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stainedvenom · 1 month

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A Jewel's Facets, Part 1

Duke sat by himself on a corner bench of the Aerowing, wrapped in a blanket that he had found in storage, as the team flew back to Anaheim from the clock tower in Fredonia. No one had talked to him in a while, but he preferred it that way. He had plenty of time to think,

Stealing two out of four of the biggest jewels with Falcone had brought back adrenaline that he hadn't experienced since before the Invasion back home. The rush of jewel heists from the old days were vastly different from the ones he got from fights with Draganaus and his cronies, or even the villian of the week, such as Dr. Droid.

Despite the fact that he had meant to con Falcone into finding out why he had been working for Dragaunus, he had actually enjoyed some aspects of the hunt for the jewels.

And for that, Duke felt ashamed of himself.

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Nosedive looked at the gray, older drake, who looked miserable and older than the teen had ever seen. He couldn't help himself from wondering about the turn of events from the last few days. He had known from the start that Duke wasn't turning traitor, Falcone was the only factor in the 'being locked in a vault' situation.

Why doesn't he just tell them what we were doing the other night before all this happened? Nosedive wondered. Then again, maybe the Invocation of Hope is a little more sacred to the Brotherhood than it is to the general public on Puckworld. I could see that.

The teen looked at the others, noting that they all seemed to be off in their own world with the exception of Wildwing, as he was piloting. Turning his attention back to Duke, something caught his attention that hadn't before; Duke seemed to be favoring his left side.

Worried for his teammate, Nosedive unbuckled from his seat and walked over to his friend. "Hey old timer," he greeted, taking a seat next to the ex-bandit. "Doing all right?"

Duke was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard his name called. Looking up, he saw that Nosedive was taking a seat next to him. "Been better kid," he answered, pulling the blanket wrapped around him tighter, attempting to hide the hand that was pressed to his left side. When he saw the teen's face though, he managed a grin. "Relax Dive, I'm fine."

"But you don't look fine. And are you gonna tell them-"

"No, and you aren't eith'ah. Or I would pref'ah ya don't."

The teen nodded. "Fine, chill. But really, are you okay?"

"Just some bumps and bruises kid. I got stuck und'ah some rubble, it wasn't fun."

Nosedive just eyed him skeptically.

Duke took his hand from his side, pulling it out from under the blanket and poked Nosedive. "Don't worry 'bout me kid, I'll be all right."

"...there's blood on your hand."

Puzzled, Duke took a look at his gloved, right hand. How on Puckworld did that happen? the ex-thief thought, confused. He knew his side was hurting, but he hadn't felt anythi-

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Nosedive watched as a confused look emerged on the older one's face. "Duke?"

The gray drake wobbled, then started to fall forward. The teenager managed to catch Duke before he fell to the floor, panicking. Doing the only thing he knew to do, Nosedive tried to get him laid out on the floor and call for the one duck he knew who could help.

"TANYA!"

The rest of the team looked towards the back. "What's going on back there?" Wilding asked from the pilot seat.

"Duke just passed out!"

Tanya immediately unbuckled, as did Grin, before rushing to the back of the Aerowing. As she began to assess the situation, Wildwing let Mallory take over pilot's seat before heading towards the back. "What happened?!" he demanded.

Throwing the blanket off that Duke had been using, Tanya began assessing the injuries that were visible. "Grin, grab the First Aid Kit, we need to stop the bleeding." The larger drake went to grab it and came back with the kit open for Tanya's use.

"It looks like there's a lot of wounds that need st-st-sti...to be sewn up," the tech started, grabbing some gauze and pressing the first set to Duke's side. That managed to emit a groan from the elder drake, but he remained unconscious. "Grin, set him up so I can wrap these bandages. Nosedive, grab some more gauze and tape, we'll tape up the other spots until we get back to the Pond."

The two did as instructed, Tanya getting to work on putting some bandages around the worst of what appeared to be. "How did we not notice anything?" asked Nosedive, working on taping up some gauze on Duke's shoulder.

"It's amazing at what adrenaline will do in high stress situations," Tanya stated. "He may not have even felt any of the injuries and was going purely on that. Adrenaline crashes set in once the body gets to a stopping point."

"We need to get back fast then if his injuries are worse than what we can tell now," Wildwing stated, going back to the front and reprogramming the Aerowing. "There, we should be back in less than an hour."

