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somerpmemes · 3 years ago

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Killing Eve S3 Starters

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“If you want to be a winner you have to sacrifice everything.”

“I am so much happier now she’s dead.”

“Bureaucracy in all its glory.”

“I’m back now, with bells on.”

“We’re always like this, aren’t we?”

“We’re gonna make a fabulous team.”

“You’re not easy to replace.”

“What’s in it for you, hmm?”

“Whatever you want, I will do it.”

“Power is there for the taking, ___. You just have to be smart about how.”

“You have friends?”

“You realize to fit in here you have to be socially inept like the rest of us.”

“You know, a normal person would flake on their friend when something better turns up.”

“Well, remind me not to rely on you for anything.”

“You can hide from it, but it won’t hide from you.”

“Are you crying? Don’t be a wimp.”

“Nothing good comes fast.”

“My work remains totally untouchable.”

“You know, you really shouldn’t leave your front door open considering the amount of people that have tried to kill you.”

“Yeah, well it’s not my problem anymore.”

“You just don’t seem very happy, that’s all.”

“Who says I want to be happy?”

“You see this and you’re transported to a time of happiness?”

“Are you ever going to apologize?”

“You really don’t think you did anything wrong at all, do you?”

“Life is just a series of trade-offs, ___.”

“This isn’t something you can fix, ___.”

“Our entire relationship has had you at the center of it.”

“She’s lying, okay?”

“You’re crying because you feel stupid. Because you WERE stupid.”

“Hey, these drinks don’t involve games or organized fun, do they?”

“I hear you’re a walking miracle.”

“You know, when a bullet has been through you, it leaves something behind.”

“And then you taught me how to swear in Russian.”

“It’s about acknowledging the sad together.”

“Couldn’t we be sad and listen to good music?”

“It’s push by the way.”

“Why would I want to look ten years younger?”

“It’s good to have many lovers. Keeps you limber.”

“Winners win alone.”

“You can’t go down that path anymore.”

“So you don’t think about her anymore?”

“So, shall we just dive right in?”

“I don’t believe in distractions.”

“I’m fully capable of doing my job without any approval from you.”

“I know you think I’m a self-serving prick.”

“Some things are bigger than the job and this is one of them.”

“You have to start taking care of yourself right now or it’s going to catch up with you.”

“How long do I have to stay?”

“Anybody can fight. It takes a special person to kill.”

“Just so you know, I’m kinda a big deal in this industry.”

“You do everything I say exactly when I say it.”

“If you make me look bad I will kill you.”

“You did all that for a boyfriend?”

“You only know a country once you know it’s drink.”

“It’s good to know he was getting some before he died.”

“Being hard on someone is sometimes what they need.”

“Don’t be embarrassed will you?”

“Why don’t you go and do your thing where you close your eyes and breathe?”

“You do not get to come here without an invitation anymore!”

“Haven’t you heard? I’m moving up in the world.”

“If I killed everybody who betrayed me there would be nobody left.”

“You have to know, you’re not safe.”

“You think you’re in control but you’re not.”

“Really, I’m fine. You should go.”

“You know I care about you?”

“You really like that baby, huh?”

“It would be really unsettling if he actually got something right.”

“I have all my best thoughts in the bath.”

“I haven’t looked up in ten minutes.”

“Meetings have biscuits.”

“That is literally the most parenting this household has ever seen.”

“You have been unfocused and manic for days.”

“I’m just having some fun.”

“It’s not my fault he was an idiot.”

“You want to amuse yourself, go crazy.”

“I’m the one doing all the work.”

“You think handling you isn’t work?”

“You should get your act together.”

“I’m not ready!”

“Once I pop, I just can’t stop.”

“I don’t have any self-control.”

“Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

“Did you take this job thinking it’d be easier?”

“You really should have some kind of protection, you know that right?”

“Have you ever locked and popped, ___?”

“I want to smell powerful.”

“Pushing ourselves out of our comfort zones is how we grow.”

“I adore a coincidence, it makes me feel I’m in the right place.”

“I just had the novel experience of being stood up.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll have him killed.”

“A terrible lifestyle suits me, huh?”

“Do you believe a word of that?”

“This place is psychopathic.”

“I should have shot you in the head.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“I’m not here for you!”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Who doesn’t answer their phone on a stake-out?”

“Everyone, look innocent.”

“Don’t wait for me in the dark like that!”

“Don’t you want to know why I’m in your bed?”

“They own every little bit of you.”

“What kind of baby do you think I was?”

“I’m wearing power. And to keep power, you need knowledge.”

“This is where you belong!”

“So you’re saying this is it?”

“You do realize that’s my desk?”

“What is that smell?”

“You’re supposed to share the cake!”

“You’re like a sad teenager, waiting for a like on Instagram.”

“Don’t you like having fun?”

“You don’t know what it’s like when you’ve chosen to destroy your own life.”

“I promise you, whatever you’ve done is not half as bad as the stuff in my checkered past.”

“I stabbed someone.”

“Do not think that you are the only self-loathing as whole in the room, ever.”

“Choices, ___. It’s all about choices.”

“Can I stay with you tonight?”

“But it’s my job to do terrible things.”

“I want you to have a plan.”

“So not over me.”

“Ah. You made me cake.”

“It really doesn’t look like the picture.”

“Wait, wait, just because it looks bad doesn’t mean it tastes bad.”

“You don’t deserve nice things if you don’t look after them.”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“I gained valuable insight into Victorian gender politics.”

“You’re so close to getting what you want. But you have to play by the rules.”

“You are so annoying today.”

“I am just trying to save you from yourself!”

“You know, you really don’t have to be so dramatic.”

“This would be a really bad way to go!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll be my favorite.”

“What got you in such a good mood?”

“I really hate it when you do that.”

“You’re free now. You can be whoever you want.”

“But I don’t want to be free.”

“You have the hiccups?”

“I’ve been ordered to stay away from all of this.”

“What are you doing home at this hour of the day?”

“It is a bit odd being here in the daytime, isn’t it?”

“I get up to all sorts of stuff.”

“You barely even look at me.”

“I’m trying to tell you that I’m worried about you, ___!”

“You have hat hair.”

“You said you have everything under control.”

“Not getting any, huh?”

“Did they air bnb my room again?”

“I know a killer when I see a killer and she’s a killer.”

“You were mean.”

“I beat the crap out of the sofa so I don’t beat the crap out of people.”

“You’ll have lots of fun, I promise.”

“Being strong is a choice.”

“That looks like shit.”

“You don’t want to dance?”

“Eat this. Be quiet.”

“Come on, it used to make you laugh.”

“You always laugh at things that aren’t funny.”

“You do not belong here.”

“I was not a happy person.”

“You were never a happy person.”

“You were bad from the beginning.”

“Oh, I think I need to kill you.”

“It’s so good to see your eyes.”

“Do you want to put ice on it?”

“Are you trying to seduce me?”

“This is the same stuff I was doing before.”

“You know that would be okay... if you’re not okay, that is.”

“Sometimes you just need to let it win.”

“You can’t watch sports without a hot dog.”

“I don’t want to talk about it!”

“Where are we going? It better be someplace hot.”

“You should run away.”

“I don’t think you really want this.”

“Don’t let them see something’s up.”

“The plan only works if nobody knows there is one.”

“Should I… trust you?”

“None of us are to be trusted, that’s why we work here.”

“Don’t be a grump.”

“Stop or I’ll scream.”

“You know how annoying it is when you have to be around two people in love?”

“You’re a real role model, you know that?”

“You don’t have to do this. I already know you are scary.”

“___, are you comparing yourself to a carrot?”

“I don’t love being here either.”

“It would be so much better if we could have this conversation after I’ve eaten.”

“To you, I am harsh and cold and, to me, you are disappointed and expectant.”

“You don’t talk to people when they are bowling.”

“You can’t beat us, you understand?”

“Oh, I’ve got to get out of here.”

“That guy was really staring at me.”

“Do you know why I love you, ___? Because you’re an agent of chaos. And I love chaos.”

“You’re a beautiful monster, ___.”

“Thank you for the inappropriate touching. It was actually pretty nice.”

“You’re a child. You have no idea what you’re dealing with.”

“It’s just standard white person stuff.”

“Jokes are for people who do their job correctly, ___.”

“Do you ever think of anything else?”

“Heroes only get the girl in Hollywood.”

“Do you want to sit down?”

“Is this one of those moments we pretend never happened?”

“Look what someone just gave me. It’s a shank made out of a toothbrush.”

