#he looks like the planet opposite him exploded

[skeyfruit]

Awww he's so cute here

Mr.Black you okay??

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[adventuringblind]

Make Me Yours

Oscar Piastri x Reader

Genre: chaotic smut (I'm a slut for this man)

Summary: Daniel mentions something to Oscar and he takes a shot in the dark.

Warnings: KNIFE PLAY, blood, intensive aftercare, Max and Daniel being big brothers, Oscar is a dork and we love him for it, enemies to lovers if you squint, soft dom Oscar, Reader is a mess for Oscar and he loves it.

Notes: This was an anonymous request! I hope you like it!! Please remember to communicate and take care of yourselves if you engage in a kink like this!! Reader is a Redbull rookie which I know is ridiculous but it's fiction.

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She wouldn't say her sex life is vanilla. Definitely the opposite, actually. Most people would look at Oscar and assume he is the most boring human on the planet.

They are all wrong.

Most the drivers, including herself, teased him about how he knows two positions maximum. He'd gotten fed up with it and showed her exactly why everyone is wrong.

Turns out pent up tension from being rivals from F3 and F2 leads to these situations. The situation being mind-blowing sex with the one guy who you didn't want to admit feelings for.

Formula 1 is an unforgiving world. She didn't need feelings getting in the way. Until Oscar came along and ruined it all.

Until that night, at least. Now they are stuck together like glue. It drives Max and Daniel insane with how much he's around the Redbul garage.

She tried to use the 'best friends' excuse until Daniel caught them in her driver's room.

"It's always the rookies."

That being said, her problem isn't the sex, or Oscar, or her relationship at all. The problem is how to bring up something she would like to try.

Both of them like trying new things and have been very clear on boundaries and keep open communication about the subject. He's never judged her for anything she's brought up. So why can't she just ask him?

"Something on your mind?" Daniel appears from thin air, and she slams her phone down out of view. She prays he didn't see the pictures of the silver blades and thinks she a psycho.

"Nope," she squeaks. A terrible recovery on her end.

"Watching porn? Looking at Mr. Piartri's nudes? Come one, you can tell me!"

Max pokes his head out from around the corner. "Are we talking about sex?" Here she thought the secluded space would be far away enough for them to come bother her. Then again, Daniel could help her out. He's good at talking to people.

"Pretty sure you and Charles talked about it last night." She quips without looking at him.

She's blushing and embarrassed. Her brain is yelling at her to run as far away as possible before she does something stupid-

"Hey Daniel, you know about sex stuff right?" Wow, that doesn't sound awkward at all.

"Yes?" He quirks his eyebrow at her. "But if you're looking for a threesome I'm going to have to decline. For now, at least," he winks.

She chokes at the notion. She's going to explode at this rate. Time to bail out. "Never mind, it's not that, but it's dumb."

Max appears fully in her line of sight. "You can't leave us hanging now! Oscar not performing well anymore?" His expression suddenly goes dark. "Or if he hurt you, I won't hesitate to send him into the barriers."

"No! no, it's not him it's me. I don't know how to ask him about something."

Both the males soften. It eases the anxiety a tiny bit, but she'd still rather not be here.

"Hmm, can I ask what it is?"

"A kink," she whispers away from him.

Daniel hears it anyway. "Yours or his?"

"Mine."

Daniel, now seeing he's not going to get anywhere like this, tries a new approach. "Look, this is a no judgment zone, right? Max talks about Charles and their sex life any chance he gets. I am an open book. No laughing or cringing, okay?"

It still feels weird having this conversation. But Daniel isn't going to let it sit now. Curse her impulsive mouth. "Knives. I want him to use a knife on me."

~~~~~

Oscar is sitting in wait around the Redbull motorhome. His girlfriend had said she'd meet him out here and he hasn't seen her all day, so he came early.

Media days are usually difficult for her. The journalists manage to find some new sexist thing to point out every race weekend. It drives all the drivers insane. They can't just let it go and move on to something new.

"Hiya mate!" Daniel appears around the corner and Oscar manages (just barely) to not jump out of his skin. "You waiting for your girl?"

"Yeah, I'm early though. Do I need to go?"

"Nah, you're fine." Daniel throws him a grin. "I'm curious how you keep the marks on her hidden. Been wondering for a while now."

Oscar blinks. His brain is trying to process the last Statement. "You mean... like a hickey?"

"No! The scars." Daniel looks like he's just said the most obvious thing. Oscar is still trying to remain neutral in what is definitely an odd conversation.

Scars? What scars is he talking about? "I-"

"Don't tell me you don't see it! That girl totally has some kind of knife kink."

Knife kink?! Where is this coming from? He tries to think back to any hint of it on her end. It's not like he's opposed to trying new things and he wouldn't be shocked if she felt weird about bringing it up.

"I'd ask her about it mate." Daniel winks and disappears into the crowd of people.

Oscar tries not to think too hard on it. It's just a weird comment made by Daniel in passing.

At least, that's what it started as.

Oscar then finds himself doing research on it. A deep rabbit hole that now occupies far too much space in his brain.

The idea of her permanently some kind of mark he puts there drives him wild. Which is odd, because it hasn't before. A visible hickey every now and then does the trick. Satisfies him when they go out places.

After the first 'I don't see your boyfriend,' he started putting one on her collar bone. Not visible unless she deems it so amd fresh enough to ward off any suspicious characters.

Curse Daniel for giving him this stupid idea. Something more permanent than a hickey sounds appealing.

If it were up to him, he'd keep her in his pocket. It's funny, really, how she thought he didn't know about her feelings. Oscar had played the game for two years. Then he couldn't take it anymore and he snapped.

Yes, she's snarky and moody, and as picky as Lando, until you get past the hard exterior and see she's all soft and squishy. Most of the time, anyway.

He asks her about it after Silverstone. He's coming down off his high and drunk on the adrenaline paired with a shot of success. The confidence boost is really what he needs to put the idea out there. As outrageous as it seems, Daniel might have a point.

"I was thinking about something." He starts off with. She flops onto her bed. Not his since Lando manages to get into his room at the worst times.

"Something good I hope?"

"Depends." Oscar adjusts their position so he can cradle her. The way she snuggles into him like an affectionate cat makes him melt. "It's kinky."

"The best kind of thoughts to have!" She taps his nose with her index finger to accentuate each word.

Oscar steels himself for the possible outcomes. "What if we tried knives."

There is an unmatched look of pure shock on her face. Oscar is prepared to reassure that she doesn't have to, until he notices the glint.

"Yes! I mean - yeah, we should give it a try."

Huh, so Daniel was right. Oscar will have to thank him later for the tip. "We need to talk about it first. I'm thinking either talk now and do it or we save it for a later date."

"How about we talk now, then see?"

"Sounds lovely."

~~~~~

The more Oscar talks, the more she wants it. It's ridiculous what he does to her with merely his voice. Or maybe it's the constant regard for her wants, needs, and safety.

Yeah, it's true what they say: consent really is sexy.

"Love? Did you hear what I was saying?" His voice has they soft mellowness about it that calms the raging see of her emotions.

"No..."

"Stay with me, yeah? I'll put this off if you aren't coherent enough to truly consent to anything." Yep, sexy. No doubt about it.

"I'm here, promise! Just got distracting... thinking."

"About?"

She waits a beat to see if he's willing g to drop it. He makes no indication he'll be moving on, however, making her forced to answer. "Your voice..."

She is going to combust at this rate. It's embarrassing how wrecked she is already. Oscar hasn't even touched her, but the sight of him with the glinting silver blade in his hands has her going feral. The crazy eyed, drooling kind that makes her seem like she should be locked up.

The fact Oscar spent over two hours in discussion and has research to back up every point her makes drivers her wild. She would happily spend the rest of her life with him even after a measly two years together.

He's ruined her. Oscar has made it so she will never be able to leave. So what if she's dramatic? Can you really blame her when she has Oscar Piastri standing in front of her looking ready to devour her?

Oscar takes his time. It's slow and gentle kisses, nimble fingers finding their way around the canvas he knows so well. "Fucking hell you're gorgeous."

She takes a mental note of the way she's in no clothes and he's got all his own. It's unfair and she tugs at his sleeve to signal she wants it off. Oscar complies and pulls the fabric off.

He goes back to licking his way around the inside of her mouth. Her hands relax around his body, taking comfort in the warmth and closeness of the skin-on-skin contact.

His fingers slip through her folds and like muscle memory locate her clit. It's pathetic the sounds he's getting her to make. Specifically, while holding the pocketknife, unopened, in his free hand.

"So pretty for me love. I would cut you up and put you in my pocket if I could. Carry your cute ass around with me like a good luck charm."

She's so far down the rabbit hole of her favorite headspace. Oscar's words are just swimming around her, until the sound of the black clicking open pulls her back into reality.

He presses the flat part of the blade against her arm. The cold of the metal sends a shiver running down her spine.

Oscar is looking deep in the eyes, mapping out every emotion and physical reaction she's having to the sensation. "Color?"

"Green, very green, the brightest of greens-" Oscar shuts her up with a kiss to her temple. It's gentle and meaningful. Enough to turn her right into a blushing mess.

Oscar checks in frequently every time the blade moves. The masochist is jumping for joy when the tip barely rests against her shoulder blade. "Are you ready? Want me to mark you? Shall I make you bleed for me?"

"Please," She whines.

"Keep your eyes on me yeah? You say red and I stop."

She signals that she understands and would like to continue. Oscar traces the line he wants to make.

She hisses when the knife presses downwards. Oscar panics, but he watches her eyes roll back and knows to continue. "Eyes on me, love. I want to see how pretty you look."

The cold stinging sensation makes her whimper in pain and moan in ecstasy all at the same time. He's still talking to her. Voice still calm and gentle. He's watching her intently, tracking every shift until he's done.

He keeps a hand on her to let her know he's still present as he tucks the, now closed knife, safely onto the bedside table. Despite looking so composed to everyone else, she notices the small thing about Oscar's shift in demeanor. Like how his pupils are staring at her, just the slightest bit tinged with the desire tor take her in the next ten seconds.

He resists and makes sure she is ready for that first. "Color?"

She slurs through an ungodly number of praises and words resembling 'green'. Oscar basks in it. He sits and caresses her skin as he watches the cut to make sure he really did go light enough.

Small beads of red appear at the surface, but not enough that he's concerned with first aid at the Moment. He breathes a sigh of relief.

"Osc? Are you still green?"

Oscar softens again. "Yeah, I'm green, just taking in the sight and - happy I didn't stab you." He's breathless and panting. His jeans straining and her hands aching to get her hands on him.

There is so much love and kindness leading up to him finally getting inside of her. The towel underneath her shoulder catches the run-off red. It falls away with every thrust of his hips and rock of her body.

They hit the edge to quickly. Falling over it in white hot pleasure and moans of joy.

"You're such a good girl for me. You did such a good job." Oscar whispers in her ear as he wipes the cut with disinfectant.

Oscar carries her blissed out body to the bathroom and lets her look at the wound before bandaging it. A perfect heart now rests on the peak of her shoulder. Not massive, but enough to be seen without looking to close.

"I love it."

"Yeah? You ready to bandage it?"

"Do we have to?"

She doesn't get her way. Oscar bandages the heart and gets them cleaned up. Then it's water and snacks in bed.

"I never thought you'd be into it."

"I wasn't until Daniel brought it up."

Her entire being stills. Maybe even goes pale and Oscar looks at her in confused worry.

"I might have asked him for advice on how to ask you... about this."

Once again, his face softens. "You know you never have to be afraid of asking me." A gentle smile appears on his face. "I do think we'll have to thank him for this later."

"You're just going to inflate his ego."

"Maybe it's worth it if he keeps giving me advice." Oscar winks at her and smirks.