"Will he be all right until then?" Mallory asked, listening in on what was occurring in the background, but having to stay at the pilot's seat.

"Just have to watch him," Tanya answered, finishing off the tying of bandages. Satisfied with the bleeding injuries having been taken care of, she grabbed the blanket that had originally been discarded and covered the older drake with it. "Once we get back, someone will have to grab a gurney from the hanger and we'll get him to the Infirmary."

Grin helped Nosedive lay the older drake back down. "For now, we meditate upon the matter," Grin stated.

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Duke woke up slowly, feeling disoriented. Opening his good eye a little, he looked up, things looking strange. What the puck happened?

A far-off voice came into being, and he tried to hear the speech. "-do you know where you are?"

"...Aerowing...?"he looked at the speaker, a yellow plumed hen with purple glasses and outfit. "What happened?"

Tanya was thoroughly confused as Duke spoke in a language she had not heard before. Taking the penlight out of her breast pocket, she shined it on his eye quickly to check for any signs of brain damage. His pupil appeared normal, so maybe just he was disoriented?

"O que aconteceu? Onde está o Barão?" Duke asked, slowly speaking. Tanya was at a loss when Nosedive reappeared, his attention on Duke.

"He's asking what happened and were someone is," the teen informed her. "He knows that he's on the Aerowing, but I think he's misremembering."

"Keep talking to him then, I'm going to try and figure this out," Tanya said. She would figure out later why Nosedive could somehow understand the older drake.

"Duke, do you know who I am?"

The older drake studied the younger drake in front of him. Wasn't there a kid that recently escaped from one of the camps to help?

"...can't remember your name right now," he answered. "...'m sorry."

"It's okay, don't worry," the other one told him. "You said you wanted to know where Baron was?" When Duke nodded, the younger one tried to give him a smile. "He's waiting back at the base. He knows you're coming back."

"...why didn't he-"

"Come with us? You told him to stay in case something happened."

Yeah, that sounded like something Duke would order a guild member to do, even if it was his mentor.

"Kid...I don't feel so good..."

"I know. But we'll be back soon-"

"I mean like I'm gonna be sick-"

Duke started gagging. He felt someone roll him onto his side as he continued to dry-heave, then eventually lost the battle as anything that was in his stomach emptied itself.

The last thing he heard was someone yelling at "Wildwing".

#ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #mighty ducks: the animated series #duke l'orange #nosedive flashblade #wildwing flashblade #tanya vanderflock #mallory mcmallard #grin hardwing #whump #post battle

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deadxlv · 5 months

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Far Away Soul, White Cold Star 💫

Chapter: 18 “Rip Yourself Asunder..and Pray..”

The once beautiful red continent was now mostly a wasteland of charred rock and buried life forms, pieces barely able to reform- soft hands would cusp you and take you away. Path of Darkness consumed you and now facing the birth of it all you reconsider it all in this final act of love- you are in no way redeemed and must die endless lives to recapture said faith. The ground rumbled to a halt as roaring in the wind shook the world, what was doing that? The Entity now gone and it's catalyst thrown out like the waste it is on the ground like a smoked cigarette bud, your left wondering as the dark skies rage on whether or not it is truly worth it to move on..

I-I..Bless me this once..Please..

I beg on my knees for your love..Hh..

I Promise on what remains of my soul to deem it so..just gimme this final chance!

Shouting images of cold ring in your head, that odd glowing light, damn moisture filled room, and stabbing feeling coursing through your body..it's that dream again, fluorescent light above your head from so long ago- remembering the time you spent with Hèr'La in her campsite made you think. After seeing such a distraught individual fall from grace in such a way it makes sense now why Hèr'La was all alone in the woods wandering around randomly, she was abandoned like stray cat in the winds of time, until we came along and made her life a whole lot worse. As you feel the nerves in your arm fire off you would try to move your arm to no avail, feels like nothing is there- warm burnt ground being your only sense of comfort as your remains ever so barely writhed on the ground. Your lasting moments in the world feeling like an eternity as the last pieces of you try their best to cling on to their remaining breath. Cemented within as the sounds of crunching footsteps on the hard soil grew ever so closer to you, just before your resting remains were scooped up with delicate hands..