“Tone all this down a little. It’s too much.”

“So you’re actually leaving me here?”

“Why are you making this difficult?”

“You can’t get raided twice in a day. It’s a rule.”

“You look ridiculous.”

“Germans don’t wear kilts.”

“Russia has vegans now.”

“There is no such thing as a nice surprise.”

“Just once I want to make a scene and not be told to “be quiet” or to “pull myself together” or that I’m being ridiculous!”

“What kind of person does that?”

“I hope you die.”

“He’s crying out to be killed.”

“You have lost it, haven’t you?”

“Okay, I’m gonna make myself an omelette to celebrate.”

“That random guy now wants to kill me.”

“I thought you didn’t want to talk about it.”

“Wherever I go, someone wants to murder me.”

“I probably deserve it.”

“Let’s face it, ___, I’m a prick.”

“Don’t argue with me we’re celebrating.”

“You’re not really okay, are you?”

“I fear the walls may be closing in on me.”

“It’s starting to feel personal.”

“What is wrong with you?! You’re an emotional iceberg!”

“I’m not coming at you, I’m trying to hug you.”

“This isn’t healthy.”

“You can’t just refuse to feel anything for the rest of your life.”

“A little overdramatic, don’t you think?”

“Is this really necessary?”

“You’re going to die in this room.”

“We are both to blame.”

“Do you ever think about the past?”

“They seem happy. Carefree.”

“I want to feel like that.”

“Dancing’s not my thing.”

“Are you leading or am I?”

“We’d consume each other before we got old.”

“Talk me through your outfit.”

“Comfortable is what you make people with a terminal illness.”

“I was trained to look devastating.”

“You know, you almost have no sense of humor.”

“What am I supposed to do? Applaud or…?”

“What is this really about?”

“You’ve not tried to bribe someone before, have you?”

“I expected you to look more like a stripper.”

“You know your problem? You don’t know what’s good for you.”

“Well, this is something new.”

“You’re going to burn for this.”

“I wish I could believe you.”

“You never loved me. Not even close.”

“You can be pretty athletic when you choose.”

“I don’t want to do it anymore. Any of it.”

“You were never like them. You only thought you were.”

“When I try to think of my future I just see your face over and over again.”

“Did I ruin your life?”

“Do you think I’m a monster?”

“I think we all have monsters inside of us, it’s just that most people have managed to keep theirs hidden.”

“Help me make it stop.”

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tanakavox · 4 years ago

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A look into the multiverse chapter 6.

Aka the worst written chapter I've ever done. I hate the reacts for this one, feels... weak. Hope you guys enjoy it.

The theater screen lights up and carama begins to pan over a city during night time Citizens mingle down the sidewalks on evening strolls. Above them, a helicopter flies low between the buildings heading for something. A red orb of light appears to chase after it. Shortly thereafter, a flash of gray bounced between the building at high speeds landing on the roof of one. The gray blur was a young Mercury Black, a grin on his face as he looked over the city. He looked to be around 11-12 and his hair was spiker then normal. He had a pair of ears on his head and short tails.

"Ah,yeah! This is happening!" Mercury exclaimed smiling.

"Mercury? Oh no."Emerald said shaking her head afraid of the ego trip her panter might get from this universe.

"He's fast, and… so young." Ruby pointed out.

"What's happening and why is he a fanaus?" Yang asked.

"He's not. He has two traits." Blake pointed. "He looks like a hedgehog though.

The young boy turned to sounds of sirens, looked down to see four police cars rushing to an emergency with screeching tires. He jumps down just in time to see them disappear around the corner.

"What's going down there?'' he mutters to himself. He curls into a ball and rockets after the cars, rolling like a bowling ball.

"That's actually a cool move." Mercury pointed out with a grin.

The police cars have formed a perimeter in front of a large building. Two helicopters hover overhead with their searchlights on as an odd watery figure lands on a police car and stand in place without moving or making a sound.

"That's a interesting creature…" Salem gave a little smile cross her legs thinking of a grimm similar to it.

"You are completely surrounded! Surrender yourself!" officer yelled as the squad aim their guns at figure. It hop over the police squad and they take aim and fire. The bullets only drop to the ground after colliding with it, the aqua figure giving off a low growl.

"Oh, no! Our weapons are useless! Retreat! All personnel, fall back!" The officer cried, him and the rest of the squad running away, a few firing a few more rounds as they ran.

"So it's bulletproof as well? This creature gets more and more interesting." Salem's smile grew larger as she watched the creature in action.

Mercury lands on the car and grins, looking at the being in excitement.

"This could be fun!" He stated he jumps into the air and attacks the monster with a kick, hitting it in what seem to be it's faces knocking it into a car, denting it. Mercury smirks a bit and immediately gets hit by the car that he had sent it into. The boy lifts the car off himself, not seeing to care that he got hit by a car. He cruels into a ball and rams into the creature and soon after the creature starts to run away. Mercury had a look of disappointment of how easy the fight was and chased after the creature.

Come on, ya big drip! Where ya goin'?"

"Yeah Mini me. That was an easy and boring fight." Mercury said with a shake of his head..

"Such a disappointing creature." Salem mutters while uncrossing her legs."

"That 12 year old got hit by a freaking car, and his only reaction was to pick it up and throw it back." Weiss pointed out. "Does nothing think that's amazing for a 12 year without AURA?" When one no answered she just looked back at the screen and muttered to herself: "I guess not."

The creature falls through a drain getting away, Mercury snaps his fingers in frustration as the camera pans into the air and shows smirking, evilly as he looks down at the hedgehog.

"Foolish child. That was Chaos, God of Destruction! And soon my plans will be realized! Watts begins to cackle madly.

Salem raises an eyebrow at the sight of Watts and Chaos. "God of destruction? An unfitting name for such a weak creature."

The scene cuts to Mercury lounging near a pool, sleeping as he hears a noise of a plane. He turns to see a younger Oscar flying out of control.

"Hey look another tiny Oscar!" Nora cooed at the sight of the farmboy." Oscar blush a bit in embarrassment.

"Why is he flying a biplane?" Ren asked.

"Tails?" He asked no one in confusion. His eye widen as he watch out Oscar's plan begans to pummel toward the ground. "Watch out! You're gonna crash! AHHH!" Oscar's plane crashs on the beach and Mercury facepalms groaning a bit. "Oh Tails. What am I gonna do with you?" Mercury curl into a ball again in a blink of an eyes rockets towards where Oscar had crash landed. He sees two legs poking out of the ground and grabs one, yanking the boy out of the sand and giving a closer look at Oscar. He was a fox, but a fox with two tails instead of one and he looked to be around 8.

Blake's stares a bit a Oscar's tails. "That's…. New. "

"Yeah a 8 year old flying a biplane is new right Blake?" Ruby said.

"I think she meant the fact the Oscars had two tails Ruby." Jaune replied.

Oscar blinks a few times and grins at the sight of his friend.

"Oh hey Sonic! Long Time no see huh?" He said casually.

"A child his age surviving a plane crash and only casually reacting to it. He must be very durable." Winter mused to herself.

"Hey Tails." Mercury greeted back, placing Oscar on his feet. "What happened there? You're too good of a pilot to make such a sloppy landing.

Oscar rubs his head. "That was a test run using a new prototype propulsion system. It's got a few bugs to iron out." Mercury raises an eyebrow. "Okay…... A Lot of bugs."

"No shit kid." Mercury snarks

" Why not just use my plane, the Tornado?"

"Thanks, but you gotta check out my newest power supply! Ta dahhh!" Oscar pulls a purple looking gem.

"WHOA! A Chaos Emerald!" Mercury looked it over in astosment.

"Oscar smiles a bit. "Yep! I just happened to find one of the 7 Emeralds during one of my test flights. This thing has unlimited powers, ya know... So I figured, why not use it to power my plane. Super charged! You gotta come over my workshop, Sonic! I've got something I've gotta show you! It's in the Mystic Ruins. The fastest way is by train. Let's go!"

The scene cuts to Mercury and Oscar running in a field when a voice stops them in their place.

"Ha ha ha ha! If it isn't !" Watts descended down in an egg shaped pod grinning maniacally. Oscar's tails stiffen in fear and he hides behind Mercury. Mercury however just looks at Watts with a grin.

Look! It's a giant talking egg!

Yang begins to laugh hard. "He does look like an egg!"

Salem didn't say anything but quietly laugh to herself, not seeing Ozpin catching her laugh with a bit of shock before quickly turning back to the show.

