times they had. Camren thanked them again for making sure her birthday was special.
“We have one more gift for you, Cam Bam.” Mica says.
“Yall have done enough. Stop it.”
“Girl bye. It’s your birthday.” Ava says walking back into the house.
“What y'all get me?” Camren looks at Phoenix and Mica. Neither of them respond. “Stop playing. What is it?”
Ava joins them again with an envelope in hand, giving it to Camren. “Open it.”
She opens it and pulls out a packet that pictures a villa and things to do on an island.
“What is this?” she yells out in excitement.
Tiana snatches the papers from her hands, “Girl, a vacation.”
“Are yall serious?”
“Mhmm,” Phoenix nods her head. “Five nights and six days in Turks and Caicos. Next month. All five of us.”
Camren started to cry. They hugged her and made fun of her for always crying. Coby comes back in with the food. He brings it outside to them.
“Damn, Cam. You always crying, bro.” he says, sitting the food on the table.
“Shut up. They got me a vacation.”
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Phoenix walks through her door, exhausted. She threw her body on her couch. What a day. Camren loved her birthday and her gift. Phoenix enjoyed her friends but let's be honest… people, including her friends, were tiring. Her social battery died hours ago. The relief to be home, alone in her own space. She laid there with her eyes closed, taking in the silence of her living room. Her phone goes off, taking Phoenix from her mind. She gets up to find it. She dropped all of her belongings on the floor when she came in and searched through her bag for it. Finally finding it, she has a text from Erik.
Erik😛: You made it in?
Suddenly, Phoenix had energy. She sat on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. Smiling down at her phone, she responds.
Phoenix: yeah. Just got in.
Erik😛: wow, smh. Thanks for letting me know.
Phoenix: lol im sorry.
Biting her lip, she wants to do something. Her thumbs hover her keyboard. Erik hadn’t texted back yet so she still had time. Fuck it! What’s the worst that could happen?
Phoenix: Are you home?
The three minutes it took for him to respond felt like three years. Her palms were sweaty as she watched the bubbles pop up on the screen.
Erik😛: yeah. Whats up?
Phoenix: wanna come hang out with me?
Phoenix drops her phone on the floor. Her nerves taking over. “What the fuck am I doing? Am I doing this right now?” She asks herself. Her phone dings. She couldn’t open the message. What if he doesn’t want to? She picks up her phone, taking in a shaky breath as she swipes his message open.
Erik😛: 👀 yeah.
Erik😛: I got something for you too.
Phoenix: for me? What is it?
Erik😛: I’ll be down there in a minute. You’ll see.
Phoenix jumps up and picking up her bag and clothes from the night before, tossing them in her room and closing her bedroom door. She rushes back into the living room, turning on the tv. She checks her snack cabinet. She has plenty. “Okay...okay,” she says to herself. “We’re all good. This is gonna be cool. Just two friends--” her words are cut off by a knock at the door. She wipes her sweaty palms on her leggings and makes her way to the door. She opens the door and the site before her, snatched her breath. Erik stood there with his bare, muscled arms on full display as he sported a crisp, white fitted tank, paired with heather grey joggers that hung low. His dreads hung wildly over his face. She took in his seemingly flawless appearance piece by piece. Phoenix hadn’t realized that she was standing there, just staring at him until he waved his hand in her face, breaking her trance.
“Phoenix!” his voice boomed through her ears, flowing down into her chest. She squeezes eyes shut to regroup. She opens her eyes, pushing a small smile.
“Sorry.” she steps back to welcome him in.
He chuckles to himself. “You good, baby girl. You like what you see. I understand.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Stevens.”
He follows her to the couch. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a blunt. “This is for you.”
“Aw, thanks Stevens. We can smoke this right now, actually.”
He gives her a lighter and she lights the blunt taking a hit. Then another. She passes it to him. He takes a drag.
“So Stevens, I figured you could watch Steven Universe with me and eat Oreos.”
“Steven Universe? What the fuck is that?” he passes her the blunt.
“Only my favorite cartoon ever. It’s really good. You’re gonna like it.”
She gives him back the blunt and starts the show from episode one. She grabs a few snacks from the kitchen. “Look what I got.” She holds up two Martinelli Apple Juice. Erik holds his heart with a smile.
“You remembered.”
Erik had mentioned in the studio how much her loved Martinelli’s. She joins him again on the couch, sitting so close, their thighs were touching. As the first episode begins, Phoenix sings along with the theme song. Erik watches her with a smile. Erik reached down, grabbing her ankles and sliding her legs over his lap. She watched him, not taking her eyes from his hands as his fingertips trailed up her leg until he reached her thigh. He gripped her thigh and massaged it. The entire time his eyes never left the tv screen. Phoenix’s breath hitched as he continued rubbing the spot where his hand rested on her. She looked up at him. He was sitting there like he was just unaware of what he was doing. Something happened on the show that made him laugh and she watched as his body bounced with laughter. To distract herself, she stuffed an Oreo in her mouth and did her best to pay attention to the tv.
“Damn girl, you hogging the cookies.”
Phoenix had been cradling the pack of cookies, eating one right after the other. “Sorry. You want one?”
“Yeah. Feed me one.”
“Feed you one?”
“Yeah, c’mon girl.” He opened his mouth.
She slowly swallowed the remaining pieces she was holding in her mouth. She held the Oreo between her fingers, “You want me to break it for you?”
He cuts his eye at her. “Phoenix, I’m a grown ass man. Put the cookie in my mouth.”
She looked at him with a smirk. She would gladly put the cookie in his mouth. She giggled as she fed him the cookie. He caught on to why she was tickled and laughed himself. “You’re childish baby girl.”
“You said it.”
They continued watching the show and eventually ate the entire pack of Oreos. They were seven episodes deep when Phoenix found herself leaning on Erik’s shoulder. Her fingers were absentmindedly tracing his scars. When she noticed what she was doing, she looked at him, wondering if he knew what she was doing. Was he secretly enjoying it? He could feel her staring at the side of his face. He peeks over at her.
“What?” he asked.
She rubs her thumbs over her scars in thought. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
Looking at his arm, “What’s the meaning behind these?”
He watches as her thumbs move softly over his scars. He clenches his jaw and unclenches. Their eyes meet.
“Can I trust you?” he asked.
“I’m pretty sure if you couldn’t trust me, you wouldn’t be sitting here with me right now.”
“True. If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’t look at me any differently.”
“I promise.”
He sits there for a moment, gathering the right words. Phoenix was patient with him. She knew there was a deeper story to him. She was willing to sit there as long as she needed for him to feel comfortable. She continued to rub her thumb over her scars in the hopes that it would settle his thoughts.
“Remember when I told you my parents died when I was young and I had to take care of myself?” he started. Phoenix nodded, remembering their conversation in the studio. “That shit changed me. It was nothing that I could do. I was ready to give it to any and everybody. But I was smart about it. I went to the Navy. I trained. I worked hard. I was the best nigga they had. When it was time to get my boots on the ground, I made sure I always hit my target and anything that tried to get in my way. Each kill became a mark.”
Phoenix’s eyes trailed down in arm. There were so many scars. That meant so many bodies.
“I was top ranked. I was given the name Killmonger because I had so many kills.” he continued. “The scars were my way of making sure everybody knew how powerful I was. I wasn’t somebody to be fucked with. I’m not that helpless little boy anymore.”
Phoenix’s thumb motions stopped but she still held his arm in her hand. He looked over at her, searching her face for any sign of disgust or hate. Her eyes met his.
“So you still do those missions?” she asked.
“Yeah. They’re a little different now.”
Phoenix seemed interested in what he meant. So he continued telling her how he is chosen for the top missions because of his skill. She asked about his parents and for the first time ever, Erik explained the truth about them. His mother dying in prison. His father being a prince of Wakanda and being killed by his own brother. The more he talked about Wakanda, Phoenix became confused.
“Wait… I thought Wakanada was like a third world country.” she said.
“That’s what they tell the world, but it’s far from a third world country.”
Phoenix sat there quietly, looking off at nothing. She pulled herself away from him in thought. He took that as her hating him.
“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you Phoenix.”
Her head snapped toward him. “It never crossed my mind that you would. I don’t think you’re a big, bad, scary person, E. Like you said, you did what you had to do.”
“Then why did you move over there?”
“Just thinking. I couldn’t imagine having to go through any of that. Here I am thinking my life was so shitty back in Detroit. Sure, it was bad but things could’ve been worse. You’re strong as fuck and honestly, I wish I had balls like you.”
A cheesy smile crept up on Erik’s face. “Nobody got balls like me.”
Phoenix looks at him with a straight face. “Wow. Here I am thinking we’re having a moment and you wanna talk about your balls.”
“You brought up my balls baby girl. I’ll gladly share them with you.”
“You know what I meant.” She said, hitting him in the chest.
“C’mere you little angry bird.” Erik pulls Phoenix back over to him. This time, he pulled her onto his lap. While sitting on him, she could feel his dick through his sweatpants. Was he free balling? It felt like all he was sporting were the shorts. This man was blessed. He moved his body up, adjusting himself. He had to know exactly what he was doing. Staying up there would be dangerous. She needed to move herself. So she slid her body down to where she is now pinned between him and the arm of the couch. Her legs are sitting on top of his. He gripped her thighs again. “You made me miss what happened so we have to start this episode over.” He picked up the remote, restarting the episode. Phoenix didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. The two of them continue watching Steven Universe like nothing ever happened. He wrapped his hand around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.
Phoenix had drifted off to sleep. Erik softly shook her awake.
“Philly. Wake up baby girl.”
Phoenix slowly wakes up, stretching. “How long was I sleep?”
“Not long. But it’s getting late. I’m gonna get out of here and let you rest.”
Phoenix lays back on his shoulder. “You’re really comfortable.”
Erik scoops Phoenix up in his arms. He picks her up as he stands and setting her down carefully on her feet. They share a smile. She follows him to the door to let him out. When they approach the door, Erik turns around and snakes his hand around Phoenix’s waist, pulling her into a hug. She automatically wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She took in his presence one last time. He pulled back and grabbed her chin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. Her body melted into his as she laid her head against his chest. “Don’t forget to text me about your show tomorrow.” he spoke lowly in her ear. All Phoenix would do was nod her head. He opened the door, stepping out.
“Goodnight baby girl.”
“Night, E.”
Closing the door and locking it. Phoenix leaned back on the door. She wanted so bad to turn her head and catch his lips with hers. Her brain now ringing with the ‘what if’s’ if she did. She couldn’t do this to herself. She was going to bed.
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Hello, we are the Neighbours - 1/2
Heated Afternoons
Summary: Virgil and Remy have been close for years. Remy is rather shy with new people but supposed to introduce himself to the new neighbours - of course Virgil is around to help his friend! Turns out, the boring old neighbours have a hot adolescent and fae are pretty hot.
Virgil uses she/her and he/him. Remy uses he/him. Emile uses they/fae.
tags: a LOT of swearwords, edginess, Teenagers scare the living shit out of me, weapon mention, hints at violence, slight creep factor, being salty at authority, lovingly insulting one another, food, piercings, kisses, bold moves, innuendo, visual puns, cigarettes (no smoking!), edibles, mentions of getting high, marijuana (implied), saying mean things about your mom but not really meaning it bc social anxiety ah
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Story under the cut:
“I can’t believe she is doing that. This little bitch. I swear to fucking everything unholy, I will move out the second this stupid university accepts me.”
Virgil glanced at his friend, the long man fidgeting wildly as he fumbled with his house keys.
“You got them or not?”
The addressed adult shot him an angry glare.
“Of fucking course I do! Do you take me for an idiot, too?”
The smaller one shrugged, his black and blue beanie moving a bit as if to shake itself in denial at the mean sound.
“Do I look like I care that you are a crazy dog? I kinda stopped at some point, if you did not notice it before. Just for clarification, Riri.”
Virgil flicked the rainbow button on his beanie heartlessly.
“Can we go before your mom comes back and makes us bring these shitty biscuits, too? “
Remy snorted in offence and pushed the little box with his elbow, not even sparing it a glance.
