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obsidiancreates · 2 years ago

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Out Of The Shadows and Into The Neon (Part 4)

(I don't know how 5 year olds talk. When I was five I was a verbose little shit who talked like I was 10 and regularly blew adults away with my articulate nature so I can't even use myself as a reference. Apologies if it's unrealistic.)

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"Unc'a Casey Unc'a Casey!" Mikey runs as fast as his little 5 year old legs will carry him. "Did you bring my favorite?"

Casey Jr looks around the lair and, from the bottom of the pile of boxes, produces one small pizza. "Don't tell your dad," he whispers, passing the monstrosity of jelly beans, anchovies, cheese, garlic, and whatever else he could interpret from the child's messy handwritten note.

Mikey squeals happily and takes the box, and before Casey Jr can straighten back up from the crouch Mikey hops up and gives his uncle a kiss on the cheek. He runs away giggling, holding the box high above his head!

"Why does Mikey get extra?"

"Ah!" Casey startles, almost dropping the boxes as he whirls around and comes face-to-face (well, face to wall on his part and face to knee on the child's) with a wide-eyed Donnie Jr.

"Because his makes you guys sick, remember?" Casey says, setting the boxes on the kitchen counter. "You won't tell your dads I brought it, right?"

"Maaaaybe." Donnie grins, the gap from his recently lost tooth making the impish nature of the grin even more adorable. "Dad said I can't have any more soda today."

Casey Jr scans the kitchen and listens for any signs of being watched. He slinks over to the fridge and carefully opens it, pulling out a bottle of soda. He pours half of it into a cup with a lid, and keeps the other half in his hands. "You're as devious as your dad."

"Thank you!" Donnie chirps, both for the soda and the 'compliment'. He walks away happily sipping.

"I'm gonna tell."

Casey's shoulders slump. He turns around and, yes, there he is. Raph Jr stands behind him, arms crossed and frowning with narrowed eyes, every bit the tiny imitation of his father. Well, minus the spikes and the size.

"Okay, okay. What do you want now?"

"Mikey took my markers."

"How about I buy you some new ones for my next visit?"

"I want the big pack. With lots of colors!"

"The biggest one I can find."

The frown turns into a smile. "Thank you!"

When Raph leaves Casey finally turns to dish up the pizza-

And is met with Leo Jr on the countertop, a piece in his hand and a bite already taken out. He freezes, looking at his uncle with wide eyes.

"Don't tell your dad about my giving in to your brothers, and we're even," Casey whispers.

Leo nods seriously and finishes off his slice. He carefully hops down onto a stool, and then onto the floor, and runs away.

Casey sighs. Finally. He gets out the plates and-

"So, Mr Fun Uncle is keeping secrets!" Splinter walks over with a smug chuckle. "My silence does not come cheap."

"How about when I pick up Raph's markers, I get you some more hair ties?"

"And fabric softener!"

"Deal."

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"I don't know what your dad is talking about," Cass says, swirling the wine in her glass. "Five is more than old enough to begin training!"

"Dad says he doesn't want us growing up like weapons," Raph grumbles, kicking his toy truck. "But we're not babies!"

"You aren't. I remember when you were babies, it was adorable but disgusting! Here." Cass sets her glass aside. "Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello! Gather up!"

The other three tots come over, Mikey literally bouncing through the play room and Leo walking calmly but curiously as Donnie covers his head. Just in case.

"Your four are now official Brownie Clan members!" She slaps a stick onto each of their tiny round plastrons. The sticker is bigger than their fists. "Which means you are now officially allowed to begin training with me!"

"Um, aren't the Brownies girls?" Donnie picks at the sticker.

"Gender is a construct! Anyone can join our organization, as long as they understand that the world domination plans could be reinstated at any moment!"

"Wait, really?" Leo gapes at her. "But Daddy says-"

"I help fight bad guys, yes! But honestly if things keep going the way that are in politics I'm going to lose it, so."

All four tots nods solemnly, even though they have no clue what she means.

"Now, to the Brownie Clan Headquarters!"

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"Awww, that's nice." Raphie shows the note to his brothers. "Cass took the boys out to make some friends!"

Leon snatches the letter and reads it over himself, mouth pinched. "Our Cass? The one who treats Childhood Innocence like a battle opponent?"

"She's doing better!" Angelo scolds, grabbing the note to read himself. "Awww, she's even going to show them some education stuff! That's great, you know, I've been worrying about being able to teach them enough, even with Dee's lesson plans-"

"Give that to me now." Donald grabs it away and scans it. "Hmm. She didn't say where they're going."

"She wouldn't put them in danger, though, we know this." Raphie begins picking up the toys from around the playroom. "Besides! She left her wine here, so we know she's putting away the Wine Aunt persona for now!"

"Mmm, true..."

"Wait." Leon holds his arms out. "If she's not using the Wine Aunt persona right now, which one is she using? Because as far as I'm aware she's only got two, Wine Aunt and Badass Warrior."

"Not quite true, there's also-" Donald's face falls. "Oh god."

"What, what am I- oh. Oh, no." Angelo shakes his head.

"What? What's Raph missing?"

"Raphie, buddy. besides Aunt and Warrior, what else does Cass do in her free time?"

"Uh... run a baked goods business? ... Oh, oh, no, she wouldn't!"

His brothers all give him A Look.

"Okay, she totally would," he admits. He pulls out his phone. "April? Yeah, we're coming to pick you up in the tank. Yeah, we're pretty sure Cassandra took the boys to The Brownie Clan. Of course we're gonna scold her, that's why I called you! Tell Barry we're picking him up too just in case, we know how vicious those little girls can get."

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"Why are we in the beginner class?" Raph whines, sloppily copying Cass's movements as she goes through the katas.

"Because you're beginners!" Cass snaps without any fire, just Intense Aunt-ly Love. "Have you ever been a ninja, Raph?"

"We sneak snacks all the time," Mikey announces loudly. His brothers all stare in betrayal, and he laughs and tucks his head into his shell.

"And I'm proud of you for your skill in stealth," Cass says, "But this is different! A ninja is an assassin, a warrior of just as much ferocity and cunning as they are of stealth and precision! Once you master these skills, then you may begin adding in as much chaotic brute force as you wish!"

"I'm gonna be just like Dad," Raph declares, abandoning the katas to pretend to stab at enemies with imaginary sai. "I'm gonna be big and strong and smash every bad guy I see! And I'll be so good at it they'll never hit my brothers!"

"Well I'm gonna be the coolest ninja ever!" Mikey makes a commendable attempt at a high kick, still smiling even as he falls onto his butt. "I'm gonna do all the coolest flips and I'm gonna dance and fight at the same time because I'm just that good!"

"I'm gonna build stuff," Donnie declares, grinning. "Just like my dad! But I'm gonna build stuff like-like go-karts and um, and wings! I'm gonna make all of us cool wings!" He stops his forms to hold his arms around and run around the room in a circle, much to the annoyance (and for some, delight) of the newly-joined Brownie Scouts.

Mikey gasps, eyes wide and brimming with awe as he watches his brother. "Like my superhero I drew!"

"Yeah!"

"Well I'm gonna be the best ninja ever," Leo says firmly, slowly copying Cass's movements as precisely as he can. "I'm gonna get even better than Dad, so when he stops being a ninja like grandpa he knows everyone will be okay and we'll always be safe."

"All very admirable goals. The passion your four have reminds me of myself at your age," Cass sniffles, wiping some proud tears from her eyes. Then she stomps her foot. "But you won't be able to do any of that if you don't pay attention!"

Mikey squeaks and scrambles back into position. Donnie snaps his arms back to his side and hurries back into his spot, trying for a nervous smile at his aunt to get out of the Imagined Trouble. Raph rolls his little eyes, something he picked up from watch his dad and Leon, or sometimes Donald and, well, anyone. But mostly Leon. But he gets back into position too.

"You four have some of the finest warriors I've ever known in your family," Cass says in a softer voice. "But they became warriors like that through terrible trials. They're hoping you never have to say the same."

"But they beat the really bad guys," Donnie says, wobbling a little but managing to finish the movement. "And we met Hypno once, when Auntie April took us to the park! He's a dad now too!"

"Yeah! All he did the whole time was argue with the little worm guy about if they should get ice cream or not after!"

"He's still dangerous," Cass warns. "Yes, he's a big softie, but underestimating your opponent is always a mistake! You need to stay focused, serious, and always be aware of your-!"

"Hey Cass?" comes a drawling overly casual voice. Cass freezes up, a bead of sweat rolling down her temple.

"... Surroundings."

"I told you she wouldn't have them sparring!" Angelo runs over and scoops Mikey up. "Let me see you- quit squirming! If you keep squirming I'm handing you over to Dr. Tickles MD!"

"Not Dr Tickles!" Mikey wails like it's the world's worst fate.

"Cass," Leon drawls again, sauntering over as Brownie Initiates scramble out of the way. "What'd we say about training the boys?"

Cass's mouth remains shut tight as Leon gives her his most terrifying laid-back smile.

"Not until they're old enough to reach chapter books. Remember?"

"But that's not fair," Donnie pipes up as he's lifted up by his own dad. "I can read chapter books already! And-and Mikey might not be able to until he's old!"

"Hey!"

"You have dys- dysle-"

"Then you have to wait until you can pronounce 'dyslexia'," Donald decides, examining his son for any hint of actual contact training. "And you know Uncle Leon isn't being literal, he means around eight to ten years of age."

"But we wanna be ninjas now!" Raph whines, kicking and waving his arms in the start of a tantrum as Raphie scoops him up with one hand. "We're big kids, we wanna be ninjas! We can sneak around and-and I'm already way tougher than human kids my age!"

Leo looks up at his dad. "We wanna be like you," he says, eyes watering and lip wobbling. "You guys are heroes."

Leon looks down, and his expression softens. He kneels down and sighs. "I know, kiddo." He picks Leo up and puts him on his shoulder, nodding at April and Draxum to continue the lecture at Cass. April cracks her neck and Draxum puts on his best Protective Grandpa posture as they drag Cass to the corner of the classroom.

"Why can't we?" Leo asks, hugging his dad's head. "I wanna protect you. I get scared when you go fight."

"Hey, I know how it feels." Leon looks at his brothers as they carry their own sons to the Turtle Tank. "I still can't watch them go out to fights without me without having some scary thoughts. But you're just a kid, Leo."

"So were you. Papa said so."

"He wasn't actually training us back then, though. We didn't start taking it seriously until we were teens."

"I don't wanna wait that long!"

"You won't, trust me. But you'll still wait a little longer. Being a kid is good, Leo. Don't rush to grow up. You'll wish you'd been one longer once you grow up."

"... Fine." Leo leans against his dad's head. "But don't be mad at Auntie Cass."

"We're not mad. We're just reminding her."

"Auntie April isn't gonna kick her butt?"

"No, no she's not."

"And Papa Barry isn't gonna make her into goo?"

"Not on my watch."

"... Okay."

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Donnie sticks his tongue out as he draws.

"I know we should be training by now!" Raph grumps, eyes still puffy from his tantrum on the way home. "Dad is wrong!"

"But-but our dads know everything," Mikey says, sniffling a little himself. Once Raph had started scream-crying, Mikey had started crying, which had set Donnie off, which had overwhelmed Leo and set him off...

"Well, not this," Raph pouts.

"Ha!" Donnie sits up, proud of himself. "Look!"

His brothers gather around him and stare at the drawings in awe.

They're messy and wobbly and very much drawn by a child, but they're also clear enough: they're little diagrams of the katas Cass had shown them.

"You remember them?" Leo whispers, looking at his brother.

Donnie nods, eyes closed with pride. "I'm the smartest, so I remembered them!"

"But-but what if we get in trouble?" Mikey whispers, looking around.

"They won't know!" Donnie slaps the drawings. "We can hide these! Um- there!" Donnie slips the drawings in a small crack between the short bookshelf and the wall. "Now they're a secret!"

Raph looks at Leo. "You won't tell, right?" He leans closer to his brother. "You wanna be a ninja too."

Leo nods. "But we gotta be sneaky," he reminds them. "Only when our dads are gone! And-and when Papa is too! Both of them! And Auntie April! Just when Auntie Cass or Uncle Casey are here!"

"Unc'a," Mikey corrects. Raph rolls his eyes at him.

"Only you still say 'Unc'a'."

"It's cuter! You get away with more."

"Ooooh." Raph's eyes widen. "That's smart! You're the smart one now!"

"Yay!"

"Hey!"

Leo sneaks one of the drawings back out as his brothers wrestle.

Being a kid is fun.

So... imagine how much fun being a ninja kid will be!