Yeah, maybe Daniel's pestering isn't to bad.

~~~~~

Oscar stands waiting for the drivers parade the next race weekend with all the other drivers. He's waiting patiently for his favorite rookie to come and join him.

Instead, he is once again jumping out of his skin because Danile is grabbing his shoulders from out of nowhere. "Could you not, like, scare me? Please?"

"But this is more fun! Certainly not as much fun as you had, I'm sure. I saw the scar." Daniel wiggles his eyebrows.

Oscar is blushing, he can feel it in his face. The words he wants to say are not coming out like he intends. "yep, I - um... thanks."

"Let me know if you need any other advice." Daniel smirks and claps him on the shoulder, Leaving Oscar a mess.

This is why I get teased; he thinks.

[tempestaurora]

exerpt from a post-my hero fic i gave up after writing two scenes:

“…Even now, those voices encourage me. If sparing a thought for someone else is the first step towards herodom, then on that day, everyone was a great hero.”

Bakugou placed down the last page of the manuscript, scowl creasing his features into familiar lines.

“That’s your ending?” he asked, eyes narrowed in on Izuku, sitting opposite him at his kitchen table. The mid-morning sun showed dust motes lazily floating in the air, Izuku’s dark hair glowing the faintest green. “Bit weak, don’t you think?”

“Wha—” Izuku’s eyes bugged out. “Weak? Do you really think so?”

Bakugou shrugged, leaning back in his chair. In the kitchen, he could hear Kirishima running the tap for the dishes (too long, always running the tap instead of filling up the bowl, hating the feeling of sticking his hands in the dirty water), and Kaminari and Sero arguing in the living room over a game of Mario Kart. Bakugou breathed in the sounds, growing ever more familiar the longer he lived with them, their rookie pay checks barely covering the rent.

“What are you even tying up?”

“Huh? I mean – me, Kacchan, I’ve tied up my story with One For All—”

“Yeah, but what else?” Bakugou knocked his knuckles against the stack of papers. He’d been reading Izuku’s book for the last week – a memoir as All Might’s heir, a long-awaited story since All Might was still hemming and hawing over writing his own tell-all book about his life. “What about you and Round Face?”

“What?”

“Or, hell – what about you and me? What about the fact that the story is unfinished?”

“Well, it’s a memoir, Kacchan. We do just keep living after it’s written.”

Bakugou waved a hand. “You spent so long talking about your useless crush on Cheeks, on our rivalry or friendship or whatever-the-fuck you want to call it—”

“—I prefer friendship—”

“—even on my desire to be number one. And you just… end it. You don’t even tell the reader what you’re doing now.”

Izuku’s face twisted. “Well that’s because I don’t know what I’m doing now. I know I’ve got the apprenticeship at the HPSC, but I don’t know if that’s what I want to be doing forever, and I don’t know if I should be finishing the story with, like, a resolution of being a badly paid assistant after having been briefly the strongest hero on the planet—”

“—Debatable—”

“And there’s nothing to say about Uraraka because nothing’s happened there—”

“—Which is your own fault—”

“—and I don’t know what I would say about any of this, us, and whatever mess we make of ourselves.” Izuku sighed, slumping back in the chair. It creaked, rocking onto the shorter leg. “Do you think the book is that bad?”

Bakugou was tempted by that age-old desire to knock Izuku down about fourteen pegs. He’d worked hard over the last few years, since Shigaraki and All For One and the League of Fucking Villains, to develop new habits and not fall back into old ones. It’s why he called him Izuku rather than Deku, why he allowed him into his apartment with only minimal complaining rather than exploding him the minute he knocked on the door. It’s why, when Izuku texted him and said he’d written a book and he wanted Bakugou to be the first one to read it, he didn’t laugh him out of the fucking country.

Bakugou took a deep breath, shoved away any disparaging comments, and said, “No, it’s not bad. It’s just not finished. You’re telling a story, yeah? That means you gotta tie up the endings.”

“And if the endings haven’t happened yet?”

“Then you gotta change the story.” Bakugou shrugged. “A memoir isn’t a normal story. It’s a narrative connected by a theme. You don’t need to talk about every person you’ve ever met, the reader doesn’t need to know about every little thing that happened – you gotta make sure the stories you’re telling are ones you can finish, and ones that matter.”

Izuku twisted his mouth into something like a smile, and Bakugou looked away. Izuku always had those big eyes, filled with way more emotions than Bakugou’s daily quota allowed.

Before Izuku had the chance to say anything else, Bakugou shoved over the manuscript and said, “Take out the dorm room competition, too. That was fucking stupid.”

[specialagentlokitty]

9th doctor x reader - snow time

I wanted to request a platonic Doctor who x reader with the 9th doctor, and maybe Rose and Jack if you could fit them in the background. I was thinking a fluffy fic where while on a winter planet Reader starts a snowball fight and its just fluffy winter shenanigans! - Anon💜

One thing the doctor noticed since travelling with you along with Rose was that you never asked to go anywhere specific.

You seemed pretty content with just the travelling, exploring and seeing new things.

Where as Rose was all over new planets and aliens and danger, you were the opposite.

You weren’t too bothered by the aliens, and you did everything he told you to when confronted with danger. But it was the planets themselves you seemed to love.

The plant life.

The animals.

The skies.

The seasons.

You loved them all.

“(Y/N)?”

You turned your attention to the time lord, giving him a small smile as you set your book aside, moving your legs so he could sit down.

“If you could go anywhere where would you go?” He asked you.

You hummed a little, shrugging your shoulders.

“Everywhere has its own beauty.”

“True, but any planet, what kind of planet would you like to see?”

“I really like snow.”

You beamed a little at him, picking your book up once more.

The doctor blinked, staring at you as an idea formulated in his mind. You never told him what planet you would go to.

But you did give him something to work off.

Running to the door, he looked around outside.

“Rose get in here!” He yelled.

She came rushing in and he slammed the door shut, rushing to the console.

“What’s wrong?” Rose asked.

“Nothing, we’re going somewhere.” He beamed.

While she asked him questions he refused to answer, you carried on reading your book, choosing to ignore the pair of them.

You didn’t bother to get up when the TARDIS stopped, but when the doctor threw your jacket at you, you finally stopped reading.

“What about it?” You asked.

“Put it on and come on!” He grinned.

You laughed slightly, standing up to pull your jacket on and you and Rose followed him to the door, sharing a look of confusion.

“Behold!”

The doctor threw the doors open.

“The planet made of snow!”

You gasped, immediately looking up to him.

“Is it safe?!”

“Absolutely!”

You ran out into the snow, listening to the crunching of the snow under your feet as you did.

You loved this.

The frostiness of your breath when you breathed out, the grey of the sky, the gentle falling of snowflakes all around, sitting softly on everything it touched.

You were too busy running around in the snow to notice anything else round you.

So when you all but ran into someone you yelped, falling into the snow.

“Well I’ve never seen you so hyper.”

“Hey captain.” You smiled.

Jack held his hands out to you, helping you back on to your feet.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you.” He winked.

You rolled your eyes, kicking some snow up at him.

“Doctor is by the TARDIS I think.”

He grinned and moved around you so he could go talk to the doctor.

You on the other hand occupied yourself with building a snowman.

It took some time, but when you were done you started looking for something else to do, absentmindedly making a snowball.

Turning to the TARDIS, you found the doctor with his back towards you, and you looked at your hand.

“You wouldn’t.” Rose said quietly.

“I absolutely would.”

You carefully moved forward, and when you were close enough you aimed and threw the ball of snow.

Everybody went quiet as it collided with the doctors head, exploding into smaller snowflakes once more.

“We’re really playing that game Huh?”

He turned round, picking up a some snow and making it into a ball.

You thought he was going to throw it at you, but instead he threw it backwards hitting Jack, making you and Rose laugh.

In returned Jack threw one back at the doctor, and it turned into an all out snowball fight.

It was you and the doctor against Rose and Jake, and luckily for the doctor you loved throwing snowballs.

It was a game full of laughed and taunting, and for once you could all relax, not having to worry about a single thing

[blametheeditor]

Voretober Day 31 | ...Believe

Voretober Prompt List

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If given the opportunity, would you take the chance to go to space and travel the stars? What if the person offering to take you was someone you trusted more than anyone else?

What if that person is no longer entirely human?

...what consequences would follow such a choice?

MENTIONS OF SOFT VORE

Content Warnings: Forced sedation. Soft, non-sexual vore (only mentions for now). Mentions of body horror. Mentions of experimenting on people. Mentions of death and murder, violence. Being trapped against one's will. Dehumanization. Abductions. Cursing. Darker themes/tone

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Fritz sits huddled in a corner of his cage, hugging his legs tightly against his chest, watching what was once a breathtaking view of Earth become too small to make out any distinct features. Soon, he won’t even be able to see the moon. And depending on how far away he gets, the planet itself might become too small to even see. 

Considering how he got here in the first place, he has a feeling not only will Earth completely disappear, but the sun won’t even be a star to find in the sky. 

With a shiver, the teenager manages to curl up even tighter, sending a fearful glance toward the door that sits on the opposite side of the room, dreading the moment it will open. The moment when he finally meets the creature that needs an entryway that stands taller than a skyscraper.

He has yet to actually meet his captures. Well, unless they’re something made of nothing but light, because that’s the last thing he remembers. Walking home well after dark, not exactly hurrying considering how late he stayed out, and then a bright blue light exploded around him. Kept him frozen in place, unable to scream for help as it seemed to crawl over him. From his shoes, up his legs, not missing a single inch as he felt lighter and lighter the further it traveled. 

When it finally reached his head and blinded him, Fritz felt weightless, as if he could fall through the light at any moment. And then he did, finally allowed to scream only for his feet to touch solid ground within seconds. 

He wasn’t prepared for the weight of his backpack, the sudden feeling of his books and papers almost appearing on his shoulders sending him crashing to the ground. Not onto sidewalk, though, onto metal. A cold, grey floor connected to bars spaced close enough together it would be impossible for him to slip through. 

Up until that point, he thought he was dreaming. That instead of leaving work later than he intended, he had fallen asleep in the break room. Was just having a rather horrible and vivid nightmare of being teleported. Because something like that isn’t possible, there’s no such thing as light taking him somewhere. 

But then he saw the room beyond the bars. At the dizzying cliff to his left, and a large expanse of a platform to his right. At the numerous objects next to something that looks like some kind of plate, except they’re all at least twice his size if not more. 

It’s the window that sealed it for him, that this isn’t a dream. He could never dream something so real as an almost distant view of Earth. Where he can only see a little bit of green, but the clouds and oceans are unmistakable. And hovering seemingly in midair was the moon, craters barely visible, nothing like the silver disk that lit his path home. 

Fritz was never afraid of being abducted by aliens, never thought he would ever have to worry about someone being able to take him into space. But here he is, trapped like an interesting specimen waiting to be examined. 

...what’s going to happen to him? 

Suddenly, a loud hissing sound makes Fritz jump, his eyes snapping away from the window and toward the door. When nothing happens, the teenager pushes himself as far into the corner as possible, going so still he doesn’t dare breathe as he tries to ignore his pounding heart.  

Does he know it’s hopeless to try and hide? That something coming into the room is most likely coming for him? Yes, but there has to be a chance he was forgotten. A slim one, but a chance, right? 

Slowly, the door slides open and into the wall. In its place stands a giant, with a shadow that stretches so far it almost touches the cage. And as its massive head lifts up from the tablet it holds, Fritz can feel it’s gaze. 

He wasn’t forgotten. 

It doesn’t move for a moment, standing in the doorway as it watches him. When there finally is movement, it’s only to raise a hand. And then it...waves? Wait, yes, that’s a wave! The creature is waving at him! 

Fritz’s terror melts into hope. Because someone who stole him with the intention to hurt him wouldn’t try to be friendly. 

Well...he might still be scared. Because even though someone’s trying to be nice, they’re still giant. He was still taken away from his home, and he doesn’t think the creature has the intention to just ask him questions before sending him back right where they found him. But they won’t hurt him, and that’s what matters. 

He can’t help the trembles, but he does slowly lift his own hand to give a small wave back, hoping it can be seen even though he’s still curled up in the corner. “H-Hi?” 

Pure yellow eyes that remind him a lot like a cat’s narrow as the giant creature lowers their hand. Then they start walking closer, and what little warmth was left is stolen as the cage starts to rattle in time with every step taken, the shadow slowly creeping across the room until it lands on him. 

Fritz’s chest tightens as he feels an overwhelming sense of panic. A giant is coming for him, and even if they might not want to hurt him, they’re still big. Still tower over him like he’s nothing more than a bug to crush. And there’s nowhere for him to go, nowhere he can run. He’s trapped. 

The creature suddenly stops, opening its mouth as it chitters, making the hair on the back of Fritz’s neck stand up. When he doesn’t respond and can only concentrate on breathing, it makes a quiet coo before making a deep and continuous rumble. 

It seems to shake the very air. After a moment of it seeming to purr at him without making any other motions to get closer, he relaxes slightly. “Um-m-m, can you tell me where I am?” 

The towering being doesn’t respond. Instead, it continues to rumble as it slowly walks closer. Gets bigger and bigger until Fritz feels like he’s no bigger than a spider. As insignificant as an ant. Yet those eyes never leave him, so he holds onto the fact that even though they’re big, they won’t hurt him. 

But then a hand with three fingers is reaching toward the cage. Removes the entire wall of bars directly across from him. Realizes what is about to happen next. 

“Wait,” he pleads as he desperately tries to get as far away from the open wall as possible. From the giant who without a doubt will crush him if they were to grab him. Feels blinding terror claw up his throat, making it impossible to breathe. “W-Wait.” 

His words aren’t understood as a hand reaches for him. He doesn’t know if the familiar sight of a human one would be any better, but it wouldn’t be by much. He’s still tiny in comparison. Still is going to be grabbed, and there is nothing he can do to stop it. 

A shriek escapes when a finger taller than he is touches his shoulder. Fritz tries to twist away, turns to leap out of reach only to be stopped by a second one. Within a second they’re winding around him. Pinning his arms to his side and keeping his legs tightly together. 

“N-No, please, let me go!” Fritz begs. 

Again, he isn’t heard as the hand pulls him outside the cage. Up into the air where a sickening drop that makes his stomach flip. Both the fear of falling and the stare from vertical pupils keeps him from squirming. 

It doesn’t stop purring, the noise a constant background as Fritz gasps from vertigo as he’s suddenly lowered back down to the platform. Starts to feel nauseous when he realizes it’s a table for the giant. One that’s at a perfect level for a second pair of arms to easily move the objects twice his size around with ease. 

When something reminiscent of a syringe is picked up, Fritz clenches his eyes shut as he’s lowered far too quickly toward the square plate in the center of it all. He flinches when his arms meet something so cold it almost burns, his eyes snapping open to see he’s being set on the plate. 

...no, not set, pinned. Forced to lie down as a palm flattens him to effortlessly stop his struggles from doing anything except make him more panicked because this can’t be real, this isn’t happening, he refuses to believe anything except for the fact nothing is going to hurt him. 

“Please, wait!” Fritz calls up to the massive being treating him as nothing more than a scared animal who doesn’t understand someone is just trying to help it. Except this doesn’t feel like help. It feels like something much more sinister. “W-What are you doing!” 

The creature doesn’t answer, only continues to purr as its only occupied hand moves out of sight. 

“No!” Fritz sobs as his cheek is pressed painfully to the frozen ground. Tries to sit up, kick, anything. But nothing works. He is completely at the mercy of a giant. “Stop, I don’t want this! I want to go home, please, don’t hurt me!” 

The only answer he’s given is darkness. 

[necromaniackat]

Cruel Summer

Chapter 15: A Summoning

Word Count: 3.2k

“I’m sorry you had to witness that,” you apologized as you two stood mere feet apart. Felix shrugged casually.

“Little sisters are gonna little sister,” he commented with a grin. You snorted a laugh and nodded in agreement. He appeared to be so amused by your reaction; his eyes crinkled in the corners as they stayed on you.

The pair of you stood awkwardly in the foyer, not saying anything to each other. You felt your body cringing from the awkwardness of the situation. Although Felix didn’t seem to get the memo since he stood confidently, smiling down at you.

You felt blush rush to your cheeks under his adoring gaze. One hand was rubbing the nape of your neck while the other had a nervous hold of the opposite arm. You couldn’t meet his gaze but you knew his eyes were so luscious in the morning light that flooded in through the windows.

“Anyways–” you were cut off when a hand found the side of your face and a pair of lips were firmly pressed against yours in a sweet but passionate kiss. You involuntarily closed your eyes with both hands raised in surprise. You were suddenly lost in that sea of greedy want. You wanted his lips on every inch of your skin. You wanted to be covered in his adoration.

He pulled away ever so slightly, resting his forehead against yours.

“I’ll see you tonight,” Felix said confidently. Breathlessly, you nodded in agreement. Felix pulled away from you, leaving the house. You stayed completely still, still mesmerized by what just happened. You weren’t expecting that. You expected he’d run for the hills, that this was just friends with benefits; maybe it is and he’s just comfortable around crazy. Either way, you were delighted that he was coming back tonight.

You paused in the foyer when you heard Felix’s car leave the driveway. You basked in the afterglow of last night and then that kiss. It left you speechless, literally. You couldn’t form coherent sentences, or even thoughts. When Felix touched you, the way he touched you, in your mind it was like galaxies exploding into existence. Your mind was filled with nothingness that is space but in your mind’s eye you saw the vibrant colors of galaxies and planets with diamonds creating stories sprinkled throughout. Your mind was filled with a symphony of the most transcending music you’ve ever heard. For the first time in your life, you felt truly alive. It both terrified you and thrilled you.