“What-fucking-ever. Let us just go. Can’t take this shit with these two treating me like I am five. I am literally done with school and just waiting for an acceptance letter, I am even working and saving up and they still treat men like I am some fucking toddler who cannot even walk straight!”
His friend rolled his eyes and pushed himself off the counter.
“Yo, I am willing to babysit you, stop acting like that. I am allowed to baby you!”
He heard a hissing sound when Remy sucked an annoyed breath through his teeth. His rainbow knee socks contrasted greatly with his sour mood. His whole outfit was about the opposite of everything people would expect from him. Except for his black combat boots. Those looked exactly like his knife-stabbing mood towards the whole world (well, safe for his friend Virgil. She would be safe for now.)
The young adult looked like the embodiment of sunshine and rainbows with the bright pair of knee socks hugging up his strong legs. His plain black skirt was lacy and lazy in the way it fell over his thighs. Askew, like the neon pink bow in his shoulder-long hazel hair. A white shirt saying “Sleep” in holographic block letters completed the odd look he offered. It was so huge, it was wearing Remy more than he wore it.
Virgil shrugged, her unicorn/bunny onesie (“Virgil, this shit literally has a fucking tail like some of Bambi’s followers, not like a proud, rainbow-shitting creature to break laws and eat tears with supernatural ‘fuck you’ magic!” - “Shut up, maybe it was declared a unicorn because maybe this is what it feels like you intolerant moron”) called “Philly” largely encompassing her frame. It was white and pink - the little tail was as rainbow as the rest of his heart and mind.
..Even if nobody could see that.
“You will get the biscuits if you are fast enough with me. Get your ass going!”
Remy pocketed his keys at last and stuck his pink tongue out at his friend.
“You were literally the one to keep dragging this whole thing out”, Virgil reminded him patiently, her hand digging into the soft pockets of whatever synthetic cheap-ass shit her comfortable dream suit was made of.
“You know, you got me and I look nice but I will fuck up a dude if he fucks with my little baby.”
Something about her voice seemed to drop into a level of threat. Something... just something in his voice was so morbidly dark, it gave Remy chills for just a moment.
He muttered, walking to the door.
“I will not take you to the ice rink anymore if you flash a fucking knife, you silly bunnycorn.”
Virgil followed, by now two unwrapped lollipops in hand. He stretched one into her friend’s direction, barely nudging his lips. It was coke and almost as dark as Remy’s raven, makeup on his mouth.
“Bunnycorn sounds debatable. You may use it and I will refrain from stabbing you. Also, you know I dropped my butterfly into the fucking gutter. I will never get it out. Can’t exactly tell the cops I found an illegal weapon in there but want it out and in my possession. Too suspicious. They will get me locked up or some shit. I am not 13 anymore and they will fuck me up.”
She shrugged.
“Whatever. Eat the pop, bro”, he encouraged as she slipped the sweet ball on a stick into his mouth. The unicorn ripped the door open and swung it to the side so violently, the hinges cried and her body leaned in to follow the force her hand needed to contain.
“Ooops, you are an eager piece of shit”
Virgil shrugged and jumped down the little set of stone stairs. It was like these blocks of cobble stone. They were uneven and ugly. Truly hideous and useless.
A ramp would have been so much better, especially considering those were the flattest two steps of shit he had ever seen in his life. At least then Remy’s family would be able to get Remus in without carrying his stupid wheelchair - or needing to buy a fucking lift or whatever they usually did. Stairs sucked anyway. This house was on the fucking ground, not in the sky.
“I fucking hate your parents sometimes, not gonna lie, dude.”
Remy shrugged at that.
“Feel that every day, pal.”
His friend smiled patiently as he closed and locked the door behind him, careful not to break it further. The door was okay but Virgil*s consistently energetic treatment was not.
“Okay, whatever. Let us get to those neighbours. I am ready for the real shit going down!”
Virgil hopped on her bare feet, the jingles on her earring dancing and chanting happily.
Suddenly, she stooped and flinched, her hands immediately flying to undo her buttons.
“Yo- Yo what are you doing? Stop ch- WH - WHAt the FUCK ?!”
The small social reject nudged the other and pointed her wet lollipop at him. There was judgement in his determined eyes.
“If you wanna introduce yourself to the neighbours, you gotta establish dominance. We are gonna out-weird these boomers! This is the perfect strategy to make sure they are gonna leave ya and your dummy thicc brother alone.”
The unicorn happily danced.... or just prepared for a violent attack at something.. someone. She was charging her energy. The ketchup paint on her pink undershirt assembled to say “Tell Jesus to suck harder”. It was framing the upper and lower parts of the shirt, perfectly framing the upside-down paragraph on it.
“We are going. I want my stupid biscuits because your mom does not use raisins. She used fucking sprinkles and chocolate. This is my fucking aesthetic.”
A shrug accompanied the statement.
“Who likes raising biscuits anyway, I mean - really? Those are sad ones and if you don’t have any better, you take it but we are all striving for higher things in life.”
Remy rolled his eyes but softly approached his friend. There was something vulnerable in his step when he offhandedly looked at Virgil, no scowl or complaints hiding away the feelings in his face.
A little bit of pain seemed to paint his features, exceeding the simple level of discomfort. He stretched his arms out for a hug.
His trusty idiot of a friend immediately pulled him in, her arms wrapping around his middle. A sigh tickled his neck.
“I will fight your feelings”, he mumbled.
The taller one shook his head before shrugging.
“Just stay...”
The sentence broke off.
Maybe it was just Virgil but these two words were just a part of so much more he could and should have said.
Instead, the tall dude stretched his shoulders enough to tug his arms away from Virgil’s strong hug. It was nearly suffocating but not him, his bad feelings.
Virgil had the most grounding hugs Remy had ever felt. This could be all due to the bunny costume he was wearing but this was not the first time Remy got her embraces and suddenly felt wiped clean of all the bad feelings.
A small smile dared to fly the corners of his lips upwards.
“If she bitches around, we will dip. I will doubt it, though. She’s gonna be busy with Remus because fawning over him will never get tired.”
He shrugged. It was quick and unconvincing.
After the shrug, his shoulders still seemed pulled down enough to be identified as “burdened”.
Virgil noted it with an eyebrow raise. She was too wrapped up around the lollipop to turn this matter into a long and wild evaluation of this family and all its issues.
They were better off than his stupid shit relatives anyway.
“Hey, hottie, did I tell you about Logan?”, he asked instead. Something in Remy seemed to drop and he brushed against Virgil’s side as he took one of her hands and squeezed it.
“No, tell me while we walk. What about Logan? Who is this even?”
Remy was tame when grounded. He was so tame and nice when you were nice.
The man was calm when you showed him it was okay to be calm and right to be composed without imposing it as standard he had to follow.
“Okay, listen!”, Virgil started, his naked feet jumping into motion and leading them on to their destination just a few houses down, “so, my sib came out, right? And..”
She made a wet sound, a squelching could be heard as she pulled the lollipop out for a moment. Remy was so close, he swore he could hear the tiny gremlin swallow. He chuckled and leaned his head against hers for a bit.
It was more symbolic than practical and he immediately retreated after Virgil pressed her head’s side against his.
“And they were looking for a name. Just a few minutes before I got my ass over to yours, they came up to me and said they wanted to use “Logan” as preferred name, so I was like “huh? But that is your name, sibby” and they groaned but took it as acceptance.”
The taller one smiled weakly.
Their destination came into view.
“You are a good sibling, you know? Logan can be happy to have you throughout all of this.”
Virgil shrugged as she dropped the shrinking lollipop into her mouth once more. He pointed at the moderately-sized house. It looked sort of regular, one big VR still parked in the front.
“This one?”
Remy’s eyebrows narrowed, huddling together. They were slightly plucked but still looked natural. Somehow, Virgil felt proud of this.
A nod indicated yes at last. It felt annoying - how could a nod even express annoyance?
The unicorn snuggled closer.
“Enjoy your coke, bastard.”
The younger one groaned, rolling his eyes as he - once more - used the stairs.
Virgil scowled at them while the male glared.
“Literally, stairs are a pain and we should fucking bomb them away, honey.”
Remy squeezed his hand.
“Uh.. I mean,,.. fuck stairs but.. um”, he looked down, his eyes showing him just how much he was standing on a stranger’s doorstep, “fuck.”
Discomfort pooled in his hear, making him feel cold all of a sudden. It tickled in him but in a way that made him feel like he was going numb.. maybe he would just faint.
Instead, he kept stuttering about the door, just repeating the nonsense echoing through his burning mind
“It is okay, Remy. I can kiss it away!”
She grinned at him and leaned in. The stuttering stopped at once.
Wide eyes stared into the curiously baby blue orbs Virgil’s face held.
Coming closer and closer and-
“Yo, I really appreciate the company, but I really just wanted to go back inside.”
A voice like dark sandpaper rubbed between them, sawing their intimacy away and making Remy jolt in surprise. Hot, bloody anxiety flooded back into his consciousness whilst Virgil closed the distance between them as the unicorn/bunny stepped back before her tall baby.
“Okay, bitch, that is it, I will fucking FIgthT yOU!”, he screeched, bouncing up.
Remy acted fast to pull the furious ball of rage back into place. At least the unicorn was so small, he could easily contain the raging bean.
The new voice was more than voice, it was a person. Evidently, they already looked like friends, despite Virgil’s sudden threats and Remy’s gut-freezing anxiety. The styles seemed to unify them. They all looked like a bunch of social rejects old people would frown upon and little kids would point at. Brave teenagers would be scared and young adults would try to dominate then.
A person with an actual body stood there, dismissively leaning against the nearby wall of the house. A beanie adorned their head much like Remy’s and in contrast to Virgil’s messy ginger head.
Skin darker than a slight tan, eyes green like a miracle and so deep, deeper than the forest and every treasure.
A few strands of different colours could be seen to defy the beanie, They proudly stood out in the sunny light of a comfortable Sunday afternoon. Remy could identify a colour akin to pumpkins and different shades of green as if sculptured by nature personally.
Unnatural colours for hair but still, the stranger wore them as if this was the most natural of all occurrences.
Was this a bit of light blue? It contrasted with the row of shiny piercings in the stranger’s ears -- they all looked like little cartoon items of food? And that nose ring was to die for...
“And you wanna fight me, why?”
Virgil hissed, his jaw snapping together but only biting air before the newcomer.
“Ff-f-ucking ffforg-get it”, Remy jumped in, still mesmerised by how ripped someone’s jeans could really get. They were not revealing but fitting with a bit of space while being scratches and patched at any place he could identify.
Virgil came back to life at this comment, vocalisations of all the threatening kinds were thrown like from a feral animal.
The “suck the right butts” shirt with a human cartoon butt next to a burning cigarette seemed to tickle Virgil a bit into a level of slightly less intense readiness to throw hands. At least the weirdo had some style.
“Alright. Would you step away, then? I want to go back inside and eat my pancakes.”
Something within Remy died as the person said that.
Oh fuck.
Everything that did not matter seemed to matter an this point.
“You are the new neighbour?”, Virgil blinked dismissively and waved, “overrated.”
The stranger clicked a tongue impatiently, one blonde brow quirking up in question without him repeating his words.
“That b-bitch is on fucking coke o-or some ssshit! Don’t mind him!”
Remy pushed Virgil to the side, his arms still wrapped around him as to not let her fall down these miserably sad stairs.
Virgil huffed.
“Coke? You fucking picky shit, You can have cherry if you want it! I took it only because I love you more than I like coke flavour and you fucking thank me like this? I wanted to be nice and you are being a dumb butt again!”
He pouted.
Emile looked as uninterested as ever. If there was a sleeping stone on the porch, maybe there would be a chance this person would be more interested but right now? Not so much. The person was unimpressed, forest eyes blank in apathy.
“Listen, you two are very entertaining but -”
Remy cut this speech off in a.... honestly, there was no words for what exactly this special piece of human did at this point.
For some anxiety-logic reason (and for this “reason” only), he smacked Virgil’s furry thigh and let out an inhumane screen before pushing himself in front of the door and pushing his hand between him and the new neighbour. Or whom he deemed to be that person.
Virgil was next to him instead of before him and looking less smug or feral, just a tad confused at best. A reaction like this had her blink and swallow the cherry flavour of her saliva that came from the generous lollipop in her mouth.