"Silence! I am , the greatest scientific genius in the world!" Watts growled

"Whatever you say, Eggman!" Mercury replied with a roll of his eyes and a dismal wave of his hand.

"Damn. Kid's got balls." Qrow said.

"Hell yeah I do. I'm always badass." Mercury boosted.

"Enough! I've got big plans and now I'm gonna put them to work!"

"You're always up to no good. Now what d'ya want?" Oscar piped up from behind Mercury. Watts glared at Oscar, causing the fox cub to to flinch and hide behind Mercury. Watts begins to rise higher in his pod.

"Awww. He scared little fox Oscar." Nora cooed again.

"I want all the Chaos Emeralds. Better not interfere! Or else!" Watts said looking down at the two.

"Or else what wimp?" Mercury taunted.

"Or else I'll take them from you by force... the hard way!" Watts goes behind the cliff and raise with his pod turning into a hornet like form.

It flies after the two firing missile that Mercury and Oscar dodge without any problems. Watts snarls as he attempts to ram into Mercury, the boy hopping over the machine, causing it to get stuck in the ground. Mercury land on his feet and curls into a ball, rocketing into Watts' machine knocking it loose from the ground. Watts flies around again firing more missiles at Mercury, But he plays hopscotch on each missile, About to reach the Egg hornet before Watts smiles as Mercury falls for his trap.

"Felt for it fool!" Watts cried and he powered the machine up for another ram attack. Before he made contact with Mercury's body, in a quick blur Oscar grabbed Mercury's hand and flew away from the attack, using his two tails as like helicopter blades to fly.

"Holy shit, he can fly?" Yang asked in surprised."

"Why the hell does he need a plane then?" Qrow asked being surprised as well.

Watts screamed in rage as he got stuck in the ground again. Mercury look up at Oscar and smiled.

"Nice job Tails now throw me so we can end this!"

Oscar smiled and threw Mercury as hard as he could. Mercury curls into a ball again and rams into Watts machine breaking it down. Oscar lands next to Mercury and they look over their work.

"Well, that wasn't so hard!" Mercury turned and ruffled Oscar's hair. Good work Tails!"

Watts fake being unconscious for a time and then let out a :Aha!" as giant claw came out of his machine and grabbed the chaos emerald Oscar's person. TThe two look in horror as Watts laughed himself silly. "Come on Chaos, time to eat!" The same creature Mercury fought last night appears and Watts give it the Chaos emerald, The creature name Chaos growing bigger. Watts look over the creature in glee. " Ooooh, yes! It's just as the stone tablets predicted. Ha ha ha ha ha! His strength increases every time I feed him a Chaos Emerald! With all 7 Emeralds in him, he'll be invincible! And work for me! Together, we'll destroy Station Square! And on its ruins, I will build Wattsland, the ultimate city! Where I will rule it all! Come on Chaos! Let's find another Emerald, shall we?" And with that Watts teleported away with Chaos." And with that, Watts and Chaos teleport away.

"So if he eats more of those gems he gets stronger? That doesn't sound good!"

Salem's interest in the creature was back and she was excited to see more of it.

The end!

See? This is the weakest I've done by myself.

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #rwby mercury black #rwby oscar pine #blake bellodona #rwby nora valkyrie #emerald sustrai #cinder fall #rwby salem #ozpin #qrow #rwby lie ren #team rwby #team alpn #sonic adventure #look into the multiverse #arthur watts

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deantransgressions2 · 4 years ago

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10x23 brother's keeper

#1: no comment

"they let her leave the house looking like a whore" (talking about a young dead girl)

time tag: 2:33

#2: rudy told dean about a case and met him at the crime scene. dean demanded he leaves, even though it was actually rudy’s case, not dean’s.

dean: "yeah, not today you're not. i'm gonna need you to take a walk on this one."

rudy: "uh, okay? except uh, except i called you, so, uh, if anybody's walking, it's..."

time tag: 3:25

#3: he just started bullying rudy so no reason.

dean: "oh, you called me? no, no. you begged me. just like tuscaloosa, just like old lyme, we both know you're playing dress up out here, and it's just a matter of time before you get yourself killed. so why don't you take that walk and let the real hunters do the work?"

time tag: 3:35

#4: a "slut" is a social construct built out of misogyny, so if you ever think of someone as a "slut" then, you are therefore a misogynist. it’s very simple.

some dad: "by suggesting my daughter was a slut?"

dean: "i'll admit that thought crossed my mind."

time tag: 7:15

#5: he admitted he was originally blaming the dead woman for her own death because she was a "slut"

time tag: 7:27

#6: sigh. when will this man stop using misogynistic language..

"no wonder she put on that skank outfit and went out there looking for validation, right into the arms of the monster that killed her."

imagine thinking women only wear clothing for validation...imagine thinking women exist just for male attention...

time tag: 7:28

#7: pointed a gun at a child.

time tag: 8:18

#8: taunted and convinced a vampire into killing rudy.

time tag: 12:12

#9: destroyed a motel room that i'm sure he didn’t pay the damages for.

time tag: 13:47

#10: lured sam to the bar under false pretenses.

time tag: 24:17

#11: he was fully content to kill his brother to save himself and others. which big picture i guess is okay, except dean didn't exactly give sam a choice. also let's be real, killing sam was the most irreverent and unnecessary part of this whole plan. they justified killing him because he would "never rest" until he saved dean. which, like, isn't true. we all know if dean had thoroughly explained the darkness, and made sam promise to leave the mark alone, he literally would have. truth is death just really wanted to kill sam <3 and dean doesn't have the brain cells at the minute to realize killing sam makes no sense <3

time tag: 24:36

#12: dean was prepared to kill sam just to fix his own mistake. it's pathetic.

sam: "you traded my life."

dean: "i'm willing to live with this thing forever, as long as i know that i and it will never hurt another living thing."

let's chat. sam was willing to die in s4 to stop the apocalypse by killing lilith and get revenge for dean. sam died in s5 to save the world and therefore dean as well. sam was willing to die in s8 to save the world and therefore make dean's life easier. sam was willing to die in mids10 in order to get a codex that would save dean. NOW let's talk about dean. dean died in s3 as a result of saving sam (this one's ok). dean tried to "save" the world and therefore sam in s5 by planning to say yes to michael, which in turn would have burned half the planet. dean saved sam's life in s8 by lying to and violating sam. dean tried saving the world and therefore sam in s9 by recklessly accepting the mark, which in turn got many people killed and even more injured. dean tried saving the world in s10 by murdering his brother and then shipping himself off to the moon or some shit.

do you see the difference? do you see what's wrong here? i'll wait.

time tag: 25:50

#13: when in doubt blame sam!! when in doubt yell at sam!!

sam: "this doesn't make any sense"

dean: "no, it makes perfect sense if you stop thinking about yourself for one damn minute!"

time tag: 26:09

#14: attempted to guilt sam into cooperating by bringing up an old situation that was so completely different than the one they were currently in.

dean: "remember when we were in that church, making crowley human, about to close the gates of hell? well, you sure as hell were ready to die for the greater good then."

sam: *said some bs about dean doing the right thing after 8x23 which isn’t true and we know sam agrees*

dean: "and i was wrong. you were right, sam. you knew that this world would be better without us in it."

sam: "you're twisting my words here dean"

time tag: 28:20

#15: more emotional manipulation.

dean: "i know what i am, sam. but who are you when you...when you drove that man to sell his soul...or when you bullied charlie into getting herself killed? and to what end? a-a good end? a just end? to remove the mark no matter the consequences? sam, how is that not evil?"

dean is living in a separate reality as the rest of us. or his amnesia is in full swing today because none of what he said is true.

time tag: 29:25

#16: he again reiterated that he will kill sam and sam has no say in the matter.

time tag: 30:32

#17: sam punched dean, which was justified considering dean was trying to murder him?? but dean decided to fight back so that as a result of the assault, sam would be broken, hurt, and compliant in dean's plan to murder him.

time tag: 30:34

#18: sam submitted himself to dean's will and plan. he agreed to die just because dean wanted him to. it’s unbelievably unsettling, this is not codependency or familial love, this is emotional abuse, manipulation, and fear. and dean has always gotten off on that. sam kneeling on the floor, looking up to dean, who holds all the power, as blood runs down his face...:/

time tag: 32:30

#19: asked sam to close his eyes. oh boohoo....what a wimp. he made this big fuss about sam needing to die, then brutally attacked him, and now he wants sam to close his eyes???? what a hypocritical baby.

time tag: 33:21

#20: killed death. death! worst thing dean ever did. i miss him already.

time tag: 35:04

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firstpuffin · 4 years ago

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The really weirdly bizarre escalation in the Katekyo Hitman Reborn manga:

Those of you who have watched the anime will have at least an idea of where I’m going with this one, but Katekyo Hitman Reborn (Reborn for short) struggles with the problem of story escalation.