Felix touched parts of you that have never been touched before. His abundantly masculine aura made you feel safe enough to be vulnerable; but also vulnerable in a hunter/prey way. You felt threatened by his demeanor, the look in his eye made you feel so small and weak. But at the same time, he made you feel so safe, like you could drop the mast for just a moment to breathe. Felix let you explore those dark crevasses of your humanity and the philosophical dichotomies that come with it.

Felix’s physical touch was so gentle in the beginning; you were almost certain he wasn’t touching you at some points. You had to practically beg him to touch you. It was as though he was afraid of hurting you by mistake. Although, once he gained some confidence, he was a machine that hit every wonderful spot.

You were snapped back to reality at the sound of the kettle whistling from the kitchen. You blinked a few times, gathering yourself. You sighed softly before going back to the kitchen where your mum would undoubtedly be making herself and you some tea or coffee.

You sighed then carried on with your day, joining your mum in the kitchen. Sure enough, your mum was tidying up with a small white steaming mug of coffee in her hand. She piled last night’s dishes into the sink, turning on the hot water.

“Honestly, Evelyn, I don’t know what you’d do without me,” your mum tutted. You gave her a shy smile and shrugged.

“Crash and burn?” you offered lightheartedly. Your mum gave you a stern expression, signifying that now isn’t the time for lighthearted banter, no matter how well intentioned it is.

Your mum took a sip of her coffee before setting it down on the counter, turning her full attention to the sink full of dishes. Your mum has a habit of burying herself in work when she’s stressed; she’ll go on a cleaning marathon or become captain of the odd jobs team. You knew this helped her when she was stressed, but this wasn’t the typical stressful situation. She wasn’t doing this as a way to cope, she was servicing herself as a form of self-destruction. You’ve seen too many of your overachieving friends do this; they service themselves to the point of exhaustion as a way to gain social approval while also punishing themselves.

You couldn’t just stand by and watch your mum self-destruct like this.

“Mum stop,” you said. Your mum dramatically dropped the cutlery into the sink with a loud enough clatter to wake the dead. She turned to you with the famous mum glare of disapproval.

“Who’s Felix?” she snapped at you. Your brows knitted together as your arms crossed over your chest.

“Felix is the delivery boy,” you replied honestly.

“The delivery boy?” Your mum’s eyebrow cocked as she looked you up and down.

“Yeah, the delivery boy,” you repeated.

“And what was he doing here at half five in the morning?” You froze and your brain went blank.

“He came over last night to help me move some furniture upstairs. Both of us have insomnia and figured we could work through the night,” you explained a half truth. Your mum’s eyebrow lowered, telling you that she bought your story for now. This calmed your nerves a bit. Your mum isn’t ready to face the fact that you’re an adult with needs now. Clearly being too far away is too much for her, she doesn’t need to know what you and Felix were really up to last night.

“Were you two safe, at least?” Your blood ran ice cold as you stared wide eyed at your mum.

“Pardon?” you nervously uttered. Your mum sighed heavily and looked at you as though she’s already repeated herself numerous times.

“Were you guys safe?” she repeated. “–Moving the furniture; were you two safe moving all that heavy furniture?” she clarified once she saw your bewildered expression. You weren’t sure if your mum knew you and Felix slept together. Your mum was a very intuitive person; she knew things were amiss even before she got the confirmation. Her intuitiveness made it very difficult to be sneaky as a teen.

“Yeah, we were safe,” you replied once you realized you were just standing there staring at her. It was a flat out lie though; nothing about what you and Felix did was considered safe.

Your mum looked you over, examining you like a science project. You knew she was looking for any hints that you were lying. But you’ve gotten extremely good at falsifying your body language to say a completely different thing.

“Still Evelyn, I taught you better than this. Don’t leave dirty dishes to pile up in the sink, it’ll attract bugs,” mum commented as she picked up her coffee once again. You let out a sigh of relief, knowing you were safe from your mother’s judgmental eyes.

“Sorry mum,” you said in return.

“I know you’re a big girl who can do these things, Ev,” she hounded.

“I was gonna do the dishes; it’s not like I was gonna leave them there. I’m a procrastinator not a slob,” you defended coldly. You took a sip of your hot coffee and waked for your mum’s response.

“Here,” she uttered as she reached toward the counter behind you. A mug of steaming coffee appeared in her hand beside you. You took it from her and sighed contently. Your poor mum was so strung out on sleep deprivation and pure stress, you couldn’t help but feel bad.

You snorted when you watched your mum take a sip of her almost black coffee. The last thing your mum needed was an extra strong cuppa coffee. It’s like back in your school days; when you’d stay up all night studying then fuel your day with energy drinks to stay awake. Your mm used to scold you for doing that but it never really stopped you. Especially when you started working. You’d run on three hours of sleep, energy drinks, and a cuppa noodles. Unless it was payday then you’d go to SubWay to get nachos. Thankfully, your mum doesn’t know about your dietary habits.

You and your mum migrated to the kitchen table, still talking about how things have been going at the mansion. She was very curious about what you’ve been up to the last week. You told her that you didn’t start actually beginning the renovations until yesterday. You’ve been busy doing inventory and making contact with your dead uncle. But you left the last part out. You mum doesn’t need anymore reasons to hate you being here. And knowing that you’re communicating with the dead will definitely send her over the edge.

Although when the topic of Bex came up, your mum couldn’t sit still. She still hasn’t heard anything from Adam, who left for Amsterdam at around midnight last night. His flight was at three thirty.

You watched as your mum of up from the table and began pacing and ranting. She was so mind boggled; she couldn’t comprehend her girls going this far off the rails.

“You girls are the best thing to have happened to me. Your father and I did our best to raise you into an intelligent, well-mannered, responsible young lady. And then Adam and I did everything we could to make sure you and Rebecca stayed on a good path. And up until now you did, what happened? How did we get here?” Your mum rhetorically asked as she paced the kitchen with a cup of coffee nestled between her palms. You had the urge to make a smartass comment about how she coddled you and Bex, instead you took a sip of your coffee.

“It’s that Sophie Bex hangs out with who put this in her head,” your mum hypothesized, standing in the middle of the kitchen with a sour expression. You sighed, looking down into your coffee. You felt guilty for lying to your mum. You told her you hadn’t spoken to Bex since Tuesday, you spoke to her yesterday morning. She told you she wanted to go to Amsterdam, and even though you basically told her it was a stupid idea, you knew she was going to at least try to go. You knew she was going to be careless; you should’ve given your mum and Adam a heads-up about the situation. Your mum and Adam would’ve put an end to Bex’s communication with this older boy she went to meet.

You sighed mentally, closing your eyes tiredly.

“She went to meet a boy,” you finally said once the guilt became too much.

“What do you mean she went to meet a boy?!” Your mum exclaimed. You shrank into yourself under her harsh gaze. Your mum set her mug down as she stormed over to you.

“I talked to her yesterday morning,” you told her sheepishly.

“What did she say?” Your mum asked, she hovered around you. Her bright green eyes were wide with astonishment, fear and betrayal. You swallowed dryly as anxiety rattled your bones. The only time you’ve seen your mum get this look was when you and she were in the hospital waiting room after your dad was rushed in the day he died. There was no doubt she loved you and Bex, no one could tell anyone otherwise. Sometimes her parenting is questionable, but she always means well. So, seeing her like this put a pit in your stomach.

“She said she wanted to go to Amsterdam, that you guys said no. She told me she wanted to go to meet up with a guy at a festival,” you summarized yesterday’s conversation.

“But you just told me you last spoke to her on Tuesday,” your mum brought up, crossing her arms over her chest. She gave you the infamous mom death glare. The one where you feel so incredibly small under her stare.

“I forgot about it until now,” you said, which was only half a lie. You remembered you talked to her while making coffee for you two.

“Evelyn Elizabeth McKnight.” Your mum used your full name when she believed she caught you in a lie. And she did. You lied to her and got caught; now you must face the music.

You sighed heavily and bowed your head down.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lie to you,” you apologized honestly. Your blood ran cold when your mum began laughing. She started giggling hysterically before it turned into a wheezing laugh. She waved her hands at you, trying to push out words and phrases but it only came out as breathless wheezes.

You stared at her in horror. You’ve witnessed your mum “go off the rails” before, but never this far. You were convinced she had completely lost the plot.

“Mum,” you drew out in a gentle voice. You stood up from the chair, standing inches from your mum. Carefully, you reached out when your mum’s laughter turned to sobs. She fell into your arms, wrapping hers around your shoulders. You didn’t say anything, you merely held her and let her cry. You knew she didn’t need advice now; she was overwhelmed and exhausted. And she needed to get those emotions out somehow.

You only did what your mum and dad did with you when your emotions got too overwhelming; they let you cry and scream, but they were always there to comfort you. They understood that crying and screaming was your only coping mechanism growing up – when you got overwhelmed you were allowed to go to your room and blast music while you cried and screamed until you felt better. You were incredibly lucky to have parents who created a safe enough environment for you to be able to express your true emotions.

“Let's get you to bed – you need to sleep for a while,” you lulled as you carefully guided your mum from the kitchen with no resistance. Your mum's uncontrollable sobs were now sharp hiccups. You took your mum to your dad’s old bedroom – she always felt safe in here. Your mum swore there were eyes on her while in any and every room of the house, except your dad’s room.

You lovingly soothed her as you took her upstairs. Your mum has been up for God knows how long – completely worrying about her family to the point of a meltdown. She’s always worried about you and Bex; wondering if she did a good enough job with you two. Now she has to deal with Bex’s self-destructive rampage, as well as you being two and a half hours away from home delving into ancient history that should stay in the past. That’d be a lot for any mother to take.

Although, you’ve never seen her breakdown like this before. It was scary and deeply concerning to you. Your mum has always been an emotional person, but she’s never broken down like this in front of you before – not even when your dad died.

‘This must’ve been decades worth of worry coming out,’ you thought as you led her down the hallway. You were thankful you didn’t start your renovations with your dad’s room. You wanted to do something extra special for your dad’s room. He had big plans for the mansion – now you have bigger plans for it.

Gently you helped lay her down on the bed. She showed no signs of protest. You carefully slipped her shoes off as she got comfortable on the bed. Her sobs had died down into sniffles and small cries. It broke your heart to see your mum like this.

You sighed softly, brushing her bright blonde hair away from her face. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead; just like she’d do for you when you were a child. You wanted to reflect the loving gesture back to her as a way to tell her she did a good job, and that you’re there for her.

Your mum’s eyes began to flutter closed as tears stopped streaming down her face. You stroked her hair gingerly, remaining completely quiet as your mum drifted to sleep.

Once you were positive your mum was asleep, you sneakily made an exit out of the room. You closed the door behind you as gently as possible. The entire house was silent, excluding the grandfather clock in the foyer ticking away.

You sighed to yourself as you placed your palm against your forehead. It’s been a long night and morning. It was quarter after six in the morning and so much has already happened. You wanted to curl up in bed and sleep for a while, but you knew you had to sit by the phone and wait for Adam to make contact.

You let out another exasperated sigh then began to head for the stairs. But your ears perked up when you heard something out of the ordinary. It was a sound that didn’t belong. It sounded like wood dragging on wood. You paused for a moment to listen. Your heart was beating loudly in you ears as you stifled your breathing so you could listen for that sound again.

All the blood in your veins ran icy cold when the sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the master bedroom. It sounded like someone walking around. But the only people at the mansion were you and your mum. There should be no reason for there to be footsteps.

“Felix?!” You called out in hopes it was Felix who came back for something. Silence.

Without second thought, you swiftly charged down the hallway and into the master bedroom, hoping to catch whatever was making that noise. But when you turned the corner, you were met with an empty room. No one was there. There was no evidence of anyone being in there.

Your brows drew together quizzically. You knew you heard someone walking around. Where the Hell are they? Where did they go?

You marched over to the windows, pulling at them but they were locked just like you thought. Plus, the second floor is a solid six meters from the ground. Nobody was going to jump out the window and risk breaking their legs.

Confusedly, you glanced around the room. You found your hands had balled up into fists, ready to swing at anyone who might be intruding. Adrenaline pumped through your veins but there was no threat to be found. And that bothered you deeply. You knew what you heard. You’re not going crazy.

All the hair rose up on the back of your neck as a shiver screamed up your spine. You felt eyes on you, but you were alone in the room… –or so you thought.

“Brahms” His name came out as a shaky sigh. “–Are you here?”

Knock, knock.

[doodlemcnoodlee]

I wrote this instead of sleeping but here’s another angsty story to feed on <3

~The death of a red Giant~

It was the end. By now all the other planets had been swallowed up by the red giant ready to explode at any moment, Uranus was the only one left in the solar system after Neptune drifted away to who knows where, a part of Uranus is glad that his cousin wouldn’t have to die such a painful death like the rest of them, like poor mercury who’s death was long and drawn out, the only thing he was able to do was scream from his body burning apart from the star he once’s loved, his scream could be heard from across the solar system, giving everyone a insight on their up coming doom, at lest Mercury had other planets around to comfort him while he died, Uranus wasn’t so lucky, he was now the last planet in the solar system, the last to carry its memory of those who once live there, Neptune was still alive, he thinks at lest but Neptune doesn’t remember the countless wars they’ve been through together he hardly remember his own names on the good days, that were fair and few between during the end.

Neptune always told him he focused to much on the bad things in his life, but now Uranus has the opposite problem, the past was his only distraction from his upcoming doom, as the sun grows hotter every orbit, his once iced surface was now reduced to nothing but water even if most of it was absorbed by the sun, and soon he will be nothing, only a planet that once’s lived in a now forgotten solar system forgotten by history as his body is reused to make new planets that will never know he existed, that’s how it works after all, Uranus wish he knew the past lives of the space dust he was created from, he wish he could carry on the memories of those who came before him, but they were forgotten by history with no proof, they ever existed beside they dust they leave behind and soon Uranus will join them, he didn’t want to be forgotten, no one dose but you can’t decide you will be remembered and who will not.

Uranus could only hope in his dying breath that maybe Neptune does remember him even if it’s in a passing thought, so his memory could be passed on, so someone would remember him, no matter how hopeless the thought might be, it’s not like anyone is left to care about him, their is nothing to care about, maybe they would about earth, the only planet who had living beings on its surface, that’ll be a spectacle for all eternity, it’s a amazing feet and extremely rare compared to Uranus, he is just like all others, another ice giant who’s about to die. There is nothing cool or interesting to talk about, his not even worth remembering by those who did know him, after all he was just an ice giant.

Uranus could feel his core begin to melt as the sun grew closer, it’s about to die a fantastical death,with bright colours and explosions for those around it, but for those caught in its cross fires it’s a slow and painful death that draws out for years on end, for the planet who used to orbit the star have to see their friends die one by one as the star slowly devours them. Uranus is not looking forward to his turn, the scream of his friends still ring in his ears when he tries to sleep, a part of him wishes he could be like Sun, fast asleep unaware of the destruction of the solar system that he used to hold so dearly, Uranus doesn’t blame him though, it most be hard knowing your the cause of your planets deaths, with no way to stop it, all you can do it wait until your time comes too, but the process is long. Uranus could feel the heat burning up his surface, his time has come, and now all Uranus can do is close his eyes and hope there’s something on the other side to look forward too

Part two

[felikatze]

ok now that we've yapped we wanna know do you have any sonic hcs you wanna share. or aus. or aus for other stuf.....f.. <deeply curious

um um um you get. me talking about metal sonic. for very long.

the main sonic AU thing i have slow boiling up there is like. robian metal sonic theory except he gets deroboticized by accident except he's still 12 yrs old because robots dont age. and now he has to deal with a) being flesh and blood again b) being twelve years old. i rotate it in my mind with my sibling because metal sonic has become blorbo incredibly fast somehow and i blame Complex Inquiries on ao3 which is SO GOOD. also this fic it's evil. and basically my AU thing was lowkey spawned in opposition to it (AFFECTIONATE) because . stares at the sky. man.

gets a bit embarrassed gushing about it but proceeds anyway. ahem. (clears throat.) basically metal just slams head first into the roboticizor on little planet and the only person who witnessed this is sonic, but metal, having just had a Major Fucking Revelation (he did not know he's actually sonic from an alternate timeline) just Bolts and everyone who meets him just goes "hey why is classic sonic so sad. also why did he bite me. also why is he here." because considering generations and forces, why WOULDNT they assume he's classic sonic, right, and this just kinda pisses him off worse. because now he's being delegated not to "the sonic copy" but to "the baby sonic" so pick your poison honestly.