He could not complain about that.
Well, maybe Emile would complain.
“Excuse you?”
A blonde eyebrow rose up. The stranger looked at Remy as if he was nothing but a mortal insect to the mighty deity this person was.
Remy was not shaking but his heart was uncontrollably sweating, swirling around his chest cavity and basically running in circles at an immense speed. Great panic ruled his existence and left him gasping and shaking his head for a moment.
“I- I am bit- REMY!”, he started, “I AM REMY”
He basically screamed his personal introduction at Emile. Panic regulated the tone of his voice and make his further screeches even more incoherent as Virgil just stood by, awestruck and frozen at this... this event of uncommon occurrence.
Honestly, she would lie if she claimed to have ever seen this sort of behaviour before. This was pretty much a first after considering just how anxious Remy was around strangers. Maybe the gayness in the air was just overriding the last bit of influence his braincell had?
Virgil appreciated the feeling but did not share the sentiment (which is a lie). He really did not (LIE). He REALLY did NOT!! (cheap lie. Read: he very much did but pretended not to care as much while his eyes tried not to shape into tiny hearts for how attracted she was to this new person).
Holy shit those two needed some more social contact other than each other.
“I am Emile. Fae/faer and They/them. I am not not really-”
Fae sighed, interrupting faer own sentence.
“My grandparents lived here for longer. I am the only new one here. I came here for a summer job only, so you don’t have to deal with me for long. You can just go back and make out in front of your own house now.”
Virgil blinked, underwhelmed.
“Shut up.”
Remy immediately drew in a gasp of air. It was loud, audible and more than just intrusive to anyone on the street. This sound could have been heard by everyone in the entire neighbourhood.
“Virgil, you insolent prick, shut up yourself, you wanted to be nice and help! You are not getting knife privileges, you .. you.. sucky.. fucky.. me-mean...”
He stumbled over his own words, suddenly finding himself at a loss of words as he was faced with the situation he was in.
This was too much. What was this even?
This was absurd, this is what it was. It was absolutely confusing and weird and not as it should have been. He should have given some stupid biscuits to some stupid neighbours and just bad-mouthed his mom for a bit longer because of how salty he got at the forced social interaction. Instead, he was caught in the gay panic that was this.. this fucking mess!
“If you don’t say “yes”, tell us to leave”, Virgil growled as he leaned in.
Emile did not back away even by an inch.
Actually, fae even leaned in, fae leaned in so much, fae could whisper right against Virgil’s lips. The thought of a word was lost on their lips as they moved and pronounced just enough of a “yes” for her to shoot forward and press their lips together.
Within seconds, hands got caught up in fingers, in strands of hair and articles of clothing.
Virgil brushed over the beanie, trying to find something to hold onto as he pulled down the giant of a faeling for a good session. There was no real grip there. Instead, she opted to do the one good thing she could be doing instead.
The unicorn tugged Emile down, pushing them against the door - right next to Remy who squealed in reply at the sudden crash.
They groaned into the kiss, hands looking for more roughness in the endlessly silkiness of a onesie. The push against the door was not even minded with as much as a mental note or even ...anything, really. The groan might have been nothing but pleasure.
But as soon as Virgil, The Storm (TM), has come, as soon he left again. She pulled away, clicking her tongue.
Somehow, she must have lots her lollipop.
If he had even half a mind for anything but getting more of Emile, she might have realised how she had dropped it in the moment their lips had crashed. How else would lips get that close in the first place? Lollipops were a good way of policing closeness - too good. They prevented kisses too much.
Virgil stepped back a bit, looking at Emile and Remy in satisfaction. Her curious eyes switched between one tall to the other tall pal.
“So... you two gonna shake hands now and say the whole neighbourhood shit? I did not come here for nothing.”
She shrugged, looking away as if to look for something. Sure, she found it on the ground. The pink ball of lollipop she had dropped in the excitement of sweeping in idiot up in a storm of a sudden kiss, the winds of passion and electricity of pleasure and excitement meeting.
Nonchalantly, the unicorn picked up the piece of trash and threw it into the trash in front of the house.
All the while, Emile and Remy watched her quietly.
“I told you to do the societal bullshit thing, so we can be nice and steal your biscuits Remy’s mom made.”
She rolled her eyes.
“I am Virgil, by the way. I am a unicorn and you would not dream to dream of me even in your wildest dreams.”
Fae nodded.
A new sense of knowledge - respect - was in their violently green eyes.
Remy simply shook his own head into waking his brain up.
“Remy, he/him. Virgil uses she/her and he/him.”
He cleared his throat, voice weak but not exactly recovering even after his little treat to his throat. He swallowed his coke-flavoured lollipop liquids.
“Sorry about ..”, he gestured towards his friend who cuddled up next to him as if he had done nothing more but given her mom a hug or whatever trivial thing like texting a bro, “that.”
Virgil huffed but said no more, only leaned into his side and sighed, sounding surprisingly void of energy.
“Do you want to come inside?”
Remy flinched at the question.
The hot neighbour was pulling this fucking beanie off their head, revealing their colourful hair. Green and blue, orange-ish and purple were easily spotted in the mess of a dyed paradise. Faer hair were curled like clouds. Exactly like clouds. It was probably the most balanced state between curled up and simply wavy hair.
Virgil shrugged.
“Nah, did you not hear us? We came here by force because we hate life but adults think you gotta be nice to new neighbours. So imma go to Remy’s and eat these fucking biscuits his mom made for you because they will be great and you cannot have them. You can dream of them.”
She hugged him as if to prove a point.
The neighbour shrugged.
“Just wait a minute. I want to give you something. You guys.. you guys need it - you deserve it, you know?”
They pulled the beanie back over their head.
“Re- Remy? Can you move, I gotta get inside for a moment.”
Fae gestured towards the door and Remy quickly pushed against Virgil enough to straighten up his slouching friend a bit and give way to Emile.
The feral idiot seemed.. pretty much asleep at this point. Was there any point in even trying to wake her up? Probably not.
Anyway, the deity of a neighbour disappeared inside for a few moments and quickly came back with a little box.
“Biscuits”, fae stated rather bluntly. So much about them was just so blunt and straightforward without being straight in the slightest.
“I don’t think mine are better. I know it.”
They winked before disappearing into the house again, the door clicking shut with a loud and definite sound. For now, this was the last bit of interaction they would be able to squeeze out of faem.
But..
Virgil shook awake at the sudden impact of the door slamming back into its frame and pushing the lock until it clicked and closed as it was supposed to act. Instead of staying awake, his eyes switched from shot-open to rolling up to reveal white only until his lids had the mercy of blanketing these pools of eyes.
Her head travelled upright against the door with a dull “donk” and immediately lost all support from her neck, therefore rolled back against Remy’s shoulder.
“Virgil! Virgil, hey! Food!”
The bunny mumbled and turned closer to hugged Remy from the side. His arms reached around the entirety of the barely dressed man, a few curious fingers started tugging at his short skirt.
“Virgil!!”
The naughty friend groaned at the loud noise as if she had room to complain with even a bit of ground to stand on.
“Nooooo”, he whined. His body pulled back, forced by the magic of friendship to respect the boundaries of Remy’s super important message or whatever the shit,
He just wanted a nap and biscuits, man.
“Fuck..fuck you..mm”
Virgil was still busy rubbing her eyes when the taller man pointed at the box.
“We got more biscuits for you”, he informed the feral cryptid, “and it is in a box - Emile’s box. You know what that means.”
The onesie-clot bitch shrugged, shaking his head. A moment passed while Remy hugged the box, a dirty grin appearing on his lips.
“Wait~”
He lifted the lid just enough to reach into the box and get the first biscuit. Instead, there was a little.. piece of paper?
Remy pulled at it until it was in proper vision to see. He skipped down the stairs while Virgil sluggishly stumbled down the miserable excuse of stupid stone stairs. Literally those shits should be forbidden and aborted. Everyone would just trip over stairs but not on ramps.
Ramps were cool. Get ramps, kids.
“Vi, you h-”, Remy held his breath, stopping himself from saying anymore. Instead, he passed a note to a rather tired and moody baby of a bunny.
>>Get high with me tomorrow? xx xxx xxxx xxxx - HMU, you two are cute. BTW, love the shirt.<<
The awakening pal patted his own thigh suddenly, then the box and eventually reached up to Remy and pulled him into a kiss as if his lips depended on it.
It was much shorter than the wild session of kisses he had shared with Emile.
Again, as soon as Virgil came, as soon she was gone again.
With that, she grabbed the box and ran off.
“You bitch won’ be gettin’ any coke nor any COCK without me!”
He jumped around the corner, back to where the two had come from.
“You owe me a few cherry kisses yourself, Virgil!”
Remy promptly ran after her, cheeks ablaze, baked from the sun of a thousand kisses, heart flying on the wings of compliments and mind thriving on the warming and tickling light of hope.
Inside, Emile peeked out of the windows enough to see the two chasing down the block. Littering was bullshit but these two surely were some good.
The new neighbours were not so bad after all.
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i made some fixes for what i thought were weak points in-game. they personally made sense to me, feel free to tell me what yall think??
Maya, Ava and Krieg.
You meet maya on Athenas, and at some point along the way, she sidetracks a bit.
“I have to go find my… friend. Yeah, lets call him that. He should be near the cemetery.”
You get to the cemetery where you’re greeted by the mountain of a psycho known as Krieg. He’s screaming about poop trains or ribcages or something along those lines.
“This is Krieg, he and I were crimson raiders a few years back.” “RIDING DEATH BOMBS TOGETHER!” “Speaking of which, Krieg, where’s Ava? You were supposed to keep an eye on her. In the library.” “RRRRGHGHH CONSTRAINTS OF A SKULL SPLITTER!” “I warned you Krieg. If she gets hurt it’s your fault. Come on vault hunter, this way.”
You continue through the rest of the mission as normal, but now there’s an extra occupant in maya and ava’s room.
Upon killing the rampager, Ava shows up again, with Krieg trailing behind. Krieg could be less than interested and is just tossing rocks around.
You exit the vault and catch Maya scolding Krieg for not keeping Ava on the ship like she asked. Tyreen and Troy show up, and assume Krieg is just another psycho. “Hey there follower! You did good, capturing the Vault Thief and an extra siren! Should make you Eridium tier for that. You’ll be rewarded when we open the great vault.” Kreig cocks his head to one side in confusion, but for once is silent.
Tyreen gets Ava by the throat and Maya has Troy in a chokehold, and Krieg is clearly confused on what to do as he looks back and forth between the two rapidly. Troy reaches up and grabs maya, and Krieg goes into a bloodlust, screaming and charging at Troy full speed. “Troy!” Tyreen shouts, dropping ava to rush to her brothers aid. When Krieg tackles Troy, maya drops, tattoos gone, and makes her way over to Ava. Troy and Tyreen get a grip on Krieg, with Troys robot arm wrapped around Kriegs neck. “Rule number one, follower: never betray the family.” Tyreen sneers through gritted teeth as she begins to drain krieg. “Krieg!” Maya screams, and she tries to run toward them, when Tyreen uses an energy pulse to send them flying back further.
“Maya…. I.. love… you…” Krieg says as his eyes glaze over, and he turns into a husk, which quickly falls into a pile of dust. “No! Krieg!” Maya cries, tears streaming down her face. “Well, that takes care of that. Oh, eugh, ew, i think I got some psycho dust in my mouth, eugh, ew!” tyreen says, gagging. “Atlas! Ty, we gotta go!” Troy says, grabbing his sisters arm. They phase away as a squad of Atlas troops storm the vault, seeing nothing more than the three.
“Krieg…” Maya says sadly.
“There’s nothing we could do, Maya. Lets get back to Santcuary.” Moze says.
“I know he meant a lot to you Maya, but we have to get out of here.” Amara says.
“He was a good hunter, but his time has come. We will mourn on Sanctuary.” Fl4k says.
“It’s sad lass, but there’s nothing we can do for him now. Let’s get you back to the ship.” Zane says.
>Upon rejoining Lilith on the bridge.