Somber felt and many more between their minds those soft hands, cold to the touch, would scoop you and cup you- feeling of kindredness filling your dead remains before they slowly placed you down into a small jar and walked away with you. Fractions of your body long since gone leave their ghostly nerves firing off within you as it still feels like you have a body, the lumbering imposing force above you that took you moving ever so slowly in the distance, one step at a time with their weak soulless body taking you far from this destruction. Your remaining eye peering through the glass can just barely make out your surroundings, scorched earth being a reminder of your mistakes as well, if only you had heeded the warnings and kept your cool this would have never happened. Eye growing so accustomed to the sight so much you finally choose it as such and decide to rest, to regain strength, to grow- the feeling within yourself ever so slowly returning, but with no true progress your only stuck as the pieces of a greater whole...left to the whims of this being ever so larger then you.

Time had passed since you had fallen asunder, to no surprise the being holding you in the jar kept on walking, and as you gained some strength back you would look all around you as best you can through the glass to see the first ever signs of life. Small shrubs and low hanging plant life survived the powerful shockwaves from the Entities attacks many days ago, their red torn to pieces leaves danced around slowly in the soft wind, the crunching of dead leaves beneath the large beings feet giving you some level of comfort as it makes it feel less of a dream. As much as seeing said world around you still exist you choose to bathe in the rays of the dual suns poking through the glass, feeling of warmth coursing though you their was no thought but to rest once again. Your mind kept dozing off the further on this went as every so often you would wake up again to see so many more things change around you, odd blasts inside of remaining trees making your suspicions grow as to what made this and why is it so high up. They paused...fearing for your life you jolt up from your last rest and glance around, the specialty crafted jar housing you behind decorated with many designs distorted the view through the glass as you looked all about for what was going to happen. You would begin to ascend...

Splash!

Filling liquid coursing through your empty tissue as you awaken one last time, the fluids coursing deep within your very being as you writhe around in discomfort, not even able to scream as you still lack something important..a mouth. Expanding in shape you jerked around trying to get out of this cesspool of odd fluids until your foot seemingly touched the ground of the newer larger container, passing your toes ever so softly on the bottom of the ceramic container you regain some of your senses. Pieces of your very essence coming from your remains and multiplying near instantaneously in-front of your very eyes, in such a short feeling of time it was like you passed the check and made it back to yourself with relative ease, no use of any strange techniques or horrid abilities you were finally back, but that just couldn't even be further from the truth as just from your container you sat within you were in an abandoned room in what seemed to be a closet. Bouncing around inside till your arm extended out and shot out into open air you gain a sense of weakness from it all, sure this was the real you coming back, but the feeling of something crawling in your skin not present made you grow weary of your very flesh.

Raising up from the thick liquid clinging to your clean flesh you try to catch your breath, out of nowhere those same delicate hands would push your head straight back down into the liquid like they were trying to drown you, opening your reforming mouth to try and yell out for no air to even escape your lungs. The dense gray liquid making it hard to see your way out of the fluid, muffled voice from above as the same hand kept its hold on you, seemed ever so familiar you try to get a hold of it the best you can with your remaining strength to no avail as it gets off your chest and out the fluid. Puffing your cheeks you try to catch any breath to realize you have been breathing this whole time while having your head submerged in this goop, slowly passing your hand through the sludge you barely make out your hand and what you see explains it all. The fluid clinging to your reforming hand rebuilding it at a rapid pace till it was complete, this was nothing else but that same stuff Hèr'La gave you to heal all that time ago. Letting the small amount of air you had out you solemnly watch the bubbles travel ever so slowly up through the fluid before sitting at the surface of said fluid, hair swaying softly all around you lay there as you realize the shadow cast over the healing fluid is now gone, but as you gain curiosity you erupt with a immense sharp pain tearing into your left eye and as you hold the left side of your face you shoot up out of the water groaning in pain.