in my mind's eye he DOES look exactly like classic but like. more unkempt. gloves are torn so he can claw at people. (there's a whole dilemma about how he'd view his robot form as "superior" because a) it's actually faster (thanks to upgrades) than he is now as a 12yr old b) claws and lasers are simply cool c) customizable. (i love transfem metal sonic and HONESTLY honestly. if i play the long con that IS where this Au can end up. but only with a very careful long con and character development.)

so you have sonic, who is deeply confused because he ALSO doesn't know metal's backstory and just thinks metal got turned into a flesh and blood child somehow and man he has GOT to get that guy like a bath and some good chili dogs, everybody else wildly concerned why classic just blew up a town, and metal just exploding internally at all times.

very fond of the "classic is mute" hc also (tho i think that's just Game Canon thanks to generations) so metal also struggles to communicate a lot since robot hands werent actually dexterous enough to do sign properly and now he's suuuper rusty, as is everybody else who knew sonic back then, because they haven't needed to use sign for years.

i think at some point also metal just goes back to eggman. hey fucker turn me back into a robot i need to kill sonic absolutely right now. now the REAL kicker is eggman didn't even know metal's backstory, because the roboticizor is a design he just reconstructed from his future self back then, decided he wasnt gonna bother with something SOMEONE ELSE came up with, and then promptly forgot about it. so eggman is also confused. what do you MEAN you're metal sonic. what the fuck. ok i guess you can have some gauntlets and a jetpack go fuck shit up.

i dont have plot beyond this i simply like to spin it.

I also keep thinking abt What Continuity this would be set in because i fucking LOVE metal in idw i love his hesitation and his Choice to reject sonic's outstretched hand and go back to eggman and i ADORE his whole bit with Belle where she wants to save him and.

but there's also a lot of potential in Sage being Dad's Favorite when metal is very much eggman's special boy in idw. like Sage & Belle both have such unique perspectives about them but they don't exist alongside each other and metal has a different relationship w eggman compared between idw and the games that i can't decide which is more narratively interesting to pursue because "ok maybe you started warming up to your creator after the whole betrayal bit and a huge chunk of that does turn out to not just be programming but your own volition, and now when you were in trouble you turned back to him again, this time with No Shot of it having been programming, but now you get to remember that he's actually nothing to you and stole your future and committed the greatest possible atrocity against you" is. is a Bit for sure.

but also compared to "you hate him so fucking bad you need him dead but you need sonic dead even worse so you have no choice but to team up with him and are forced to reckon that he CAN be kind, he can be kind to someone who was the age you were once, but the version of him back then wasn't. she made him kinder but you weren't enough so you just get to suffer."

it's both. it's both so good man i can't pick.

like metal definitely also just tries to blow up the world super sonic style 100%. and has to be talked down into at least accepting what happened so he can even begin to process it. and accept that the Sonic he Used To Be has been dead and gone for years. ego death has already occured. he's already been someone else for ages and it's about time she saw that at least.

which is of course where i can bring the transfem angle in as metal is forced to redefine herself and come to terms with her continued existence. yippie yay.

anyways yeah. metal sonic. i love her.

[mids-stupid-shit]

Anyways, here's Chrono

Lore and shit below read more

Because I saw @tortoisenottortoises oc Cursor which gave me the idea to make an antagonist/rival based off Hit from DBS

Front and back view for art references

This is the stance! ⬇️

His time-skip punch

ZA WARUDO

Biography:

He comes from the same future as Silver, but he's not conventionally a time traveler. Chrono is the name he was given after he joined a program that he was told of as he was walking home. The person that told him that took him what turned out to be the base for the New Eggman Empire. They tied him down and put him to sleep before turning him into a cold, near emotionless machine. His chest was completely armored and in the spot where his heart should be was the Eye of Chronus, a powerful gemstone that Eggman's lackeys found and used Chrono to test it. Needless to say, it worked perfectly. After weeks of testing and training with the eye, Chrono's "caretakers" sent him out for a test run of beating up and capturing resistance members, and he exceeded expectations and quickly helped the New Eggman Empire (NEE) gain control of the world in no-time. It was only tricky when he encountered Silver on one of his missions where he was truly giving it his all. Silver then sent out a psychokinetic blade which damaged his jacket, which in seconds awakened something in him, a locked away memory of sorts. His eyes darkened as he slowly approached Silver with a menacing aura. Before Silver could throw another attack, Chrono would counter by hitting him around, before he received a call from his base, immediately quitting and teleporting away. He was being treated at the base of the New Eggman Empire, and as they were tinkering with his robot parts, one of them tried fixing his jacket, on which Chrono was laser focused on. For some reason, the jacket was the one thing that he remembered loving. He doesn't quite remember what it was, but he remembers that he loved it. One day, he was tasked with retrieving an ancient artefact but before he could get there, he was stopped in his tracks by Silver. Silver had no idea what he was doing out here, but given his last encounter, knew it wasn't good. The two engaged in a fight, slowly moving closer to the location of the artefact Chrono was looking for. As The cheetah stopped time for five seconds, he felt like he almost saw Silver moving for a little, showing an emotion of raw shock on his face as he ran towards the device with the future hedgehog in pursuit. The two fought in a big room, and from the sheer energy being let out from their battle, the artefact seemed to have exploded, making both Silver and Chrono disappear. The Empire tried contacting the time skipper but to no success. The next minute, Both Chrono and Silver woke up in the present, on completely opposite sides of the planet. Silver knew he'd somehow end up back here, knowing full well he needs to help Sonic and Co. While Chrono remembered next to nothing. Not his past, not his time with the Empire, he was just lost and alone. Just his name and his affection for his jacket. He now walks along the planet, trying to recover his memories and eventually a way back home.

I have two songs to thank for helping me make him, those being Time In A Bottle and Me Time

[silly-little-murder-drones]

Talking abt my MD OCs cuz I can

Tori is a worker drone, living on a completely different planet, in a different colony than Uzi and is similar to her in some ways, but for the most part is completely the opposite of her. Tori is loud, purposefully annoying, very ‘in your face!’ and very ‘cringe’. She’s a scene girl and fully embraces that culture with the way she dresses, the way her room is decorated and with her taste in music. She enjoys blasting loud and bass heavy music, the type of stuff you’d hear at a rave. Due to this, she has very little, if any friends. She doesn’t seem to mind it though, as she doesn’t enjoy the company of her fellow Workers all that much. She does interact with them, in the odd ways she does, and has dated a few folks (though they never last long). Her interests, however, lie in something completely different once they started showing up. The so called ‘Murder Drones’. Tori has an unhealthy obsession with them, constantly sneaking out of the colony stronghold to witness them upon the planet’s surface. The way they look, dress, act and especially kill, all absolutely fascinate her. This fact makes her even more creepy to the other Workers, who have a rightful fear of the creatures that have descended to wipe them all out, though she totally could care less. She’ll watch them from a distance, studying their behaviors and sketch them in a small sketchbook she brings with her on these excursions. She knows that if she were to get even an inch close to them, she would be torn apart, but the thought of such is exciting, thrilling even, to her. She wishes she could spend just a bit of time with them, talking to them and even maybe befriend one. Though, with how aggressive many of them seem to be, in particular one extremely large and terrifying one, it doesn’t seem all that likely she’ll get the chance…but maybe someday.

Serial Designation “D”, or just D for short, is a defective Disassembly Drone. Something had gone wrong during his manufacturing and he ended up much longer and taller than all other Disassembly Drones, along with being unable to change his shredding claws to normal hands or any other weapon at all. His nanites are somehow a lot more potent as well, causing rapid dissolving of the chassis upon being injected. Due to his height, he’s unable to stand up completely straight. He will always slouch forward, drag his claws across the ground as he walks, though he prefers to run on all fours due to this. He’s able to reach insane speeds extremely quickly due to this. The other part that makes him defective, arguably the most damaging part for if he didn’t have this problem he would be an extremely effective Disassembly Drone, is that he cannot distinguish from Worker to fellow Disassembly Drone. Which leads him to attacking, killing and devouring both. And so, because of this error in his code, he was deemed too much of a liability to keep in the assembly. So he was placed into a landing pod with coordinates set to a planet uninhabited by any Disassembly Drones, but did have a Worker colony on it, and the pod set to explode upon impact on the planet’s surface. The intent was to destroy him completely in the explosion, but turns out he was just a little too durable and survived the crash. He began to prey and feed upon the Worker drones of the local colony, managing to crawl his way into the stronghold’s walls and attacking from the inside. Back at HQ, JCJ assumed their plan to destroy D had succeeded, and so began sending functional Disassembly Drones to the planet he had been sent to, unknowing of the fact he still survives, thrives and is now able to feast upon not just Worker flesh, but that of his fellow Drones as well. With an interesting side effect to consuming specifically Disassembly Drone oil and flesh. D grows stronger and even more durable with every D-Drone he consumes, as well as mutating more body parts of which he can retract at will. This includes arms, legs, extra tails with more powerful and durable nanite injectors, extra set of wings which allows for more precise flight and more. The more he eats, the more he mutates.

At this point, you’d be thinking ‘wow, this guy is a little OP isn’t he? Damn what a Gary Stu!’ And yeah maybe you’re right. Maybe he is a little too overpowered. But he does have weaknesses, main one being he is not very bright. Whether it’s also part of his defective coding, or some odd nerfing of his intelligence, the more he consumes, the dumber he gets. To the point he sometimes devolves into a simple animalistic mindset. He’s also easy to baffle and stun, if confronted with something as large as he is or something odd, his programming will take a while to process what he’s dealing with, allowing time for escape or for an attack. His lack of intelligence makes someone like N look like an absolute genius.

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Solar Opposites: Mighty Solars The Movie Ch. 12

Meanwhile, on the Silver Cop planet, Maverick was checking on Earth. Until he saw the video of the Mighty Solars that made him growl.

Maverick: I thought we got rid of them! presses an announcement microphone Bullet, Zelda, Loo-Loo, Aqua! Come!

Bullet, Zelda, Loo-Loo, and Aqua enter.

Zelda: Yes sir?

Maverick: Those Earthlings are still alive!

Bullet: What?! Where are they?!

Maverick: Earth-4!

Maverick shows the location as they give corrupted Silver Cops growl and prepares to take off.

Maverick: This time… these earthlings are ours!

Loo-Loo: Time to kick ass!

Meanwhile, Louise is making cakes. Until suddenly, he hears the Silver Bullets from the communicators. Evil Terry sees her and watches her while Dr. Weatherstone approaches her.

Zelda:*communicator Everyone knows the plan? Right?

Aqua: Yeah. We destroy everyone.

Louise: What?

Louise picks up the telephone and gasp as he listens closely with Trevor and Weatherstone.

Maverick: communicator Good. Make sure no one stands in our way. And if the Mighty Solars come, wipe them out.

Zelda: Yes, sir.

Louise drops the communicator as Evil Terry comes in.

Evil Terry: What’s going on?

Alice comes in in her normal formal clothes.

Alice: What’s the problem? What did I miss?

Louise: The Silver Cops are after the Mighty Solars!

Evil Terry: What? You mean the corrupted force from outer space? We gotta stop them.

Alice: Huh?

Dr. Weatherstone: But how?

Suddenly, the new human members of the Mighty Solars show up.

Evil Terry: Whoa.

Principal Cooke/???: Need our help?

Later at school, Human Yumyulack, Human Jesse and Sonya were about to head home until, they heard a crash.

Human Yumyulack: Holy shit. What was that?

Sonya: I don’t know. But this sounds like trouble?

Human Jesse: Come siblings! We got work to do! Stacy G! Mark! Come with us!

Mark Melner: Okay!

Stacy G: comes in gasping in joy M’lady! It is my honor! salutes

Human Jesse giggles. The three siblings head to the restroom. Yumyulack and Jesse turn back into their normal Shlorpian selves and the three sibkings turn into their Mighty Solars forms and flies off while carrying Mark and Stacy G. Meanwhile, Nova is eating a takeout until she sees the news.

New Reporter: Without police to stop the Silver Cops after being molded by platinum silver, we are begging you, Mighty Solars! Where are you?!

Nova looks at her glasses and puts them on as she transforms into her super suit and flies off. Later, Bullet and Loo-Loo are at an abandoned warehouse, until Randall, Kevin, Darcy, Jamie and Sherbet arrives with Alice.

Randall/???: Hey!

Bullet and Loo-Loo turns around and sees the quartet with Alice.

Bullet: Who the fuck are you guys?!

Jamie/???: Call me Firewall! lits up

Firewall does his own super hero pose as he hits Loo-Loo with fire. Loo-Loo laughs crazy as she speeds up to him, only to be shot by Darcy’s star powers.

Darcy/???: Sonar Woman is lighting up the stars!

Sonar Woman does her own pose and throws Loo-Loo to Kevin, who now goes by Balanight and throws her to her wall as canisters fall on her as she screams. Miss Frankie uses her claws to attack Loo-Loo.

Loo-Loo: Got you- gets stabbed and bleed to death by Miss Frankie’s claws and thrown to the canisters as the canisters explodes on her corpse

Bullet: LOO-LOO!

Bullet roars in fury, only for a pair of jellybeans to throw on them as they exploded thanks to Sherbet.

Sherbet/???: You have tasted the sweetest wrath of… Fizziepop!

Fizziepop does her own superhero pose. Bullet growls and tries to harm her, only be thrown by Nova after she bust in here.

Sherbet/Fizziepop: Nova?

Nova/???: Hey Sherbet! Stay away from her!

Bullet: Why you?!

Nova attacks Bullet. Then, Nova grabs Bullet and throws him, then Bullet gets sucker punched by Randall, who creates a black hole tornado that twirls Bullet around as he screams. Then Bullet falls to the ground as he growls at Randall.

Randall/???: Taste the black magic of… Blackhole!

Bullet charges at Blackhole, causing Blackhole to let out a girly scream

Janice: offscreen RANDALL!

Bullet turns and sees Janice as Blackhole looks lovingly at her while romantic music plays on the background.

Randall/Blackhole: to himself quietly I think I’m in love…

Bullet: What you gonna hurt me?! charges at Janice

Janice shrieks but then suddenly teleports as Bullet misses her.

Janice: Woah…

Bullet: What?! How?!

Janice feels confident and lets her hair down. Janice then teleports again and punches Bullet in the face while Blackhole makes another black hole.

Bullet: What the fuck?

Blackhole blushes at Janice with her hair down. The Blackhole opens a pile of arrows that stabbed Bullet’s legs as he falls to the ground.

Nova/???: Give it up Bullet! You can���t win!

Bullet: I am never going back to prison! If I am going down… YOU’RE COMING WITH ME!

Bullet stomps his foot as the building falls to the ground but then a boulder falls and it crushes Bullet to death as he screams.

Randall/Blackhole: Let’s get the fuck outta here guys!

Firewall, Sonar Woman, Balanight Blackhole, Fizziepop, Miss Frankie Nova and Janice escape the building as it collapse. Sherbet then hugs Nova.

Sherbet/Fizziepop: Thanks for coming for me Nova. If I had a family with a super powered mom, that would be amazing.

Nova grows concern as Fizziepop flies to meet up with the others.

Nova/???: What does Sherbet mean by if she has a family!

Darcy/Sonar Woman: Oh she’s an orphan.

Nova/???: Orphan?!

The scene then cuts to Vil-Gil-An-T, Fung-irl, Nighthowler, Cooke, Ms. Perez and Mia meeting up with Trevor, Louise and Alice. The two hooded figures watch from behind.

Jesse/Fung-irl: Where’s Evil Terry? I thought he was with you guys.

Principal Cooke/???: He and Dr. Weatherstone are on their way to stop Bullet!

Ms. Perez/???: Right now, let’s focus on-

Then suddenly, Zelda and Aqua appear as they stomp on the ground. Pupa heard the commotion and transforms into Mighty Pupa as he flies over to help his siblings and friends. Meanwhile, Korvo is busy fixing something until he starts coughing.

Korvo: coughing

Terry: Korvy? What’s wrong?

Korvo suddenly coughs out blood.

Terry: Oh no. You should rest honey. Korvo nods I’m sure the kids will figure out what’s wrong.

Korvo keeps coughing. Black Mirror sees him and grows amazed. She then flies off while “Don’t Tell Me” from Disturbed ft. Ann Willis plays in the background.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Perfect timing.

Black Mirror sees a witch’s tent and flies in and sees Marissa.

Marissa: To what thy owe the honor of this visit?

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: I need a potion.

Marissa: What’s the occasion?

Black Mirror chuckles evilly.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Do you have one based on Mundanes?

Marisa gasp.

Marisa: Why yes? Which kind?

Black Mirror chuckles evilly.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Let’s just say…. Mega.

We then cut to Evil Terry and Dr. Weatherstone.

Dr. Weatherstone/???: See him?

The camera then shows Weatherstone suddenly in her own suit.

Evil Terry: Don’t worry. Not yet. But eventually.

Dr. Weatherstone smiles making Evil Terry blush.

Dr. Weatherstone/???: Thanks for me saving me…

Evil Terry: Anytime, beautiful.

Dr. Weatherstone blushes. The scene then cuts to Zelda and Aqua getting ready to fight with Vil-Gil-An-T, Fung-irl, Nighthowler, Cooke, Ms. Perez and Mia. Alice looks back n forth nervously while Trevor and Louise watches in worry.

Zelda: Prepare to die!

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: In your dreams! Cooke?!

Principal Cooke/???: On it and call me Trailblazer!

Trailblazer does his own pose as he blazed and punches Aqua.

Ms. Perez/???: Alright! My turn!

Mia/???: watches as Perez flies off to help Trailblazer I am so in love…

Ms. Perez uses her fire powers but Aqua evaporates the blast with her water powers as she snarls.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Eat this!

Vil-Gil-An-T uses his laser eyes as Zelda leaps up and uses her powers. Luckily, and suddenly, Nighthowler’s arm starts glowing digitally and cyber as her arms suddenly stretch and she grabs her brother and puts him down after the fireballs miss.

Zelda: You think that can stop me? You’re pathetic. And your family is pathetic.

Sonya/Nighthowler: gasp in joy Guys! I have elasticity in my arms!

Jesse/Fung/irl: Great job sis’ now let’s take care of this pest!

Mighty Pupa flies down meets up with his siblings. The hooded figures watches form behind.

??? #2: Is that…Yumyulack?

The hooded figure gasp as she looks at Vil-Gil-An-T. Then, she looks at Fung-irl, Nighthowler and Mighty Pupa.

??? #1: I got this. Stay here.

??? #2: Okay.