“Oh no, Maya, Tyreen got you too?” “Not Tyreen, it was that Troy douchebag.” Ava says. Maya can’t bring herself to speak. “Krieg… They killed him.” Ava says, staring down at her shoes.
“Damn. I’m sorry Maya. I knew how close you two were. He was a psycho, but a good one at that. I can tell you for sure that he’s riding the shiniest of meat bicycles up in the stars, eh?” Lilith says, trying to comfort maya.
>After the mission is complete, maya has a side mission available.
“Krieg was one of the best of us, vault hunter, and I want to honor him as best I can. Can you head down to Pandora and see if he left any echo logs?”
Here you can find a few logs mentioning how he feels about maya semi-sanely. Maya seems to be oblivious to the clues that Krieg liked her, until you get to the end of the cave where there’s an echo next to a small box.
“Maya. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.
Your the tink to my turret, the bullet in my mag, the sister to.. My brother? Agh no that..that came out wrong. What I’m trying to say is… will you ride this meat bicycle with me, and be my wife?” The box opens, revealing a poorly made ring made of scrap steel. “Well, what did you find?” Maya asks.
“Ill show you up on the ship.” the vault hunter responds. Upon returning to sanctuary, you meet up with maya in her quarters. “What is it you needed to show me vault hunter?” The vault hunter places the ring box on the table and the echo plays for maya, and the box opens on cue.
“Oh Krieg, you crazy, beautiful bastard you.” Maya says, on the brink of tears. “Thank you for doing this, vault hunter. It means… it means a lot to me.” She pays you and you get a legendary grenade mod called Kriegs buzz axe, that turns your grenades into a buzz axe that gets hurled at enemies. It has red text that says “IM THE CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN!”
The next time you see Maya on Sanctuary, she’s wearing the ring Krieg made on a chain around her neck.
Gaige the Siren
“Hey killer. I’ve gotten word that another former raider is in trouble. I need you to go down and check on her, will ya?”
>Player goes down to pandora and meets Gaige and Deathtrap, who are in the middle of an assault. Pain and Terror get ahold of her during the assault, and she’s to be sacrificed to the twins as an offering. During the last third of the fight against the Agonizer 9000, she ~somehow~ (Hint: siren powers) manages to free herself and summon Deathtrap, and helps you finish off the fight.
“Thanks for helping me out there, VH. Man, I must be getting rusty on my badassery. I’ll meet you up on Sanctuary, hey?”
>Continue through the game as normal, along with some additional bits with Gaige catching up with Zero and Maya, and mourning the loss of Krieg.
“Hey, you didn’t think I’d let you fight those assholes alone, didja?” Gaige says she’s coming down to help you fight Troy. “Gaige, you cant-” “Lilith, Imma be real with ya for a sec, and uh, no. Im going, and you can’t fuckin stop me. Kay? Kay.” “If you’re going, I’m coming down too. That douchebag killed Krieg, and I can’t… I can’t risk losing you too.” Maya says, and she clearly isn’t backing down. “I’m the leader of the raiders, and I’m not letting you two kill yourselves down there.” Lilith says, frustrated.
You go down to the cathedral of the twin gods, and Maya and Lilith say theyll meet you there. Gaige helps you fight through the bandit hoards.
“You’re too late vault thief! Tyreen and I are opening the great vault, you cant stop us now!” Gaige taps on Troys shoulder, and he turns around. “Guess again, jackass.” Gaige slugs him in the face with her metal arm, and there it is revealed that she has blue tattoo’s travelling up her arm and shoulder on the left side, same as her metal arm. As she punches him, her white siren wings appear behind her, and a title card pops up introducing her as “Gaige: the Siren: (whaaaaaat?)”
Gaige helps you out throughout the fight, occasionally summoning deathtrap and using phase shift (“Excuting Phaseshift, BITCHES!”) to allow small turrets to pop up along with ammo boxes.
At the end of the fight, Lilith and Maya appear, and as Troy dies, Maya regains her powers back.
“Gaige, when were you gonna tell us about this?” Lilith demands. “Well ya see, when… Y’know with the whole laying-low thing, I… okay look I know this seems bad, but I couldn’t figure out a good time. I didn’t even know what was happening, and it didn’t happen right away! A few years later, when I was off planet and trying to figure out my next move one day and bam! There they were.” “But the question is, how?” “Angel and I… talked. We liked to talk. Its not like anything personal, but it was nice. She was my first friend, and… I-I didn’t want anything to happen to that.” “So angel chose you?” Maya asks. “No, I-I don’t think so anyways.” “Maya what are you talking about?” Lilith asks. “Before a siren passes, it’s said that she must choose an apprentice, someone to pass her powers onto, and if she doesnt, her powers will just play the genetic lottery. The bond you two had must’ve meant something to Angel too, and she chose you to carry her powers.” Gaige looks at the tattoo’s on her arm and shoulder with newfound meaning.
Gaige is significantly more impacted by the Childhoods End quest, for obvious reasons.
Gaige continues to play the role that Tannis did.
Liliths death.
(to clarify, i really think it’s time for lilith to give up her role. she’s been the main focus in 2/3 games now, and i personally think that its time for her to step down and go out in a truly badass way.)
“It feels nice to have these powers back. Like greeting an old friend.” Lilith says. “Hey uh guys? I don’t think we’re in the clear yet! Elpis is still tearing pandora apart!” Gaige yells.
“Run towards the fire.” Lilith looks over at Ava and Maya. “Be ready Ava.”
“Lilith, what are you doing?” “Lilith, no!” Maya and Gaige plead with lilith, but she ignores them and takes off soaring towards Elpis.
“What the hell is she doing?!” Maya yells.
“She’s closing the great vault.” Ava responds.
“Is she insane? That’ll kill her!” Gaige cries.
“That’s the idea.” Ava looks up at lilith as she reaches elpis.
Lilith phases Elpis away, leaving behind her insignia.
“She’s dead… She’s really dead.” Maya says sadly. “Not quite. She’s still lighting the way.” Ava says.
Ava suddenly doubles over and begins to float. “Ava? Ava what the hell is going on?!” Gaige shouts. A sudden burst of energy comes from Ava, revealing the bright orange wings of the Firehawk, paired with the tattoo’s now running down Ava’s arm.
“Those tattoo’s suit you, Ava.” Maya says, resting a hand on Ava’s shoulder. “She chose right, I can say that much.” Gaige says with a gentle smile. “C’mon Guys, let’s get back to the ship.” Gaige says, making her way out of the vault. Maya follows, and as Ava goes to leave, she turns back around, looking up at the Blazing Phoenix above her head. “Thanks, Lilith.” Ava says softly. “Ava, cmon!” Maya shouts. “Coming!” Ava quickly runs back to catch up to the others.
#borderlands 3#borderlands 3 spoilers#bl3#bl3 spoilers#bl2#bl:tps#borderlands#borderlands 2#borderlands tps#borderlands the pre sequel#borderlands fic#fix-it au#fix-it fic
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Chapters: 25/?
Fandom: Teen Titans (Animated Series), Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Jinx/Raven (DCU)
Characters: Raven (DCU), Cyborg (Character), Robin (DCU), Beast Boy, Batman, Green Lantern, Diana (Wonder Woman), Superman (DCU), Blue Beetle (DCU), Jinx (DCU), Koriand'r (DCU), Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), See-More, Dorcas "Godiva" Leigh (DCU), Jason Woodrue, Bulletman, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Zatanna Zatara, Komand'r (DCU), Stephen Strange, Karen Beecher, Kyd Wykkyd, Gizmo (DCU)
Additional Tags: Multiple Crossovers, World Domination, Epic, Dark, Canon Temporary Character Death, Minor Character Death
Series: Part 1 of The Midnight Saga
Summary:
Though there were some in the know when it came to multiple realities, very few understood how expansive it was. Not only were their realities that changed fundamental parts of the known quantities, but there were also realities out there that were entirely different. Worse, there was something between those realities, and it wanted to get in.
All it needed was someone to open the door. She was his way in.
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Robin threw himself to the right, and the powered armor portions of his suit catapulted him through a small sapling causing it to explode into tiny wooden shards. Where he was standing was a smoldering black spot from a Kaz'Kal beam weapon.
'Oh, this is getting exciting,' he thought to himself sarcastically. Since the arrival of the Midnight Empress' swarm, he and his team had been pushed back from the center, and all Dick could do was hope that the plan was still working. Right now, though, he was doing his best to keep alive and take down as many of the enemy as possible.
"I need some backup!" Gizmo's voice screeched through the tiny speaker in Robin's headpiece. The augmented reality system painted a diamond to his left about 500 meters in the fray. Robin charged through the brush dodging bolts of energy that came out of nowhere. Robin's heart beat hard at the jungle melee. It was almost impossible to make out the movement in the smoke and smoldering fires that were crisscrossed with energy bolts and gunfire. In a matter of seconds though, the boy wonder could make out the metal spider arms of Gizmo followed by the mini-rocket blasts incinerating nearby foliage.
Cyborg charged through at the same time as Kid Wykydd materialized.
"defense pattern Delta," Robin called over his speaker. Gizmo immediately lowered to their level, and they took up a circle facing outward. When Robin slipped into his spot, he activated the energy cannon built into the arm of his suit, and they began to fire.
It seemed like years as the wave upon wave of Kaz'Kal continued to charge them haphazardly. There was no way out of the fight, but so far, no one had fallen. Green fire reigned down as Starfire slammed into the ground sending a shockwave scattering the enemy. Eyes blazing with fierce power, she fired off multiple starbolts cutting through the cannon fodder of the Midnight Empress.
"What are we doing?" Kid Wykydd called from his position. "We can't stay here forever."
"We gotta fight until we can't anymore. Superman and Batman have their plan. We have to keep fighting until we're told to recall." Robin responded, trying to ignore the dropping energy meter of his weapon. How long could they hold out?
When her mind came back to her, she found herself crumpled on the floor of the Fortress' disused throne room. The dust had settled back down from their portal entry, and everything hurt. Raven pulled herself up and looked about trying to clear her vision of the pain that pulsed through her head.
She found him, Sovereign, laying on the floor trying to get up himself.
"What happened?" she barely croaked out.
"They….they hit me with something that stripped me of my power." Jason coughed his arms, shaking as he tried to push himself up. "I'm not invulnerable, Rachel, I knew there would come a time Iris would figure out something."
"What do we do? They'll storm the Fortress to get to you."
"Hold them off, Rachel," Jason said as he collapsed to the floor. "I'll regain my strength if I live long enough. Peace of this reality rests on you now."
Raven pulled herself up and felt a thrum through her chest. She looked at her hands and found they had a slight glow to them.
"I've transferred as much power I could to you, Rachel, but I don't know if it'll be enough."
The sorceress gritted her teeth and balled her fists in anger.
"It'll be enough."
"Robin, you still with us?" the voice of Green Arrow came across the speaker.
"Alive and kicking," Robin responded glad to hear a voice other than his team. It means others had survived Midnight's onslaught.
"Good. It looks like the bitches are pulling back and teleporting out. Can you regroup at the secondary location?"
"We're on our way."
Without having to say a word, The New Teen Titans destroyed the last of the cyber minions and Kaz'Kal before making their way through the forest to the staging area they had set up before the fight. When they broke through the woods and into the field, All Robin saw was destruction. Bodies were lying everywhere. Many of the enemies but there were some colorful suits and human bodies of their allies among the dead.
Triage tents had been set up, and the medics were hard at work. Robin looked at his own team. Starfire was bruised and skin bleeding in places from branches and the enemy. Cyborg's armor was stained, and he could make out the fact his systems were on back up power. Kid Wykydd did not look damaged, but Gizmos was a pile of black and blue bruises and had to use his spider arms to carry him forward.
They made their way towards the big tent when a familiar form came limping towards them from a nearby medical tent. Robin did not think it was possible, but he broke out into a grin.
"Garfield!"
"Robin!" Beast Boy said with a kid like grin. "I see you survived the bugs. Glad I never had any phobias over those. Anyone seriously hurt?"
"No," Robin said after looking at each of his team for a response. "Just scrapes and bruises."
"Well, can't help with that at the moment, we got some seriously injured people. You'll have to patch yourself up."
"Not a problem. How bad is it?"