Healing Baza poured on the floor after sloshing around in a large tub-like container, pain subsiding you stare around the small room your in and look down at your hands, we're us again..but how? I swear we had died. Clenching your hands into tight fists you look about as a door was slightly opened to your right, the door was weathered down and had many cracks in its seams, the gold outline now a rusted shaded copper looking border especially on the door nob. Fluid pouring all over the floor as you creeped your way out of it, healing baza clinging to your body a bit as you finally got your way onto your feet, sharp pains stabbing into your legs as you put your feet on the hardwood floor. Wincing in discomfort you push on with every step causing you more and more discomfort, but with a quiet creak of the door as you pushed your way out you look into a much larger room in a similar condition to the last. It was nighttime at this point and the faint glow of the two gas giants over the horizon illuminating this room let you just see far enough to scout it for safety, taking your first steps out the door you see a dirtied purple bed in the corner, shattered picture frames on the ground, scratched out astral wallpaper, moss covered ceilings that from what you can make out show the stars in the sky, and lastly what catches your eye is the glow of candle light in your peripheral vision.

Fearful of that person from before being here still makes you jolt behind the door again hiding, glancing through the small holes in the door you try to make something out only to see no one but the glow of candlelight in the corner of the room. Breathing heavy in lack of nitrogen in your blood you feel like your nerves are about to tip and your about to collapse, an unnerving fear never before felt as it just brings you back to seeing that horrid Entity come crashing down on top of you not so long ago, but what settles you to a halt is a monotone soft voice muttering to you, "I know your awake..just..come out..I guess..". You glance around back to the tub behind you still filled with the grey healing baza and reconsider with the voice just outside and for the sake of it all you would creep your way slowly out the door, the door creaking one last time you poke your head out to see who this mystery person was, "You can leave..I won't..do anything..I think..", the voice mumbled to itself as it came from the same direction as the candlelight. Fully stepping out you take a turn and see someone curled up by a broken table hiding themselves in what seemed to be a puffy hoodie, candle burning brightly on the verge of falling over, table legs just able to stand making a near shelter for that individual, and the noticeable cuts on that individuals legs made you connect the dots. Ripping its way through your vocal chords you would utter through your reformed lips, "V..?", in a raspy tone of voice as you beckoned a question at the individual laying there, no position to defend yourself you try your best to at minimum figure out what's going on here, even though you have nothing on you not even any of your weapons.

Legs closed and head hidden behind them as they hugged said legs the individual would slightly twitch from discomfort, "What do you want..I told you..you can leave..", their voice crackling as they muttered out those words still hiding out their face from even facing you. Memories flooding back into your mind you'd grow annoyed at the very existence of this person in your sight, fists clenching you'd stare at them with a pissed off look, taking a step forward you would open your mouth to say something but you were interrupted with, "your gonna say..you've killed my family, hurt my friends, done irreparable damage to the world around you, and for some reason brought me to this strange place after I basically died....did I get it right..word for word..?", they would respond in the same tone of voice. You paused as you closed your mouth and stayed looking at them with the same irritated expression, they had every single word plucked straight out your mind before you could even muster them from your very mouth, taking another step forward in objection you'd try once more only for the same result, "I don't know what sick trick your playing but it isn't at all a game, you still have to pay for all those sick things you've done-..", they would slowly move their darker green torn legs down, inch by inch until their face was revealed, makeup faded and scattered across their face as if they've been crying, no lipstick, and those same unmistakable eyes it was indeed V, "Oh I'm paying, every single irreplaceable second I am sacrificing my own existence to the horrible things I've done for the past few eons..you immature child you've only lived a fraction of what I have and even till this day I can't even fathom all I've done in the name of love..so shut your pathetic patronage and leave me..alone..", V said looking away from the reconstructed man standing right in front of her in the center of her room.

Hijìn scoffed in arrogance to this all and would go around trying to find anything to put on, digging amongst her things not even caring for what she had just said, she's done so much and yet in a room with her your to her whims and all she does is cry in a corner..pathetic. Finding some spare clothes you slide them over your head and they end up fitting you mostly tight, staring at the shattered mirror you could barely make out how well you've healed, everything was the same way it was except for the glance at the edge of a glass piece showing the cowering V still by the table. Turning around you face them while they stayed looking off into the distance having a emotionless depressed stare before you would say in your raspy broken voice, "Why..did you save..us...?", asking the question with the parasite still surviving with you just barely helping you ask said words. V would continue staring off into the distance seeming to ignore you like if she already knew you would ask a question like that, feeling the need to deserve the response you would beckon again, "Why did you save us after you practically killed us..?", staring at her dirtied mess of a face grow slowly irritated from your question. "That wasn't me..and I thought you hated me..we were mortal enemies..why would you ever..wanna..speak to someone..who..w-who..killed your family..", V responded as at the end her voice began to break up in a disheartened tone of voice, her faded nails clenching at the ground beneath her as she layed to her side still staring off. "You are..and in no way shape or form will that ever change..you disgust me V..I'm leaving..", Hijìn muttered out as he turned his back on her and began to walk towards a blown out hole in the wall leading to the darkness of night below, V would burrow her eyebrows in frustration as she would clamber her way up the broken table to her feet, her legs nearly giving out on her as she stood making the candle topple onto its side about to die out.