#tmnt 2018 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #rottmnt #tmnt crossover #reincarnated au #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fic #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic

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xdollxhousex · 3 years ago

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1, 6, 10, 15

@cosmoscourge || Dinner Party Ruiners || ACCEPTING

1. What is the proper balance of pragmatism and compassion for your friends when choosing who remains on your team?

“The proper balance is making sure you aren’t actively using pokemon you know are going to get killed and making sure you’re not solely relying on the power of friendship or whatever. Trust me, its not easy to make the decision to boot someone. But when you’re in a region like Aevium, facing what I faced, you make the hard decisions and you make them quickly. A team member gets injured severely, and can’t keep up because of it? I love them but they have to stay on the bench to be safe now. I’ve lost good teammates because I thought that since they were my pokemon, we were invincible. That’s not how the world works.

Strong pokemon will die just as a fast as weak pokemon. Someone will always take advantage of the slightest edge. Friendship isn’t always going to be some magical force that saves the day. Sure it can help you and your pokemon keep fighting, but it never guarantees that you’re going to win. Trusting to hard on “the power of friendship” is exactly what got me dropped in fucking lava.”

6. Ten-year-olds have been known to take down evil teams, and to take on many adult responsibilities. Should we push back the legal age at which a child becomes an adult?

“No. Absolutely not. A ten year old isn’t grown up enough to be considered an adult whether they have the strength to take on full evil teams or handle an adult’s job better than whatever pathetic adult they took it from. People might find this disagreeable, but we need to stop treating kids like they’re incapable of doing anything well. I’ve met some kids in my life who could literally kick my ass in a fight.

In fact I got my ass kicked by a 14 year old little shit stain once. Kids aren’t exactly the talentless useless little babies everyone acts like they are? Kids can handle so many things so much better than so many of us tragic fucking adults. That being said it doesn’t mean they should be handling adult level responsibilities. Cause you know what the ability to handle chaos is? Its a trauma response. Maybe instead of getting kids a god damn government position, we should get them some therapy?”

10. Trainers have grown so powerful that they can singlehandedly defeat the likes of Legendaries. How much power should a single Trainer be allowed to have?

“Guess that depends on what they’re using it for? Its a little hard to just. Limit someone’s power. Odds are if someone can single handedly take down a Legendary pokemon, they don’t need their full team to do it. Even then, how do you stop people with inherent abilities like mine? Can’t exactly prevent a psychic from being psychic, or a deadman from being a deadman.

Maybe instead of asking how much power someone should be allowed to have, you start asking how we handle those who have that much power. Especially the one’s who come off really sweet and kind with a heart of gold. Those are the ones you need to watch out for the most. Given how Spirit proved that those kinds of people can be the worst kinds of villains.”

15. In some countries, civilians are allowed to have Pokémon, but not to have guns. Is possession of a gun or possession of a Pokémon more dangerous?

“That’s so....stupid? No really that’s a stupid thing to try and compare? Both guns and pokemon are capable of killing a massive amount of people in a short amount of time. They’re both the same level of dangerous really. Granted I don’t know maybe I just have my foot in my mouth given I, without a gun or a pokemon, could kill hundreds of people in mere minutes.

Seriously though why was this a question? Why is this even something that people compare??”

#{{r/ tales from tech support;; asks}}#{{all the other kids with their pumped up kicks better run;; out run my gun;; ic}}#{{come gather round we're slicing him open;; about}}

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bellsyafterdark · 3 years ago

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Most of the visitors to the palace, friendly or not, have enough sense to not attack the baby. The one who does try waits until Cobb's around and carrying her because they figure he's the least dangerous (considering the other options are a mandalorian, a giant mandalorian, a legendary bounty hunter, and legendary assassin, or a wookie gladiator). And sure, he probably is the least dangerous of them. Doesn't mean trying to hurt his baby is going to end well.

(apologies in advance, I haven't read Cobb's novels so I don't know how well he does or does not deal with babies)

Cobb doesn't get the opportunity to visit as often as he would like, so when he does, he makes it worthwhile.

The palace is in a flurry when he arrives in the early morning, Boba's staff and guard have at least doubled since Cobb was last in town. Business must be good.

"Cobb Vanth, Marshall of Mos Pelgo," the stickly, white droid announces him before he's even finished descending the stair.

Across the throne room, huddled around that high chair of ostentation, Fennec and Boba straighten, rounding in surprise.

"You're early," Boba says.

Fennec frowns, scanning him. "You're alone?"

Cobb blinks, taken aback at their sharp manner. His lips pull in a bemused smile. "Hell of a greeting."

Fennec arches a sharp eyebrow at him and Boba strolls across the room, arms open. Cobb accepts the one-armed clasp of his forearm, allowing Boba to draw him into a hug, firm though brief. Boba knows how to avoid the hard edges of the armour they both shared from digging into Cobb's sternum, and he appreciates it.

Over Boba's shoulder, Fennec's eyes narrow and Cobb doesn't know what he's already done wrong. He just got here! Her gaze drops and glances away, climbing the walls with that terse line of her mouth and he thinks maybe it's not about him.

"My apologies." Boba squeezes his shoulder and smiles so indulgently, few people in the galaxy would probably believe Cobb if he told them. This was the infamous bounty hunter who wore Cobb's armour before him? This was Mos Eisley's top dog? "We've experienced some incursions on our territory. I'm wary for the family and our allies."

Cobb briefly wonders which he is: family or ally?

"Incursions?" he asks, instead.

"The Pykes' numbers are growing and the other families are getting nervous. It's not safe outside the palace," Fennec says. "You should stay here tonight until we can spare a retinue to escort you back."

Cobb doesn't know whether to be touched they want to protect him or offended they don't think he can protect himself. "Listen, I... appreciate--"

"Good, you're here," another voice says.

Cobb stumbles back from the mountain of blue beskar that blurs past him into the throne room, scrambling to catch the squirming bundle deposited in his arms.

Paz stops, catching his arm to right him. "You can watch her, right?"

Cobb gapes from the head of Boba's security to the chubby baby writhing against her swaddling, mouth gaping in a yawn. Settling in the cradle of his arms, large brown eyes blink up at Cobb and her button nose scrunches with suspicion.

His face splits in a broad smile. Just who he'd been hoping to see. "Hey, princess."

She's heavier than she looks. Cobb knows he's going to get a workout by the time he hands her back. Must be those big bones and she's compact with muscle, but looking between Paz and Boba that still doesn't give Cobb a clue to who gave her the other slice of DNA. Might as well have been both of them.

"She's already fed and I've changed her. She shouldn't give you trouble." Paz slaps his upper arm and continues on his way. "Stay within the palace. We're not taking any chances."

Cobb gently bounces the baby and looks between her three other parents gathering around that throne looking mighty serious. Well, he assumes as much for Paz, one can never tell with that bucket on his head. "Din coming?"

"Should be on his way," Paz calls back. "If you head to our rooms, you should meet him."

Pausing on the step of the coiling stair, Cobb addresses the tension in the air. "You sure ain't nothing else I can help with?"

Fennec nods, a confirmation and dismissal. "Keep her safe. This palace is fortified but watch your back. Every armour has its weaknesses."

Eyebrows raising, Cobb sucks in a breath and slowly, delicately, makes his exit. "Okay...."

The Gamorreans snap back into position behind him, axes extended, startling him.

"What did I miss, hey, darlin'?" Cobb murmurs to the baby trying to negotiate her arms out of Paz's swaddling and mewling in discomfort. In his opinion, she's getting too big for it. He helps her, smiling when her expression relaxes with a huff of relief, and brings her up against his shoulder to ease the climb.

There are a lot of steps and a lot of levels to ascend. Cobb passes the climb engaged with his conversation partner.

"... As soon as I saw that armour, I knew it was the only thing worth having on that barge...."

Snickt.

"Ghurk!"

Cobb blinks and peers down the stairwell's coil, just in time to see two of the modder kids glance up from the level below. Motion from the corner draws his eye. Was that... the boot of a body being dragged away?

The redhead waves and her friend with the eye mod salutes him. The girl pockets a blade in her belt. "Morning, Marshall!"

Cobb returns the two-fingered salute as the pair bound away with a spring in their step. That was weird. But... okay.

The baby on his shoulder babbles, chubby hand smacking his clavicle as though to say keep moving.

Three more levels pass and Cobb has just gotten to the part of his story where he shot down those Nicto invaders of his town in a blaze of anxiety and glory when a vicious roar makes him back up a few steps to peer down the level he had just passed. This level was deserted last Cobb heard, and being redressed for Boba's new recruits. At the far end of the hall, the unmistakable figure of Black Krrsantan towers over a crumpled figure. Oh no.

"Hey! Santos!"

The wookie looks back over his shoulder and his eyes narrow at the man hurrying to descend the stair.

"Everything okay? Is that--"

Krrsantan snarls and waves him off, no-- up, a curdled series of barks and snarls that a long-neglected part of Cobb's brain scrambles to translate.

Go. We keep safe. Take her.

Krrsantan lowers to snatch his victim by the front of their vest and stalks off, dragging them after him like a ragdoll, limbs slack and groaning.

Oo-oo-okay, so maybe the threat was more real and immediate than Cobb was led to believe. He hastens his climb after that, almost breaking into a run. More commotion dogs his steps as he ascends, the affronted, mechanised squeal of what could only be a droid, and he does not stop to investigate.

The private chambers shared by Fett's pack are at the very top of the palace which Cobb has never resented until this moment when he has the most precious cargo grumbling at him for being jostled, his lungs and muscles burning from the climb.

He barrels through the steel doors to their private chambers and almost catches a blaster shot to the face.

Standing by the bacta pod, Din lowers his blaster, posture relaxing at the sight of his visitor. He is already dressed in his beskar armour and helmet and looks like he had been fastening his boots.

"Cobb. You're early. We didn't--"

Cobb shuts and locks the doors behind him one-handed, clutching the baby to his chest. "Din, there are killers in your house."

"Yes. That's why you're here."

Cobb leans back against the doors and stares at Din with incredulous disbelief. "What? You told me to come celebrate the kid's three month milestone!"

"Yes." Din holsters his blaster with a flourish, crossing the room and picking up a long spear on his way, twirling it round to magnetise to his back. "Celebrate. Keep her alive. Same thing."

"I think your people took down three assassins on my way just up from the throne room!"

"Good. They're doing their job."

Against Cobb's chest, the baby squirms with an interested squeal, craning back for her other parent. Cobb yelps, quickly adjusting her weight when she almost spills out of his arms.

"Din. I'm worried you're not more worried about this."

Din cocks his head, catching one of his daughter's hands and rubbing her little fingers with his thumb. "You could hand her back if you're uncomfortable. Of the two of us, I have more experience fighting with a kid on my hip." He chuckles, to Cobb's rising distress. "I trust you. I trust our people. I asked you to come because I didn't want you targeted as leverage. People know you're associated with us."

Cobb blinks, processing. "Th-they do?" How much do they know?

Din's other hand comes up to cradle the back of his head tenderly. "They know. Rumours spread that you're our weak link."

Cobb tries not to pout for his bruised pride, but his brain latches unhelpfully, hopefully onto the use of 'our'.

"But we know better."

Cobb sighs. "It's okay, Din, I've heard worse."

"Carry her for me. Stay by my side. I'll keep you safe."

Cobb frowns, glancing to the sheer curtains dancing in the morning breeze and wishing, not for the first time, that those windows weren't quite so open. "For how long?"

Din squeezes his nape, hand sinking to close on his shoulder. "Stay the day at least and tonight... we'll talk about it."

The little one successfully pushes high enough against Cobb's chest to latch onto Din's gauntlet and swiftly attaches herself mouth first, drooling and triumphant. Cobb's arms encircle her closer.

"All right. Tonight."

Din leans in and rests their foreheads together with silent gratitude.

#ball and chain au #pazbobadinfenneccobb #i hc cobb can understand some wookie bc he encountered other wookie slaves in his past #cobbdin #this was originally meant to be much more comedic of bodies dropping without cobb's notice in the bg #but i cannot write comedy XD

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albertasunrise · 4 years ago

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No More - Chapter 9

Summary: Frankie has been your best friend since you were in the 2nd grade. You were each other’s first’s, he, your first love and as you’d both gotten older you always somehow fell into bed together after one too many drinks with the boys. You don’t know how much longer you can keep this up but fate has other plans for you both and events are set in motion to decide for you.

Warnings: Angst, Blood and Injury, Hospitalisation, Descriptions of childbirth, Smut 18+

Pairings: Frankie/ Reader

You’re pulled back by invisible hands as you watch Frankie gasp and choke for air, lips turning a sickly shade of blue and you feel yourself losing control. What was happening? You watch as one of the men that helped him lowers his ear to his chest, closing his eyes in concentration as he tries to listen past the wheezing.