Beast Boy's face fell, and he shook his head. "We lost a lot. Most among the non-metas but we did lose some metas to."
"Who?"
"I heard Doctor Strange talking. We lost Hawk girl and Black Lightning. Big Barda is critically wounded, and they don't think she'll make it through the night."
Robin gritted his teeth. So much death, heroes who had protected Earth for so long were gone.
"BB, Doctor Strange needs us to start prepping the wounded so we can move!" called a voice that rang familiar in Robin's ears. He saw the blond girl come out of the tent and freeze when she saw the Titans.
"Terra," Robin said with a frown.
"We needed all the help we could get," Beast Boy said. "She and I are working together in the Medical division, until I can heal enough to rejoin you in the field, Robin."
There was too much going on, and Richard knew he couldn't drum up old hatreds, especially when one of his own had betrayed them.
"I gotta go, Robin. I'll see ya." Beast Boy said patting the boy wonder on the shoulder.
Making is way through the rest of the shuffling soldiers and the tents, Robin finally met up with Green Arrow who looked more like a brown stain of mud and blood than his trademark green. He flashed a weary smile and motioned towards the main tent's entrance.
Robin strode in with his team camping outside, and it took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dark. Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman were among the few powerful heroes that were there along with Iron Man, Agent Coulson, Captain America, and his retinue.
"My drones confirm that Midnight has withdrawn back into its fortress," Batman was saying with a low pain laced growl. He looks like he had caught the worse end of a beating. "Coulson and I got a direct hit on Sovereign so we can confirm he is down. We need to move now against Midnight Empress and her Archon Knights before they can regroup."
"What are you suggesting?" Green Arrow asked pulling some more arrows from a case in the tent and re-filling his quiver.
"All out assault on the fortress," Superman said grimly. "We cannot allow Sovereign to regain his strength, or he will rip this reality apart."
"Were risking a high casualty rate," Captain America said gritting his teeth. "I know our wizard friends can open portals and get us closer, but we'll have to cut through a lot to get in."
"It's our only chance," Tony Stark said pointing at the holographic Fortress that hovered over the overturned bucket. "As soon as Sovereign is back on his feet, he's going to hit us with everything he's got. Midnight is on the pure defensive. They didn't expect us to strike such a blow."
"When do we move?" Diana asked, folding her arms acrossed her chest.
"As soon as we can."
Raven had lifted Jason off the ground and set him on the empty throne that had seen eons of time. He coughed and could barely keep himself upright. The Midnight Empress sensed them first, the descent of Jinx and Blackfire who alighted gently into the throne room.
"What is your bidding, Mistress?" Jinx asked, stepping forward, looking curiously at the weakened form.
"Mann the defenses and prepare for a counter-attack," Raven said quickly as she stepped away from Sovereign after making sure he was comfortable.
"They aren't going to try to strike us now, are they?" the pinkette asked surprised.
"Well, it seems her god is wounded," Blackfire spat. "We're all going to pay if they come after us."
Raven snarled and spun on the Tamaranian and reached out with her hand. Blackfire was knocked backward and suspended in the air gasping and clawing at her throat.
"I do NOT need insolence from you right now, woman," Raven snarled, a deep thrum in her voice. "You are vexing me more than you are worth."
"Mistress," Jinx said calmly approaching and placing a hand gently on Raven's forearm. "We don't have time to create new Archon Knights. Blackfire is mouthy, but she serves."
Raven contemplated the thought as Blackfire kicked and gasped for breath dangling from the invisible power the Midnight Empress had cast. There was something delicious about watching her squirm, to have her life hanging so near the balance. With a huff of disgust, Raven threw her aside sending her into one of the stone pillars. Blackfire coughed and gagged trying to pull herself up from the ground.
"They will portal into the outskirts and launch a siege," Raven said returning to Sovereign's side to stand by him. "They won't be able to pierce the fortress' defenses that way. Secure the walls and let them throw themselves at us. Once they tire out, we'll destroy whatever is left."
Jinx bowed low while Blackfire turned on her heel and soared back up through the cavernous window she had come through.
"Control," Jason gasped out and then coughed.
Raven came to his side and knelt down beside him. He ran his hand through her hair and smiled at her. "You must show restraint. The power coursing through you can easily consume you. It feels good to have others lives in your hands. Avoid indulging in those fantasies."
"I will try."
"It's a fine line, my love. I know."
My Love.He had called her his love. A smile broke across her face.
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AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15078734/chapters/49278503
FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12993044/25/The-Corruption-of-Rachel-Roth
#teen titans#teen titans fanfic#fanfic#fanfiction#ivedonestranger fic#teen titans vs teen titans go#raven#robin
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Are you a pretty girl? Are you angry...or maybe just a little bored? Do you like to play with your food? This playlist is for you.
For Ashleigh’s Wampus playlist, I decided to choose songs themed around the competition itself, and inspired by BLACKPINK-- so the first half of it is the “pink” sound and the second half is the “black” sound. ;) For the full experience, I’ve linked the KPOP music videos because, well, they’re the best, they’re the mood. Enjoy!
Ddu-ddu-ddu - BLACKPINK
When we want, we’ll steal outright
Whatever you do, it’s like cutting water with a knife
Our hands are full of a fat check
If you’re curious, fact check
My expectations are higher
It’s like fish in water
I’m a little Toxic
You’ve fallen for me, I`m Foxy
Oh wait til’ I do what I do
Hit you with that ddu-du ddu-du du
Let’s start our Melee with this powerful declaration of war from BLACKPINK, America’s #fave girl-crush kpop group. This entire song is all about that girl-power, which introduces the theme of Ashleigh’s playlist. I also like that it flows very smoothly between hard-hitting rapping and some melodic pre-chorus sections, two whiplash moods that will be reflected here in this playlist. One of my favorite lines comes in the pre-chorus: “I only smile for myself.” In the end, even if she and Corny do win, she’ll be doing it one hundred percent for Ashleigh and Ashleigh only.
Cannibal - Kesha
I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch
Then when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood
Carnivore, animal, I am a Cannibal
I eat boys up, you better run
Keeping the beat pumping, this song speaks to the raw animalistic power of the Wampus in a pretty literal fashion. I don’t really know what else to say because I feel like Kesha’s really got it covered, in her embrace of her physical and sexual appetite. For Ashleigh, this appetite translates to the thirst for battle and her hunger for victory. So watch out other champions-- she’ll attacc and turn u into snacc
Icy - ITZY
What can I do though I seem cold?
I don't care what you think because I'm cool oh, oh, oh
Come on
With confidence let it go (Here we go)
Marching on the streets (On a roll)
Background music where I be
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb
Icy but I'm on fire
A dream inside me, I'm confident
Look at me, I'm not a liar
I don't want to be put in your box
(Dance)
I picked this song because its fun, erratic, percussive-- basically one big wink emoji to me, which you hear in every interesting sound in this song (you have like, three different types of drums, a cash register sound, the sound of glass breaking??, some cellphone noises??). The attitude of this song tells you that Ashleigh does not give a single fuck, and the lyrics reflect that: “They keep talking/I keep walking.” It’s also about embracing a flaw and turning it into a strength-- some people call her ‘icy’ but she says that makes her ‘cool.’ I also love the fun drum break-down in the middle of the song right before the bridge, which feels like Ashleigh flaunting everything that she’s got.
Birthday- SOMI
Oops, you're not invited
Yeah, you're not invited
Oops, you're not invited
I'm gonna do what I want today
Everyday is my birthday
Honestly, half of the reason I included this is because the lead in from ICY to Birthday is so smooth and fun.
But yeah! Another song about celebrating yourself, literally. It feels appropriate for a playlist themed around the melee for there to be a song announcing that its Ashleigh’s birthday. In my opinion, that’s basically her way of saying that this championship is really just about her and the rest of y’all are just bystanders, thank you.
also the brass at the end omfsalkgjadf
When I Rule the World - Liz
When I rule the world, then I'm gonna make you sweat
Dog collar 'round your neck, on your knees and scrub the deck
Oh there's a spot over there so I'll drag you by the hair
So scrub it, rub it, whip it, dry it, 'til I tell you to stop
When I'm on the throne, it's a total freak zone
You can call me mommy and I'll throw a dog a bone
Better bite on that bone, or you're never going home
So bite it, break it, hit it, lick it, 'til I tell you to stop
Obviously, this is Ashleigh already basking in her inevitable victory. I like that the lyrics infantilize her audience while also leaning into that infantilization-- the high feminine “baby” voice, for example. The instrumental reflects that with its bright, bubbly songs, though there’s a dark undercurrent that draws from dubstep.
Also, shoutout to this line-- “I can be your daddy and you're gonna make me proud.” Please someone call Ashleigh Daddy.
Boo! Bitch - Kim Petras
No lyrics for this one, but we’re continuing our EDM thread here. I love all the dark beats and samples in this mini little dance-break as we move into the second half of our playlist. While the first half is more playful-- speaking to Ashleigh’s performance of the rich, mean girl-- I like to think the second half takes the competition more seriously. She’s not just pretty, she’s deadly.
disco tits - tove lo
I'm sweatin' from head to toe
I'm wet through all my clothes
I'm fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go (oh, oh)
I'm sweatin' from head to toe
I'm wet through all my clothes (yeah)
I'm fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go
This could technically be interpreted as a pretty straightforward song about sex, but for Ashleigh competition is sex. Winning is better than any orgasm. The entire song has lots of gritty dark synths too and that’s the vibe we’re going for people.
Bad guy - billie eilish
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy, duh
I would include this classic billie eilish song for the “duh” alone. Billie Eilish is THE Ashleigh musician who is surprised, no one. Anyway, this whole song is the exact mood I’m going for here. I love Billie’s seductive whisper, the distortion on her confessed “I’m the bad guy” as though the demon is about to rip through. The ending also reminds me of those scenes in horror movies where the possessed person’s limbs start to distort and go every which way.
Mother’s Daughter - Miley Cyrus
Hallelujah, I'm a freak
I'm a freak, hallelujah
Every day of the week I'ma do ya
Like I want to
I'm a Nile Crocodile, a Piranha
Oh my God, she got the power
Oh, look at her, she got the power
So-so, so don't fuck with my freedom
I came back to get me some
I'm nasty, I'm evil
Must be something in the water or that I'm my mother's daughter
I love how this song also starts off gritty, like metal scraping against metal. I’m also big on the animal themes as I’m sure people have noticed, but I think that plays into that #wampus beast energy. Finally, this song is a really nice allusion to Wampus Ashleigh’s veela heritage on the downlow. Though she’d never be open about it, veelas are female, and so her true mother would inevitably be a full veela, as fierce and dangerous as the myths suggest. So this song is a cool nod to that and Ashleigh’s inhuman side.
Play destroy - Poppy
Poppy, I'm dying
It's a Hollywood moment
Destroy, destroy, destroy
Destroy, destroy, destroy
It's time to die
Uh!
This is how we play destroy, destroy
Now let’s ramp it all the way up! This song is vicious and creepy, from the hard metal rock orchestration to Poppy’s soft, girly vocals. I LOVE the “It’s a Hollywood moment” lyric because it’s like something out of a horror movie when one of those creepy dolls come to life. So this song is definitely building to the climax of the competition as Ashleigh revels in the violence, the blood, the pain.
Kill this Love - BLACKPINK
Feelin' like a sinner
It's so fire with him I go boo, hoo
He said "you look crazy"
Thank you baby
I owe it all to you
Got me all messed up
His love is my favorite
But you plus me
Sadly can be dangerous
Ending off our playlist, we must, yes, literally kill this love. It’s about ending a relationship but I’m interpreting it as the murdering of all your soft emotions and your weaknesses. It’s time to get down to business and finish off this game. Plus ugh-- the sirens! The marching! The air horns! That ending goes from 50 to 25000 and that’s how any Wampus ends her victims: not with a whimper, but a bang.
#bdrptask#bhpashleigh#im going to brag bc this is a perfect playlist#im very happy with it the whole flow and structure and selection of songs#thank u
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Naga Stole My Baby.