Hijìn turning around would raise an eyebrow in confusion as to what she is doing only to see this, V was near unable to stand from all the deep cuts into her thighs all the way down to her feet, small shorts on she could barely hide the rest of the slices on her body, the large dark purple hoodie serving as the only large enough cover for the true display of her wounds. Her face filled with frustration and eyes watering with tears she would fall against the now toppled over table and shout out at Hijìn with a angered but saddened tone of voice, "F-fuck It! Leave! Go On! Run away and face some other threat! They know your alive..IT knows your alive..Scurry off to find your friend for fuck sake who knows where he landed after that..That...thing ripped me into a billion pieces as it's food source..gO run off..like it's even worthwhile to care..I-I..can't even defend myself..nor anyone or anything around me..ungrateful bastard..it doesn't even amount to what I've done but at minimum some reconciliation of me saving you would be appreciated..", V yelled out in objection as Hijìn stared at her with a serious but bothered look on his face, V finishing up and she would finally slip off the toppled over table and fall onto her face weakly on the ground, her nails clawing at the hardwood floor as she muffled out a pained groan as what could be heard as her long silky grey hair covered her face was the sniffling of holding back tears.

Staggering to even take a step back you just watch this all unfold as she would slowly rise back up, the deep cuts in her body staining her clothing with her now clear blue blood, wiping her face with the puffy sleeves of her hoodie she could barely make herself stand. "Let's go..we can deal with this later..she'll die of her injuries there's no reason to even watch her..", the voice in your head echoed out to you, the build up of rain drops falling from the heavens above hitting your shoulders from the cracked ceiling, voices protesting your very actions and the feeling of betrayal marking your very soul you would take a step forward. Her clear blind eyes fluttering for a moment as she would look up at you approaching, bending down to her on one knee and cupping her broken apart body in your arms you pick her up, she writhed in pain in your arms as you took her to the very place you awoke in just a moment ago. V would hiss in pain from her injuries looking all around in confusion as the blood loss slowly crept onto her weak body, "Tch..wh..wh-why are you..helping me..dang..Mutt..", she softly whispered from her lips before her body slowly submerged itself in the gray healing baza. The dense fluid sticking to her injuries she whines as her back layed against the back of the tub, her arms submerged up till her neck she would weakly gaze up at Hijìn, who had taken a seat by the tub on a small foot stool looking at her with the same bothered look. "V..let's..just speak..", Hijìn muttered out to V who layed there slowly getting healed by the strange fluid, opening her mouth initially stuttering she cleared her throat before saying to the man in a slightly discomforted manner, "M-m- my names Vìrkä, A-and..sure..why not..", in a small sarcastic tone at the end as the two would be in the same small room. Once out for one another's necks now sitting in the same place with hatred built tension making the air hard to breathe as no one knew how to begin..only that the rain kept on falling on my face..until those familiar hands cast a spell upon me..and healed my dying soul..

Rain pouring outside the ruined treehouse hidden amongst the remaining trees provided the last bit of protection from the elements, smoke still billowing out of the wastelands not so far away from here fill your lungs with the remains of the dead, their bodies long gone but their souls living on in the wind. Grey silky dirty hair floating in dense fluid, tight fibers clinging onto hardened human flesh, quiet dripping of rain on hardwood floors, eyes near one in the same stare at one another in discomfort as words couldn't dare escape their lips..why..I ask..why..

Why did she do it..

All of it..why..I'm so confused..

I hope Kÿr is okay..

Forgone..I wish I could see your illuminating glow amongst the stars father..one..final..time..

#action adventure #male protagonist #oc story #original story #forgonelands #forgonelandsoc #furry friends #secondarc #female conflict #female characters #post battle #struggle #pain #strife #make amends

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