Basically, without a sense of escalation a long running story will fall short. You know how Superhero comics, films and television often gets kind of bizarre? Iron Man goes from fighting terrorists to saving half the universe. Smallville Clark Kent starts off punching mooks with superpowers to fighting immortal Kryptonian monsters.

Reborn begins as what is known as a gag manga: an episodic series where humour is more important than story or depth. But following the likes of Dragon Ball, Reborn eventually moves into the realm of action and plot.

“But what is the premise” I didn’t hear you ask. Our hero Japanese 14-year old Sawada Tsunayoshi (or Tsuna) turns out to be related to the founder of a mafia group and naturally that means he needs to become the next leader. Reborn, the titular Katekyo Hitman (hitman home tutor… it’s manga, deal with it) is sent to groom him into the perfect mafia boss, and is completely unperturbed by the fact that Tsuna is both an idiot and a wimp.

So once the story actually begins, Tsuna is sent to capture some mafia criminals (criminals even by the mafia’s standards) and while the villain, Rokudo Mukuro, has some grand plans, him actually succeeding at them is a whole other thing.

Then for the next story, he has to fight a branch of his mafia who have equal claim to the position, but they are jerks and so he resists (also, he and his friends would be murdered if he didn’t win).

Both of these are pretty low stakes, only really affecting the criminal world, but definitely escalating. So presumably the third story arc is something like an intra-mafia battle, right?

Tsuna has to save all of reality.

What, the fuck?

I’m not kidding in the slightest. The antagonist, Byakuran, has the power to cross parallel realities and has ruined all infinite of them (shut up! just think Crisis of Infinite Earths from DC) in an attempt at designing his own world. Tsuna and his friends have been dragged 10 years into the only remaining timeline in order to stop Byakuran. Should he fail, all reality is gone.

So what’s the next storyline? Tsuna has a squabble with some more mafia.

What, the fuck?

The next story isn’t much better but there’s no point in going into it. The damage has been done.

The escalation of Reborn shoots way beyond reason, before plummeting down to something more acceptable.

But even weirder, it manages to work. The arc with Byakuran destroying the cosmos doesn’t have a whole lot of emotional depth, but unbelievably high stakes, whereas later stories have intense emotion. The mafia in the next story has a long but forgotten history and the members of which almost perfectly match-up or reflect Tsuna’s own friend group.

It’s intense, it’s emotional, and I’ve passed my word limit so tah-rah for now.

#first puffin #manga #anime #katekyo hitman reborn #home tutor reborn #sawada tsunayoshi #tsuna #byakuran #rokudo mukuro #writing #escalation #that escalated quickly #damnwordlimits #youguyshaveshortattentionspans #thosetagswilldofornow

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gofancyninjaworld · 5 years ago

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Why do you think Genos isn't weak? I agree that he can fight monsters but he won't stand a chance against strong monsters. He has been with Saitama for the longest time but he never learned anything. His naivety is the reason why he is weak, he is still consumed by the "normative awareness". His reaction to Amai Mask's transformation is a proof of that. His mindset never grew. He respects Saitama but does not understand him, which is why he is weak.

Please let me apologise in advance. First, this is long. Second, I do have a lot of thoughts.

Yeah, But

There isn’t a character in this series where the fanbase disagrees with the writer so deeply as this guy. When interviewed, ONE insouciantly said ‘Genos is rather strong, even for a Class S hero,’ and fans went, ‘huh? You could have fooled us!’ It’s not without cause. No matter how well his fights go, ONE always makes sure that we can append an asterix to it, that we can go yeah, but*

Right from the get go, every victory is downplayed. He thrashed Armored Gorilla, but we had no idea how strong Armored Gorilla was. Not for many, many chapters, until a much-shrunken, unarmored Armored Gorilla killed a tiger-level monster with one punch. He clears a city and defeats two troublesome demon-level monsters in a matter of minutes? Yeah, but look at the state of his arms and oh! see, see, he just got flattened by that other monster! Bang needs to save Garou from his clutches? Yeah, but what if Garou was well? He’s turning monster after monster into Cubist expressions without getting a speck of blood on him? Yeah, but it’s not like we can see what’s going on – the camera pans everywhere else. He does the unbelievable against Elder Centipede? We start going wow, followed quickly by – yeah but the monster regenerated, he’s fated to always lose. He destroys G-5 without effort? Oh My GAWD! The Honour of Atomic Samurai [1] Has Been Besmirched! (me: huh how does that follow? No, don’t explain – I do understand. Because Genos is seen as weak, if he does what another character couldn’t, then it’s seen as a disgrace to the other character, not an achievement for him.)

battle without honour – if he beat Garou, then he’s a bully, if he didn’t, then he’s a wimp

Of course, the converse is also true. If Genos is having a bad time, the camera lingers in 4K with extra slow-mo. And if the action switches, like when he went from struggling against G-4 to working out how to shut the robot’s lasers down and pull it into punching range, the camera pans away, returning only to feast on the grisly aftermath.

The final clincher is Genos himself, who never reacts with the slightest sense of celebration or triumph no matter how well a fight goes. His lack of joy in fights is something that ONE has emphasised to Murata. Being able to celebrate with characters is half the joy of watching them fight.

by contrast, hell yeah, Metal Bat! The story leaves no room for doubt that Metal Bat’s to be found awesome. And he is! :)

The reason I go into all this is that I get it: Genos is presented to us in a way that gives us cause to doubt his strength. In that, he’s like the opposite of Saitama, who is presented to us so we can have no doubt as to his strength, but to the internal audience in a way that keeps raising doubts in their minds.

But Genos is strong. He’s physically very strong, very fast, and versatile. And he’s far less fragile than he is popularly made out to be. There is no reason he shouldn’t be able to take on very strong monsters, subject to match up (like almost every other hero [2]). However, ONE will make damn sure that Genos does not get to appreciate how much more powerful he has grown. What’s it going to be? What’s it going to take this time to knock down Demon Cyborg? Are several cadre going to attack him at the same time? Or will the super-insane monster that looks like the lovechild of Smaug, better-looking Sauruman and a hydra perched at the top of the mile high tower do him in first? What’s going to *keep* him down? Place your bets, folk: the outcome is sure to be gruesome.

Which actually brings me directly to addressing your assertion: “…but he won’t stand a chance against strong monsters.“ Because it presupposes that Genos MUST be weak, any monster he defeats can’t possibly be strong. A more honest rephrasing would be ‘I’m not prepared to accept that any monster that Genos could defeat is strong.’

No mental growth? Really?

That’s the physical part. Let’s go onto mentality. Annoyingly, I have to treat the manga and webcomic as separate entities at this point. If you like the detail, I’ve written an extensive side-by-side comparison essay: link. You can skip it for this answer. :)

You know what would have made me think Genos weak? If Saitama’s fears for what might be happening to him the morning he caught up with Garou had come true:

Before Elder Centipede showed up, Genos had told Garou that he’d finally begun to understand what Saitama had been saying to him about strengthening his spirit. And then ONE put that to the test when he put Genos in the worst pinch the latter had ever been in: chopped in half and about to be devoured by a monster, with the only heroes watching those who’d proved impotent [3] to do anything to the monster. Instead of giving up the way he had against Mosquito Girl, Genos dug deep and not only saved himself, but counter-attacked and burned the monster from stem to stern. That is excellent: there is no place for a character who cannot find self-efficacy in a pinch.

Without doubt, Genos has further to go, but in the manga it is wilful blindness to claim that he hasn’t developed mentally.

Now, let’s move onto the webcomic.

Even though ONE has done far less with his character in the webcomic than he has in the manga, Genos is back and fighting when most of his classmates are still rolling on the ground, unable to come to terms with losing. There is a real strength to getting up again and moving forward.

It’s not that Genos doesn’t have any doubts: he does. From his crushing realisation that he had made a mistake in giving up his human body to asking if he can really become stronger by changing his parts, Genos is very aware of a sense of stagnation and appears very worried by something. But still, he’s not giving up and he’s not stopped looking to make progress.

even as Saitama despairs of being able to help, he cannot fault Genos for his determination

Still, why cheer for a loser?