*Warning- This post includes blood, gore, and ...character death. NSFW. You have been warned*
The night seemed cold as the full moon rose into the air, the stars twinkled overhead. A large winged beast flew into the night, its rider cloaked against the winds. The pair flew like silent sentinels over the grounds of Orgrimmar. The Skyscreamer’s wings beating hard against the night air, as the rider urged her forwards. Armored with boiled leather and chainmail, a large staff behind her and two axes at her belt the rider was silhouetted in darkness except for her flaming red hair. The rider pushed forwards and once again the large wings helped to cover the distance of the land, several hours passed; each one passing with tense apprehension. Eventually the Shatterspear would arrive towards the darkened island. The flames were low about the clan, and as she descended there were soft words but hardly anyone spoke. The large beast took off towards one of the surrounding tresses and let out a powerful war cry. Meanwhile the rider shook her braids free from tangling in her armor, and moved towards the huts, the scene around her was one of despair. There were weeping women, skittish men standing at attention and jumping at nearly every turn. The rider moved about them with her strides taking her through the encampment as warriors past her. She turned to face them but the warriors paid her no mind, they were carrying in their dead or wounded. She could see across the armor blackened with scorch marks from magic, or cut with razor like teeth. Naga. The Naga had breached their shores and most bore the marks of their vicious strikes, the rider looked out at the island. There was still fighting along the beach shores, where warriors were holding fast while others could make for Echo Islands as a whole. Her eyes sharpened, but she moved quickly and with purposeful strides towards a hut near the waters but close enough to be free of the fighting. There in the front of the hut a women was kneeling in tears, around her were small children, huddled close and scared. A man stood beside her holding two of the children, his eyes looking up towards the woman as she approached. Bending low he placed the children beside the grieving mother before he stood, his back straightening as he moved to intercept the rider.
“Tali-“
“Shut up...where is she?”
“Tali you know as well as I-”
Tali’zara moved closer to the woman and knelt beside her. “Sista,….Where is my daughter? Where is Saoirse?” Her words were sharp, but she was gentle and placed a hand to her sisters back. The woman who had been kneeling, tried to speak despite sobbing between her words seemed to have them stuck in her throat.
“Gone...taken...naga.” she whimpered.
Tali’zara glowered at the sea, standing to her full height made more difficult by the loss of one leg as her sister clung to the other, begging her not to go. The shaman did not care, shaking the woman off of her. She moved against the sea of people fleeing or fighting off the Naga so that others could make it to the main camp. Tali’zara felt the change in air, as if the elements were shifting and drawing up their own energies to the shaman; the Naga had stolen her child, her daughter. The shaman didn’t hesitate as she charged forwards, drawing up earth to act as her missing leg. She twirled the staff in her hands before tilting her head back and bellowing a scream for the skyscreamer to join her. In response, a screech could be heard from overhead, Re’la the Skyscreamer was issuing her own challenge into the night air. Tali charged forwards as the night began to wane and daybreak crested the horizon, a blood red sunrise eminent. The shaman called forth fire to lance at the scaled beasts, her eyes ablaze with blood lust. Fire responded in kind, lashing from her hands as she called down waves of fire to striking outwards at her enemies. As she moved about her steps were neither light nor the dances as she did back home in Stranglethorn. These were the powerful steps of a warrior, bound to strike at any who would raise their hand against her. She bought time for those still fighting, and most of the Darkspear scampered back towards the main Echo Islands. Tali advanced forwards, leaving a trail of bodies as she searched for her prey. Her body was covered in blood, thick and smelling of rotted meats. She hadn’t gone through this fight without some wounds of her own, her left arm was tore up when a Naga guardian struck at her with a trident. Luck must have favored the shaman, as between herself and the Skyscreamer she was making good strides. Following the path there was a cavern like cavern where a few of the Naga Spell casters had taken refuge. Two stood sentry, but with another fury of fire and winds, they were no more. Tali had never exuded this much raw force, and fire was egging her on. ‘Burn them….burn them all Shaman! Take my power and unleash ya will unto these fiends who dare strike at your family.’ It whispered in a crackling voice; Tali…did not stop.
Upon entering the caverns she could hear the slithering of Naga flesh against stone. Her heart pounded as she saw that the stone was coated with red and charging blindly into the caverns as worry sparked within her heart. Tali followed the winding path, while she knew Re’la would continue her onslaught of killing Naga outside of the caverns. As she charged into the caverns she expected more resistance but she didn’t find any. Going left or right, still nothing. Tali had a sense something wasn’t right. Creeping along shadows, Tali could make out sigils and runes painted in blood, her heart wrenching in side of her. She had to keep faith that her daughter was still alive, that she could reach her in time. The further she crept into the caverns depths, the louder sounds of hissing and flicks of tongues could be heard. Tali moved farther and just when she thought she was drawing near she felt a trident press against her flesh. It gabbed into her sides and she whirled around as if to strike, but the Naga overpowered her. Fists flew and magic was blasted around the cavern, but ultimately a strike from the Trident knocked the shaman from her feet. It was as if time slowed her body tumbled backwards staring at the world around her. Had she become this weak? What more could she do? Her strength ebbed away from her. Had Bethekk forsaken her? Tali couldn’t be at peace, she couldn’t die her not knowing if her daughter was alive or….worse. Struggling against the sensations she realized no matter how hard she tried she could not escape. The sound of her body crumpling to the ground echoed loudly as she lost consciousness, two of the naga she had been fighting picking her up by an arm and dragging her further into the conclave.
It didn’t take Tali too long to wake from her stupor; her eyes were in a sort of haze. She jerked attempting to be free of the Naga’s arms but they held tightly. The shaman was dragged unceremoniously deeper within the cavern, and still the sounds of drums and the rhythmic hissing grew louder and louder. Tali lifted her head in fear, as she watched the cavern’s mouth open, it must have been nearly the heart of the small island. Her eyes stared in horror, a small bundle of cloth lay on the table, a Naga priestess stood nearest the altar summoning forth the energies she had been calling for her curse. The drums pounded in her head, but in that moment everything went quiet except for one shrill cry, her daughter. Saoirse’s arms pale green against the light of the cavern squirmed in anguish and in terror, it cut into Tali’s flesh worse than any blade that the Naga may have processed. “Saoirse!” she tried to cry out, but only got as far as the first syllable before one of the guardians slammed a fist into her gut. Tali gave a grunt of pain, this seemed to have garnered interest from the Naga high priestess. The snake woman turned on the dias and stared out at Tali a wicked grin placed on her lips. “This one is yours I take it?” she almost purred with delight, as she moved to touch Saoirse.
“Get away from her you snake bitch!” Tali growled and struggled against her captors, almost breaking free of their grip however the male guardian on her left gripped at her arms tightly. His scaled hand left no room for an argument.
“Let her watch…..see how much of a poor modda she has become.” Her words mocked her and her voice was cruel, dripping with malice. Her scales slithered over the halls as she drew closer towards the altar where the basket of the screaming tuskling lay.
Tali cried out, struggling with all her rage and anger, calling out for her daughter. “Please no! Please, I’ll do anything….anything just don’t harm my child.” She called out and with some luck broke free of her guard. Falling face first to the floor she began to crawl while rows of Naga hissed at her almost laughing pathetically at her. The high priestess glowered down at the woman, “Anything?....can you bring back da eggs dat were slaughtered in da waters below? No. Can you bring back da children of da sea? No. So why?” her voice grew sharper and a hand lashed out to grab at Saoirse. “Why should I spare da life of one pathetic tuskling!” and with that Tali watched in sheer horror as the High priestess drove the dagger into the heart of the screaming child.
“No!” Tali’s screams were the only thing that penetrated that darkness, flames came to her. Her body enraptured by the elemental gifts. Tali’zara felt the fires of rage and anguish, a mother’s pain. The Naga fell upon her in a torment of serpent’s bodies, but Tali’zara’s flames turned them to ash before they could even get close to her. When the fires could not be called, summoned or demanded to aid her Tali stood on one foot and began to slice into any who came close to her with both her axes. Naga flesh covered her, her body stained in places. Tears poured from her eyes, but the shaman moved forwards, earth rose to cover her missing leg for balance. Twirling and twisting against her enemies Tali’s axes sliced through flesh and bow cleaving them as if a knife to butter. Tali only howled at the darkness, while a torrent of wind and lightning storm outside. The high priestess who had been so calm and assured of her victory could see the shadow of anger and rage about the Shaman; and she was terrified. She slithered backwards, tumbling over bodies and her own court to try and be free of the caverns, but Tali stood in her way. Blood glistened off of the axes, and High priestess called magic to her. The two charged at each other, lightening thundered and struck at Tali; either she didn’t feel it or she was too far gone to her bloodlust that it didn’t even stop her momentum. Digging her axes into flesh, she store scales from bone, in a desperate attempt to end Tali’s life. The Naga grappled with her and finally picked her up by her throat, scratching at her flesh. Tali’s limbs were numb to the pain, the Naga spouted words but Tali could not hear them, she was past words. Tali let out another war cry and found the strength to raise her axes and brought them down heavily on the women’s arms; severing them completely. Falling to the ground Tali turned as she watched the High priestess shriek and attempt to slither towards the door, she called out but no one could hear her, those who were at the ritual were dead. She scrabbled for the door, but Tali too her time, her blades dragging ominously against the stone ground. “You took her…..you took my daughta from me ……” she said her words were dark and filled with a anguish known to few. The High priestess continued to slither farther and farther from her, scared and making whimpering sounds of pain. Tali moved so fast that even the priestess could hardly move. In a blind rage, she cut off the snakes head.
Time seemed to pass but Tali could not feel it nor sense any given notion of time. Her body was spent, her energies tapped out. But she moved towards the dais where the High priestess had stood. Tears welling in her eyes, “Saoirse……. Saoirse” she whimpered like a cowering animal. “No no no no, please ….please breathe…please.” Afraid of what she would see. There on the floor in a pool of her own blood, was her daughter. The one she had sworn she would protect, the one she had hoped to raise in spite of her mate abandoning. Tali howled in pain, tilting her head back wailing in anguish. Her vision blurred as more tears poured from her eyes. Taking the dagger and pulling it for the child, she sobbed uncontrollably. The cloth that Saoirse had been bundled with lay beside her, and Tali quickly wrapped her daughter up in the cloth, as if to hide the blood. So much blood from something so small, and yet Tali pulled the child close to her chest. Her head bent now holding her close, not wishing to be parted. “Bethekk…why …..why have you taken her ….. why have you sent her to Bwonsamdi…..she was not ready” she howled into the darkness. “Why…” Curling up with her daughter held to her chest she began to rock back and forth, sobbing into the darkness.
As the sun rose high into the air, the sky was crimson blood had been spilt this day. Tali stood a bundle in her arms, and a helm fashioned out of the high priestess’ skull still fresh form the kill sat atop Tali’s. A group of warriors came to fetch any of their dead or survivors when they saw the scene, all of them said nothing to the rider with the crimson hair; they knew. Re’la moved alongside Tali as she moved back to the Echo islands, her daughter’s body in her arms. It was red that day….red with the blood of the Naga.
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FANDOM(S): Deadpool, MCU
RELATIONSHIP(S): Blind Al & reader. Deadpool x reader.
REQUEST: Oh it’s cool just some deadpool/reader. Like where the reader is blind Al’s granddaughter(or daughter up to you lol) and she meets wade for the first time and immediately falls for him cause he’s akward and cute and he falls for her cause she’s sarcastic and funny??? If u cant its fine just wanted to ask cause i havent requested anything in a while lol😂
REQUESTER: @keya168 @keya168 (because I’ma fuckin’ clown, m8)
SERIES (ASS BACKWARDS): Part I, Part II, Part III
SUMMARY: Superficial beauty never mattered much in the long run, especially if someone was a piece of shit on a slice of white bread.
This is the last part of this series. I’m not for sure when the sequel will be up, but I’m gonna aim for ‘soon’.
~
Whistling cheerily, holding a few boxes of pizza, under the cover of the night, Wade skipped along the broken and uneven stone steps of Cloverfield Lane.
“Are you fucking serious right now, author?”
Don’t be a pain in the ass and just go with it!
“Okay, okay. I guess since I gotta...”