‘Ribs punctured his lung.’ He states as he looks at the man beside him ‘Anyone see an ambulance?’

‘Yeah, it’s coming.’ Chime’s in one of the women that are holding you.

Then you hear the sirens, you hear Brad’s screaming, Frankie’s gasping and Emma’s cries and you feel overwhelmed by the noise. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You bounce Emma in your arms as you try and calm her cries but she won’t stop, her eyes fixed on her dad. Suddenly the ambulance is there and the EMT’s are swarming, getting to work on stabilising Frankie and you decide you can’t watch, you can’t do this again.

‘Ma’am?’ A familiar voice calls and you turn to see the officers that had been looking for Emma ‘Is this Emma?’ Asks the female officer as she smiles at you and your baby.

‘Y-yes.’ You stutter as you try to keep yourself calm.

‘Hello, Emma.’ She says softly as she lets the infant wrap her hand around her index finger ‘You’ve had us all very worried. I’m glad to see you, sweetheart.’

You find her words oddly soothing. She looks at you and gives you a warm smile and you find yourself relaxing a little, able to calm your mind a little from the chaos that surrounds you. You see her partner taking Brad to the police car and you lock eyes with your ex, your blood running cold at the look in his eyes.

‘That should be my baby.’ He growls before spitting on the ground and being roughly shoved in the back of the vehicle.

‘What does he mean by that?’ The female officer asks, noting the sudden panic spreading across your face and placing a comforting hand on your arm.

‘I uh… We’re expecting another baby.’ You state as you finally tear your eyes away from the space that Brad had occupied a few moments ago ‘Brad had been replacing my contraceptive pills with placebos.’

‘It’s not…”

‘No it’s Frankie’s.’ You assure her and she gives you a warm smile.

‘Well, congratulations.’ She says, giving your arm another squeeze ‘He’s going away for a long time. You can rest easy knowing he’ll not hurt your family again.’

‘Thank you.’ You reply as you nod and give her a small smile, before turning to look at the EMT who’s walked up behind you.

‘He’s stable. Few broken ribs, one pierced his lung. Are you going to come in the ambulance?’ They ask, eyes flitting between you and the officer.

‘Yes.’ You reply plainly before placing a small kiss on Emma’s cheek.

‘What the fuck happened?’ Yells a familiar voice and you see Benny and Will sprinting towards you.

You’d forgotten that you’d invited them over this evening but you were so happy to see them both. Their eyes grow even wider when they see Emma in your arms and Ben is quick to pull her from your grasp and hug her tight, weeping as he breathes her in.

'Fuck I missed you Em.' He says as she cradles her head against the crook of his neck.

‘Brad must have seen the baby announcement.’ You start ‘He turned up with Emma and beat Frankie within an inch of his life. I need to go with him will you take care of her. Please.’

‘Of course.’ Nods Will as he takes Emma from his brother and hugs her tightly ‘We’ll get her cleaned and dressed and come by later.’

‘Thank you.’ You give them both a quick hug before sprinting off to the ambulance and clambering inside.

He’s going to be okay. Those words keep running around inside your head as you watch Frankie sleep, waiting eagerly for him to open his eyes again. He looks a little better now he’s been cleaned up. His eye’s still swollen and he has a large cut just by his hairline but his face was otherwise okay. His ribs were a different story. Brad had broken several which had lead to one puncturing his lung. You’d been advised that he was fine and that they just wanted to keep him in for a few days for observation to ensure he didn’t develop any infections. They said he’d be out for a few hours due to the strong pain killers they’d given him but you’d sat and waited anyway, hand resting on your small bump. You’d had time to contemplate things. You’d thought about how Frankie had done nothing but put you first in the past few months, despite his internal struggle. He’d cared for you when you were ill and he’d consoled you when you’d learned that you were pregnant again. He’s never once pressured you into anything, just supported you and cared for you and you’d come to realise. He really is in love with you. Once the initial shock of baby number two wore off he’d embraced it, shown you that it was nothing to be ashamed or worried about. That it had been, if anything, a blessing in disguise. Something to hold on to in those hard times and you’d eventually come round to the idea of having another baby with him. Now you couldn’t wait.

‘You’re thinking loudly.’ He grumbles and you practically leap from your seat, grabbing his hand as you watch him slowly come around ‘Where’s Emma?’

‘She’s with Will and Ben.’ You reply, smiling sweetly at him ‘They’re going to bring her around later but I needed to stay with you.’

‘I’m sorry I-.’

‘No shhh…’ You hush as you stand and start to stroke his unruly curls ‘You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. Brad’s gone and we're a family again. You, Me, Emma and this little Bean.’ You finish as you lay his hand on your stomach.

‘We?’

You lower your lips to his, careful not to hurt him and you kiss him sweetly. He doesn’t react at first, shocked by this sudden change but then he’s kissing you back, moaning when your tongues collide and fight for dominance. You pull away, lips swollen and cheeks flushed as you catch your breath and look at him sheepishly. Forming your next words carefully.

‘I love you, Francisco Morales.’ You start, raising your finger to quieten him when he goes to speak ‘And I’ve come to realise that you do love me too. I want to raise this baby with you. I want to raise Emma with you. I want us to be a family.’

‘I want that too.’

‘I’m sorry it took my ex beating the shit out of you for me to realise but I do know now… And if you’re not too fed up of waiting, will you have me?’

‘Definitely.’ He replies, yanking you down into another kiss more passionate than the first.

‘I love you, Lazo.’ He mumbles against your lips and you grin and each other like lovesick teens.

You were shocked at how many people turned up for Emma’s first Birthday. You’d decided to throw a barbecue and invited all the neighbours who had helped you when Brad had turned up. You'd become quite close to them all, disaster does bring people together. Those neighbours turned up, bringing along their kids and a few had even invited friends who had children Emma’s age. It was fortunate that Frankie had gone overboard on the amount of food he’d bought. You’d gone all out. A petting zoo in the yard, a bouncy castle which Ben spent most of his time on, with Emma of course, and for the parents a camper van bar that was complete with a vast selection of Gin. You were of course six months along and starting to feel it. You’d decided to combine the party with a gender reveal of the new baby so whatever the colour of the sponge in Emma’s cake was, that was what you were having. It had killed you both to wait this long but you wanted to make it special.

‘When are we cutting the cake it looks amazing!’ Questions Benny as he pulls you into a sideways hug and kisses you sweetly on the cheek.

The cake was amazing. You’d found a bakery in town that made the most incredible cakes and you’d commissioned a zoo-themed cake, Emma loved animals.

‘We’re cutting it in a few minutes. Will’s still okay to film it yeah?’

‘Defo babe.’ He replies ‘I reckon it’s another girl. Fish's got feminine swimmers.’

‘Fuck you, Ben.’

‘Nah I reckon it's a boy.’ Pipes up Will as he swans up beside you all ‘This is a great party sweetie. Got some great neighbours here!’

‘That we do!’ You reply with a smile ‘Where’s Emma?’

‘Over there with Sue. I’ll go fetch her.’ Says Frankie as he kisses you softly.

‘I can’t believe you waited two months to find out what the sex of the baby is.’ Says Will as he grabs the camera and tripod to set it up.

‘Right everyone if you could gather around that dashing gentleman just there with the camera. We’re going to cut the cake.’ You exclaim, making your way over to Frankie who’s waiting with Emma in his arms.

Everyone gathers, smiles on their faces and excited chatter filling the air as Will gives you the thumbs up to go.

‘So this isn’t just any ordinary cake.’ You start as you quickly glance at Frankie and Emma ‘It is indeed Emma’s first birthday cake but inside also holds a clue as to whether she’s going to have a little brother or a sister.’

There are a few cheers and a few shouts of ‘Girl’ and ‘Boy’ which elicit chuckles from you and Frankie, Emma clapping with excitement at the sight of her animal cake. You grab the knife and carefully cut a slice before sliding it underneath and holding the top so that you can lift it and reveal the colour inside.

‘FUCK YEAH.’ Shouts Ben and everyone laughs ‘Knew you had girly swimmers, bro!’

Sure enough, the sponge is pink and everyone erupts into cheers and claps, Emma screaming with excitement although probably to mirror everyone else reaction. You place the cake down on a plate and turn to face Frankie and Emma, grinning at them both as she wriggles in his arms.

‘You’re going to have a sister Bean!.’ You say excitedly as she claps her tiny hands ‘Sorry Frank. Maybe next time.’ You wink as you kiss him softly.

‘Next time??’ He exclaims ‘How many kids you planning on having?’ He chuckles as you kiss him sweetly before kissing the top of Emma’s head.

‘Maybe one more.’

‘Congrats Guys.’ Says Will sweetly as he gives you a friendly kiss on the cheek and a hug before turning to Frankie ‘Are you excited Emma?’

She giggles at Will’s question and he laughs at her reaction.

‘She doesn’t have a fucking clue what’s going on man.’ Frankie jokes as he kisses the apple of her cheek ‘Do you Princesa?’ She reacts the same way and everyone laughs a little harder.

You're a week late now and you're miserable. You've tried almost everything you can think of you coax the little one out but she's having none of it.

'It's her stubborn Latino blood.' You grumble as you rub your aching belly.

'Hey don't go hating on Latinos!' Frankie chuckles 'Look at Emma! She's the happiest baby on the planet.'

'Yeah... I'm convinced you're giving her pot when I'm not around.' You joke 'It's not normal for a kid to be that laid back. They certainly shouldn't love nap time as much as she does.'

'That, she got from me!.'

'No arguments there.' You reply with a wink.

Frankie booms at that and you laugh along with him before pushing yourself to your feet and waddling to the kitchen.

'What are you doing?'

'Making myself some tea Francisco.'

'I can make it for you.' He says as he walks up behind you and rests his hands on your hips.

'I do nothing but sit and bake this child. Let me make some tea.'

'You do look particularly beautiful today.' He growls in your ear as he pulls you closer to him.

So you'd learned for definite with this pregnancy that Frankie has a pregnancy kink. He couldn't get enough of you and you'd be lying if you said you could get enough of him.

'There's one thing we haven't tried.' He whispers against the shell of your ear as his hand slips down the front of your legs and he strokes a finger along your sex.

'We should try everything we can.' You mumble as you feel your arousal pooling in your core.

'Definitely.' He purrs as he slips two fingers into your heat.

He starts painfully slow and soon you're begging for him to speed up, one hand laced in his hair as the other holds onto the counter for support. He does as you ask and within minutes he's pulled an orgasm out of you. You shiver as he pulls down your leggings along with your panties before you finally kick them off and then you gasp when you feel his length nudge against your folds. He grabs your hips and pulls you back a little, wrapping an arm around you to support you as he pushes himself in. You both gasp together at the feeling, taking a moment to revel in each other before he's snapping his hips back and forth. His pace is maddening and you soon feel yourself approaching another peak, eyes rolling back as he hits that spot inside perfectly with each rock of his hips.

'Shit.' You whimper as you cum hard, your release gushing over him and dripping onto the floor.

'Fucking hell.' He breaths as he speeds up, chasing his release as he tries to pull just one more out of you.

You cum together, moaning loudly as you both hold onto the counter for support, legs shaking from the mind-shattering orgasms you both had. As Franke pulls you he grabs a cloth from the side to clean you up.

'How long does it take to work?' You ask, chuckling as you lean against the counter.

Frankie simply shrugs, pulling up his trousers before bending down to do yours.

'Um, babe.'

'Yeah?'

'I think it worked.' He states and you look down to see a pool of clear liquid beside the one you'd made during sex.

'Great!'

Frankie and Will help you to the car as you try to breathe through the contractions, Benny holding onto a fussy Emma who’s trying to wriggle from his arms.

‘You can’t go Em but in a little while you’re going to be a big sister.’ He says softly in her ear as he watches Will and Frankie help you into the car ‘Until then we’re going to play and eat cake.’

This seems to grab her attention as suddenly she’s beaming at him and he chuckles as he looks into her eyes, Frankie’s eyes. He looks up when he notices Frankie sprinting towards him, looking a little frantic as he plants a kiss on Emma’s forehead.

‘You sure you’re going to be okay?’ He asks as he looks at Ben with a panicked expression.

‘We will be fine man.’

‘I’ve left instructions on the table and all her-.’

‘Go before she gives birth in the car.’ Ben interrupts, patting his friend on the shoulder ‘We will be fine. Call us when the baby's here!’

‘Yeah.’ He nods, kisses Emma again and then sprints to the car, cursing in Spanish when he forgets it's a button start, not a key.

The drive to the hospital is chaotic. Your screaming means that Frankie’s swerving as he tries to keep you calm and focus on the road. It’s no surprise when the flashing lights appear and he’s being pulled over but as soon as the officers see you, red-faced and furious in the passenger seat they’re soon escorting you the rest of the way.