There’s a real cognitive dissonance in fans who praise to the high heavens and write as inspirational Saitama’s words to keep trying and moving forward, no matter what, and yet are happy to mock Genos for doing exactly that.

There’s no honour for you if you laugh at characters taking Saitama’s advice

It’s amazing. Does anyone imagine that before Saitama became too strong, he never failed? Really? Saitama himself will disagree with that! Sometimes success looks like reaching the summit of a mountain, but often, it’s only visible in the rearview mirror. We saw it took Saitama a long time to finally accept that yup, he was just the strongest.

Something I came to realise a while back, people say they love seeing struggle, but real fights don’t sell well in mass media (yes, I have more extensive thoughts on this, here). We like the struggle, but we want the assurance that the underdog has something in their favour that will guarantee that we’re backing a winner. At one level, we know we’re just watching *how* Garou is going to succeed… at least until Saitama body-checks him to great dramatic effect.

Goodness knows that everything is arranged against Genos and success. I’m sure you’ll have no trouble recounting most of them:

His lack of a biological body to train up.

His dependence on a mechanical body with its set in stone limitations.

His dependence on the cleverness and resources of others.

His lack of innate talent or heritage (and if he had any, they’ve long since been binned).

His stubborn persistence on a pathway we’re sure cannot possibly succeed.

His mentality, which is getting better, but isn’t there yet.

His persistent psychological problems that put him at high risk of turning into a monster instead.

The unresolved mysteries surrounding him, which make lots of fans think there’s a devastating revelation at hand from which he cannot recover.

And oh, he’s not the most likeable or relatable character out there. It shouldn’t be a factor, but it totally is.

And yet, Genos hasn’t stopped moving forward. No idea how far he’ll get, but so far, Genos has not set himself a limit to the number of times he’s willing to get himself up and try again. Not only that, he’s raised his sights higher, not lower.

For that and more, I’m not only happy to call Genos strong, but I’m willing to follow along with him however far or short his journey ends up being.

The risk of heartbreak is worth the excitement of seeing a real fighter working out his uncertain destiny.

no one can accuse him of lacking ambition. Gambatte!

Asides

[1] I know there’s a meme going round about Atomic Samurai being weak, but it’s as much in jest as the one about King being strong. Anyone believing Atomic weak has piss-holes for eyes.

[2] There’s a reason Phoenixman highlights four heroes in particular – Blast, Tatsumaki, Metal Knight and King (Saitama). They’re the heroes who are so strong that they’ve broken out of the tyranny of match up. Everyone else has something they can’t deal with.

[3] You’re calling two old men impotent? Have you no shame?! In general, no, I haven’t much shame. In this specific instance, it is entirely warranted.

#OPM #meta #asks #replies #Genos #long answer #fandom #aren't you sorry you asked? :)#the trouble with feats is that it makes one very easily led by the presentation #if Genos gets what he wants and stays human #especially if he grows strong #just watch how many people will jump on the bandwagon of 'always having been a fan'#and will look for inspiring quotes to put up #I'm only slightly cynical why?

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mythologyfolklore · 4 years ago

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Ares and Athena through the years - Ch. 09

Chapter Nine: The Trojan War, Pt. 01

(A/N: This is basically the Iliad, but from the gods' POV. The gods meddling with human affairs, just as they please and Zeus being a puppet master for funsies, because he's Zeus.

If my writing looks a bit differently at some parts, it's because I transcribed them from my German edition translation of the Iliad. Now, the Iliad is one monster of a book. So I'm cutting this chapter into several parts. But I altered or completely skipped a few parts from the epic, so if you discover inaccuracies and books missing, know that this is absolutely intentional.)

“Mēnin áeide, theá, Peleïádeo Akhilēos

ouloménen, hé myrí' Akhaioīs álge étheken …”¹

Athena still didn't know why not being picked as the fairest offended her so.

Maybe being thought of as beautiful was more important to her, than she had thought.

Anyhow, she could not deny, that she was slightly butthurt. Not as much as Hera, but she was still furious.

She had offered wisdom and victory, Hera had offered power.

And Paris had picked Aphrodite, because she had offered him the most beautiful woman in the world?! Really?

And to top it off, the woman in question was Helena of Sparta, married to none other than Menélaos, a volatile Mycenaean², who had become king of Sparta through their marriage!

She also happened to be subject of a treaty her father had made with her suitors, before she had chosen Menélaos as her husband: that those rejected would come to the aid of the successful one, should he ever be in a troublesome situation.

And what a troubled situation it was, because Paris had freaking abducted Helena with Aphrodite's help!

Indeed, that guy's stupidity knew no bounds!

So here the mortal men were – rallying the entirety of Hellas, because of that damn treaty! Among them were great men like brave Diomedes, cunning Odysseus (a favourite of Athena's), Menélaos' brother Agamemnon and, last but not least, great Akhilleus and his soulmate Patroklos.

Also, that old bitch Agamemnon had managed to offend several gods and mortals by … well, being his bitchy arsehole self …

Book One:

Apollon was minding his own business, when suddenly a prayer reached his ears.

A prayer full of anguish and despair, from a voice he knew: that of his priest Khrýses.

The god of oracles sighed and listened to what his priest had to say.

“Hear me, God of the Silver Bow, who stands over Khryse and holy Killa, who rules mightily over Ténedos, Smintheus³, if the roof I gave to your temple and my sacrifices ever pleased you, fulfil my prayer: let the Danaoi⁴ pay for my tears with your arrows!”

Apollon closed his eyes and used his gift of clairvoyance to get a full picture of what had happened.

But once he knew everything, he was seized by fury.

“Alright, motherfuckers!”, he growled, as he grabbed his bow and arrows and descended to earth, nearby their camp.

“Face the wrath of Ioímios⁵!”

Then he proceeded to rain down every single contagious disease he had at his disposal, for nine days straight.

Hera was raging and cursing Thetis and Akhilles, but mostly Thetis: the Nereid had persuaded Zeus to support the Trojans, because her son had asked her to.

Yep, Akhilles had requested that the Trojans should have the upper hand, lest Agamemnon finally would get his bitchy arse up and apologise to him properly.

Now the most powerful warrior of the entire army was brooding in his tent like … what was that mortal dish again? Oh yeah, a burrito. An overgrown, sulky blanket burrito. Who had completely withdrawn from battle with all of his troops, because screw Agamemnon.

Of course, no one liked Agamemnon, but this was ridiculous.

Book Two:

Meanwhile the Trojans, with their prince Hektor and Zeus' good will on their side, easily held their own and more than often threatened to gain decisive victories.

And to add insult to injury, her son Ares, who had promised to support her and Athena against the Trojans, had let Aphrodite get into his head and was now opposing them, like the turncoat he was!

Both Hera and Athena were furious at this development, but Zeus had not allowed them to interfere – yet.

“You know”, Athena grumbled, as the two goddesses looked down onto the battlefield, “If father let me, I would love to drive a spear into Ares' gut!”

“You and me both”, Hera huffed. “Just where did I go wrong in his educati- not a word, Athena”, she warned, when the goddess of wisdom opened her mouth to reply.

“Anyway”, the Queen continued, “We have to obey Zeus' decree, especially now; as you can see, he's in a bad mood.” And pointed to the dark clouds above them.

“Also, Athena – I think you might want to go down there; they all seem to want to cut and run, there is a riot.”

Athena lost no time in dashing down there and urging her mortal friend Odysseus to interfere.

It wasn't long, until he and old Nestor had re-established order.

Book Three:

Some sacrifices and one breakfast later, the Achaeans and the Trojans were duking it out on the battlefield, when Athena and Hera spied Menélaos coming close to Paris.

Latter apparently saw the Spartan king first and promptly ran off like a total wuss.

This made Hera cackle hysterically: this boy had had no qualms risking both her and Athena's wrath, abducting a married woman out of her own home, offending the entirety of Hellas in the process, and now, that her actual husband Menélaos was showing up, he was running away like a wimp?! Pathetic!

Just a few hours later, Paris changed his mind, but not before he got smack-talked by his brother Hektor for being a huge wimp.

Of course Menélaos kicked his arse, but before he could finish him off and end the war for good, Aphrodite showed up! Whisking away her favourite like the bitch she was!

Hera fumed, but resisted the urge to beat her to a pulp.