Feeling all over his body, he used his free hand to slap his forehead, muttering ‘Duh!’ underneath his breath. Leaning down, Wade kicked over a rock and grabbed the key which had gotten embedded in the dirt. Twisting the key in the lock, the chain hit the ground and he pulled on the handle of the warehouse door.
“Help me! Someone help me! HELP!”
Taking his sweet time, Deadpool closed the warehouse door, not bothering with the lengthy process of making sure it was locked from the inside. Gathering up the pizzas in his hold again, he walked down the rickety stairs at a leisurely, sedate pace.
“How ya doing, Don Lothario, having fun, just hangin’ around down here?”
Admittedly, he probably, maybe, had overdone it.
The captive had his hands handcuffed and feet bound with rope, a makeshift noose around his neck, which was wrapped around the nail which had been quickly pierced to the wooden frame behind his head; in front of the captive were two keys, which he’d been led to believe were his ticket to freedom.
“I’m never going to tell you where she is. Never, hehehehe. Never!!! You hear me, you crazy piece of shit?!”
Flipping the lid off of one box, revealing mushroom and pineapple pizza, nonchalantly, Wade pulled at the edges of his mask a little so that his mouth is revealed, and he took a generous bite. Pretending not to notice when his prisoner couldn’t stop staring at the pizza in his hand, “You will,” It’s said with absolute surety and then he took another bite, making an obnoxious sound of enjoyment. “Want some?” Holding out the slice that he’d bitten off of.
“I know what you’re doing and it ain’t gonna work.”
He shrugged. “Okay then. More for me.” Flipping open the boxes of the other pizzas, the merc whipped out his favorite switchblade, stabbing at a slice of cheese pizza before bringing it closer...and closer...to his mouth.
“Fucking feed me!”
“You just said you weren’t hungry, Joey. No take backs, sorry.” Then because he was a shit, he ate that slice of cheesy pizza too. Once finished, he looked up and nearly busted a gut laughing, almost falling out of his fold up chair, at the affronted look on the guy’s face. “You’re really terrible at this game, Sammy. Absolutely no poker face. It makes me wonder why your bosses didn’t just kill you before it got to this point?”
“When my brother hears about this...”
“Ah! Now we’re getting to the nitty gritty of the matter!”
“When my brother finds out about how you’ve been treating me, he’s going to take it out on your lady friend, asshole.” For a single second, Deadpool paused. “Yeah. Maybe beat her up, bruise that pretty ski--AAAAHHHHHH!”
The knife embedded itself in his leg. He screamed, flopping about gracelessly.
“Rule number one of Deadpool’s DayCare.” Pushing the blade in a little more, relishing how the screams hit another level. “‘Show some goddamn respect to your caretaker.’” Roughly removing the blade, he once again ignore the sobbing. Instead, he wiped the blood on the guy’s crusty, grimy shirt. “Do you know what the shitty part of being happy is? Hm?”
“Please...No...”
The serrated edge of the blade caressed his cheek, the cool metal producing chill bumps.
“There’s always that one jealous bastard ready and willing to snatch someone’s bit of happiness away.” There’s a pause and the energy in the room became charged with hostility. “You took my happiness, my light, the only good thing I have left in this world. So I’m going to take your life away.”
“No. No. No. Wait, wait. No. NO. NOOOOOO!”
There’s a wet squelching sound and then...silence.
Breathing heavily, Wade kept eye contact with the useless waste of space, as he gagged and choked to death on his own blood. As the light left his eyes, the merc’s shoulders hunched up with agitation before he just snapped.
He overturned a table, the chair, threw the pizzas around the room.
Ripping his mask off, he pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes, a choked off sob clogging his throat.
Nearly overcome with despair as he was, that didn’t mean he was deaf. The warehouse door opened noisily. Putting back on his mask, Deadpool checked to see if he was carrying his guns (the incident with Dopinder never need be repeated) and he was.
If someone had found him, then they were going to d--
“Shit, Wilson, turn on a damn light in here, would ya?”
“WOLVIE!!” Flying up the stairs, he launched himself at the feral, unsurprised to get an adamantium fist to the jaw. “’ou ‘ame (Translation: You came)!” Wade’s jaw was dislocated and it stung like a bitch but that was irrelevant. “’Emmmy! ‘Ou ‘oo!!! (Translation: Remy! You too!!)”
“Looks like you started the party without us, mon ami.” Playing with his cards, Remy’s red on black gaze is, as always, hidden by his signature bowler hat. The hellish stare is pointedly glancing at the slumped corpse.
“I wasn’t for sure if the Professor would let you two out past bedtime. Ow, shit, fuck a duck.” Gingerly, he pressed his fingertips to the tender area. “You still hit like a train, Wolvie.”
“Did this other douche at least have an inkling of where your girl is?” Logan was not going to give into any baiting.
“Well...” Like a kid with caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Wade poked his fingers together, an air of guiltiness about him.
Remy sighed and Wolverine pinched the bridge of his nose. “Luckily for you, we know where she’s supposed to be moved. Let’s get the fuck out of here. It stinks.”
“Why didn’t you just lead with that? Let’s go!”
~
Drip-drip-drip.
The room is cold and dark. You’re strapped down to a metal slab and wearing only a hospital gown. Pumped to the gills full of drugs, you go in, then out of consciousness.
“You know, you’re only experiencing pain like a human is because that’s what you’ve tricked your brain into thinking.” The man, this sadist, who’s been assigned to break you, methodically uses his instruments to produce the most pain with the least amount of effort. “That you’re one of us. But you’re not. You’re not. If you were human...you would have died hours ago.”
You had learned less than five minutes in, underneath his ‘tender’ mercies that there isn’t any reasoning with this maniac, he’s a mutant hater and an advocate for wanting the genocide of anyone not purely or totally American (i.e. white).
‘I’m going to die here.’
Perhaps it’s selfish but you didn’t want Wade to find your body. The two of you had been together almost five months, gotten closer and slowly, he brought his friends to meet you. You are certain that you loved him but couldn’t bring yourself to say it aloud, even though you tried to show it with your actions.
“Oh.” He sounded genuinely surprised. “You’re crying.”
A short scream, turned into a wheeze, escaped your clenched teeth when he poked at something delicate.
“Don’t do something so human. It’s unnatural.”
His voice sounded far away, reverberating in your ears then became overlapped by another’s. Blinking slowly, you try to focus but it’s difficult.
Be human. Be human. Don’t let them find out. Be human.
“Oh ho! Now we’re getting somewhere.”
The door is thrown open and a man? Enters. “The Avengers are here. We gotta move, now, Doc.”
“I’m not finished with my patient, Mr. Rumlow.”
“You can find other mutants to torture and study. You’ve been paid alot of money by HYDRA which means--”
An explosion rocks the building.
“I’m not leaving without it! Let GO o--”
There are two gunshots fired and the sadist hits the floor. The man, Rumlow, approaches your side, a gun raised to your temple.
“Good night, Princess.”
Take my life. When you wake...
Just as he squeezed the trigger, the bullet impossible to dodge at this angle... You closed your eyes, accepting that this was the end. The door bursts open again, revealing Captain America, who immediately flung his shield at the HYDRA operative’s gun.
The bullet only grazes you.
Eyes opening again, heart still beating in your chest rapidly. Too rapidly. Glancing to the left, you see that your torturer has enough strength to inject you with something.
Your heart begins to beat rapidly. Faster and faster. Trying to get air is an exercise in futility. Vision going grey around the edges, you try to croak out ‘Help’ but you can’t and fall backwards onto the metal slab again.
Everything goes dark.
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Crazy 8 (chapter 12)
I didn't give it much thought. The fucking pills slid down my throat like water. I had committed suicide. I have to fucking guess the fucking beer played a part in it. But I wouldn't guess much. I I have to be honest and let you know it was the pain.
Nothing I have ever experienced in my life had caused me such pain. I mean this was, still is, and shall forever be the worst emotional pain I have ever had to suffer through! And that's what my life is without my beloved husband Ivan in it, worthless! Will I always feel this way? How the fuck should I know. But if I had to guess I would have to day more than likely.
Getting back to my suicide. death was too slow in coming and wouldn't you fucking know it, I pussied out. And, of fucking course, then death came. But I had changed my mind.
Lying there, asking, no, begging God, a God who fucking ignored me once again, for my husband, my beloved Ivan to return home the fucking minutes drew out like centuries. In my soul I knew he was not coming home again, not then, not ever. It was as though I was falling into some bottomless pit and I have to admit that I'm still falling and it just won't fucking end until the day he forgives me for whatever I did that made him walk out on me knowing I would probably end up taking my fucking worthless life, as I had done this night.
"I need you to think of something that's not causing you this pain! I know you're hurting Mr Dudnik but I need you to find the courage to fight! You've been dead for 2 minutes and 11 seconds! I'm not going to allow you to die tonight! It's not happening so get that idea out of your had!"
I couldn't fucking believe it! I desperately wanted to escape the anguish of my beloved husband Ivan leaving me, walking out on our marriage And who the fuck was this doctor? And why would that worthless mother fucker bring me back! But back I was, utterly useless and alone, without hope, without my beloved Ivan who I do now and finally confess I loved a million times more than I ever loved my Philip.
I could think of no one else. And suddenly the fucking thought came to me. What if he he'd gotten caught jumping the turnstile? Oh fuck! Ivan's gonna be so upset. How the fuck could I do this to him!
Every time he looks at Sally Pickles he's gonna fucking think of me! Oh God please! I need to live for Ivan, for Sally Pickles, please!
As the hours went by in strange consciousness, sometimes waking up an hour or so after my previous awakening, yet being some hours earlier in time, I wondered if I had died and would be stuck on that stretcher for all eternity.
When you slam the crazy fucking 8 you enter an alternate reality. Cosmic rainbows surrounding you seem to run through your body, gathering in your balls, catapulting indescribably pleasurable waves of overwhelming insanity through your nervous system to the point where, at times, you just lay still as your body spews load after load of cum.
I guess that's why I'm never gonna give it up. I mean, if I have to move to another fucking country I fucking will.
The bitch, Tina, is mine and I'm hers, a willing sex slave. The only problem being that I've reached the point in my addiction where I'm pretty much unfuckable!
Later they weaned me off the respirator and as they pulled the tube from my throat it felt as if they were tearing my throat apart. Then I was move to a locked psych ward for having attempted suicide.
I was in pretty fucking horrible shape, I gotta tell ya. But not nearly as bad, emotionally as I am at this moment. I went over to the courthouse to get a copy of my marriage certificate to comfort me as I mourn Sally Pickles. What the fuck do you mean I'm no longer fucking married? There will be no more tomorrows for me.
My beloved husband Ivan who I love more than life itself had annulled our marriage, I was told . I literally collapsed right there and threw up all over myself.
Then, as if the skies had opened and God himself had appeared, the supervisor looked at the screen and pronounced, "He was looking at the wrong screen! You're still very much married!"
So, in a last ditch effort to rekindle the love that I beg there to be in Ivan's heart for me, I headed over to the criminal courthouse to drop the charges against my beloved husband Ivan for the beating he had given me some months earlier. Truth be told, It wasn't him. But we'll get to that in a minute.
It was there and then that my universe imploded.
Ivan tried to have me arrested right there in the courtroom! And for the first time, I saw the purest form of hatred in his eyes! It was as if, how dare you fucking come here! The court officer, being made aware of the mutual restraining orders told me to seek out Ivan's attorney outside the courtroom. So I waited.
Suddenly Ivan bursts out of the courtroom and he began speaking to this really old guy in a gray suit. I thought it was his attorney, so I approached and Ivan hid behind him.
I'm here to drop the charges. "You don't drop the fucking charges!" I was puzzled. Who the fuck was this old bastard? I fucking knew that face. Why the fuck was he so fucking unnerved?
Holy fucking shit! I can't fucking believe it!
And suddenly Philip was with me.
"It's time. Me and Sally Pickles are waiting for you. Your dad is here. Meet me by the train and we can dance across the sky."
But even there I was tortured! Fucking dickhead people keep pulling me off the mother fucking tracks and some cock sucker called the fucking cops! I'm gonna trick my psychiatrist into giving me enough Serequel to fucking kill myself! But she wouldn't bite.