The hooded figure walks up to them and removes their hood to reveal… But then she got hit by Aqua before she could reveal herself. Mia gasp and uses her x-ray and gets out a bazooka as she fires a middle at it.

Aqua: Grrr! You bitch!

Mia/???: Let’s just say. I’m a Navigator!

Zelda: You’ll never defeat the Silver Cops!

Navigator does her own pose and Ms. Perez meets up with her with Trailblazer.

Ms. Perez/???: Looking good!

Mia/Navigator: blushes Thanks. Take it from here… Core Burn!

Aqua: Wait. Who is Core Burn?

Ms. Perez/Core Burn: Me!

Core Burn does her own super hero pose as she blast Aqua with her powers. Alice and Trevor gets excited, but then Trevor sees a green glow next to him.

Trevor: Wow. You’re glowing.

It turns out be from Louise.

Louise: Thank you.

Trevor: No no no! Louise! You are really glowing! You’re green!

Louise looks around her body and gasp. She then suddenly starts growing a bit bigger and muscular as her skin suddenly became green magma lava.

Louise: Oh no… grows a little as her clothes make a tear with a suit underneath it Trevor?

As Louise finishes growing a bit bigger and muscular, her clothes tear up and it becomes a suit. Alice gasps.

Trevor: What’s going on?! What’s happening?

Louise/???: I think I’m turning into a lava lamp!

Suddenly, Louise shoots green lava at Zelda who ducks. Then suddenly, Alice screams and accidentally shoots a red electric arachnid web that ends up tying up Aqua.

Alice: What the hell?

Zelda growls and punches Vil-Gil-An-T to the ground. Mark and Stacy G gasp while peeking through the wall.

Mark: Yumyulack!

Jesse/Fung-irl: Bro!

Pupa/Mighty Pupa and Sonya/Nighthowler: Yumyulack!

Vil-Gil-An-T growls as he stands up.

Zelda: Got you now, Qausarblast Jr.!

Zelda grabs Vil-Gil-An-T by the throat as he grunts.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Let! Me! GO!

Zelda: laughs evilly This fight is cute and all, but it’s time to die, just like the rest of them!

Fung-irl tries to save her brother but gets grabbed by Aqua.

Jesse/Fung-irl: Yumyulack!

Aqua: Shut it, you brat!

The hooded figure gasp as her eyes glow icy pink and the hood tears apart into pieces in a bright icy pink light. Then suddenly, just before Zelda could finish her off, a huge black muscular hand with icy pink tips on the finger tips punches her in the face as she lets go of Vil-Gil-An-T.

Sonya/Nighthowler: Whoa!

Pupa/Mighty Pupa: Oooh!

Vil-Gil-An-T then falls into someone’s arms and gasp upon seeing something unbelievable. Vil-Gil-An-T turns around to see…

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Aunt Janiz?

Jesse/Fung-irl, Pupa/Mighty Pupa and Sonya/Nighthowler: gasp

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Hey, kiddo? Miss me?

The other heroes came and gasp once they see something shocking while the second hooded figure removes her hood and reveals herself to be Kimber. To their suprise, Janiz is a Super Shlorpian, but bigger, muscular and black.

Ms. Perez/Core Burn: Who is this woman?

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: She’s my aunt.

The Others: WHAT?!

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Sorry I was late honey.

Sonya/Nighthowler: Who’s this woman?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: pointing to Sonya Who’s that little girl?

Jesse/Fung-irl: Oh that’s our new human sister. Sonya.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Well, hey there, little lady.

Sonya/Nighthowler: giggles I never had an aunt before!

Super Shlorpian Janiz: And I never had a human niece before! gasp upon seeing Fung-irl and Mighty Pupa Oh my god! My beautiful niece and baby nephew! hugs them So nice to finally meet you!

Pupa/Mighty Pupa: Auntie!

Jesse/Fung-irl: squeals in joy I always wanted an aunt! hugs Super Shlorpian Janiz So nice to meet you!

They then hear Zelda groaning as she gets up.

Zelda: Ugh! Seriously, how many of you guys do I have to fight?!

Vil-Gil-An-T chuckles.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Oh, I’m the only one who matters. You see, you mess with my nieces and nephews and now… I am going to fuck you!

Everyone stared with blank faces with crickets chirping in the background.

Miss Frankie/???: Huh?

Alice: Well this got interesting.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Uh, it’s actually fuck you up, Aunt Janiz.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Oops. Sorry honey. kiss Vil-Gil-An-T on the forehead

Zelda growls as she and Super Shlorpian Janiz starts fighting.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: laughs as she misses a fireball Miss me?! laughs as she fires her icy breath at Zelda Over here! flies up as Zelda growls; mimics foghorn noise Catch me if you can!

Jesse/Fung-irl: Wow! How cool is our aunt?!

Miss Frankie/???: Mega cool!

Super Shlorpian Janiz grabs Zelda as she struggles to break free.

Zelda: Grrr! You ice breathing motherfucker!

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Think fast!

Zelda snaps and fires down there as the kids fall. Luckily, Super Shlorpian Janiz caught them right on time.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: I got you kids.

Stacy G sits up from the blast, only to get a spike on her arm. Luckily, Stacy G took it out but suddenly, her arms starts turning into a body armor with spikes on them. Back with the kids and Janiz, they gasp upon seeing Zelda.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Aunt Janiz! Look out!

Super Shlorpian Janiz gasp. But then suddenly, Vil-Gil-An-T’s eyes starts glowing purple.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Yumyulack?

Sonya/Nighthowler: Are you okay bro?

Vil-Gil-An-T’s skin then turns black as he grows bigger and muscular as his horns and wings appear. His suit tears up as he roars and fires his ice breath at Zelda who falls down. Vil-Gil-An-T is now a Super Shlorpian.

Jesse/Fung-irl: gasp

Pupa/Mighty Pupa: Yumyulack!

Sonya/Nighthowler: Do something! Help Auntie Janiz! Our brother has turn into a monster! You have to help?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Hey hey hey! It’s okay it’s first time! It runs in the family!

Jesse/Fung-irl: We know that! But how can we seal it away?!

Super Shlorpian Janiz: You can't! It's a life source. WIthout it, he'll die.

Jesse/Fung-irl, Sonya/Nighthowler and Pupa/Mighty Pupa: What?!

The aunt and nieces and nephews landed where Zelda struggles to get up.

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: You come at me… and my family… don’t forget! punches Zelda numerous times You’re in my house!

Zelda gets knocked out. Super Shlorpian Yumyulack breathes in and out as Super Shlorpian Janiz calms him down. Then, Louise approaches her friends and daughter.

Stacy G: Mom?

Louise/???: Hey sweetie.

Ms. Perez/Core Burn: Damn Louise, what happened to you?

Louise/???: Don’t ask.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: How does mercy taste you little bitch?

Zelda: No. You don’t get to fucking end this. I’m a fucking silver cop! I’m the fucking silver bullet and y-you’re some fucking demon or something! We started everything on the Silver Cops. All of alien-kind came from these fucking nuts! You all should be facing mercy from us, you Disgraceful! Disgusting! Fucking! Losers!

Suddenly, some neon magenta spikes pop out of Zelda’s intensities as she screams.

Jesse/Fung-irl: Whoa!

Miss Frankie/???: Uh, you got something sticking out of your… your thing there.

Zelda falls as she finally dies and the spikes revealed to be from Stacy G.

Jesse/Fung-irl: Stacy G?!

Stacy G looks around and then her whole body becomes a body armor.

Stacy G: Wow!

Louise/???: Oh my God… honey! I am so so… proud of you! Come here! hugs Stacy G, who laughs

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Looking good, girl!

Aqua: NOOOOOOOOO! Zelda! Zelda! Stay with me, Zelda! Zelda!

Mia/Navigator: It’s over…

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Now take your little friends distorted AND GO HOME! normal voice Please.

Aqua: All Silver Cops! Fall back!

But, just before Aqua could escape, a huge H20 water plasma hand appears and grabs her as she falls to the ground. Then, a huge bell falls on Aqua who gasp and it crushes her. The others turn around and sees Trevor, now a walking water plasma. In his own superhero suit.

Trevor/???: Guys look! I’m a walking ball of water!

Louise/???: Trevor?

Trevor/???: What do you think baby?

Louise/???: smiles My hero…

Louise and Trevor kiss. Then, suddenly a magenta glow appears as it reveals to be Stacy G, now in her own suit.

Stacy G/???: Oh uh, this place could use less leaking.

Fung-irl gasp in joy as she embraces Stacy G. The two superhero girlfriends look at each other and then kiss just like Ember and Wade in Elemental.

Louise/???: I knew it! I knew it! My nose always nose! laughs

The heroes laugh, but Super Shlorpian Yumyulack tearfully embraces his aunt while Kimber comes out of hiding and smiles while another pink glow appears.

???: Can I come out now?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Oh yeah. Come on out.

Then something appears magically alongside Kimber. Another pink AI assistant as she sings on a high note.

EVA: singing Hi!

Super Shlorpian Yumyulack: EVA?

AISHA appears with MAX and gasp.

AISHA: EVA?! tears of joy burst in her eyes

EVA: Hey, cuz!

AISHA laughs in tears of joy as she embraces her cousin. EVA then notices AISHA’s new Shlorpian body.

EVA: Woah! You look good!

AISHA: Thanks Cous. But come on, we have to help Evil Terry.

Back with Evil Terry and Maverick, the two are staring at each other at the edge of the cliff.

Maverick: Now come on. I am sorry. I should’ve never destroyed Earth. touches Evil Terry’s face You Shlorpians deserve better…. really evil and manipulative Idiot!

Maverick then pushes Evil Terry as he grunts at the edge of the cliff. Luckily, Weatherstone sees her signal and flies down there. The people gasp as the cops appear.

Maverick: He jump! Did you see?! He jump! He-he t-tried to drag me with him! He jump! He jump! He jump! groans He jump!

The cops handcuff him as Evil Terry, now going by the name Shifter, watches from up the building and smirks and leaves with Weatherstone. Later, at Janiz and Kimber’s place, it’s for the kids and their human friends to know.

AISHA: Guys, I am so sorry we haven’t been honest with you. There’s something you guys should know and you’re not gonna like it,

Miss Frankie/???: What is it?

Principal Cooke/Trailblazer: Yeah. Why are you guys here? How did you get there?!

Jesse/Fung-irl: And why did you say the Super Shlorpian is a life source?

Kimber: It’s a long story. But we have something to tell you and you’re not gonna like it.

MAX: Korvo is in grave danger!

The others gasp.

Cherry Smithers/???: What? What do you mean he is in danger?! What happened?!

AISHA: Kids, there’s something we need to tell you. The Super Shlorpian Korvo sealed away… is his life source.

Janiz sighs.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: It’s true. It is.

Kimber: Your father is dying. And without the spirit, he’s gonna die.

Fung-irl gasps as Vil-Gil-An-T tears up.

Sonya/Nighthowler: Dad! hugs AISHA

Pupa/Mighty Pupa: Papa…

Super Shlorpian Janiz: We’re so sorry we couldn’t tell you sooner…

Vil-Gil-An-Til starts sobbing hysterically. Janiz turns back into her normal Shlorpian self as she comforts Vil-Gil-An-T.

Janiz: I am so sorry...we didn't wanna tell you because Korvo was so happy...

The kids and the adults however understand deeply and approaches them while sheepishly smiling.

Kimber: You were also so happy when Sonya came and... we just couldn’t bare to break your hearts.

MAX: And I am probably guessing Korvo is scared too?

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: sniffles Yeah I bet he was. Guess he was scared of releasing his own beast.

Others: Yeah. I agree. Poor Korvo…

Fung-irl suddenly looks determined.

Jesse/Fung-irl: Come on guys! The Mighty Solars doesn’t give up! They never ever give up! Look, whatever is happening… Cherie, Montez, Kevin’s wife and kids and Pezlie comes in We can still do this!

Miss Frankie sniffs and cries tears of joy.

Miss Frankie/???: sniffles She’s right guys…But Korvo is dying! We can’t be the Mighty Solars without him!

Janiz: Don't worry. All we have to do is put the spirit back in him!

Cherie: Guys! What’s going on?

Jesse/Fung-irl: Cherie! You’re here!

Fung-irl runs up and hugs Cherie and then tickles Pezlie who giggles.

Janiz: Oh friend of yours.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Yeah...

Cherie: Why yes. And *refers Pezlie* Korvo and Terry’s goddaughter. Their nanny saved Nova’s life and ours.

Janiz: What? Oh my God, picked up Pezlie as she laughs Hi, I’m your godfather’s sister. So nice to meet you.

Pezlie coos as she touched Janiz’s face.

Janiz: She's so precious...

Cherie: Thank you! Wait, you’re Korvo’s sister.

Janiz: Yep.

Montez: We got the others’ text! What is it?!

Principal Cooke/Trailblazer: Korvo’s in trouble!

Janice: Big trouble!

Miss Frankie/???: He’s dying!

Kevin’s Wife: What? Kevin, what do you mean he’s dying?!

Janiz: He sealed away his Super Shlorpian spirit and now there's a high chance that he will die.

Cherie: What?! Oh no! We gotta save him!

Montez: We’re coming with you guys! We may not have powers! But the Solars have helped us throughout our lives and yours!

Janiz: Don't worry. I have the spirit right here.

Naomi: comes in with Alice We would love to join you.

Randall/Blackhole: Quick! Show us the spirit!

Janiz opens the box.

Others: Whoa!

Jesse/Fung-irl: Aw, it's so cute!

The spirit starts whimpering because he feels Korvo’s life source weakening, which the others identify. Janiz gasps.

Janiz: Oh no, I’m afraid Korvo is starting to run out of time! We must move! Quickly Mighty Solars!

The kids then grow determined along with their friends.

EVA: Count me in too! We are family too!

MAX: Count us in!

Kimber: Me too!

Jesse/Fung-irl: Mighty Solars, let's save Korvo!

Sonya/Nighthowler: And our homes!

Pupa/Mighty Pupa: Hooray!

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: Mighty Solars! Move out!

Mighty Solars: Right!

Meanwhile, back with Korvo, he began to check on himself through a breather connected to machine.

Korvo: What is wrong with me?

He starts calculating on himself, until a huge electric spear breaks the labtop as he gasp. He turns around and sees Black Mirror as he turn into Quasarblast.

Korvo/Quasarblast: Get away from me or-

Quasarblast then keeps coughing out blood as Black Mirror pins him to the wall.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Looks like someone is finally powerless.

Korvo/Quasarblast, What do you want?!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Finally! I got you now Quasarblast! gets out the potion Now here is my deal. You need to live, right?

Korvo/Quasarblast: More than anything...I-

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Here is our deal! All you have to do is take this potion, and obey me now. Or, I’ll find a way to harm that fucking pathetic husband of yours, along with your four little brats, crazy hillbilly nanny of yours, those humans and your sister as well!

Quasarblast gasps.

Korvo/Quasarblast: What?! falls down No! Stop! Don’t hurt them!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: THEN DRINK THE POTION!

Korvo/Quasarblast: Just promise you won’t hurt my husband and kids! And my friends!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Don’t worry… I won’t… because… opens the bottle…. YOU’RE MINE NOW!

Quasarblast takes the potion and chugs it down. But then, he starts growing bigger and muscular as his skin turns black. His suit rips apart into pieces as he cries out in pain. Black Mirror laughs like a maniac.

Korvo/Quasarblast: voice deepens as cyan marks appears around his body and he starts growing even more bigger and muscular as his eyes glow aquamarine WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Oh, nothing. I made you a better person.

Korvo/Quasarblast: TERRY! GGGGRRRRAAAAAAAH! TERRRRY!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Oh quiet. He's not here to save you.

However, Terry and Phoebe hears Korvo screaming along with Parker and Monica as they head upstairs.

Parker: Korvo, what's- sees Mega Mundane Korvo and gasps

Mega Mundane Korvo roars tearfully as he whimpers in pain but is still dying.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Oh my God! Korvo!

Terry: Korvy...

Mega Mundane Korvo roars as he breaks down in tears and Black Mirror laughs evilly. Terry growls at Black Mirror and turns into Mighton.

Terry/Mighton: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY HUSBAND?!

Sister Sisto: Oh cool your jets. He's just gonna die anyway. Move on.

Phoebe MacCarthy: What?! No! turns into Starburst We won’t let that happened! Reals him you crazy bitch!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Make me.

Monica then turns into Lightspeed as she gets ready fight. Then suddenly, Parker presses something on a watch. She turns into her own cyber super suit as she smiles.

Parker/???: Don’t forget about Venus Tip!

Venus Tip does her own pose as she shoots cyber arrows out of her cyber crossbow.

Terry/Mighton: Nice suit Parker!

Parker/Venus Tip: Thanks.

Suddenly, Mega Mundane Korvo roars he destroys half of the house and Black Mirror gets on top of him while laughing evilly.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: See you never, Mighton!

Mighton watches tearfully as Mega Mundane Korvo runs off to the city. But, however, after looking at his family photo, Mighton refuses to back down and never give up for his husband.

Parker/Venus Tip: What do we do now Mighton?

Mighton wipes away his tears.

Terry/Mighton: eyes glow orange SAVE! skin turns black and he grows bigger and muscular as his suit tear MY! voice gets deeper HUSBAND!

Venus Tip gasps. Mighton turns into a Mundane and heroically roars. Mundane Mighton then growls in pleasure.

Mundane Terry/Mighton: Say… flexes his right arm as it glows orange marks This form ain’t half bad!

Starburst laughs.

Phoebe MacCarthy/Starburst: Wow! You got orange marks? What does that mean?

Mundane Terry/Mighton: It means I'm a MEGA MUNDANE, BABY!

Mundane Mighton then starts growing even more bigger and muscular as he moans in pleasure.

Mundane Terry/Mighton: OOOOOOOH YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESS! IIIIIII FFFEEEEEEEEEL SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

Phoebe/Starburst: Whoa.

An orange streak appears on Mighton’s back as he fully becomes a Mega Mundane and roars. Mega Mundane Mighton looks at his body and laughs.

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: Man… I feeel soooo fucking horny right now!

Jesse/Fung-irl: Terry!

Mega Mundane Mighton looks down and sees his kids and the other human Mighty Solars, along with AISHA, EVA, MAX, Kimber and Janiz.

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: Janiz? Kimber? EVA?

EVA: Hi Terry! So nice to finally meet you in person! Your husband mention to us about you!

Mega Mundane Terry blushes and smiles.

Kimber: Thank goodness we found you! We have to save your husband!

MAX: He’s gonna die!

Janiz: Terry! We have to put the spirit back into Korvo!

Mega Mundane Mighton gasps.

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: What?! Why?! Why does he need the spirit back?!

Janiz sighs

Janiz: Terry, it’s time we tell you.

Janiz turns into her Super Shlorpian form and flies to Terry sadly.

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: Whoa… you turn into big buffy Super Shlorpians?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Yes and… our lifesource as well.

Mega Mundane Mighton gasps.

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: What?!

Vil-Gil-An-T sheds a tear.

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: It’s true… Terry, Korvo is dying.

Kimber: Without the spirit, he’ll die! We gotta return it to him!

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: Shit...

Mega Mundane Mighton then sees Mega Mundane Korvo roaring. Despite the revelation, he is still determined to save his husband!

Mega Mundane Terry/Mighton: Well there’s no time to lose! Mighty Solars, let’s save my husband!

Mighty Solars: Yeah!

The heroes fly off heroically to the city as Super Shlorpian Janiz starts to grow amazed by Mighton’s bravery and humility.

[existential-muffin]

KNIVES X READER Imagine part 2

A Grain of Sand

Slow burn, reader is ex-earth solider, enemies to lovers.

Part 1 Part 3

Months have passed after Knives had killed the Plant from Earth. What a disappointment. He could have used her knowledge to prevent Earth from ever coming into contact with his planet while working together to create a paradise for them. Maybe even convince Vash to finally leave the humans. But no. She was also a human-lover. Killing her had been a mercy. Her human pet, who'd 'swore vengeance', never even caused a stir after that day.