“Don't worry”, Athena comforted her, “Sooner or later, she'll get her arse handed to her. I already have my plans – and the means to execute them.”

“As always”, the Queen remarked, with a hint of amusement and fondness.

Meanwhile Menélaos was still on the battlefield, outraged beyond mortal comprehension and roaring for Paris to “COME BACK AND DIE LIKE A MAN!!!”

Anyhow he had won, his brother Agamemnon decided and demanded that Helena be given back, financial reparations included.

Even most of the Trojans agreed, that Helena should be given back.

But Paris insisted, that she was his wife (except that she wasn't) and he wouldn't give her up.

Book Four:

The Olympians were having lunch in their dining hall, drinking nectar and toasting to each other, while Hebe was filling their cups.

But Zeus, ever the son of cunning Kronos, was plotting.

Finally he rose and spoke with sharpest tongue:

“Among the goddesses Menélaos only has two supporters: my queen Hera, who is the patron of Argos, and my daughter Athena, who holds her hand over Boiotia. Yet both just sit here, while Aphrodite is having a field day dwelling with Paris and doing as she pleases. Did she not just save him from certain death? Menélaos has won, yes. But now we need to hold counsel about how we will proceed now; shall we bring on more bloody war or shall we finally let gentle Eirene end the suffering? Granted your approval, it would mean, that Priamos' city will remain habitable and Menélaos finally can take his Helena back home to Sparta.”

Hera and Athena stuck their heads together, whispering and plotting more bale for the Trojans.

However, Athena was sensible enough to bite her tongue towards her father.

Hera on the other hand jumped up and ranted furiously: “Zeus, what the heck?! I have worked my arse off, just to put up a fleet against Ilios, and now this shall all have been in vain?! Do whatever you want, but don't expect any of us to approve of it!”

“Shut it!”, Zeus barked, “What is your problem? Why are you so bent on obliterating this beautiful city completely! What did the Trojans ever do to you for you to be so obsessed with this?! Will your blood thirst only be quenched, when you can march through the gates of Troy to incinerate its inhabitants with your own hands?! Do what you must, but heed this; should I ever feel like destroying one of the cities you hold dear, do not get into my way. Let me do as I please, as I do for you, even though I do not like it. The Trojans have never failed to honour the gods as it is due; my altars were never void of the best sacrifices and presents my worshippers had to offer.”

Hera inhaled sharply, but returned: “My dearest cities are Argos, Sparta and Mycenae. Should any of them ever invoke your wrath, destroy them if you want. I couldn't stop you, if I tried – you are the strongest here. Still, my efforts should not be in vain. I am divine like you, we have the same parents and yet I'm the first of the goddesses, because you chose me to be your queen. So we should be in agreement, even if it's just for the sake of being role models to the rest of the gods. Do you not agree, my great and most beloved husband? Thus, we should send Athena down to tempt the Trojans into breaking the truce they made with the Achaeans. What do you say?”

Zeus chuckled at this response, but nodded his head towards Athena.

The goddess of wisdom jumped up eagerly and rushed down like a comet.

A Trojan archer shot at Menélaos, barely missing a critical body part (thanks to Athena's intervention) and the oath of peace was broken.

Soon the two sides were back at each other's throats again.

Back on Olympos, Zeus rose from the table, and retreated to the Room of Fate.

There stood a huge pair of golden scales – the Scales of Fate, gifted to him by great Ananke, the Protogenos of fate and necessity.

Zeus had not agreed to the destruction of Ilios out of favour.

It was the fate of Troy and many more warriors, that they should fall.

It was a hard choice to make; many of the people who would fall were in his personal favour and some even were his dear children.

But he was the King of the Gods.

And as such, sparing someone out of favouritism was not an option.

Meanwhile the Scales of Fate were swinging up and down, towards the Achaeans, then towards the Trojans, then back and back again …

Book Five:

As Athena was rushing about the army, spurring on the warriors, she was also looking for her half-brother Ares. His influence on the mortal fighters was hindering her work.

Oh, there he was – personally slaying Achaeans left and right and generally being his bloodthirsty, mass-murdering self.

She snuck up on him, but he noticed her before she could startle him.

Athena ignored the spear to her face and said: “Hi to you too, brother.”

“For fuck's sake, what do you want?”, Ares spat.

“For you to retreat, Brotoloigos⁶, before father gets angry.”

“You're lying. He didn't send you”, he remarked.

Athena huffed: “Alright, if you want to be like that …”

Then she promptly grabbed him, threw him over her shoulder, carried him off like this (despite his very vocal protest) and dumped him onto a rock nearby the river Skamandros.

“Father will decide over the victory. You stay here, or else!”, she warned.

Then she went back, while Ares gawked after her, wondering what the heck just had happened.

Athena heard a prayer and quickly found Diomedes. He had just been wounded and was now praying for her assistance in avenging himself.

She poured courage and strength over him and also manipulated his sight.

“Now that you can tell gods and humans apart”, she whispered into his ear, “Remember this; do not fight the gods, you don't stand a chance – unless it's Aphrodite; she's a wimpy bitch.”

Diomedes, now powered up and high on adrenaline, immediately rushed back into battle and began to massacre Trojans left and right, as if he was Ares in disguise.

He quickly found the Trojan archer who had shot him in the shoulder and killed him.

His companion, a Trojan nobleman named Aineías, jumped off his chariot to defend the corpse of his fallen comrade, but Diomedes quickly grabbed a huge stone and knocked him out.

Aphrodite, who was Aineías' mother, saw this and came to rescue her son.

However, Diomedes decided (much to Athena's sadistic pleasure), that he'd have none of that and promptly chucked a spear at the goddess of love. It hit her wrist, tore through the skin and Ikhor splat everywhere. She screamed in shock, terror and pain like a little bitch (seriously, it was just a cut!), dropped her son and fled, followed by the taunting of her injurer.

Apollon came to Aineías' rescue instead and caught him, before he could hit the ground. When Diomedes – blinded by battle frenzy – began to attack him too, Apollon lost his patience and began to glow ominously.

“Back off, mortal! You are delusional, if you believe, that you can hold your own against me!”

Diomedes did the wise thing and obeyed.

Meanwhile Aphrodite was searching the field in panic, until someone seized her by the hand: Iris, the messenger of Hera, had taken pity on her and was now leading her away from the turmoil.

“Calm down, Aphrodite”, the goddess of the rainbow tried to soothe her, “Look, there is Ares!”

The goddess of love promptly rushed over to her lover, who was basically just chilling at the banks of the river Skamandros.

Ares was startled, when he was tackled by a hysterical love goddess.

“Whoa! Aphrodite?! What happened, why are you-?”

In tears she told him what had happened.

He scowled, but kept his composure. “Let me see the wound.”

When she did, he blinked. “Aphrodite, you kicked arse in the Gigantomakhia and now you're freaking out over a scratch? Alright, alright, I'm sorry”, he apologised, when she glared tearfully.

“Just give me your chariot!”, she wailed, “I want to go home as quickly as possible!”

“Sure”, he consented and kissed her forehead.

“And my son – my son!”

“Don't worry, Apollon's got him. See?”

She sobbed in relief, when she spotted Apollon carrying Aineías away to safety.

Then she mounted Ares' war chariot and Iris drove her back to Olympos.

When she got there, she was healed by Apollon's son Asklepios, who gave her kind words of comfort.⁷

But just a few minutes later, Athena and Hera returned from the battlefield and promptly proceeded to mock her relentlessly.

“If you don't mind, my dear father”, Athena said innocently, “Surely Aphrodite has been doing that thing again, where she tempted a Greek woman to run after a Trojan and cut her hand on the needle of a brooch, when she fixed the woman's dress!”

Hera cackled hysterically and Zeus chuckled in amusement.

“Good to see you all have so much fun at my expense!”, Aphrodite spat.

“Hey, you do it all the time, it's time we get a good laugh too!”, Hera retorted.

Zeus finally stopped snickering and put a hand on Aphrodite's shoulder. “Now, now, my dear aunt. You're simply past the time of your life, when you could kill a giant with one swing of your blade. Your sword has grown dusty and your battle prowess is in the past. We have two professional war deities and many others who have a function in war, myself included. You on the other hand have a far fairer profession: the works of love and marriage.”

Meanwhile, Apollon had brought the unconscious Trojan nobleman to his temple, where his mother Leto and Artemis tended to his wounds.

Okay, now where is Ares – oh for fuck's sake, is he still sitting there like a moron?!