It's just too fucking much and I can't fucking take it? I'm going to end my pain this day. I have no fucking choice, There's no other fucking way out. This life is at its end.
I've lost everything that has ever fucking mattered to me in my worthless fucking life! It's just too fucking hard! Death is the only way out! All this and I finally ask the question. Where was God?
Where are you? Your word said that you would never give us more than we could endure? I'm fucking splattered, destroyed, less than a shell of the person I once was. In moments I will stand before you! Will you laugh as you cast me into a further hell?
Highest God of God's, Lord, I am not Job! I can endure no more! Hear me Father! I beg of you! Mercy!
And then He showed up.
Sitting there on High Bridge literally with a rope around my neck I was about to hang myself when his words came to me, the words that have been to my soul salvation. "If you don't want to die, why are you chasing Hades and an eternity of anguish?
My special friend, Jacob! He cared. He walked with me. He bought me egg rolls that I would not go hungry. He would be waiting for me on Friday night.
A few nights earlier I had shared in a meditation group the awful fate that I believed Sally Pickles had met and after the group he had comforted me with a hug. Did he realize the value of that, the simplest, yet purest of human comfort mechanisms? Could he have known that I had gained strength from just the positive energy he had electrified the room with with his presence?
Simply put, he, his presence, his words, his insights, they had become the Jacob's ladder from which I escaped myself
Mr. Dudnik your husband Ivan is on the phone. How did he get the nurse's station number? He said it's
an emergency. It was the first time since my admission that Ivan had called me. He had done what I had fucking feared
"The 2 men in New Jersey, they put Tina in my ass and then I like it too much so I let them put needle in both arms so I like it again and I go in the street naked to get people to fuck my ass because my dick is broken and I want people to piss in my ass! I'm naked outside. I come to hospital you fuck me and piss in my ass?"
He was bordering on overdose and I had to get him to safety, someone I could trust, Gustavo.
Ivan listen! If the police come they will send you back to Russia! Get dressed! Go to our marriage counselor Gustavo! Ivan go now!
Why? He will fuck me and piss inside my ass?'"
Just go! He will! Needless to say Gustavo wasn't all too thrilled when I called him to let him know Ivan was conning and what he could expect.
By the time I arrived he had calmed down but was clearly very high and no longer in love with me. Gustavo just looked at me and shook his head.
He later thanked me, explaining that from that he knew that he had my completely implicit trust which meant allot to him.
The bitch, Tina, she had found another prisoner.
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Bright Sky: Book 1: The Brightest Sky: Chapter 3
My newest book series! ^w^ ~Bright Sky is a book series of a team of eight students powered with magic in the magical world of Magicalia in Magicalia Capital Academy. The newest member and the one who started this all is Clarice Mizu, a typical teenage girl with more behind her than she knows of. She has transferred schools, meeting her team of friends. After meeting Sora Wayde, Blossom Cath, Jack Blizzard, Cole MacKenzy, Drake Energie, Mae Aria and Amber Blaze, her life takes a turn for both the best and the worse as they all go on multiple adventures with each other, which will soon turn into serious situations that revolve around each person, especially Clarice.~ I am extremely proud of this book series, and more is to come! ……………………………………………………………………………………………….
Chapter 3: Access
“Oh my god…” Clarice murmured as she stared at everyone outside of the thin ice shield. Everyone was collapsed on the ground as quick as wildfire spreads, even the principal.
“Is everyone in the shield?!” Sora yelled as everyone nodded in approval. “What the hell is going on?!”
“Is everybody getting poisoned?!” Amber asked in worry, pressing her face against the ice to get a better view.
“It’s those magic orbs…that’s what’s getting everyone poisoned. It’s absorbing everyone’s magic and making them weaker and weaker each second.” Jack remarked while holding the ice shield in place.
“But only the principal and nurse has access to the magic orbs.” Mae stated a fact as she remembered getting handed a box of magical orbs from the principal since each group that had a new student needed to regain their powers since they transferred, only to permanently have those powers when they graduate.
“Exactly. Someone must have stole the key to the vault they have it in or the principal or nurse has gone rogue against us.” Cole pounded his fist into the open palm of his hand as he thought up the idea.
“Well it’s not the principal gone rogue…he’s collapsed with everyone as well.” Blossom pointed to the man collapsed by the microphone on the stage where he was announcing all the names and teams.
“It’s probably that nurse then. I knew she was lowkey a bitch under that nice behavior.” Drake exclaimed as everyone stared at him with a not amused poker face.
“Okay then…one problem. How the hell do we get out of here?” Clarice remarked as she was knocking on the ice shield. “We can hold our breaths and run.”
“We are gonna suffocate out there! That’s a long ass run!” Sora complained, staring at Clarice thinking she should have known that already.
“Any other ideas then?!”
“I say I make the ice shield mobile out of this!” Jack explained as he crossed his arms in confidence.
“Uhm Jack-ass? When we rush into the door, the shield will completely shatter! Our shield is too big for the door! And when it shatters, not only will we be caught off guard and out of breath while running but we will get damaged from the sharp ice shards!” Mae informed, rubbing the temple of her forehead with her fingertips in annoyance and stress.
“Are you rubbing your fingertips on your head to symbolize that I’M annoying?! And why do you keep calling me jackass?!”
“Cause you are a jackass! I would say dumbass but it doesn’t have your name in it! And you are not only annoying, you are annoyingly stupid?! Where is your logic?!”
“Uhm, may I-” Blossom began until Drake cut her off.
“Can you guys just SHUT UP?! WHY DO YOU TWO ALWAYS ARGUE?! GODDAMNIT JACK.”
“HOW THE HELL IS IT MY FAULT DRAKE?!”
“YOU ARE THE COMMON ENEMY BETWEEN MAE AND SORA.”
“GREAT FUCKING LOGIC DRAKE.”
“Can you all just SHUT UP?! ITS TOO EARLY IN THE SCHOOL YEAR FOR ME TO ALREADY BE GETTING FUCKING STRESSED.” Amber snapped, leaving everyone in an argument with only Blossom and Cole uninvolved. However, Cole realized Blossom looked willing and determined yet held it all back.
“What’s wrong Blossom?” Cole looked at the blonde girl the same height as him while she was looking down and rotating her foot on the floor.
“Well…I have an idea. But I can wait.” Blossom commented, with Cole reacting with anger mixed with shock and empathy.
“No, don’t wait! Why the hell are you waiting goddamnit?! You should fucking stand up for yourself,” Cole sighed until he saw Blossom’s shocked yet guilty expression, leaving Cole with the urge to help her. “Ok Blossom, I want you to jump when I tell you to jump okay. Trust me on this.”
“Okay.”
“One, Two, Three, JUMP NOW BLOSSOM.”
No one except Blossom heard the scream due to the arguments as Blossom jumped midair inside the shield. Cole controlled electric energy into his foot and tapped his foot hard against the ground, causing the ground to get a short shock and to send that shock to the people standing on the ground. Everyone ended up getting shocked except Blossom.
“WHAT THE FRICK WAS THAT FOR COLE?!” Drake asked enraged as he was fixing his electrified hair.
“Great, first day of school and I’m wounded. First day with my new team, I’m electrified by one of them.” Clarice muttered as she was shaking off the shock from her arms.
“Blossom has an idea,” Cole pivoted his neck towards Blossom’s direction as she landed on the ground. “Go ahead.”
“Uhm…thank you Cole,” Blossom said in her gentle and polite tone as she began to explain. “How about Jack makes ice shields for all of us individually like hamster balls. We can crash through the shield and we are small enough to squeeze through the doors one by one…”
Everyone stood there and a few seconds later, realized how good of a plan that was.
“Goddamnit we were arguing because of that…fucking hell I got stressed out and snapped already because of it. I’m not happy with MYSELF.” Amber gritted her teeth at that last word as fire began burning by her feet due to her emotions mixed with her powers, releasing a heat source.
“We are too but let’s not melt anything Amber.” Jack calmed her down as he surrounded everyone with a small portable ball of ice. “Okay ready guys? I’m going to break the shield.”
“Go! We can’t waste time!” Clarice exclaimed as Jack lifted his hand in the air in his own portable ball and the shield surrounding all of them shattered like glass. They all ran towards the door in a single file line, pushing the ice coat around them to move forward with themselves. They reached the door and were able to safely and quickly. As they reached the stairs, they used their powers to break themselves out. They leaped up the stairs as quickly as they could until they reached the same room that Clarice and Sora had went to earlier.
“Now let’s break into the nurse’s office quietly and-” Sora began until Cole kicked down the door.
“BUSTED MOTHERFUCKER.” Cole’s sentence echoed loudly through the room, the echo ending up throughout the halls as well.
“That wasn’t very quiet Cole.” Amber commented in a sarcastic tone with a grin as Drake was dying from laughter behind her.
“I wanted to kick down the door…” Clarice muttered disappointed as Mae glanced at her in a surprised manner.
However, no response. The nurse’s office was as quiet as every other room in this classroom. They shouldn’t have been surprised. Every student was at the auditorium, even the ones who were younger or older than 15 since they were supposed to support and congratulate the teams when they formed. The nurse was probably there with the crowd too. Until they saw a glowing golden ball of mist lying on the ground. It began vibrating and slightly bouncing on the rug of the floor.
“Look out! That could be dangerous as well!” Sora got into a defensive stance, protecting Clarice with his right arm blocking her since she never received her powers. However, they didn’t collapse. They didn’t get attacked. It just kept bouncing. They all slowly crept over to the ball until they realized something was laying by it…no, someone. It was the nurse. She was collapsed on the floor knocked out and she had lost almost all of her color. Her skin was pale and so was everything else of her body.
“Shit it wasn’t her. She is out cold…” Mae explained as she picked up the golden orb of mist. As she picked it up, she instantly dropped it back onto the rug. “Wow…that’s strong. That must have already fully taken in all her magic. It’s too intense to even hold!”
“Her card to the vault is missing…someone stole it.” Blossom confirmed as she scanned the nurse’s clothes for a card.
“Wait a minute…do any of us know where the vault is? You know, where they keep the orbs for the new kids?” Drake questioned, earning a bunch of unknowing faces back as his response. “Cause if these orbs were poisoned, then every other orb we have in the vault must be too. And the person in charge MUST have left some evidence in the vault of who they are.”
“Yeah but where the fuck is the vault? NONE of us know where it is!” Jack exclaimed annoyed.
“What about the principal’s office? Everything confidential and shit has to be in there…even though it’s the first place people would look.” Clarice informed.
“But that would be obvious!” Cole exclaimed to Clarice.
“Well then does anyone have any other fucking ideas?! The more time we damn waste, the more that poison is going to spread.”
No one spoke after that since nobody had any ideas.
“Well then, let’s go! But since I’m new, I got NO fricking idea where the hell the principal’s office is.”
“We’ll show ya, let’s go!” Sora and the rest jolted through the school.
“Hey, do you always curse this much?” Amber asked in confusion, running as she was remembering that almost all the times Clarice spoke had at least one curse word.
“Well…yeah. But that’s a good thing. That means I am comfortable around you.” Clarice shyly smiled as she was running with them.
“Curses and has the guts to slap Sora…I like her already.” Mae smirked at Clarice with approval.
“You gotta be fucking kidding me…” Sora commented annoyed.
They all ran throughout the school. Through multiple flights of stairs, multiple classrooms, multiple doors, until finally, they arrived at the location of the vault. The principal’s office.
“Ok, this time we are opening the door slowly.” Sora said as he stared Cole down who was about to lift up his leg. Sora slowly opened the principal’s door and suddenly, everything in sight was becoming blurry. Everything seemed to slowly fade out.
“The vault..it’s open…the poison is-” Mae pointed to the open door in the back of the room where a huge mist was escaping and pervading the whole room. Mae couldn’t finish her sentence cause the poison already got to her, collapsing to the ground. Everyone began coughing and swaying until slowly they collapsed to the ground. As the mist surrounded everyone, everyone began to lose their vision and their consciousness. Everything went from extremely blurry to fading out to nothing. As everyone was coughing, the last thing Sora saw was Clarice collapsing to the ground, waving her arm out and something blue strike the window.
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