He is lost in thought when the Human's image pops into his head. He lets out a snort, wondering why he even let their memory re-surface. You were all bark and no bite. Worthless, lying human. You never cared. He wanders around his airship, alone, strategizing the next steps for his 'war'. The Human was just another small grain of sand in the vast desert of No Man's Land, and what little impression they had given him was almost completely faded.

He makes it to the roof, looking out over the edge of the airship and staring down at the human city in the far-off horizon-- the parasite city--- lights burning bright in the darkness of the night. Another reminder of the life they were slowly siphoning from his dependent sisters. It was only a matter of time. Their memory too, would fade from this world.

He turns his cold gaze from the view, heading back inside, when his mind is bombarded with static so loud it makes him curl into himself. Almost brings him to his knees.

Images and laughter, the kind from a fond memory, filter bit by bit through his mind. None of them coherent and none of them familiar feeling, like the thoughts he would occasionally get from his sisters, encased in their glass prisons. But the voice... it was familiar. It was HER voice. The traitor. The Plant he killed months ago. But that was impossible. He had felt it when she died.

The images started to shift and piece themselves together, the way a radio settles into the right station. The dead independent Plant murmurs something softly, "as--ong---- to-ge--ther-----right--?" Its meaning seemingly lost to time and space when a different voice comes through. Knives’ head snaps up.

"For her,"

Miles below on the peak of a sand dune in the moonlight, a figure can be seen hoisting a type of large missile launcher, aiming straight at the airship. Pressurized air escapes the back of the mechanism, metal parts lock into place, while in front a ball begins to form. Light flows like a stream towards it's center. At first, it’s a trickle, then rapidly comes together like a burst dam, absorbing the moonlight of the 5 moons.  A silence settles over the desert. The stary night sky and the city leagues away, are submerged in true oblivion for a heartbeat. Even the lights on the airship dim. And then the tension shatters.

Knives only had enough time to stand when the light beam made impact with the right engines of the airship and streaks across its port. It leaves him unsteady, but he makes it to the side of impact and sees the melting line raked across his ship. He looks up, trying to find the source in the sea of sand and dim blue light. It takes him a moment, and then his keen eyes see it. Sees you. Next, he's met with heat and debris that send him flying into the railing on the opposite side of the ship.

You watch the thin line of light domino effect, with explosion after explosion. The air ship swerves and dips in the night sky. With smoke and embers following behind. Its descent is slow and fast at the same time. You let out a disappointed huff. It was too much to hope that the whole thing would just explode into pieces, as it manages a crash landing. But even from where you stand, the damage to the airship is immense and will take time and effort to fix.

You finally let the Ion laser prototype fall from your shaking hands. Its unstable power melting away at the internal core. It had already left your palms with blisters through your seared special ops unit gloves. You take off the gloves and toss them into the metal heap that is catching fire. Watching as the flames eat away the embroidery on the gloves. "PLANT Enforcer - Unit A2-6  CALL NAME: Courier"

You glance back at the airship and wonder if Knives had missed you. While Knives, standing upon his burning ship is facing your direction. If you had seen his expression, you would understand that he would never forget you.

And Vash in the city at the horizon, snaps his eyes open as Knives' scream of frustration echoes in his ears.

[shastafirecracker]

trick or treat :)

you get a full size candy bar of a treat from my current WIP, the next installment of the VWL series, this time Vash POV and dealing with some larger worldbuilding fallout rather than just one smut scene! It's meant to be the Vash companion to Wolfwood's "don't stop if I fall and don't look back." Vash has to visit his sisters and actually face what happened to Knives.

having arrived in Octovern, he's on his way to visit the facility where his surviving sisters are housed:

"The fountain in the green space is splashing quietly in the empty city center. Vash hasn't seen Octovern since - But it's bigger now than even July ever was, all built up and modernized and filled to the brim with sleek Earth tech. And, because of the evacuation, it's dead silent. Empty of inhabitants. Far above, a distant hawk cry echoes. The fountain burbles, water broken into many rivulets by a large monolith of red rock. It looks like a natural piece of bedrock.

The fountain's base is made up of a hexagon of large panels of dull gray metal, angled slightly upwards. When Vash is close enough, he sees that they're segments of hull from some old Seeds ships, micro-abrasions from space debris still intact. And they're covered in writing.

Uverna, 214. Piss Creek, 45. Stony Gap, 1,304. Concord, 892. Carcasses, 501. Juneora Rock, 4,346. Monterusso, 28. Milltown, 118.

Towns and their populations, all wiped out during the Ark's passage. Vash's gaze lingers as he rounds the six panels; four are covered with nothing but place names. He knows not every single person from every town died, but enough did. Enough.

One panel, facing away from the Plant building, bears an etched portrait of a female face with short hair framing her cheeks. Beneath, it says Domina, Beloved, and an age younger than Vash but older than any human. Independent. Vash knows her, vaguely, from the entanglement of thoughts and memories that had been exploding through him during that very last encounter. He knows her via the perspective of her death as seen by her killer: her contact with extra-orbital threads of power that had cracked into her safe shell, wriggled into her skin, stabbed fine blades into all of her flesh, slipped through her meat in a hot, greedy butchery of her young body, warped her, claimed her, sprouted her, bloomed her flesh into feathers -

Vash walks away from her portrait, her eager smile, her Beloved.

Opposite her, on the side of the fountain facing the Plant building, is the epitaph. "In memory of all that was lost," it begins, and goes on for a short but saccharine paragraph about grieving together and building back stronger through new alliances. At the bottom is a simplified version of a star map, a few dots and lines connecting Earth to her lost children.

Vash thinks it's very much the kind of monument that Earthers would build.

He moves his eyes from the text to the bedrock centerpiece, with its clear water flowing endlessly over a piece of stone that will never absorb it. That's all that really needs to be said about this planet, isn't it?"

[striveattemptfail]

rho #2

rho #18

rho #27

what i can gather re: bizz's story to this point:

bizarro both created and destroyed bizarro world

he created and populated it with other bizarros like himself bc he felt like no one understood him

bizarro world was earth's counterpart, including a happy superfamily and dual identity life for bizarro (ie: "not clark kent")

during this period he made a lot of mistakes, with one panel implying that he even made a deal with lex luthor (who was presumably president at the time)

bizarro destroyed it bc he knew, ultimately, that everything—his planet and everything he was doing—was fake

what he regrets most is abandoning and killing his family

some things to glean from this:

in this webtoon: bizarro world = htrae from pre-crisis/earth-one, NOT bizarro world from post-crisis/pre-n52

however, it very much strays from htrae's ending (which involves a very convoluted plot ft. the phantom zone and also mr mxyzptlk that i still don't quite understand)

(the tl;dr is that a wizard began destroying htrae, and the bizarros living on it were glad to see the apocalypse occur, so in a very twisted move, bizarro lois and clark used a rocket to shoot bizarro superboy into the planet's core to finally destroy it, and when the planet exploded bizarro was beheaded in the chaos to land at clark's feet to utter his last words before dying)

(i swear this is real and imo it is the least complicated part of the story)

compare this to bizarro world from post-crisis/pre-n52, where that planet's counterparts were very literally opposite to new earth: loiz (bizarro lois) was miserable and hated bizarro (unlike clark and lois' loving relationship)

but afaik, bizarro world was never destroyed during new earth's existence

now, it's clear that the webtoon is drawing inspiration from htrae for bizarro's happy family life

but it's also drawing characteristics of bizarro from post-n52/prime earth with his angst and inner feelings

(yes, i stan brainzarro. and tbh rebirth bizz is still somehow a good character despite lobdell writing him?? a miracle tbh)

it's also very clear that [webtoon] bizarro intends to make things right, or at least do right by his family now that he has a second chance

rho #27

all that being said: i'm curious to see how this'll be resolved

it'll almost certainly be rushed like a printing house during deadlines, and given the previous arcs it'll also be a disappointing ending despite having a really interesting start, but i am looking forward to seeing how webtoon bizarro continues to blend different continuities/character histories together. he's been the most successful among the outlaws in terms of story and characterization, and i've been pleasantly surprised by the direction taken for him thus far

don't fcuk this up patrick young istg if bizarro gets the short shrift in this webtoon i am legally claiming him from dc

[saiilorstars]

Ch.8: Lena Luthor

Story Masterlist // Anais’ Masterlist

Pairing: Winn Schott x OFC

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"So your parents were sent off well?" Kara asked just as she and Anais landed in front of a expensive-looking building J'onn had requested their appearance at.

"Yeah," Anais gave a light shrug of her shoulders. "I told them the man from the pod was another Kryptonian so there was nothing to worry about. They and my godparents are leaving to get some well needed rest."

"You believe that?"

Anais snorted. "They're all science geeks. Anyways, where the hell are we?" The two made it into the building and found the familiar DEO employees going about their usual tasks. "Where are we?" Anais repeated her question and hoped someone would finally answer them.

"The Department of Extra-Normal Operations, where else?" J'onn stopped by them, wondering why they were acting so clueless.

Both women exchanged exact, incredulous glances.

"Wait! Wait, wait, wait!" Kara followed J'onn first. "This has always been here? With the glass and the views and...and you made me fly to that cave every day!"

"DEO has several facilities, Kara."

"A bat bit me in the last one!”

"Whiner," J'onn calmly said, eliciting a snicker from Anais but a rather offended look from Kara.

"Hey, sis," Alex greeted when the trio entered the medbay room.

"You knew about this place, too?" Anais raised an eyebrow. She was beginning to feel rather offended herself for not being in the loop.

"Yeah, it's like a block from my apartment. It's kind of like the old place. Maybe better."

Kara decided to put that behind them or else they would never get to the news of the moment. She gazed at the unconscious man in Alex's care. "He has to be from Krypton. He must have escaped before the planet exploded, like Clark and I did."

"He's comatose. His vitals are stable. Breathing is normal. There's nothing else we can really learn from him because…" Alex had tried to stick a needle in the man's arm but the needle broke instead.

"That proves he's from Krypton!"

"I think it just proves he's not human," Anais chimed in her opinion. Kara looked at her seeming rather offended. "There's a lot of aliens that have freaky strength, myself included."

"Which means he could be dangerous," J'onn said what everyone else had already assumed.

"Sir, I would request that Winn help with the investigation," Alex said once she saw Winn coming into the room. "We need someone to analyze the pod's telemetry, and Winn does read Kryptonian."

At the questioning looks from Kara and J'onn, he meekly explained, "I got bored. I thought I'd pick up a new language. Space talk!"

"You want to prove your worth, Mr. Schott? Find out something my team of highly trained alien experts can't," J'onn said, meaning it as a kind way of letting Winn know his time probably wasn't going to be of much use.

Winn took that as the exact opposite. "Challenge accepted."

Anais laughed quietly. J'onn nodded Winn to follow him out but stopped under the threshold for a moment. "Oh, Solar, your friend is being released in twenty minutes."

Anais eagerly nodded and thanked him again. She turned to meet the smiling faces of Kara and Alex. "What?"

"Arun is getting released today?" Kara asked even though they already knew the answer.

"Yes, he was officially declared nonthreatening," Anais rolled her eyes. "That's still rude but... it's behind us. We're going to watch the Venture space launch tonight after he shows me his art shop."

"Oh, going on a date already…?" Alex purposely teased and Kara really did try to suppress her laughter.

"It's not a date, Alex. He's showing me his life and I'm going to show him mine," Anais smiled brightly at the thought of finally meeting someone like her. "And don't worry Kara, I'll stay clear of the apartment so you and James can have some alone time."

"Oh, so you're the one going on a date?" Alex shifted her teasing glance to Kara instead.

"Yup," Kara answered fast. "It's gonna be great. We are finally both free and clear to just hang out. No aliens trying to destroy the Earth. Just him and me, together like normal people, doing what people do on dates." She had to stop though when she noticed Alex's intense look. "What?"

Alex cleared her throat and purposely moved away from her sister. She went to put down the needle she'd tried using on the mysterious man. "You're just kind of doing that thing where you are super overeager, which means that you really aren't, but you're trying to convince yourself that you are."

"You got all of that from that one response?" Anais blinked in genuine surprise. She wondered if this was what it was like to have a sibling. Sure her parents knew her emotions well but a sibling, she imagined, knew more things about you that the parents wouldn't.

"She does that a lot, you'll see," Alex moved on out of the room but of course Kara went after her, protesting what had been assumed about her.

"I'm excited! I am so excited!"

Anais didn't say anything but she was pretty sure someone who was genuinely excited about something wouldn't go so hard trying to convince someone that they indeed were really excited. Thankfully, things didn't enter into an actual argument since Kara was called away by Cat. Though when she did go, she didn't do it before uttering one more time that she was "super uber excited" which really just proved Alex right.

"Every day I get to know something new about your sister," Anais chuckled as now she and Alex headed towards the main room.

"That's going to happen. I'm really just looking out for her," Alex felt the need to clarify. She didn't want to sabotage Kara's long awaited date but she just knew that Kara wasn't truly happy at the moment. "And I'll be looking out for you too, just so we're clear."

Anais blinked. "What? What did I do?"

Alex playfully rolled her eyes. "Your parents asked me to keep an eye on you."

"Oh great-"

"And keeping my word…" Alex came to a stop suddenly, making Anais dread what was coming, "I want you to be extra careful when you're around Arun."

"Alex, I already told you he wasn't dangerous-"

"You don't know someone's intentions, alright? Now Arun has been living on Earth for a long time. You know who is biologically, but you don't know what kind of person he is in reality," Alex was very serious in this matter. She would be repeating this to Anais every time she deemed it necessary. "So today, while you're out with him, watch yourself. Don't go to his apartment yet."

"Alex, c'mon," Anais laughed at the absurdity of her words. "I'm not a little kid. And I certainly have the means to protect myself."

"I know you do, but I still want you to be alert," Alex smiled and hoped Anais would understand she was just looking out for her too. She left Anais in the central room afterwards but even as Anais tried pushing Alex's words away it was impossible.

Alright, so maybe she couldn't fully trust Arun yet but it didn't mean she had to view him as a villain.

"You alright?"

Anais flinched when Winn touched her shoulder. She snapped out of her thoughts and waved him off. "Yeah, don't worry about it. Alex is trying to be my big sister."

"And that's...bad…?" Winn wasn't sure due to her straight face. "I mean, I know Alex can be scary but, she's fine. She's cool."

Anais chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes. "She is but she just had this idea that I shouldn't be so trusting in Arun."

"He was cleared of any threats, right?"

"Yes!"

"Well, I mean...it wouldn't hurt to be cautious," Winn flashed her a nervous smile when he noticed she was close to glaring at him. "Or not... not works too. Do whatever you feel is right."

She ultimately smiled. "Way to stand your ground. You know, if you're going to be working here, you'll need to learn how to do that."

"Me work here?" Winn's eyes went wide at the idea. "At the DEO?" His laughter wasn't received well since Anais had been dead serious.

"C'mon, Winn. You're more than qualified to be here. Plus, it's pretty obvious you want to be here too," Anais nudged him on the side.

"Yeah…" Winn wasn't going to outright admit the D.E.O. would be a working dream for him. Whether he admitted it or not, it was obvious for Anais.

~ 0 ~

When Arun was finally released, he made a direct demand to go out and eat. Apparently, what the D.E.O. served wasn't as great as one would think. Anais laughed but didn't protest to some tasty lunch.

"We can do whatever you want but I just can't get home until eleven," Anais warned Arun after they walked into the restaurant Arun chose. He apparently had a taste for Italian. "My roommate Kara has a hot date tonight."

"You and Supergirl room together?" Arun was immediately shushed by Anais, even though no one actually heard his question. He raised an eyebrow at her, clearly confused on her rudeness. "What?"

"You can't just say stuff like that out in the open."

"Why? It's not like any of the humans can actually hear us."

"Doesn't matter," Anais frowned.

Arun left it at that and picked up the menu. "What do you feel like having? It's on me, by the way."

"I really love pasta so a chicken alfredo would be delicious," Anais then lowered the menu, revealing a smile on her face. "And thanks for the invite. Next time it's on me."

Arun smiled back. "Don't worry about it. On Solaris, it's customary for the men to pay for the meals."

"Ah, chivalry and tradition - that's not new," Anais playfully rolled her eyes.

"Oh no, Solaris is nothing like...Earth," Arun's brief condescension didn't go unnoticed by the blonde. "Solaris was beautiful in its time. It was always bright and sunny. People were always elegant and there was order."

"Order?"

"Yes, you know, classes? We didn't have to mingle with anyone outside our social class."

"Aha," Anais scrunched her face behind her menu. "Kinda sounds boring."

"What?" Arun sounded offended but Anais wasn't going to keep her opinions to herself just for fear of upsetting him.

"Well, it sounds like a boring, rich place. Don't get me wrong, being rich is probably fun but all the snootiness that comes with it?"

Arun was frowning when Anais put down her menu. "You don't understand. When we can, I'll show you images of Solaris. You'll change your mind in a snap."

"Okay," Anais chuckled.

A young waitress stopped by their table to get their order. Arun ended up ordering on behalf of Anais - which she was a bit surprised with since she was very capable of doing that on her own - then ordered for him afterwards. While they waited for their meals, Arun talked about himself - and a bit of Solaris - for Anais.