‘Well, this is something to tell her when she's older.’ He jokes and you managed to let out a small laugh before another contraction tears through you.

‘FUCK!!’ You scream, knuckles going white as you grip the dashboard in front of you.

‘We’re almost there baby.’

Sure enough, 3 minutes later you’re pulling into the hospital behind the flashing cop car, a nurse with a wheelchair waiting for you.

‘Wow, door service.’ Frankie jokes but you’re in too much pain to see the humour now.

He hops out of the car and runs around to your door, helping you out and into the wheelchair that’s been pushed over.

‘You head in, I’ll park your car for you.’ Says the officer and Frankie is quick to toss him the keys ‘I’ll leave them at the nurse's station.

‘Thank you so much.’ Frankie says as he shakes the officer's hand before following you inside.

You’re quickly taken to a private room, the nurse helping you out of your clothes and into a gown before she, along with Frankie, helps you lay down in the bed.

‘A doctor will be along shortly to see how far along you are.’

You can only nod, tears streaming down your face as you try to breathe through it. This is the first real labour you’ve experienced as you’d passed out during Emma’s. It’s hell and you’re pretty sure you’re crushing every bone in Frankie’s hand but he doesn’t complain, just stands there and takes it.

‘Right I understand a baby is coming.’ The doctor jokes and you glare at him but Frankie laughs.

‘She’s not in the best of humour right now.’ He says and you do manage a chuckle at that.

‘Right well you’re around 8 cms so she’s well on her way.’ He says, giving you both a smile 'I’ll be back soon so see how you’re getting on.

Another half an hour and you’re in the delivery room, holding onto Frankie’s hand for dear life as the doctor tells you to push. You do. Over and over you push until suddenly your screams are replaced with the cries of your newborn daughter and then you sob, your whole body shaking with exhaustion as the nurse hands you your baby. Frankie wraps his arm around your trembling shoulders and rests his chin on your head, looking down at the tiny infant in your arms and he suddenly can't stop the tears that fall. Neither of you had been able to experience Emma’s birth so this was a truly special moment.

‘Has she got a name?’ The nurse asks you both and you suddenly realise you hadn’t agreed on one.

Looking down at her you see that she too has Frankie’s dark hair and golden skin tone but it’s a little early to tell who’s eye’s she’s inherited.

‘I think she looks like an Ava.’ You say as you look lovingly up at Frankie.

‘Yeah.’ He replies, returning your gaze ‘I think so too.’ He finishes before kissing you sweetly.

‘Right you all ready?’ Calls out Will as he gets the camera connected up.

‘Yes.’ You all shout in unison.

‘Ava and Emma are getting fussy. Hurry the fuck up Bro.’ Grumbles Benny as he holds a bouncy toddler in his lap.

‘Right.’ Will sprints over to where everyone is sat patiently waiting for him to get the camera set up.

You are sat beside Frankie, his arms around you as you cradle Ava in yours and Ben is then beside him with Emma. Will sits down next to you and clicks the shutter button on his phone before telling everyone to say cheese. The shutter goes and he brings the image up on his phone.

‘First time!!’ He exclaims and you all breathe a sigh of relief before.

‘Pool!.’ Emma shouts at her uncle Ben and he chuckles.

‘Why couldn’t your kid’s first word be normal?’ He chuckles as he chucks Emma in the air and catches her.

‘POOL POOL POOL!.’ She keeps squealing and Frankie grabs her from his friend.

‘We don’t have a pool but you can have a bath?’

‘NO!.’

‘Well, that’s a new one.’ He chuckles as everyone looks at her in surprise.

‘Where did she even learn pool from anyway?’ Enquires Will as he plugs his camera into his laptop.

‘Greg across the street had one put in and he invited everyone round last weekend.’ States Frankie as he pops Emma down and watches her waddle towards Ben ‘Turns out she’s part fish.’

‘Seems apt when her dad is called Catfish.’ Ben jokes, his brother snorting in response.

Frankie just rolls his eyes, chuckling to himself as he gathers the cushions and throws you’d decorated the bench with. It had been Will’s idea for the ‘family photo’ as he’d put it and you’d thrown yourself at the idea. Frankie had never been one for photos but he liked the idea of putting it on the wall amongst the photos of you, him and his family. You had ended up selling your house and moving into his. It was larger and better suited for a growing family but you’d also liked the idea of your children growing up in the same house that you and Frankie did. It felt like everything had come around full circle. All the pieces of the puzzle had fallen into place and now you were exactly where you were meant to

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immaculate-benediction-batch · 5 years ago

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Sherlock season 5 - what the heck is going on?

Three years and counting...

BY ABBY ROBINSON

21/11/2019

Where is Sherlock season 5, eh? Come January 2020, it will have been three years since we last saw Benedict Cumberbatch as narcissistic genius Sherlock Holmes on our screens.

The BBC series first kicked off back in 2010 and ran for four seasons (plus a special), but there's been zilch since the beginning of 2017, which has naturally caused confusion among fans of the show given the complete absence of any concrete updates.

Showrunners Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss (who also plays Mycroft Holmes) have always taken their time with the show's rollout – a year and a half between seasons was the minimum viewers were made to wait.

But Sherlock series 5 still hasn't materialised.

So, what gives?

In a recent interview with Radio Times, Gatiss did acknowledge that there is scope to continue, but it's��not top of his list of priorities at the moment.

"You could go back," he said. "But there are no immediate plans."

*sighs*

In a previous interview with Radio Times, Moffat also echoed the same sentiment: "We've never said necessarily goodbye to Sherlock. No, we'll see!"

Gatiss added: "One thing at a time. Dracula occupies a lot of headspace."

The pair have teamed up once again for a brand new TV adaptation of the Bram Stoker novel of the same name, which will air first on BBC1, before heading over to Netflix for viewers outside of the UK and Ireland.

Sherlock season five is also heavily dependant on whether its stars would return.

Both the central cast (and the writers) are all currently in demand, tied up in other projects, with more on the horizon.

Benedict Cumberbatch has had his plate full with Marvel, Brexit: The Uncivil War and Patrick Melrose, to name just a few, while Martin Freeman (John Watson) has been busy with A Confession and Black Panther.

But if the pitch was right, Freeman would happily sign up.

"If it's something really special, and if it's something really meaty and interesting, then I think we'd all be open to that," he told Collider.

"We couldn't come back with something that was quite good. It would have to feel really, really special. It was that kind of show."

He added: "They're few and far between, the discussions about Sherlock, just because Mark and Steven, the writers, and Benedict and I, are all lucky enough to be not only working on stuff that we like and are interested in, but we know what Sherlock is.

"You don't look that gift horse in the mouth 'cos that sort of stuff doesn't happen very often in someone's life. It's a huge, huge, worldwide hit, and way beyond anything we could've imagined."

Andrew Scott (Moriarty), who has since

appeared in Black Mirror, Fleabag and Modern Love, would also be game for round five if both the timing and the narrative was right.

Speaking exclusively to Digital Spy, Andrew said: "I think everybody's sort of doing their own separate thing just at the moment," he said. "I know Stephen and Mark have done a version of Dracula which I'm looking forward to seeing.

"For me, the door is never fully closed. It's closed at the moment, but that doesn't mean it can't be opened at some point in the future. But it's definitely not something that's on the agenda in the foreseeable future."

He added: "I would just listen to what their idea was, and just put forward a couple of my suggestions.

"I feel very protective of him. I'm very proud of what we did on that show. If it's the right time, we'll all talk about it again.

"But at the moment, I do think it's provided such great opportunities for everybody in the show. So everybody's got to do their own thing. But the idea of doing that at some point in the future is not an unhappy one."

But if you are in desperate need of some more Sherlock action, there is an unconnected series in the works for Netflix, titled The Irregulars, which follows a group of crime-solving street urchins. The show sees Holmes claims their successes as his own. Charming.

They are based on the Baker Street Irregulars boys, who appear in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's books as intelligence agents for the protagonist.

"Sherlock Holmes [in the books] had a group of street kids he'd use to help him gather clues, so our series is what if Sherlock was a drug addict and a delinquent and the kids solve the whole case whilst he takes credit?" said writer Tom Bidwell to BBC Writersroom.

"It's my dream project and my oldest idea. I've been pitching it for 10 years.

"Netflix are incredibly supportive for our vision for the show, and it's allowing us to be very ambitious with the way we're telling our stories."

The cast were recently papped filming in Liverpool's Georgian Quarter, and production is expected to continue until May.

Here's hoping it's a success because it could be the only slice of Sherlock we'll be getting for a long time.

Just whatever.

I love these inside scoops about Sherlock.

Will they or won't they?

Not!!!!

#sherlock #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #andrew scott #steven moffat #mark gatiss

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alexboehm55144 · 5 years ago

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Alex Final Wars 2: Dark Alex, Chapter 19 - The Second Battle of Zootopia

After a long hiatus, Alex Final Wars is back! Why was it gone for so long? I was waiting for some awesome chapter artwork from Starwishermidnight! (https://www.deviantart.com/starwishermidnight)

Pretty cool huh?! I hope everyone enjoys that picture, and enjoys this action packed chapter! Lets jump into the fray with Heroes!

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The city of Zootopia occupied a key location on the US west coast, and it would certainly be a prime target for any force seeking to deal damage against the country. It was no wonder then that the Chinese had devoted a large number of mammalpower and resources to the city's capture. Although the city had the ZIA and ZPD for defense, it still relied on the US military.

Enroute back to Zootopia, the team had prepared to forcibly evict the Chinese out of the city. This was an all-paws-on-deck mission. Everyone had been given a combat role and an operational area that they would work in. Even Haida and Retsuko has been tasked with providing combat support over the radio. While they were glad to finally be doing more, the state of Zootopia still had the pair worried. Fabienne was also joining a Heroes team heading towards ZNN, where she would help some of her colleagues evacuate. She had been surprisingly calm, probably because she was an experienced reporter and had been in her fair share of war zones. The Typhoon was alive with activity as warriors frantically raced around the ship, preparing for battle.

There were sightings of Kion's Dark counterpart, but his location was unknown. US marines were already on site, defending the city. Multiple Heroes teams would join the US forces in a counteroffensive to push the enemy back.

Chinese ships occupied the bay, while fires burned all over the city, creating massive plumes of smoke. Chinese jets streaked across the skies, strafing machine-gun fire on any target they saw.

The Typhoon set down in a US controlled area, as everyone prepared to enter the fray.

"We've failed." Jack said, gathering up his gear. His ears were droopy and he was not preparing himself with the same determined spirit that he'd had in other missions. "Our job as ZIA agents was to keep Zootopia safe, and now the Chinese are attacking the city. We've failed at our foremost objective."

Skye nodded, and her face gave away the fact that she was also feeling the same burden of guilt that Jack felt.

"Don't say that." Toothdee said. "It's not your fault. You did all you could."

"There's no way you could have known this was gonna happen. Blame the people attacking the city, don't blame yourself." Nick said, putting his paw on his friend's shoulder.

"But now that we're here, we can make a difference." Judy said, maintaining the steadfast determination that she had since childhood.

A determined look came across Skye's face as she realized her allies were correct. The best way for her to serve Zootopia now, was stopping the Chinese invasion. "Your right, let's do this." The arctic fox clicked the safety off on her rifle.

After gathering up gear, weapons, and ammo, the heroes assembled in the hangar bay where vehicles had been prepared and fueled. Capitan Boehm cleared his throat and tried to rouse everyone's spirits, even though he was nervous. Dialogue was not his forte, but his friends could use a rousing speech, so he would at least try.

"Zootopia needs our help!"

There were whoops and yells from the warriors in the room. Each of them was eager to get out in the fray and give the Chinese a firm kick in the pants.

"We are incredible warriors, we can do this! We can beat them back!"

There was another round of cheers and the excitement in the room was palpable.

"Are you ready to get out there in the fray?!"

Everyone let out a battle cry and raised a fist or a weapon.

"Heroes, form up!"

Each individual team hopped in a truck or Jeep, and Alex opened the doors to the Typhoon's garage, letting the teams race out, going past US soldiers and heading to their predetermined areas.

Nick and Judy headed to ZPD HQ, while Skye and Jack made haste to the ZIA HQ.

Alex, Kion, and Jasiri were in a Humvee; driving to meet hostile forces head on. As Alex maneuvered the vehicle through abandoned cars and rubble, they passed by some civilians trying to get to safety. The captain went as fast as he could, swerving through the streets, narrowly avoiding obstacles.

"Whoa! Careful dude!" Kion said, holding onto his seat and watching a downed lamppost narrowly miss the vehicle. "Your gonna kill us before we can even get to the Chinese!"

"What? Do you want to drive?"