Apollon huffed and marched over to the river, where Ares indeed was still lounging, as if there wasn't relentless slaughter going on.

“Ares!”, he snapped, making the older god jump. “Get your lazy arse up and rid the battlefield of that madman Diomedes! He hurt Aphrodite at the wrist, attacked even me and at this point it wouldn't surprise me, if he took on our father Zeus as well! That man is hardly human, he fights with the strength of a Daimon! He is dangerous! You're the god of terrible war! Stop him!”

“Alright, alright, I'm on it!”, Ares grumbled defensively, “Get off my dick, will ya?!”

Apollon responded maturely, by sticking his tongue at him, ere he returned to his temple.

Ares teleported himself onto a wall, taking the shape of a Thracian ruler he favoured.

With fiery words, he stirred up the fighting spirit of the Trojans and their allies.

With renewed vigour they threw themselves into battle, although their opponents held them back with united strength.

He decided to help them a little more and held his hand above the Trojans. Darkness came over the plain and Aineías rejoined the fray, which significantly boosted the morale of the Trojans.

Still they couldn't seem to break through; the Achaeans stood like a wall.

Damn , they really need my help! Somehow this must be the fault of Daddy's Owl … but where is she? Eh, who cares!

He decided to get back to what he had been doing before Athena had interfered.

Nearby were his twin-sister Enyo and his best friend Eris, sowing more belligerence and strife and riling up the mortals.

Oh, there was Hektor. He had come to aid his people and was slaying Achaeans left and right.

Ares laughed heartily and joined the Trojan hero.

On Olympos, Hera addressed Athena: “Athena, we need to do something! We promised Menélaos, that he could return to Sparta once he conquered Troy and took his wife Helena back, but my son and Hektor are about to ruin everything! It's time to go to war.”

Athena nodded grimly and while Hera ordered her daughter Hebe to ready her war chariot, she donned her armour and that of her father. Armed with her spear and her father's Aigis, which bore the horrid face of the Gorgon, she jumped onto the chariot with Hera.

Sometimes Athena nearly forgot Hera's war-ridden past, but as the Queen of the Gods came, in armour from head to toe and a long, heavy spear in one and the reins of her horses in the other hand, she was reminded, that Hera was a warrior at the core.

The Queen of the Skies spurred on her horses and the Horai tore the Gates of Olympos open to make way.

But then Hera spied Zeus, just lounging on a cloud and being his smug and very neutral self.

She held her horses and spoke to her husband: “Zeus! Ares is wreaking havoc down there. Doesn't it irritate you too, that he is slaying the best Achaeans down there, while Aphrodite and Apollon, who let him loose, are having a blast? Allow me to put an end to our son's murder spree and to give him a good beating!”

Zeus laughed heartily: “Go on, my dear wife! And sic Athena on him; she has experience in punishing him and as I see, in plundering too.”

Athena just grinned cheekily.

With Zeus approval secured, Hera's chariot descended to earth quicker than lightning. The two goddesses had joined the ranks of the Achaeans.

While Hera spurred them on with sharp and fiery words, Athena approached Diomedes.

The man had sat down to nurse the wound, which had been inflicted on him earlier and was now inflamed to the point where the pain was crippling his arm.

“What is this?!”, she demanded to know, “Some fine son Tydeus got himself there! I remember him so well; he was small in frame, but one of the greatest warriors I have ever known. You on the other hand! Ha! Were you half the man he was, you would be fighting the Trojans!”

Diomedes got defensive and reminded her, that she had told him not to attack any gods apart from Aphrodite. “Ares himself is leading the Trojans in battle. It's only because of your instructions that I made my troops draw back.”

Athena smirked, grabbed his face and her bright blue eyes were blazing with pugnacity and fire.

It was a testimony to the man's boundless bravery and faith in her, that he didn't even tremble, that her burning gaze didn't fill him with fear, though he knew exactly who was speaking to him.

“Yes, now I see him in you!”, she exclaimed, “You really are the son of your father! Fear not Ares or any of the other immortals, as long as I am with you. Once this sadistic madman promised his mother Hera and me to support the Achaeans. Now look at him helping the Trojans! He really needs a reality check. And …”, her smirk widened. “ … who could give it better than you?”

They mounted his chariot and rode into battle.

Athena knew, that to Diomedes Ares had to be horrifying; even to the other Olympians the blood-stained, untameable and murderous god of terrible war was a frightening sight to behold.

But as she had said before, the Argive had nothing to fear with her by his side.

Ares was busy robbing the corpse of someone he had just murdered. However, as he spied a shiny golden helmet, that could only belong to one person (Diomedes of Argos), he instantly dropped the corpse and dashed through the fray, his face a bloodthirsty grimace.

With a well-aimed throw, his spear flew towards the mortal, but … it missed?!

What the- how is that possible?! How?! How did I miss? I never miss!

Ares opted to use his second sight. This way he could sense a divine presence next to the mortal he wanted to kill.

“Daddy's Owl. I should have known it's you …”, he growled under his breath.

ARES, WATCH OUT!

What?

Diomedes' own spear flew and hit its target.

Ares' eyes widened.

The weapon had pierced clean through his stomach.

For a second Ares was too shocked to even register the pain.

Then Diomedes pulled his spear back out and it hit full force.

He screamed.

An unholy, rough and piercing roar, as if ten thousand men were screaming out of one throat.

It was so loud and so terrifying, that the warring mortals forgot what they were doing and clung to each other in fear and panic.

“You will pay!”, he choked and glared at the spot where he knew Athena's eyes to be. “You fucking bitch! You will pay!”

He summoned a whirlwind to carry him up into the sky and dragged himself all the way back to Olympos and into Zeus' throne room.

“Why is it”, he growled, as he showed his father the spear wound, “That everyone has to obey your command, while your daughter Athena can do whatever she wants?! While apparently I am not even allowed to do my fucking job?! She plays with all of us as she pleases – ngh! – and now she has sicced that arrogant fucker Diomedes on her fellow gods! That bastard sliced Aphrodite's hand open, assaulted Apollon and now this – ow, fuck! Had I not bailed, I would be lying under a pile of corpses or worse, be crippled – no offence, Hephaistos …”

“Some taken”, the smith replied drily.

Ares continued his rant: “And you, Zeus, just sit and watch, while she has the time of her life, pushing everyone else around! For the sake of your other children, for your whole family, dial it back with the favouritism and control her!”

But Zeus just replied scornfully: “Oh stop whining into my ears, you double-faced liar! Of all the gods that dwell here on Olympos, I despise you most. You have nothing but strife and bloodshed in your head, you're always looking for trouble – you got that from your mother. Were you not my son, I would have sent you to Tartaros a long time ago.”

“If I am the way I am”, Ares retorted coldly, “It's not because of the way my mother raised me, but it's because you didn't raise me any better – in fact, I don't remember you raising me at all. Also, I hate you too. I hate you so much.”

Zeus was visibly struggling to keep his composure (if the dark clouds outside hadn't made it obvious, his tense, stony face did), but only inhaled sharply and ordered for Asklepios to treat his son's injuries.

“I'm sorry for that”, the doctor later said, as he was applying healing salve to Ares' wound.

The war god's red eyes shifted to him. “What do you mean?”

His mien and tone were blank, but Asklepios could tell, that his uncle knew what he meant.

“What … what Zeus said earlier. I heard it all.”

“Spare me your pity, nephew”, Ares said coldly.

“What I feel for you isn't pity”, Asklepios contradicted. “Don't mistake compassion for pity. I too have suffered the wrath of Zeus; he killed me with a thunderbolt, back when I was a mortal and deified me only for my father's sake. But that happened quickly and only once. I do not like you, Ares, but no one deserves that kind of treatment.”

Ares chuckled wryly and (much to Asklepios' surprise) ruffled the doctor's blond head.

“You're a good kid. But don't waste your compassion on me”, the older god advised. “I don't need it. It has been this way for 38 000 years (that's how old I am) and it means nothing to me.”

Asklepios had the feeling, that the war god wasn't being completely honest, but he knew better than talking back to Ares.

“There”, he said instead, as the older man's injuries were closing. “Now a nice bath and some fresh clothing and you'll be as good as new. Shall I apply a salve to make the scar disappear?”

“No”, Ares chuckled, “It's just another scar in my collection. I don't mind it as much as I mind some of the others.”

When Hera and Athena came home a little later, they found Ares standing near Zeus' throne.

He had been perfectly patched up, was wearing fresh clothes and bore himself with an odd dignity.