As it turned out, Arun was more traditional in that he didn't really mingle with humans except for when he worked. Survival, basically. He viewed humans as a necessity to survive so he kept his interactions civil and short. Anais thought it weird that after living on Earth for ten years, he still kept that type of mentality.

"On Solaris, I was part of a high class so I was just raised with different perspectives," he said with a careless shrug. "Your family was one of them, by the way. The Mjorklands were known for their fine weaving skills. They made the finest clothing on the planet."

"So we were fashion designers?" Anais' joke was met with another frown. She ultimately stopped laughing when he wouldn't lighten up. "My mother never mentioned it."

"Irais should have told you about your history," Arun said quietly, though Anais swore he seemed more upset than she was about the matter.

"She just answered what I would ask. And most of that time was spent in hiding and being absolutely quiet."

"Sorry," Arun apologized. As the waitress came back with their meals, Anais took her turn to talk more about her background.

"My mother was murdered by humans - my father's family, actually - and after the DEO found me, two of the government's employees adopted me," Anais smiled at the thought of her adoptive parents. "They're good people. I love them."

"I'm sorry about Irais," Arun honestly meant it. "But...what was she thinking mingling with humans? Procreating was already a…"

Anais raised an eyebrow, an expression of incredulity flashing across her face. "I'd be careful how you finish that sentence since it's pertaining to me."

"No - I didn't mean it like that!" Arun went wide-eyed once he realized she was right. "It's just...Solaris had a strict rule about procreating with another species. We had these other species sometimes tour on our planet and...well, sometimes they got our people to give them a second look. It's just not right. I mean, look at the consequences you have. Your father never accepted you and his family killed your mother. You yourself only have half of a Solista's abilities."

"And I'm fine with the abilities I have," Anais said calmly despite feeling insulted in about ten different ways.

"I...I just wish that you could have everything you were supposed to have," Arun said, sighing.

Anais grabbed her fork and practically stabbed her pasta with it. She understood what Arun was trying to say and maybe in a way he was right. There were powers that she would never get to experience.

'Hang on, we're hearing of a possible explosion aboard the Venture…'

Anais looked up to the television hanging against the wall. "The Venture…"

"Yeah, humans wanting to reach space," Arun laughed to himself, missing Anais roll her eyes at him.

'Here's all we know at this time. There are over 200 people aboard the craft and the ship itself seems to be propelling down to Earth…'

"Oh my God," Anais dropped her fork on her plate.

'There are no further details, but keep it right here, and we'll continue to bring you the very latest. We can only hope wherever Supergirl and Solar are, we pray they're watching this.'

"I have to go!"

"What? Where!?" Arun scowled as Anais jumped up from her chair. "They'll take care of it!"

Anais was already out the door when he said that. She took off in her speedy run down the streets, picking up her suit on the way, then took off into the sky. She already saw the red cape of her partner and smiled in relief. Supergirl felt the weight of the craft lessen and glanced to see Solar right beside her pushing against the craft's front.

"Good timing!" Supergirl exclaimed.

"What the heck happened!?" Solar groaned as the ship continued to push against their collective force.

Suddenly, they felt a third force join theirs. Supergirl recognized the similar red cape of her cousin and beamed.

"...no frikin way!" Solar was the first to exclaim after seeing Superman smile at them from behind the ship. He breathed an icy air into the engines to force a shut down of its energy.

Between the three aliens, they were able to safely bring the craft into a landing just outside the city.

"That was awesome!" Supergirl laughed when she got to hug her cousin.

Solar practically ripped her away from Superman to have her turn. "Hi! I'm Solar! I love your work!"

Superman laughed at the two women. "Nice to meet you, Solar. I'm a fan of your debut."

Solar screeched and turned to Supergirl. "I really like him!"

"Way to go!" they heard a little girl's voice not too far. The three aliens turned to see a family biking down the road.

The boy next to her pointed at the aliens. "Look, it's Superman!"

"I used to change his diapers," Supergirl felt the need to reveal, making Superman throw her a sharp glance while the boy nearly lost it.

"Uh, not exactly sure you have to tell them that," he whispered but Kara giggled.

"No, I think I really do."

"I think she did," Solar agreed with her own laugh.

~ 0 ~

When Supergirl and Solar brought Superman back to the DEO, there was a whole crowd awaiting to see the Man of Steel. Of course, the man had to stop and greet every employee in the room.

Alex noticed J'onn's grim face as Superman made his way down the crowd. "You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Is...is Superman's appearance a problem?"

"...no."

Alex raised an eyebrow at J'onn but he didn't say anything afterwards. Instead, she heard Winn's squeak beside her.

"Oh. He's coming toward me…" he tried to straighten himself out just as Superman walked up to him.

"Winn, this is my cousin, Superman," Kara almost laughed at his wide-eyed face.

"Hi. I have a million questions," Winn's words were tumbling out of his mouth before he could realize what he was even saying. "When Lex Luthor set off the earthquake in California, did you gauge the focal depth with your X-ray vision?"

"Winn, please breathe," Anais honestly pleaded for him to take a break. He seemed purple around the edges of his face.

"Alex. It's good to see you," Superman hugged Alex next. So far, she seemed like the only one not completely awed by his appearance.

"You, too."

"Kara told me Jeremiah may be alive. And you know your father means a lot to me, so...if there's anything I can do…"

"Thank you, Clark," Alex took his request to heart.

Superman finally met J'onn's hard look and matched expressions with him. "J'onn." Even his tone had flattened.

"Superman. Nice to see you again."

"Oh, don't worry. I won't be staying long."

"Uh, I just invited Superman to visit our mystery guest," Kara jumped into the conversation - if it even qualified as a conversation - before they argued or something along those lines. "Solar, how about you lead the way?"

Anais saw Kara's intentions and of course helped in what she could. "Right this way." And on the way, she grabbed Winn so he could finish asking those questions she knew he was just dying to ask.

~0~

The unconscious man remained just that: unconscious. There didn't seem to be any progress in his state, nor a decrease, but it was difficult to track when they couldn't get any vitals. His hard skin made it far more challenging to do the simplest of things.

"He landed on Earth last night in a Kryptonian pod. We don't know who he is," Anais explained after leading Superman into the room.

"Did you try using a Quantum scan to determine his age?"

"First thing we did," Winn answered since Anais had gotten lost on the point.

"And Kara X-ray-visioned him for foreign objects, like a cybernetic data core?"

There, both Anais and Winn matched in nervous smiles. "She was just going to do that today…" Anais laughed and thanked God that Kara was coming in at that moment. "Kara, remember how you said you were going to use your x-ray vision to see if this guy had any foreign objects?"

Kara's eyebrows raised together, knowing exactly where that came from "Of course I was!" she released a small laugh. "What kind of person would I be if I forgot to do that…"

Superman entertained the show for another minute before very calmly advising, "You should probably go and do that."

"Yeah, okay," Kara x-ray visioned the stranger but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "No, nothing."

There was a ping on the tablet Winn had carried in with him. "Oh, hey, my handy translator just finished decrypting the pod's data log. Now, it seems sleeping beauty on his journey from Krypton passed through something called the Segara Beyal." He showcased his tablet for the three to see an image of a constellation.

"The Well of Stars," Kara recognized first. "My father took me there once. Time doesn't pass there."

"So that's why he's still so young?" Anais gazed down at the unconscious man and wondered what his story was.

"Oh, hey, speaking of age, I've been meaning to ask…" Winn lowered his tablet and garnered a wide, nervous smile. "Superman, you're 12 years older than Kara, right? 'Cause you do not look it."

Superman smiled. "Kryptonians age at a much slower rate here on Earth."

"You look fantastic…"

"When you're finished, we have something more important to talk about," Alex's appearance made the group divert their attention to her.

"Like what?" asked Kara.

"The Venture. The company behind the Venture said there was an explosion when the ship reached low orbit insertion."

"So?"

"Well, if something like that was gonna go wrong it would've happened earlier in the flight."

"The Venture was built here in National City, right?" Anais waited for the others to confirm her question. "Well, then somebody has to know something. That would include on who would gain the most if this craft had actually burned up." The others started agreeing with her and so she added, "And, I don't know, maybe a mild-mannered reporter could make some inquiries while he's here in National City. Perfect cover up."

"The DEO is going to take a very interested look too," Alex promised the man in question.

"Great," Kara clapped a hand on her cousin's shoulder. "You can work out of Catco. Just steer clear of Ms. Grant. She's been in a mood."

"Don't worry, I've got some sway with Cat Grant," Superman promised in a strangely certain way.

~ 0 ~

While Kara returned to CatCo. with her cousin, Clark, Anais decided to stay back at the DEO. She couldn't really see herself returning to Arun just yet. In fact, while she was staying clear of him, she wasn't exactly staying away from him.

"Anais, what are you doing?" Winn's voice startled her into almost dropping the tablet she'd swiped from some poor clueless employee. She was still in the room where the unconscious man remained, making her presence even more suspicious.

"Just...playing Candy Crush?" Her convincing face wasn't really convincing.

Winn raised an eyebrow at her as he further walked into the room. "Really? Cos it seems-" as he moved, Anais purposely slipped the tablet behind her back, "-like you're trying to hide something." And when he tried reaching for the tablet behind her, she jerked to the side with the biggest smile on her face. "Anna?"

Winn stepped back with his arms crossed over his chest. "I could try to take that tablet-"

"But you would fail since I am a speedster."

"Or I could call J'onn?"

Anais' face dropped at the threat. "You wouldn't…"

"I would."

Anais groaned and slowly pulled the tablet to her front. "I liked you a lot before this moment, Winn."

"Yeah, most women don't like me anyways so I'm okay with this."

"I wasn't doing anything bad, I was just...researching."

"About what?"

"Arun…"

Winn paused for a second and looked at her curiously. "Why would you do that? I thought you were going to get to know him today."

"I did, and...while I only heard a little about him, it's...not the best." Anais hated to admit that someone she'd been so excited for was letting her down in the worst way.

"Why? Did he do something? Does the DEO need to go pick him up?" Winn was already turning to leave when Anais grabbed onto his arm.

"No! It's nothing like that," she sighed. "He just kind of sounded...smug, you know? It sounded like he thought he was better than the humans."

"Well," Winn swayed his head, "He is super strong, can fly, has telepathic abilities, has solar powers, is a speedster...yeah, I think he has the makings of someone superior to us."

"Having super powers doesn't make you better than anyone else, Winn," Anais said softly. "Arun can have all that but if he has an ugly personality, then he's the worst of the worst."

"C'mon, Anais, you met him for like what? An hour? You can't know everything about someone in one hour."

"I know, that's why I was just looking him up," Anais raised the tablet. "I wanted to know what Arun did in the community."

"And what came up?"

"Um, just what he said he did. He runs an art shop, does paintings every now and then. He seems like a good man-"

"Then why don't you give him the benefit of the doubt and just get to know him a little more? Maybe there's some qualities that make him a good friend. And listen, if he does turn out to be the worst then by all means kick his ass and bring him back to the DEO."

Anais laughed. "I will."

"Hey," Alex stopped by and poked her head into the room. "We might have found something about the Venture accident."

Both Anais and Winn followed Alex into the main room where they had several photos on the screen.

"Ooh, that's Lex Luthor!" Winn immediately recognized the well known criminal of Metropolis.

"Is it?" Anais knew of Lex, but not what he looked like.

"So we did digging and it turns out that there was one passenger who had a seat booked on the Venture but mysteriously didn't show up last-minute," Alex indicated one of the employees to zoom in on the picture of the trio. "Lena Luthor."

The woman in question was a black haired woman with stark blue eyes. She was smiling at the viewer while Lex and an older woman - their mother - was more or less straight faced.

"Lex's sister," Winn realized. "But Lex can't be involved in this. He's in prison thanks to Superman."

"So we're thinking this time it's Lena," Alex said the obvious but Anais shook her head in disagreement.

"Wait a minute, we're going to assume she concocted this whole thing just because she's Lex Luthor's sister?" Both Alex and Winn stared at Anais with faces screaming 'duh!' at her. Anais set her hands on her hips, extremely disappointed in them. "Guys! That's just wrong!"

"You know what's wrong? All the trouble the Luthors have caused," J'onn joined them and, by the looks of it, to help Alex and Winn.

"Lex Luthor," Anais thought she was correcting them. "Superman fought Lex Luthor, not Lena Luthor. It's prejudicial."

"Look, Anna-"

Anais pointed her index finger at Winn. "If you're going to use that nickname it will not be for prejudicial stuff like this."

"Lena Luthor is Lex Luthor's sister. The entire family is rotten to the core," J'onn said but Anais still wasn't buying it.

"Are there any records of Lena ever being involved in her brother's schemes?" Judging by the silence from the trio, Anais assumed the answer was a big fat no. "Then how can you be sure Lena did this?"

"Kara and Clark are going to visit her right now to get some answers. She just moved to National City so it'll be fast," Alex thought that would help Anais but it just did the opposite.

"You mean send the man who probably already assumes Lena is guilty?" Anais was sure that Clark would just see Lena as another Lex copy. Kara was always more open minded and could probably see more than Lex. Still, Anais felt like she needed to be the unbiased party for Lena's sake. "I'm going to join them."

"What for?" Winn asked.

"To make sure we all stay in line," she turned to leave.

~ 0 ~

Lena Luthor may have a reputation thanks to her older brother, Lex Luthor, but as she led Anais, Kara and Clark into her office she showed nothing but politeness and openness.

"There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for why I wasn't aboard the Venture yesterday." Lena dropped her bag over her desk and sat down to face the three visitors. "There was an emergency regarding the planning for a ceremony I'm holding tomorrow. I'm renaming my family's company, and I had to cancel."

"Ah, lucky," Clark's tone was laced with disbelief, but even that didn't make Lena falter.

Lena, in fact, chuckled. "Lucky is Superman saving the day." Her smile widened when she saw Clark blink in surprise. "Not something one expects a Luthor to say, right?"

"And Supergirl was there, too," Kara said just before clearing her throat to add in an aura of innocence. "Along with Solar."

Lena then turned her attention to her and Anais. She looked them over but didn't necessarily see any familiar features she recognized from the Daily Planet. "And who are you exactly?"

"Um... I'm Kara Danvers," Kara answered with a nervous, tight-lipped smile.

"Anais Allen," went the second blonde in a much more carefree manner. "We're from CatCo magazine."

Lena raised an eyebrow at the two women as a smile spread across her face. "It's a publication not known for its hard-hitting journalism. More like 'high-waisted jeans: yes or no?'"

Kara and Anais exchanged glances with each other before Kara replied, "We're just tagging along today."

"Right. Can we just speed this interview along?" Lena gazed at the three of them with a resignation they didn't understand until she spoke again. "Just ask me what you want to ask, Mr. Kent. Did I have anything to do with the Venture explosion?"

"Did you?" Clark bluntly asked.

Anais sent him a disapproving glance but Lena had been the one to ask in the first place. Even then, Lena just smiled again. "You wouldn't be asking me if my last name was Smith." Her polite sarcasm was surprisingly restrained. Not everyone could remain so put together when being accused with attempted homicide.

"Ah, but it's not," Clark went on like nothing. "It's Luthor."

"Some steel under that Kansas wheat," Lena took in a breath and sighed. "It wasn't always. I was adopted when I was four. And the person who made me feel most welcome in the family was Lex. He made me proud to be a Luthor. And then he went on his reign of terror in Metropolis." She paused and looked away from the three, growing distant the more she recollected the path her brother took on. "Declared war on Superman. Committed unspeakable crimes. When Superman put Lex in jail, I vowed to take back my family's company. To rename it L-Corp." The mention of her company's new name was enough to pull her back to the present. "Make it a force for good. I'm just a woman trying to make a name for herself outside of her family. Can you understand that?"

"Yes, we can," Anais was the one to answer her. "We can really understand that, Miss Luthor." She understood perfectly what Lena was trying to do because she herself was attempting to do the same thing. Sure, her family wasn't evil but the Allens were still a high class family surrounded by governmental science and laboratories. Anais moved to National City in order to make something out of herself on her own. She felt a terrible churn of her stomach due to the guilt of coming for Lena Luthor just for trying to do something good.

"I know why you're here," Lena raised her hands to show she was still acting in good faith. "Because a subsidiary of my company made the part that exploded on the Venture." She got up from her chair and went to a set of drawers on the side of the room, missing when both Kara and Clark x-rayed her entire office. Anais inwardly sighed but knew it was standard procedure. When Lena turned back, she held a USB in hand. "This drive contains all the information we have on the oscillator. I hope it helps you in your investigation." She promptly handed the USB to Clark. "Thank you. Give me a chance, Mr. Kent. I'm here for a fresh start. Let me have one."

"We will," Anais reassured her and was the first to move towards the door.

Once out in the safety of the streets, the three discussed their brief visit.

"I didn't see anything when I X-ray-visioned the room," Clark said as he safely tucked away the USB into his pocket.

"Yeah, me neither," Kara agreed. "What do you think?"

"I've learned through hard experience not to believe anything a Luthor says."

"Yeah, that right there is nothing but prejudicial," Anais turned on both of them, forcing them to stop walking.

"You clearly are new to this life but trust me when I tell you that I know all about Luthors," Clark said, believing to have Kara on her side so he was mighty surprised when Kara sighed beside him.

"Yeah, I know I'm not a reporter or anything, but I kinda believed her."

"And until we find evidence that says otherwise, there's no reason why we shouldn't," Anais grinned at Kara for the support she unintentionally gave for their side. "And, just to cater to both sides, I'll personally keep an eye on Lena from afar."