"Ugh, just don't send us careening off a cliff." Kion begrudgingly said.

"You know, between you and me, that speech went a lot better than I expected."

"You did great, I've never seen a group of people so eager to enter into combat."

"I am not good with words; it took me a moment to work up my courage."

"Ha! Bullets aren't a problem, but words are?" Kion laughed.

"You keep that to yourself." Alex jested.

The team reached a US tank on a main road, along with a group of US Marines that were taking cover behind concrete debris. A squad of Chinese soldiers was engaging the Marines and pinning them down, while the tank tried its best to beat the enemy back.

Hopping out of the Humvee, the team engaged the Chinese, downing a few before being noticed.

"Heroes?!" A US Marine yelled, clearly surprised.

Kion cut down 2 Chinese soldiers, while Jasiri gunned down 2 more with her pistols. The last few soldiers fell back, and disappeared from view behind a large pile of rubble that was blocking the road.

"We weren't expecting elite forces." One of the Marines said.

"What's the situation?" Captain Boehm said, wanting to get a grip on things and chase the Chinese out of the city.

"We're getting ready to push back, but the Chinese are still hitting us hard."

Suddenly a rocket streaked down from one of the nearby buildings and hit the US tank that was nearby. The vehicle exploded in a ball of fire, killing the crew inside.

"Take cover!" Kion said, prompting Heroes and the Marines to hide in a small shop off to the side of the road.

"Alright, you stay here and push forward with the other US forces once they arrive." Alex said to the Marines as he checked his ammo. "We'll act as the tip of the spear and make things easier for the main force."

"Roger that, good luck sir." A Marine said.

This was the job of Heroes. As elite forces, it was their duty to help their allies however best they could. The team headed into the back of the shop, and found a door with a staircase behind it. They began to make their way up, heading towards the location where the Chinese rocket had come from.

It was difficult to find a route through the tight and dark corridors of the building, but eventually the team reached another door, and they heard a foreign language on the other side.

The captain smiled and chuckled a bit. He loved it when a situation presented itself that allowed him or his allies get the drop on an enemy. Alex counted down. "3... 2... 1... Go!"

The trio burst through the door and immediately engaged the group of Chinese soldiers in the room. The rocket trooper that destroyed the tank was quickly gunned down in a hail of bullets, along with all the other hostiles. One soldier had been thrown back onto the floor when the opening door hit him, making him easy for Kion to dispatch with his blade.

"Hell yeah! That was awesome!" Alex said "Keep it up!"

Taking a look at their surroundings, the team picked another hallway and began to move down through it. In the close confines, Alex and Kion were cutting down many enemy soldiers with swords, while Jasiri kept laying down supporting fire with her pistols.

"We should get back to the street; those US soldiers need us." The hyena said, killing a bunch of hostile soldiers by performing a flourishing attack, in which she twirled and fired shots all around her, hitting anyone in the area.

"Agreed," Captain Boehm said, slicing a PLA trooper with his sword, and quickly followed up with 2 chi blasts to the heads of enemy troops.

"There's a stairwell over here!" Kion said, charging at a heavy weapons soldier and ramming his sword through his adversary.

Not wanting to leave the US soldiers on the street without friendly support, the group moved down the stairwell. They heard a commotion from the bottom of the building and looked down the center of the stairwell shaft. They saw a large group of enemy soldiers sprinting up the stairs from the bottom.

Kion took out a grenade and looked to his friends with a questioning expression. They instantly knew what he was thinking.

"We're gonna have to time this right." Jasiri said, as her and Alex took out grenades. The trio pulled the grenade pins and cooked them in their hands for a few seconds, before dropping them down the center of the stairwell.

Right as the grenades fell by the soldiers, they exploded, killing the Chinese troopers. The team were able to proceed down the stairs uninterrupted. They passed one trooper who, despite being critically wounded by the grenades, was still alive. The captain took pity and put him out of his misery, as he would have otherwise slowly died from his wounds. Even though the soldier was his enemy, Alex was still kind enough to show him mercy.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, the team was finally able to get to the street. The sky was hazy with smoke, and the setting sun caused an orange tint across the entire city. Rubble was strewn about the entire area, and the sounds of combat filled the air.

"There!" Kion said, pointing towards a group of PLA soldiers. The team engaged the hostile forces, while some civilians nearby fled for their lives.

Alex noticed a young cheetah, probably only 5 or 6 years old, standing in the middle of the ruined street, looking around. She clutched a stuffed cheetah in her paws, and while she looked scared, she wasn't crying or screaming.

Overcome with fear and determination, Alex charged forward towards the lost cheetah, cutting in half a PLA soldier with his sword as he ran. Kion and Jasiri provided cover fire, presumably also having seen the young cheetah and feared for the girl's life.

Reaching the young girl, Alex quickly pulled her to safety as his allies kept them covered.

"I'm gonna get you out of here, sweetie." Alex said, trying to sound soft and caring. "Do you think you can run?"

"Y-yes." The young girl said as she quickly nodded, her eyes wide. Jasiri reloaded and gave Alex a nod of confirmation that they were ready to provide suppressing fire.

"Ok, you be brave for me." The captain and the cheetah sprinted out of cover, and managed to get into an alleyway where they bumped into a group of ZPD SWAT.

"This young girl lost her parents, she needs to be escorted out of here." Alex said to the team leader.

"On it, sir!" The officer responded before speaking into his radio.

"You were very brave today." Boehm said, crouching down to the girl's height, as well as taking out a ration bar, and giving it to her. "These fine mammals are gonna get you back to your parents. What's your name?"

"F-F-Fuli" the young girl said, trembling. "F-Fuli D-Duma."

The captain stood up and gestured to himself. "Alex Boehm." He said, before running off to assist his friends.

As more US Marines, ZPD officers, and ZIA agents entered the area, the trio of heroes continued battling the PLA soldiers. Alex and Jasiri gunned down any enemy soldier they laid eyes on, while Kion deflected incoming bullets with his sword. Though they were outnumbered by enemy soldiers, they showed no fear, as they knew the Chinese were clearly outmatched.

The last soldier fell to Jasiri's shots, and the hyena blew the gun smoke off the ends of her pistols, before triumphantly stating "They weren't expecting elite forces!"

A truck of enemy soldiers pulled up, but was obliterated by machine gun fire from an approaching US armored vehicle. A ZIA agent ran up to give a report to the Heroes team.

"The Chinese forward base is just ahead!" The agent reported. "Thats where the Chinese fleet is deploying forces and coordinating the assault."

"Then that's our target. Let's go kick them out of Zootopia!" Jasiri yelled, rallying friendly forces, before they moved forwards towards the Chinese base. The large group of infantry was accompanied by light and heavy armored vehicles, and a few aircraft in support.

Three PLA soldiers, using grenade launcher turrets, engaged the US force, causing the marines to run for cover.

"I'll get the right turret." Captain Boehm said.

"Jasiri, you get the middle one, I'll get the left one!" Kion said, charging forward with his head down.

Bullets whizzed over his head and struck the rubble he was taking cover behind. He had to roll and move as fast as he could to avoid being hit. The lion managed to reach the turret and stab the operator with his sword, before turning it on another hostile.

Jasiri and Alex also had similar luck with their targets, enabling their allies to continue pressing forward. This assault was going smoothly, and Heroes were easily pushing back the attacking force. They were driven by the singular desire to stop the assault on their glorious city.

A Chinese helicopter moved in and opened fire, forcing Jasiri and Alex to engage it with their firearms. Kion used one of the commandeered turrets to engage the aircraft. Bullets struck the canopy and engines, cracking the glass and soon caused smoke to pour from the engines. After sustaining enough damage, the aircraft fell back, having trouble controlling its movement.

The US force had now reached the Chinese base. Vehicles, soldiers, communications tech, and other equipment were set up throughout the area. Chinese landing hovercraft were assembled on the beach, and 2 amphibious assault ships floated in the bay nearby.

The Chinese soldiers began to take cover and open fire on the incoming enemies, with the PLA vehicles doing the same. Even the turrets on the hovercraft joined the engagement.

As Alex and the team pushed forward towards a communications center nearby, friendly rocket troopers fired at the enemy vehicles with explosives. A US tank also destroyed some of the turrets on the hovercraft.

The communications center was filled with large servers and small military laptops set up on tables. Wires ran along the floor, and cooling fans in the servers created a slight buzzing sound in the area.

"Pull any hard drives and data you can get; knowledge is power." Alex said, cutting down a Chinese soldier, "Any intel is useful. Once you get it, blast everything else into scrap."

Jasiri and Kion went to work, ripping out servers and transferring files from computers, while Alex kept them covered, shooting any enemy that tried to interfere with their operation.

After Heroes had all the data they needed, Jasiri blasted the communications equipment with her pistols. Kion moved to slice through a computer server with his sword, but Jasiri stopped him and recommended unplugging the device to avoid the fate of Dark Laval. After a few seconds the communications center had been reduced to smoldering equipment that could never be fixed.

Chinese vehicles were still active, and the team settled on those as their next targets, as they were the most dangerous. Kion knew he couldn't do much damage to vehicle armor with his sword, so he looked around in a Chinese weapon stash. A smug expression crossed the lion's face as he found a rocket launcher. He quickly turned it on a Chinese tank and turned the enemy vehicle into a flaming heap. Alex jumped onto an armored personnel carrier and managed to pry the top hatch open, before dropping in a grenade.

The Chinese attack helicopter returned and launched a volley of rockets, making Jasiri run for her life as explosions rocked the ground behind her.

"Jasiri!" Kion yelled, turning the rocket launcher on the aircraft, before firing and ripping through its armor. The vehicle spun out of control and crashed onto one of the hovercraft, destroying the still active turret.

"YEAH!" Kion gave a middle finger to the smoldering wreckage. He was very protective of his hyena.

Jasiri spotted a Chinese surface-to-air missile site and quickly alerted her teammates to its existence. After gunning and cutting down a few Chinese soldiers guarding the site, the team of heroes was able to get close, and place primed grenades onto the missile launcher. As the trio quickly got clear, the grenades exploded, destroying the launcher.

Two Chinese attack boats pulled up to the shore, but they continued moving forward onto the beach. As the vessels emerged from the water, it was revealed that they had 4 tracks on the underside, that allowed the vehicles to leave the water and move on land.

"Uh... what the hell are those things?" Kion said as Chinese troops disembarked the craft.

"Whatever it is, shoot it." Alex said, following his own words, as a turret on one of the amphibious vehicles opened fire. The captain would have loved to figure out more about the vehicles, as he loved new technology. But unfortunately the vehicles were shooting back at him.

An enemy heavy-arms trooper, carrying a grenade launcher, opened fire, blowing up a US vehicle and killing many US soldiers. Alex changed his target to the heavy trooper, attacking him with his sword. The captain managed to get a few good hits on the trooper before he could react. Once the trooper did react though, he blocked Alex's sword with his grenade launcher. The 2 combatants got into a weapon lock, before Alex used the blaster on his sword to kill the soldier by shooting him in the face.

Picking up the grenade launcher, the captain noticed one of the amphibious vehicles moving backwards into the water. There was probably a driver inside, or maybe it was autonomous. Directing the grenade launcher towards the vehicle, a couple shots managed to disable it.

"Man I would have loved to get a closer look at that thing!"

Jasiri and Kion had destroyed the turret on the second vehicle, and managed to do enough damage to disable the craft.

A United States B-1B Lancer bomber and its escort jets flew over the Chinese ships, the bomber dropping its payload and obliterating the vessels.

The Heroes team cheered and raised their weapons triumphantly as they watched the vessels burn. But this moment of victory was cut short when Judy's voice came through the radio, filled with worry.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

"Oh hey, Officer Hopps." Kion said, feeling pleased with his work "We just took out a Chinese base."

"ZPD reports that the tide is turning in our favor, Kion, but we've also got a confirmed sighting of your counterpart. We're heading to investigate now."

"Do not engage! This guy is dangerous. I repeat, do not engage!" Alex said, hoping the rabbit listened to him. "We'll come there and assist you."

The trio turned away from the burning ships and headed back into the city. Their cheerful mood had changed to a drive to stop Kion's counterpart, as they did not want him to cause anymore chaos. Zootopia was not free just yet.

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Well, I hope everyone enjoyed this new chapter! Next week, Heroes goes after Kion's counterpart. Until next time!

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leucinxandorath · 5 years ago

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The echoes of a world corrupted by demonic magic sang to a tune of battle, consisting of crossed blades and of flesh torn apart, by the invading Illidari. Fel blood, spilt from fallen demons, Eredar, and other-worldly creatures that were twisted by demonic magic, ran through the cracks in the drought of the land, as the Hunters pressed forward like a wave from a flash flood.