Clark didn't seem so on board with that but his cellphone rang. "It's Lois," he told Kara and stepped a bit away to answer.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to Arun?" Kara quietly asked Anais once they were alone. "Winn mentioned you seemed a little bit down after your lunch. Was it because you left to help Clark and I with the Venture?"

"No, actually...it was...just some things he said during our lunch," Anais shook her head. She didn't want to keep dwelling on something she couldn't really judge Arun on yet. "I do have to talk to him so, you know, I can get to know him better. Maybe I'm just overreacting, I don't know. What about you and James, though? He couldn't have been too happy about your date being interrupted?"

"Uum…" Kara gave a tilt of her head, "It feels…"

"Kara?"

Kara released a big sigh. "Honestly, it feels like it's a lot more difficult than it should be. I'm trying to juggle being Supergirl and this new job Cat is offering and then when I think about James and dating, I…" she shook her head, making a hand gesture that even she didn't know what she meant. "The spark that I felt before...it's not there anymore."

Anais thought about something but she decided that she wouldn't burden Kara with a thought like that, at least not until Kara gave signs that she was already thinking about it. "Maybe you need to take one thing at a time," she offered instead. "That job offer Cat gave you...that's time delicate so you might want to start with that."

Kara chuckled. "Yeah, maybe so."

"Listen, um, I hadn't mentioned it before but I'm going to talk to Cat as Solar. I feel like it's time," Anais nodded with certainty. She delayed it enough and poor James got all the wrap for it.

"You sure that's what you want to do?"

"Yes, absolutely. It's time she got off James' back for that and it's time for me to start sharing with the city," Anais smiled. She noticed Clark coming back to them and decided to take her leave so the two cousins could spend more time together. "I'll be on the lookout for Lena like I promised."

"Be careful," Clark honestly warned her.

"I'm not bulletproof but I am literally faster than the speed of light," Anais smirked proudly and turned to leave.

~ 0 ~

Alex gripped the folder between her fingers as she walked into the room J'onn was in. "I know why you and Superman aren't the best of friends," she just came out with it. She was sure if she thought about it she would turn around and leave. This wasn't something that could be ignored. "Operation Emerald." She let the file drop on the table beside them and waited to see J'onn's reaction.

The man was stoic but ultimately he did have to wonder. "How did you find out about that?"

"I cross-referenced your personnel file with Superman," Alex crossed her arms and hoped that this would be enough to elicit some type of explanation directly from him instead of getting it all from paper.

It seemed like she was on the right track.

"Back when I first took over the DEO, we got a report about a meteorite coming down in the desert. Superman would work with us back then, so we both headed out to investigate. We got there, it was dark and but I could see something down in the crater. Green, glowing like an emerald. It didn't affect me, but Superman got down there, he started heaving. Passed out."

Alex nodded with understanding. "It was Kryptonite."

"I named it that," J'onn admitted. "Superman wanted to destroy it all."

"But you kept it," Alex didn't mean that as an accusation of some horrible secret he harbored but even she was reluctant to keep such a dangerous object around.

"He was not the only Kryptonian out there, Alex. Their powers are limitless. Now we have a way to protect ourselves from them."

"Except "them" now includes my sister."

"Guys, we may have a problem," Winn made an quick stride into the room, nonethewiser of the tersed conversation just had. "I've been going over the data from Luthor Corp. Now, the oscillator that exploded on the Venture, it was located underneath the main passenger cabin, right?" He wasn't necessarily waiting for either Alex nor J'onn to answer. He just kept going. "In fact, it was housed under seat 23B. And according to the manifest, guess who was supposed to be sitting in seat 23B?" He used his tablet to show them the visual of venture's seating arrangement. "Lena Luthor."

"Lena Luthor wasn't behind the explosion. She was the target," J'onn realized along with Alex. It meant they were dealing with the worst of the Luthors.

~ 0 ~

If the DEO wanted a confirmation that Lex Luthor was trying to murder his baby sister, they got it only one hour after making the first realization. Lena had been almost killed while attempting to fly in a helicopter, but thanks to Solar, Supergirl and Superman she lived to see another day.

Now at the DEO, the team was attempting to analyze a piece of the drone they'd managed to salvage. Winn was the closest, and the most eager, to see just what it was made up.

"This thing is like state-of-the-state-of-the-art! Kind of looks like something my dad might have built in one of his more murdery moments!"

"His what now?" Anais repeated in confusion.

"Nothing," Winn said without thinking. Yes, the world already knew just who his father was but if he could save one mind from knowing a terrible truth, then he was glad it could be Anais.

"We've acquired a partial print from the wreckage," Alex called from the controls. She had Agent Velasquez pulling up a mugshot of the man Anais, Kara and Clark fought earlier. "John Corben. International assassin for hire. He's been linked to Intergang, Kasnian terrorists, and the genocide in Corto Maltese. If you want somebody high-profile killed, this is the guy to hire. But who would want Lena Luthor dead?"

"Hey, where's Kara?" Winn asked after realizing they were short one blonde in the room.

"She, uh, is talking to James," Anais answered, sharing a knowing look with Alex. They wondered when poor Kara would get her thoughts straight. "And where's J'onn exactly? And Clark?"

"Also...talking," Alex knew the irony of the situation.

"Is everyone suddenly talking?" Winn paused just to wonder if he had anyone to talk to. Nope. He was lonely. Anais laughed at his expression, pulling him out of his momentary pensive state. "I have people to talk to," the man argued weakly.

"Didn't your girlfriend turn evil?" Alex raised an eyebrow at him. Winn was frankly offended they would throw that back at him.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure me, Kara and my young adoptive dad kicked her ass," Anais joining in didn't make him feel any better.

Winn opened his mouth but no words came to mind. Still, as he pointed between them something eventually came out. "You both...are mean."

Alex formed a small 'o' with her mouth. "Great comeback. You're almost as good as Kara."

"Well, while this is lovely, I'm going to see if I can convince Miss Luthor to postpone that renaming ceremony." Anais figured it was the best thing Lena could do but she had to see if Lena would be willing to even do it. She seemed really set on the ceremony when they visited her at L-Corp.

~0~

Lena was an exceptionally stubborn woman, Anais came to discover. While Lena went around the public event checking for any last minute changes or mending, Anais trailed after her giving her all the reasons why it would be better to postpone the event.

"I'm sorry, Miss…?" Lena briefly stopped her fast paced walking to look at Anais.

"It's just Anais," the blonde waved off with her free hand. The other hand rested over her camera that was slung around her neck. "And I just really think it's a big risk you're taking continuing on with this event when your brother is...well…"

"Trying to kill me?" Lena finished with no apparent hesitation. It almost made Anais feel sorry for the woman. It seemed like Lena was quite accustomed to aggressive family problems.

"Yeah…"

Lena seemed ready to talk but suddenly looked out to the park. She pursed her red lips together and nodded up ahead. "Do you see how many people showed up?"

Anais didn't understand but she looked over and shrugged. "Well, to be honest, not a lot." Lena laughed softly, knowing that Anais was trying to be polite in her answer.

"My brother's serving 32 consecutive life sentences for some awful things, and now when people think of me or the company...all they see is Lex's madness," she sighed and brought a hand to her forehead, gently rubbing her fingers over her skin. "I'm trying to make a life of my own and that includes this company that I know can be something good to the public."

"I know that, believe me," Anais was quick to say. "I've lived with my parents up until last month. This is the first time I'm on my own, in a new city...with my first job ever." She raised her camera a bit, making Lena smile.

"Then you should understand why I have to do this," Lena started walking towards the platform. "I can't start my life if I succumb to my brother's threats."

Anais had stopped following when Lena reached the platform and decided to mingle instead nearby. She was under the guise of a job - which would end up working to her benefit later when she showed Cat the pictures of the ceremony - but was still going to keep a close eye on Lena. And she knew Alex was nearby as well, keeping an eye on any strangers coming by.

When Lena began to address the crowd, Anais started snapping pictures. She had to admit Lena Luthor had no bad angles because every shot Anais took of her seemed to be perfect.

However, midway through Lena's speech, a laser shot right over Lena and hit a statue instead. It was enough to cause panic amongst the crowd. A couple more lasers shot through and struck a nearby building. Anais forgone her camera - in a safe spot of course - then returned as Solar. She was about to go towards the building when she got word of Supergirl and her cousin.

They would take care of the building so Solar could get the people around them to safety. One by one, she sped the people away but when it came to find the actual target, Solar had to actually fly into the air. She could hear Alex calling out the assassin and flew downwards.

Her eyes glowed gold as she fired her laser and caught the man's back. He screamed in pain when he felt the burn on his skin, but the man didn't catch a break because in the next moment Lena Luthor had made her mark with a bullet. It caught him near the clavicle and set him down.

"Badass," Solar said in utter awe.

"If you're done crushing, Miss Solar, we request that you bring the man back to the DEO," she heard Winn's voice over the comms.

Solar playfully rolled her eyes but did as told and super sped the assassin back to the DEO before he could even process.

~ 0 ~

"You did what now?" Alex gaped at both Anais and Winn the next day. Her dark eyes flickered between the two like a mother who was getting ready to scold her children.

"I asked him to," Anais raised a hand, making sure that everyone who knew would understand that she'd made the call. "I mean, I had some good shots of Lena at her ceremony but I thought the one where she took Corben down would be an extra help in her endeavor to show people she was different from her brothers-"

Alex raised a hand to stop the alien. "You hacked into a public street camera for a picture of Lena?"

"I asked Winn and he was really nice enough to do it-" Anais quickly looked at Winn with a big smile, "-and I have to say thanks again."

"It was nothing," Winn said before realizing Alex was now glaring his way. "O-or was it?" he made a face. "Does this at all jeopardize my new job at the DEO?"

Anais gasped, clapping one hand over her mouth. "Oh my God, does it? I-I didn't mean to - I just wanted to help Lena out. I sympathize with her, that's all."

Because Alex knew Anais was telling the truth, she decided to go easy and avoid them the trouble of being confronted by J'onn. "Our system is not meant to take pictures of people for magazine articles. Don't do that again, either of you." Her moving pointing finger was warning enough for the two in question.

"Got it!" the two chorused.

They waited until Alex left to be able to breath with relief.

"Winn, I am so sorry for that," Anais turned to the man afterwards. "I didn't even consider what would happen...I just thought it would help Lena."

"And it did," Winn said. They had both seen the article Clark had written about Lena that used some of Anais' pictures - which Cat would never know that she had given to the Daily Planet - and thought it was nice that Lena was getting a fair chance to start over.

"Congrats about your new job, by the way," Anais said once things cooled down. They headed for the hallway, intending on returning to the main room. "Sure it's gonna be more fun than working at CatCo."

"Definitely," Winn practically beamed at the thought of all the 'cool aliens' he'd get to see now that he was officially part of the DEO team. "Oh hey, did you ever get back to Arun?"

"No," Anais shook her head, feeling a little guilty she was purposely avoiding that subject.

"Don't you think you should do that?"

"Um, tomorrow," Anais said, though was only half sure of it. "Today I have something else planned."

"Like what?"

"...I've got a date with Cat Grant."

~ 0 ~

Cat was more than prepared for the interview James Olsen had finally set up for (in her mind) her and Solar. It was about damn time, she thought. This was the last thing she needed in her 'bucket list' to feel like she could...move on.

Overlooking the balcony, Cat saw the familiar gold streak zipping down the street. She stepped back when the streak started running up the building. With Solar's arrival, the media queen stumbled back from the force of wind.

"Miss Grant," Solar smiled widely. She had to admit she was fairly excited to do this interview. Kara had warned her that Cat was no joke when it came to interviews but it didn't scare Solar. She just wanted people to finally get an idea of who she was.

Cat got over her initial surprise fairly fast. She grabbed the recorder she left on the table and made a gesture that she wanted to turn it on. Solar gave her the nod to go for it.

"Curious, do you prefer running or flying?" Cat pointed out the balcony. "Because we've seen you do both…"

"Because I'm a speedster, I go about the same speed whether it's running or flying...but I like to run. It gives me some exercise," Solar made the motion of someone jogging.

"So, you're not of the same place as Supergirl nor Superman?"

"Nope," Solar popped the 'p' in that word. "I'm actually a unique case for my people. I am half human and half alien. A hybrid, if you will."

"Your half human?" Cat blinked in surprise. Solar nodded and allowed Cat to say her assumptions out loud. "One of your parents is human then...amazing…"

"They're both gone," Solar said before Cat started on a crusade to fish out the two. "It's just me and, um, that man that you saw the last time?"

"Name?"

"He hasn't picked one. Actually, I don't know if he's joining us, but he's not a danger to the public."

"So where are you from, then? I mean the alien part of you, anyways."

Solar smiled for a moment. "I'm from a planet called Solaris. My people are natural speedsters and can wield the sun's powers."

"Do you know if there are any more of them on this planet?"

"No, not really."

"And you…" Cat moved forwards, startling Solar for a second. Cat's eyes were scrutinizing the alien up and down. At one point, she started to circle Solar. "Where did you come from? I mean, you showed up only a bit after Supergirl. Where've you been?"

"Training," Solar could honestly say. "Because I'm half human, I developed my powers a lot later than my people typically do."

"And is that why you showed up, now? Because you were done training?"

"Yes, and no," Solar sighed. "Look, I'm not here to be painted as a hero with a tragic backstory, nor a wannabe Supergirl. I'm here because of who I am. I am Solar, half human and half alien. I was born on this planet," she pointed her index finger down, "So this is my home. You are my people too and I want to help. I want to do my part in the community."

"A bit cliche…" Cat's lips twitched into a smirk.

"But it's the truth and there's nothing to be ashamed of," Solar shrugged. "That's why I came to you, to tell you and your readers that I am here whenever I am needed and wanted." She tilted her head when another idea popped into her head. "Oh, right, and for you to lay off James. Don't threaten his job to get more interviews, please."

Cat's smirk fully developed. "Got your attention, didn't it?"

Solar playfully shook her head. "This interview is now over. Have a good night, Miss Grant." She gave a mock salute with her two fingers before rising into the air. She would definitely be looking forwards to reading Cat's article.

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Fic Name (and link): People Watcher Series: Lab Rats Characters: Chase Davenport (Mentioned: Bree Davenport, Adam Davenport, Leo Dooley) Pairings: N/A Trigger Warnings: Mention of serial killer, a knife and almost murder Important Tags: N/A Fic Summary:  "i want a drabble of Chase just strolling through life and then he glances towards someone and his Facial Recognition App boots up and identifies them as a mass murderer and then he sees the weapon they have on them." Or, On the Lab Rats server I came up with this and decided to write it so now you get to see it

Mission Creek isn't a small town by any means. It's not a big city, but it is a city in California that has housed two of the richest people on the planet, being Donald Davenport and, temporarily, Pierce Harington. Thankfully, it is a relatively safe place. There aren't many shootings or killings excluding robberies or muggings gone wrong.

With donations from the Davenport family, the police station is well-equipped to keep everything nice and safe.

It's why it's so easy for Donald to let his four teenage kids go on a walk through downtown Mission Creek to enjoy the nice weather and get them out of his hair. There isn't much to do except shop and eat in this area of town, but they make do just walking and seeing the sights they weren't allowed to grow up around- or, in Leo's case, didn't live close enough to grow up around.

Chase is very much a people watcher at the best of times, and at the worst he tends to forget that it's weird to stare at somebody while they pass you. Thankfully, it may have actually saved several lives in this case.

He's still tuned in to the conversation/friendly argument his siblings are having while he turns and watches a guy in a t-shirt, jeans, hiking boots, and baseball cap walk around the opposite street. He looks perfectly normal, just some Guy:tm: walking to wherever, maybe the store, maybe he's going home, maybe he's off to find his car.

Maybe he's off to kill several people, something that pings in Chase’s mind when his facial recognition app has him freezing in place when it lights up in an alert and tells him the man he's looking at has killed twelve people and currently has a sheathed bowie knife in his bag with remnants of blood on it.

Distantly, he hears his siblings ask why he stopped, but he tilts his head at the man while he continues to walk without a care in the world. What does he do in this situation? Call the cops? How does he explain how he knew who this man is when nobody else seems to?

In theory, he could take him down now without anybody noticing. Chase can tell he has an earbud in the opposite ear, online, and playing a song he doesn't know. He could cause a short circuit remotely and force it to explode. That would stun him long enough for someone else to intervene, although Bree could stop him in the next three seconds with her speed, he feels like he needs to do something.

(He's always the weakest link. Just this once, this once, can't he do something useful?)

Exploding his earbud could also kill him, it's too high of a risk to be one he's willing to take. He could throw a force field in his direction, but that'd expose their bionics and be harder to say it was a freak accident. 

Oh!

He squints, the man has barely taken three steps since he started coming up with ways to do this and activates his remote hacking. He distorts the music playing, glitching it out enough so that the man will reach up and pull his earbud out. The moment it's out of his ear Chase causes the short circuit.

He leans back and grins when it stuns the serial killer casually walking down the street to the ground, where he hits his head and Chase can hear his heartbeat slow to the rate it goes when you're asleep.

Now, he just needs to tell Bree to take him to a police station.

...And then probably explain why he just did that, actually. He realizes now that he's more likely to get reprimanded than praised, but at least he didn't expose their bionics or kill anybody.