Leucin was there, fighting with ferocity and speed, slashing through his enemies and just as he erupted in a shout to initiate his fel-beam ability, he awoke suddenly in a room of Silvermoon decor. He breathed heavily as he focused on his surroundings. Realizing he was in a bed, he noticed Alis'synthara sleeping to his right, uninterrupted by his sudden movement.

It was a dream.

He got up from the bed, ensuring she didn't wake, gathered his things and soon left. He made his way to the main gate of the city, bypassing the civilians, the guards, and the adventurers, he entered the tavern near the gate for a drink.

Frog venom.

A tough drink, favored by the orcs, with spices to burn as it traveled down your gullet. From his time in Orgrimmar, he grew to like the damn thing. After a few rounds, and about a couple of hours or so, he wondered what to do next.

Things were getting... boring.

He'd strike a conversation or two with random bar patrons every now and then, but they would all eventually come and go and be in no particular interest to him. He sighed. After a few more moments, a small group of what looked like adventurers entered the tavern and approached him.

"Ah, Hunter!" An elf said to him, as if they knew each other for a long time.

Leucin looked at him, "What."

"My group and I," he gestured to them, "we're heading to Nazmir to kill off a few pockets of those nasty Blood Trolls still roaming the area. Your skills would be a great asset as our fifth man. Would you like to join us? We'll split the coin with you."

He finished with placing a hand on Leucin's shoulder.

"Get your hand off me." He stated as he finished his drink. He looked at the group, which consisted of a female orc, a male goblin, another elf and the one who asked him. The orc wore plate armor and carried an axe strapped over her shoulder, as well as having war paint. The goblin wore dark leather, with a dagger and a clawed fist weapon; while the two elves appeared to be casters of some sort, with their robes and staves. The elf let go of him, giving a hesitant apology.

"Nazmir, huh?" He questioned, "Fine. I got nothing better to do."

After reaching the zone, they travelled through the boggy swamp, and through ancient ruins, in search of Blood trolls in the area. Most of them have been routed, in thanks to the efforts of the Horde working alongside the Zandalari, but a few pockets of the fanatics still linger about and pose a threat as serious as they once were in full force. Now, adventurers and war parties roam around patrolling the area, to prevent a resurgence of the tribe, as well as collect bounties for killing a few and bringing proof.

That's what the group he tagged along with was there for. Kill a few Blood trolls for coin. He didn't really need the coin, as he still had that freshly earned two hundred thousand gold reward from his last job, but he figured it could be used as spending money at least.

"Hunter," the orc said as they moved through the swamp, "I've fought alongside a few, during the war against the Legion. You better be as good as they are with your... mind."

Leucin peered at her, "Dealt with the ones who've succumbed to their demons, have we?"

She nodded, "I've had to cut down a few. And I will do the same to you, if you do."

"Well, if it comes to that, I'd appreciate it."

After a while of being in the swamp, they came across a few of their quarry, cutting them down easily, and the goblin taking their ears as proof of their task. One elf was a mage, casting off spells of fire at the trolls and incinerating them on the spot. The other was a priest, ensuring that the group remained in good health throughout their mission. The goblin, a rogue, killing off scouts so that their presence remained as quiet as can be. The orc, a warrior, ensuring that each sweep of her axe cut down her enemy instantly; and then there was Leucin, sweeping through their bodies with his warglaives and intercepting any who try to run.

And effective party, and the task was going well, with each person doing their part.

"Well, I'd say we killed quite a few of them, eh?" The goblin cheerfully said.

"Agreed, let us turn these ears in for our payment."

Just as the mage was conjuring a portal, he stopped suddenly, facing away from the group. He stood there for a moment, causing confusion amongst the group.

"Delar'tal?" The priest asked, uncertainty in his voice.

The mage suddenly fell backwards, landing with a hard thud on the muddy ground, arrows in his chest.

The priest gasped, "Ambush!" He yelled to the group.

Just as he finished saying that, another arrow landed its mark: through his right temple and out of his eye. Blood splattering out. His body dropped as well. Both the elves were dead and arrows continued to fly towards them. They needed to move out of there fast.

The goblin, ever so quick on his feet, tossed a pellet to the ground and vanished out of sight in a plum of smoke, leaving the other two behind.

Of course.

The orc decided to grab the priest's body, lifting him up as a shield, so that she can move to a nearby tree. Arrows piercing its body still. Leucin following close by. The tree was large enough for the both of them to hide behind, so she dumped the body, letting it float away in the muddy water.

"I am going to kill that goblin." She growled.

Leucin focused his spectral sight to get a better glimpse of their enemy.

"There's four of them, behind that giant fallen log. We can take them."

"You go above, and I will charge." She said.

He nodded. He waited for the majority of them to work on knocking their arrows, as it have him the opening he needed. He charged them and leaped upwards. While in the air, he leaped a second time, this time his wings manifesting into form so that he can glide towards them with speed.

Meanwhile, the orc female roared as she charged the fallen log where the trolls were at such speed and strength that she bursted through the wood causing it split in half.

It was a sight for sure.

The trolls were flown back, split in between in pairs of two and tried to regain themselves quickly. She would sweep her axe across one, landing it directly on the side of their head. Its body contorted from the motion. The second, got a boot to his chest, so that he'd stay on his back, allowing her to chop her axe downward onto his sternum, cracking the bone and splitting through him.

She roared in victory.

Leucin swooped down, like a falcon diving to its prey, and twisted his body around so that his Glaives were spun in a circle slicing through the last two with ease and then dashed through them quickly, severing their body into different pieces.

Afterwards, when things settled, he scanned the landscape for a moment. Spotting the goblin while in stealth, he tossed his glaive towards him, the weapon landing its mark making the goblin shriek and drop to the ground.

Dead.

Both Leucin and the orc approached his body and she would pick up the troll ears and nod to him.

"You fought well, Hunter. Too bad the rest of the crew was too weak to survive. Let's go turn these in."

Leucin smirked, "Call me Leucin. That's my name."

"Malgraka."

They both then proceeded to head to the road that would lead them out of Nazmir.

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idolimagines · 8 years ago

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Mad: Part 16 (Final)

“We're all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains graphic smut

Teaser Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15

You stared at the warden through the window before you found Jaebum and Jackson being led into another car as well. “What are you doing? Why are you arresting them? They’re innocent!” You shouted to one of the officers, running over to the vehicle as they shut the door.

“Stand back miss, this case is under private review now. We’ll handle it from here.” He stated and you narrowed your brows. “Where are you taking them?” You further asked, following him as he came around and sat in the driver’s seat.

The officer shot you one last look, before finally deciding to answer. “To the station.” He announced, “They’re under arrest.”

“What for? They didn’t do anything wrong. They’re the victims in this situation!” You shouted as you smacked your hand against the door in frustration.

“We’re the ones who are responsible for deciding that,” the officer snapped. “Now miss back away from the vehicle while I’m being nice.”

You gave him a hard stare, before regretfully taking a step back until Yugyeom came around with another officer by his side. Upon seeing him you rushed over, explaining to him and the officer what happened in a panic.

“Richie you idiot,” the officer hissed before looking back to you. “Sorry he’s new. They’re not being arrested. They are being held for questioning in our investigation.

“Investigation?” You repeated, cocking an eyebrow in response.

“Yes, you’ll have to be taken in too.” The officer responded – nodding over to a separate vehicle.

“Okay but first you must know that there are others in this illegal deal as well. The city police worked with Mr. Swintek and there’s a man on the loose.”

“Oh yeah Yugyeom mentioned something about that too, we’ll look into it.” The officer shrugged, urging you to the car before you stopped mid-step. “No that won’t do! You have to find them now. Who knows where that escapee is, he could seriously hurt someone.”

“Miss, I said we’ll look into-”

“Officer I’m telling you its urgent! Every second matters!” You rightfully shouted as you stepped up to him, not backing down until the man took a final huff, having had enough of you as he finally spoke. “Richie, take them to the station. I’ll gather a squad and find the city police.” He ordered, running a hand over his thin-string line brown hair in defeat.

Following orders, Richie ignited the engine as the head officer pressed a walkie-talkie to his mouth, warning the agents to start heading out as the investigation continued. With a simple wave, you said goodbye to Yugyeom, worriedly looking back to him as you got into the car.

~*~

You spent the rest of that nerve-wrecking night in a small room, surrounded by plain, cream colored walls and sitting on a navy chair with your head down. Your mind was in chaos – jumbled around in a deadly mixture of solemn and worries as you sat there in silence, nervously tapping your foot against the tile floor in unorganized motions.

“Y/N,” you heard the familiar voice call next to you. “Y/N.”

“Hmm?” You hummed, not bothering to look up as you stared at the ground.

“Look at me,” the voice calmly instructed, placing a gentle hand over your shoulder as he spoke. Your eyes gravitated towards the voice as you slowly picked your head up – meeting the handsome sight of Jaebum. He held a soft gaze as he looked at you, “Why the long face?” He merely asked.

“Because I don’t know what’s going to happen to you,” you quickly answered. “What if these people choose to wrongly convict you and you end up being locked in a cage again. We worked so hard to get you out of that place – I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you Jaebum-”

“Shhh,” he softly stopped you, seeing the hint of tears in your eyes as you were getting worked up about the situation. “Nothing is going to happen to me. We’ve already been through the worst, things can only get better from here.”

“How can you sound so sure?” You questioned in doubt, raising your eyebrows as you looked at him.

A small smile cracked on Jaebum’s face before he reached down for your hand – grasping it in between his as he laced your fingers together and said, “Because I have you.”

You felt your heart race as the words left his mouth, causing you to give him a weak smile in return as you squeezed onto his hand for comfort.

“How can this place not have any food?” Jackson abruptly groaned as he stalked towards the two of you – looking irritated as he had just come back from the front desk. “We’ve been here for hours and don’t even get a snack.” He further announced as he plopped down in the other seat next to you, leaving you in the middle of him and Jaebum.

Jaebum’s eyes diverted from you to Jackson as he lazily cocked his head in the other male’s direction. “We’re in a FBI station for questioning – not a hotel. You should be happy they took the handcuffs off of us and let us wait here.”

“We didn’t do anything wrong, we shouldn’t be here in the first place.” Jackson huffed as he slouched in his seat and crossed his arms. “It’s two in the morning and I’m starving.”

With a small laugh you nudged Jackson with your shoulder before leaning back and resting your head against the wall, still keeping Jaebum’s hand within yours as you awaited his and Jackson’s unknown fate.

Sitting there, you began to think about BamBam, remembering the seriously injured state he was in at the last time you saw him. You wondered what he was going through at this very moment – silently hoping that he would be okay as you would do just about anything for his recovery.

The sight of him getting stabbed haunted you, hearing the small knife slice through his skin and the wicked words the warden said as he tried to let him fall to his death. You felt more tears fall down your cheeks as you thought about it – proceeding to think about the ambulance. Remembering the emergency red lights as they carried him off without a word. “Do you think he’s okay?” You subconsciously asked, letting the words leave your mouth in a shaky breath.

Jackson’s round eyes snapped to you, knowing exactly who you were talking about as his sight lowered in solemn. “…I hope so.”

“He’s a strong kid, I’m sure he’ll make it.” Jaebum’s deep voice added from the other side of you, trying to keep a brave face as you and Jackson both glanced at him.

You nodded your head in response before taking a deep breath – looking down in a way similar to Jackson before you heard the front door open from nearby. Multiple footsteps were heard and you didn’t bother to look up as you stayed still – not paying attention to the newcomers as you kept your gaze onto the ground.

The room remained quiet for a couple of minutes until a loud voice erupted within the room, breaking you out of your worried state for a moment. “Jackson, Jaebum.” The officer announced, holding a clipboard in his hand and looking directly at the three of you.

You felt the warmth of Jaebum’s hand leave your own as he stood up and followed Jackson towards the officer – walking down the hall and into the back until they soon disappeared.

“Doctor, would you like some water while you wait?” The secretary from the front desk suddenly asked in a polite manner. “No, I’m fine. Thank you.” You simply replied, keeping your head down until finally looking up to your surroundings.

And as soon as you did, your eyes widened as you spotted the newcomers. It was a girl and a guy, both much younger than you as they appeared to be still in high school. Just from sitting down you could tell the male was tall with a lean frame. He had straight brown hair cascading over his forehead and strong yet handsome features. He held most of his attention to the girl next to him as they stayed seated and waited.

However, the girl was already looking at you from across the room, sitting cozy next to the guy as the two of you exchanged small smiles.

You wondered what they were in there for. What was her reason for being at this place so late as both her and the male had looked exhausted with bags under their eyes and yawning from time to time.

“____, Taehyung.” The names were suddenly called by a female officer, standing at the end of the hallway and glancing towards the young couple. “Come with me.” The officer ordered, causing the two to stand up and follow her into the back as well.

But as the girl walked away she suddenly looked back – waiting for you to glance in her direction again before she shot you one last sweet smile. You returned the kind gesture before she suddenly mouthed the words, thank you.

You sat there, bewildered as she then turned around and continued to walk away before the secretary spoke up. “She’s the one.” She simply announced.

Your attention diverted to her this time, turning in your chair as you held a confused expression. “What do you mean?” You asked.

The secretary filed some papers into a desk, stapling a few and sorting them a she spoke. “According to the reports that just came in, the federal agents found the man who escaped thanks to you. Apparently he had been running loose in the town and stalked that girl. She’s the one you saved.”

Your eyes went wide, staring at the secretary in response before snapping your head back to the now empty hallway as that same girl had already gone into an interrogation room. You rested your chin atop of your palms as you leaned forward, continuing to wait as it felt like an eternity had passed. For a few minutes your waiting had momentarily stopped as you were also called in for private questioning – spending a few minutes giving details about the warden until being let out into the waiting room once more.

You spent the next few hours alone, continuously pacing back and forth – waiting for Jaebum and Jackson to return from their interrogations.

“Will they be done soon?” You asked the secretary for the hundredth time, biting your nails in addition as you impatiently waited. “Doctor, I don’t know.” She would repeated, sounding more annoyed each time you asked as she continued with managing the front desk.

Another hour had passed and you were about to ask the same burning question until you finally saw them. It was at that very moment you stopped pacing, staring at the two with worried eyes until you spotted the biggest smiles on their faces.

And it was at that moment you suddenly didn’t know what to think or say – instead merely staring at the two with realistic uncertainties before Jaebum stood in front of you, simply pulling you in for a hug as he whispered into your ear, “We’re free.”

“W-what?” You barely muttered, eyes staring into his as you searched for reassurance. “We’re free, Y/N.” Jaebum repeated with a chuckle. “Free of the asylum, free of the warden, it’s all over.”

And just as he said those words you felt tears spill down your cheeks, not being able to hold back anymore as if felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of you. “Thank god,” you breathed, holding onto him tightly before Jackson spoke up.

“Well not technically, we still have to come back for questioning if they ever need testimonies.” He added with a smirk, standing next to Jaebum as he glanced down at you. “But as for now, we’re being released into the public. We’re free to go.”

“Did I miss anything?” You heard a familiar voice ask from behind you, causing you and the guys to look in the direction only to see Yugyeom standing there at the doorway of the station.

Wiping a fresh tear from your eye, you smiled as he came forward. “I was wondering where you went.” You let out a small laugh.

“I was at the 24 hour drug store buying these,” he answered – revealing necessity items such as a toothbrushes, clothing, and snacks before looking towards the men that stood behind you.

“So you’re the two prisoners Y/N was trying to help this entire time?” He stated, nearly chuckling in response as he then looked at you. “Yes, Yugyeom. This is Jaebum and Jackson.” You introduced the three.

“You didn’t have to do that.” Jaebum stated as Yugyeom then handed him and Jackson the items. “I didn’t think you two would want to be stuck in those jumpsuits any longer.” Yugyeom replied, smiling as Jackson eagerly took them.

Jaebum nodded in agreement, “You know…you really helped us out back there, thanks.” He said – keeping a firm handshake with Yugyeom.

“Yeah thanks,” Jackson added, following Jaebum’s steps and shaking Yugyeom’s hand as well in a friendly manner. “I can see why Y/N was so determined to get you out of that place,” Yugyeom commented. “You seem like good guys.”

“We’re nothing like the stories made up about us in the asylum,” Jackson added with a huff.

“None of the ‘patients’ were,” Yugyeom replied. “That place was corrupted but it’s over now. Pray that the court goes in our favor and locks Swintek away for good.”

Slightly moving from Jaebum you smiled at Yugyeom before you pulled all three of them in for a hug, letting a few tears fall out one last time as you squeezed onto them and repeated, “It’s over – it’s finally over.”

~*~ The aromatic smell of disinfectant consumed your nose as you rushed down the brightly lit hall – glancing at the numbers of each door you passed while consciously looking for the numbers 485.

“Where is it?” You impatiently asked, passing each room in the hospital in a hurry.

Jaebum and Jackson were right beside you, eyes searching for the room as well before Jackson spotted it first. “It’s right there!” He loudly announced, pointing down the end of the hall to the last door on the right. You nearly screeched and within seconds of seeing it, the three of you rushed further down the hall, passing by numerous nurses as they stared at your misshapen state.

As soon as you reached the room, you found a nurse filling out a file and placing it onto the door before noticing you. “Can I help you?” She asked, cocking an eyebrow as you were trying to regain your composure. “The patient in this room – is he going to be okay?” You quickly asked.

“Are you a family member?” She further asked, sounding suspicious as she eyed Jaebum and Jackson as well. “Well no but-” You started and she rolled her eyes.

“I’m afraid I can’t release that information then,” she snickered before Jackson suddenly came around and snatched the paper from the door that she had just placed.

“Sir what are you doing, that’s confidential information!” The nurse scolded, attempting to reach for the document as Jackson held it high above her, reading it aloud as she kept demanding it back.

“It says he’s in stable condition!” Jackson excitedly announced, dropping the paper before the three of you rushed into the room, not caring about the nurse or hospital rules as you were desperate to see BamBam.

Your eyes widened upon seeing him. He was dressed in a white hospital gown, laying there awake with a as he simply gazed at his surroundings. Some color had returned to his face, giving him a much healthier look than before as an empty tray of food was sitting right next to him.

The noise of you coming in, startled him for a moment, causing him to snap his head towards the door as you, Jaebum and Jackson entered.

“You’re here,” BamBam greeted with a warm smile.

“Of course we are.” You replied. “We were worried about you,” you added, reaching out for his hand as you put yours over it. “How are you feeling?”

“B-better than ever,” he answered. “The knife didn’t go in that deep so they just disinfected and stitched me up.”

“That’s good news,” you smiled. “Did you eat well? Have the staff here been treating you right?”

BamBam’s plump lips turned into a small grin, patting your hand as he calmed your worries. “Yes, I’m fine doctor.”

“You’re a champ.” Jackson commented, coming forward and lightly messing up BamBam’s hair while Jaebum followed suit. “Glad you’re okay.” He added smiling down at him before the door suddenly opened again.

You were soon met with the sight of an older woman, looking much similar to BamBam as the small she proceeded to come further in – donning short brown hair, tan skin and the same plump lips as her son.

“Mom,” BamBam blurted out, voice cracking as he spotted her in the doorway.

“BamBam,” she breathed out in relief, coming straight forward as tears of joy spun down her round cheeks. “My baby, you’re alive.” The woman added, wrapping her arms around him and beginning to hysterically cry as she was finally reunited with her son.

The three of you stayed silent, stepping back for a moment as more people, presumably his siblings came into the room, walking right over to BamBam as they began to cry as well. “Come on, let’s not disturb them.” Jaebum whispered, motioning for you to leave. With a nod of your head, you followed him and Jackson out the door before taking one last look at a joyous BamBam – smiling at him before silently closing the door behind you.

As soon as you were out of the room, a different nurse walked passed – quickly noticing the small blood stain leaking into the material of Jaebum’s new shirt. “Oh sir, you’re bleeding.” She announced, stepping forward to get a better look at the wound on his shoulder. Jaebum looked taken back for a moment before looking himself, realizing he was still bleeding from the missed bullet earlier.

The older nurse didn’t hesitate to cross boundaries, pulling down Jaebum’s shirt and seeing the wound for herself as she was determined to find the cause. “This is bad,” she gasped. “What happened?”

“A bullet grazed me,” Jaebum casually answered as he looked down at the much shorter woman.

“…A bullet?” She asked, sounding suspicious.

Jaebum smirked for a second, cocking his head to her, “You don’t wanna know.”

The nurse’s green eyes went wide, looking nervous before she just nodded in response. “Well, we can still stitch that up for you.”

“There’s no need. I’m fine.” He quickly answered, shrugging off her help before you shot him a scowl. “Yes, please do.” You intervened, causing Jackson to burst into laughter as Jaebum’s mouth dropped.

“I don’t need stitches Y/N. It’ll heal up on its own.” He tried arguing before you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, it’ll heal up with stitches,” you sassed before Jaebum finally let the nurse lead him away to another room for treatment.

~*~

The three of you stepped down the last remaining steps of the hospital, quietly going down each one as a peaceful sense of content and relief washed over all of you. You could hear the faint sound of morning birds chirping nearby as the sky turned lighter, signaling the morning daybreak.

Jackson took one step ahead of you and Jaebum, stopping on the sidewalk before turning around to face you and Jaebum. “…Well I guess this is goodbye then,” he announced.

“Where are you going?” You asked, narrowing your brows as you weren’t expecting his sudden goodbye.

“To find my brother,” Jackson replied, looking calm as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “He’s probably worried about me at home.”

You nodded your head, remembering the brother he had told you about so long ago. “Will we ever see you again?”

Jackson’s lips curved into a smirk, “Ehh, I’ll be around.” He teased, chuckling a little before leaning in and giving you a hug as you came forward and initiated it. “You better,” you grinned until Jaebum came around too.

He seemed a little awkward at first, not being as close to Jackson as you were but having a newfound fondness of the guy. “Listen – I know we haven’t been on the best terms…but thanks for saving us back at the asylum. We wouldn’t have made it without you.” Jaebum stated, extending his hand out to Jackson in appreciation.

Jackson eagerly took his hand, firmly shaking it as he said, “You owe me big time.”

You laughed and Jaebum rolled his eyes in response to Jackson. “Don’t push it,” he stated before pulling Jackson in for a quick hug, patting him on the back as he did so. When they pulled away, Jackson looked between the two of you – not saying another word as he silently hoped he would find himself a girl like you one day. One that held so much love in her heart and would smile just as beautiful as you did.

But until then he was set out on a mission, determined to find his beloved brother and get his life back together – maybe make it even better than before. This was his chance to start over in a sense, to leave the past in the past and make a new name for himself as someone who overcame the obstacles – someone who defeated the odds and won.

And with one final wave of goodbye Jackson started down the sidewalk, a smile on his face as he set out as a free man.

You stood there, watching your friend leave as you knew you would miss him. You hoped you would see him someday again – that this wasn’t the end of a friendship as you would miss his loud antics and sarcastic humor.

You smiled to yourself for a moment, merely glancing down at the ground before remembering who was still here. “…And where do you plan to go?” You asked, bringing your gaze up to meet the handsome man that stood beside you.

Jaebum took a deep breath as he looked out ahead, seeing that Jackson had already been long gone. “I don’t know.” He honestly answered. “Unlike the other two…I don’t have family to go home to.”

You felt your heart ache from his words, knowing that no one was out there looking for him. Despite him coming from somewhere, no one seemed to care about him. “Well then, I guess you’re stuck with me.” You replied, letting a reassuring smile spread across your face as you grabbed his hand.

And it was at that moment you could see the light come back into his eyes as he flashed you pearly white smile, fully turning to you in response. “I guess I am.” He playfully answered, pulling you in by the waist and pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss as you finally said, “Let’s go home.”

~*~

As soon as the two of you arrived to your small apartment, you both wasted no time in washing up and crashing down into your bed – snuggling with one another as you both fell into a deep sleep. Hours had passed by as you wasted the majority of the day in slumber – recovering from the lack of sleep the chaotic night before.

But as soon as you woke up a smile came across your face when you saw the man you loved next to you in bed. He had just woken up moments before you, running his hand through your hair in a soothing manner as he admired your beauty up close.

“Good afternoon beautiful,” his husky voice whispered against your skin.

“Good afternoon,” you whispered back. “What time is it?”

“Almost 6pm,” he lazily responded.

“We slept through the whole day?” You squeaked, sounding surprised as he laughed.

“Well we were running from crazy bad guys the whole night so it’s not hard to believe.” Jaebum added, playfully messing up your hair now. You scrunched your nose at him before swiftly getting out of bed – leaving him alone.

“Where are you going?” Jaebum asked, propping his body up with his elbow as he looked at you.

“To make us something to eat,” you casually responded – leaving Jaebum in your bed while walking into your living room. You turned on the small television, glancing at it for a second before making your way towards the refrigerator in your kitchen.

“I’m coming with you,” Jaebum announced and it wasn’t too long until you heard loud footsteps coming your way. Shortly after you felt fingers run through your hair, moving it to the side and lips touching the surface of your exposed neck.

“Jaebum,” you giggled – enjoying the feeling as you closed your eyes for a moment.

“Sorry I can’t help it…you’re just so pretty.” His thick voice mumbled in between kisses, not bothered in the least before the television caught both of your attention. It was the evening 6 o’clock news, with anchorwoman Lauren Jackson reporting the latest breaking story. It showed her and her camera crew outside the gates of the asylum.

“This is Lauren Jackson with you tonight. We’ve been here all night covering the story of the city’s mental asylum. Numerous staff and individuals have all been placed under arrest and will be waiting trial within the upcoming weeks. The man in charge of the illegal operation is the warden, Mr. Bruce Swintek. If convicted guilty he could be facing up to life in prison for multiple counts of illegal experimentation on humans, kidnapping, fraud, and defamation of character. In addition the city’s chief of police, Mr. Kim and his unit will also be facing multiple charges for kidnapping individuals and placing them in the asylum in cohesion with Mr. Swintek’s plan.”

You and Jaebum both kept your attention glued to the television, intently watching as you both sat on the couch while the program continued.

“Following the raid, hundreds of prisoners were released and currently being evaluated at a nearby hospital – receiving extensive care and treatment as many were shown to be starved and in poor mental condition as a result of the horrors they witnessed at that asylum.” The anchorwoman stated before continuing. “We also have reports of two individuals missing – with detectives leading to believe that they are on the run. The individuals include two psychiatrists. A husband and wife couple who worked at the asylum; Dr. Jinyoung and Brooke Park. They are being linked to multiple charges and are on high alert. If seen please contact authorities immediately.”

Your mouth nearly dropped from the news, realizing that they had never been caught. “…Do you think they’ll find them?” You asked Jaebum, staring at the screen as if you were in a frozen state.

“Yeah-” he mumbled, slinging his arm around you as he held you close. “They can’t go that far. Someone will spot them eventually…but at least Swintek was caught. He’ll be locked up for a very long time.”

“Yeah,” you answered. “What a cruel man. I’m glad it’s over for the most part. I wish you never had to go through that Jaebum.” You muttered, leaning your head against his bare chest.

“It was a bad experience,” he commented. “But something good came out of it.”

You quirked an eyebrow and raised your head as you looked at him in confusion. “…and what would that be?”

He simply smiled, letting his eyes find yours as he placed a chaste kiss on your cheek before he said, “You.”

You felt the heat rise to your face as you looked at him, smiling widely and connecting your lips in a whirlwind of emotions as you two stayed there, wrapped in each other’s arms on the couch. The kisses soon turned steamy, remembering them just as hot as before as Jaebum was a man who knew what he wanted.

“Jaebum what are you doing?” You hummed, leaning your neck to the side a little as he moved his lips to your collarbone. “Picking up where we left off that one evening…remember?” He cooed against your skin before proceeding to suck.

You let out a soft moan in response, loving the way his soft lips moved along your body as he was moving down towards your chest, gazing at your perky nipples since you didn’t care to wear a bra. “…You didn’t forget my promise, did you?” He teasingly asked, voice deep and sensual as his fingers pressed against your sides, holding you taut against him.

The promise. Of course you knew – how could you forget such a moment? You remembered it like it was yesterday. The way Jaebum’s hands massaged your shoulders, running them up and down your skin in smooth motions and kissing you as if it would be his last. But of course, last time in that room Jaebum teased you – purposefully making your panties soaked while knowing there wouldn’t be time to start anything.

And now that you two were here together in the privacy of your home and all the time in the world it was your turn to get him back. “Hmm…what promise?” You innocently asked, trying not to smile as you pushed him away and stood up from the couch.

Jaebum cocked a thick eyebrow, getting turned on by the second as you stood by the counter and smirked at him. “Oh you seem to have forgotten?” He smoothly replied, stalking closer to you as he cornered you against the kitchen counter. You looked up at him as his larger frame hovered your own, placing both hands on either side. “I guess I’ll just have to remind you then.” He added – lips nearly touching before he swiftly turned you around and bent you over the counter.

With a grunt, you felt the hard granite against your body before Jaebum came forward. “Why don’t you tell me what you were going to do?” You said, feeling him press his chest against your back as his lips came close to your ear. “First off,” he started. “I’m going to rip your clothes off – piece by piece until you’re completely bare.”

You bit your lip in response, feeling the palm of his hand graze in between your thighs as he stayed behind you. “Then what?” You asked, causing him to chuckle as he very well knew the words you wanted to hear as he said, “Then, I’m going to take you into that bedroom and fuck you until morning.”

“Oh really now?” You cooed, sounding brave while trying to hold in a moan as you could feel his fingers dip inside your cotton shorts and into your panties.

“Mhm,” he confidently replied, feeling the warmth from underneath your panties before sliding his hand out. “Just like this,” he announced – turning you around and not hesitating to take your flimsy shirt off.

You felt the cold air hit your exposed breasts as soon as the shirt was off before Jaebum’s body covered your own – chest colliding with chest as you swung your arms around him and crashed your lips onto his. Your lips were ravishing one another in messy spurts of tongue and teeth as months of pent up emotions were finally releasing themselves.

“Jaebum,” you moaned within kisses – looking at him with half lidded eyes as his hand moved up to grasp one of your mounds. You pressed the curve of your back against the counter as he as he placed his lips over your nipple and swirled his tongue around it – moving in delicious circles before gently nibbling at the sensitive nub.

“Say that again baby,” he groaned, grinding against your body before his tongue found it’s way into the middle of your chest. You glanced down as his red lips pressed kisses down the center, taking time in appreciating your body as if it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Much to his liking you called out his name again – sounding more strained this time as he soon made his way to your other mound, giving it the same care and attention with his tongue. “Oh god,” you muttered, chest heaving up and down as you leaned your head back in pleasure. “Keep going Jae,” you encouraged – nearly letting out another moan when his hardened length rubbed against your thigh.

Jaebum temporarily removed his lips from your peak and slid his tongue against the surface as he then brought his face up to yours and said, “Baby…we’re just getting started.”

And in that very moment you barely had time to blink an eye before he suddenly slid down your shorts and ripped off the thin lace of your panties – keeping word to his promise as he then carried you over to your bedroom bridal style.

You were quick to connect your lips once again as he carefully laid you down onto the bed, hovering himself over you with one arm while bringing you up to him with the other – never wanting to break the sensual kiss.

He pressed his hot mouth to your sweet spot on your neck, sucking hard while his hand found it’s way back down to your core and stroking your folds with his thumb before spreading your legs out for a better view.

“Y/N,” Jaebum lustfully called out, stroking your soaked core with his fingers and letting your juices cover his skin. “I want a taste.” He added, licking his lips once again before gently spreading your legs further and eagerly dipping down.

You let out a stifled moan as you soon felt his soft tongue delve into your cunt, lapping up your sweet juices and flicking in and out of your folds with ease. With a bunch of heavy pants, you nearly lost your breath – making all sorts of mewled sounds as he continued pleasuring you.

And the sounds only grew louder when his lips sucked on your clit, paying extra attention to it while moving his other hand under your ass and pressing you up against his mouth.

Within seconds you were bucking your hips against him, feeling every movement of Jaebum’s tongue within you while he himself moaned from the pleasant taste – feeling his member grow stiff against the fabric of his boxers as your moans and whimpers were teasing him in the best way possible.

“You taste so good babe,” he groaned against your core, taking a moment to lick straight up your slit before changing it up and inserting his index finger – tastefully pumping in and out before inserting a second one. Your back arched as soon as his paced turned quicker, plunging deep inside you walls as you gripped onto the pillow beside you.

You were crying out as his fingers curled up against your sweet spot, stroking in forward motions as

“Jaebum,” you barely managed to call out, feeling the heat in the pit of your stomach as you could feel your climax reaching soon. “I-I think I’m gonna cum.”

Looking up to you, Jaebum’s strokes went much faster – thrusting his fingers into you until you reached your high. You screamed out his name, not caring if the neighbors below could hear you while the bed rocked against the floor.

Sweat was dripping down your forehead and as your eyes fluttered open Jaebum’s handsome face was above your own before he dipped down and roughly crashed his hot lips against yours. “God you’re so beautiful.” He muttered, kissing you again and again as his body stayed atop of yours. You ran your hands through Jaebum’s black hair as he sucked on your tongue – never getting tired of your taste as he massaged the soft muscle with his own.

“Jae – I’m ready.” You whimpered against his mouth and bit down on his plump lip. “I want you.” You cooed, kissing him tenderly and making every second count while your hands dipped in and rubbed his constricted member underneath his boxers.

Jaebum growled from the touch, loving the way your hand fit around him as your thumb rubbed over his tip. “Hmm, you sure you’re ready for me baby?” His thick voice repeated in a pleased manner, looking down at you with lust filled eyes as you eagerly nodded your head in anticipation.

Without a second thought, Jaebum placed another kiss on your lips before reaching over and grabbing a foiled wrapper within the bag Yugyeom had given him, causing you to raise a brow. “Did Yugyeom give you those?” You asked, nearly laughing as Jaebum ripped the wrapper with his teeth.

“He probably figured we were together,” Jaebum grinned. “It’s part of a man’s necessities.”

“How convenient,” you smirked – watching as he threw his boxers off and rolled the condom onto his erected length. Jaebum intertwined his fingers with your own as he positioned himself against you, giving you one more kiss before easing his tip into your soaked entrance.

You sunk your teeth into your lower lip, feeling his thick length ease within your walls before completely sliding into you. “Oh god,” you repeated in a short breath, feeling a wash of ecstasy rise in you while he plunged in deeper. “More Jae – more.” You urged, rocking your body along his while he squeezed your ass cheeks.

Obeying your orders, Jaebum moved harder, faster in speed – plunging his thick length within you and hitting every spot imaginable as you screamed out his name, encouraging him with each thrust. Both of you were sweating profusely as the room suddenly felt hot – smelling of lust and sex as the two of you continued to make love.

Jaebum grunted as he pulled your leg up against his waist – keeping it wrapped around him while he moved in deep, delicious movements before crashing his lips to yours again. You slicked your tongue in and out of his mouth, fiercely sucking on him as the slapping sound of skin against skin echoed within the room until the two of you came.

Jaebum called out your name and let out a sexy groan out as his load spilled out into the condom, feeling a rush spark through him as he had hit his high. “Fuck!” He muttered, hair wet and face flushed as he bent down and brought his lips to yours once more.

And soon after the two of you kept going, recuperating one climax after the other before proceeding again – getting rougher and bolder each time you did it. Both of your lips were deeply swollen red, resulting from the intense wave of endless kisses as the two of you could never get tired of moments like these.

And yet once you were finally done there you were lying in bed, restless from the night’s activities but yet never getting tired of the beautiful sight as Jaebum laid beside you – keeping one arm over your body and letting you use the other as a pillow for the night. The morning sunlight flickered over his skin and dark lashes fanned over chocolate brown eyes as he awoke. You watched him in silence, biting your lip as the first thing he saw this morning was you.

A sleepy smile adorned his face as he admired the beauty beside him. “I could get used to this,” he joyfully chuckled, pulling you closer and not wasting a moment to give you a sweet kiss. “Me too.” You hummed in delight, grinning from ear to ear as you ran a hand through his thick hair. Jaebum closed his eyes for a moment, nearly purring like a cat as you massaged his scalp. You giggled as you could tell he was enjoying it, watching as he looked so peaceful – so innocent that you found it hard to believe you were actually intimidated by this man at one point in your life.

But this man was no murderer, no – not in the least. He was just Jaebum; a man who was caught in a real-life horror story that somehow ended well.

You thought about the first day you arrived at the asylum, recalling your first impressions of everyone and how you were initially fooled into thinking the bad guys were actually good. The way the staff all carried themselves with so much esteem and respect – hiding their own sick insanity for years before you came along.

But then again Mr. Swintek, Brooke, Jinyoung, and every other corrupted staff member at that place were not normal. They were villains to say the least. Ones that should have been locked up in that god-forsaken place themselves as they were criminals who didn’t belong in the outside world.

And as the two of you laid there you suddenly spoke up, causing Jaebum to open his eyes. “You were right all along,” you concluded, staring into a blank space as you stayed within his arms.

“Mmm…about what?” He simply asked, brown eyes staring into yours as he awaited an answer.

“About what you said before. You called it a long time ago,” you whispered, running your hands through his hair one last time as you looked at him, quoting his exact words as you said, “We’re all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others...”

As always I just wanted to make a little note on here to thank you guys for reading this series. I always had the best feedback from you all and I can honestly say I’m humbled from all the love this series has received. Mad has gone through some ups and downs in the past but thanks to your encouraging words and always being supportive I was able to finish this and be proud of what I ended up with. Anyways, just like I said on the last chapter of Deranged, I hope you guys enjoyed this series as well and stay for whatever I planned in the future. I will work hard on becoming a better writer and hopefully come back with something even better than this.

Thanks again and I love you all.

-McKayla

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