Athena immediately realised, that he was attempting to keep his last shred of pride, with his perfectly blank and indifferent expression and aloof posture.

But when he looked up and saw her, his facade slipped just for a second.

His red eyes burned with unadulterated loathing, as they met her blue ones.

She responded with a similar glare, before resuming her own position at her father's side.

Book Seven:

Right after the gods had left the battlefield, Hektor and Paris joined their fellow Trojans and began to slaughter enemies left and right.

Apollon was watching them invisibly from the city walls, always the victory of the Trojans in his mind.

But when he saw Athena dash down from the sky with obvious intentions, he flew across the field to catch her.

“Are you meddling yet again?!”, he reproached her, “What is this, the fifth time today?! Look, I know you don't give a shit, that all those good Trojans are dying, but for once, can you just not?! Let us end the senseless bloodshed for today. Tomorrow is another day and surely you can't be in this much of a hurry to lay this great city to waste, can you?!”

Athena countered: “Actually, that was what I had in mind, when I came just now. But how do you plan to achieve a duel, Hekatos⁸?”

“Hektor”, Apollon replied coolly. “He's easy to persuade. A duel, one on one, a battle to the death. And if he demands one, it will compel the Achaeans to choose one out of their ranks to fight him.”

Athena had no objections to that.

So the god of prophecy sent a vision to Helenos, one of Hektor's brothers, to let him know the gods' intentions.

Not much later, Hektor was challenging the Achaeans to chose one of their ranks to fight him. His condition was that the loser's armour should go to the victor, but the corpse should be returned to their respective side.

The Achaeans were hesitant.

Finally Menélaos, revolted by everyone's cowardice, stepped forward, but was stopped by his brother Agamemnon, who warned him that there was no way he could win against Hektor.

Then the old king Nestor roasted everyone and several, grabbed by their honour, volunteered.

They drew lots and Ajax the Greater was chosen.

After a more or less respectful address, the two warriors began to duke it out.

Ajax quickly proved himself to be Hektor's equal.

Their combat was so vicious, that Apollon interfered and helped the Trojan prince up.

Then the two mortals forgot about their spears and shields and began a mortal sword fight.

Until two heralds stepped in and drew them apart.

“Enough!”, one of them spoke, “Let it be. Zeus favours you both equally. You have proven to him and us, what exceptional warriors you are. But cease it now. It's growing dark and it's better to call it a night.”

The opponents agreed to do that, complimented each other's battle prowess and exchanged gifts.

Apollon couldn't help but find it wonderful, how these two enemies set an example by respecting each other, both as warriors and people.

Meanwhile, several Trojans demanded, that Helene be given back to the Achaeans and many agreed.

Unfortunately, Paris refused to give her back, insisting that she was his wife now (even though she really wasn't), although he did offer to give back her treasure.

Priamos sighed and send a messenger to the Achaeans to let them know of it and ask for permission to bury their dead.

Of course they refused the offer of the treasures, but they agreed to stop all fighting, until the fallen warriors on both sides had been buried properly.

On Olympos, Poseidon had complaints.

The Achaeans had built a wall around their camps and now the Lord of the Seas was bothered by it being built without any sacrifices to him and that the wall he and Apollon once had built around Ilios would be forgot.

Zeus pinched his nose and spat: “Oh, for the love of me, do you have nothing else to worry about?! You can destroy that thing once the war is over and the Achaeans are gone, but now stop whining to me about it!”

Once their argument was settled, the King of the Gods retreated to his study and proceeded to spend the rest of the night plotting bale and doom for the warring people on earth.

Shortly after midnight a knock on the door pulled him from his plotting.

“Enter!”, he cried.

The door opened to reveal …

“Ares!” Zeus stood up. “What a surprise! It's been more than a century since you came to my office of your own volition! Do come in!”

Ares looked uncharacteristically modest, as he came in, which was even more surprising.

“My dear father”, he began, “I wish to apologise for earlier. And, if you will, discuss a few things with you?”

Zeus' interest was piqued.

“I'm all ears, my son and heir.”

Their conversation was short and almost business-like.

But at the end the King of the gods was laughing heartily: “Sometimes I forget just how much of me and your mother you have in you! Oh, if the others knew just how underhanded you can be in your spite, they would see you differently. Yet you're right with what you say and I see no harm in humouring you for a change. Your idea is a good one. Go to bed now, my son, and rest secure in the knowledge, that for once in your life, you beat your half-sister at her own game.”

Book Eight:

In the next morning, Zeus gathered his family in the assembly hall.

“From now on, I alone will guide the course of war on earth”, he announced. “None of you is allowed to interfere. No one. If you do, I will roast you with a thunderbolt. As you are gods, you won't be reduced to ashes, but Ares here can confirm, that the results are still really nasty.”

At these words, Ares, who was standing next to Zeus' throne, pushed back the bangs that were covering the left side of his face, revealing the hideous scar they were hiding. The sight made several of the attendants gasp.

Zeus went on: “As you can see, he still has that one, because not even Asklepios' healing arts would rid one of that kind of scar. And my thunderbolt just grazed him, so he was lucky. Imagine, what would happen to you, if I hit you full on. Or even better yet, I will throw you into Tartaros, if you disobey me. I'm sure my brother's face will be priceless, once I leave you to him.”

Everyone was gaping at him, speechless over those straightforward threats.

Athena was the first one to regain her speech.

“Dear father”, she began with a shaky voice, “We know that you are the strongest. If you wish, we won't interfere with the battle. But won't you at least allow us to give counsel? Hera, Poseidon and I can't help but pity the poor fighters, who have to deal with their imminent demise as best as they can. Won't you allow us to try and spare some in this manner?”

Zeus laughed, but quickly resumed his stern demeanour.

“This is as far as you all may go”, he accommodated. “Even you, my little Owl-Eye, will be punished, if you go against my orders.”

Athena bit her lip, but nodded.

Right after the assembly was ended, Zeus descended to earth to supervise the happenings down there.

Athena used the opportunity to go after Ares.

Barely holding back her anger, she followed him into a lone hallway and grabbed him by the shoulder.

“This is your doing, isn't it?”, she hissed.

Oh so slowly Ares turned around to face her. His butter-wouldn't-melt expression made her want to wring his neck.

“My dear sister”, he cooed, “I haven't the faintest idea what yer talkin' about!”

“Don't play that game with me!”, she snarled, “You put it into his head to force us to sit here and kick our heels like complete idiots, so he can hog the entire show and turn the war into a fucking board game!”

“Ya mean, he hasn't been doin' that before?”, Ares countered.

“Ares, I warn you! Don't think I didn't catch your disgusting smug grin earlier, when he threatened us all with what would happen, should we disobey him! How casually you let us see your scar, even though you grew your hair longer on the left side for the sake of hiding it?! How else could you of all gods be so calm and cavalier about this, if you weren't the one behind it?!”

The war god chuckled and swiped her hand off his shoulder.

“Ah, I wouldn't say that I'm behind it, although I might have a part in it.”

“What did you do?”, Athena growled.

He shrugged casually. “Eh, I just had a talk with him last night. From son to father, ya know. Resolvin' an argument we had after I came back from down there, doin' some business.”

“Doing some business!”, Athena echoed incredulously, “You persuaded him to stop everyone from interfering with the battle! How?! How did you do this?! You're anything but a man of eloquence!”

Ares laughed cruelly: “I didn't need to be. I just pointed out the obvious. If I'm not allowed to do my job, why should you – or anyone for that matter? I asked for justice and I got it.”

“Why, you-!”

He caught her fist, before she could hit him in the face.

“Now, now! No need to throw a hissy fit! I just gave you a taste of your own medicine!”

Athena was this close to deicide!

“What do you mean, a taste of my own medicine-”

She cried out in surprise, when he seized her by her chiton and pulled her close.

“How does it feel to not get your will, huh, Daddy's Owl?”, he growled, “That doesn't feel so great now, does it? This is what I have to bear with all the time. Although it probably stings you more than me … after all, you are his 'Little Owl-Eye'. It's probably way more mortifying, when you're used to always getting what you want. But that's not the case for me, which makes this whole thing just the sweeter!”

Forcefully he pushed her away, making her stagger a little.

“You injured me yesterday, both physically and psychologically”, he reminded her coldly. “You let a mortal pierce me with a spear and returned home in triumph with my mother, to gloat over how you two stopped me. And you expected for me to just let it go? No. I am spiteful like my mother. And if I want, I can be pretty damn underhanded, just like our daddy dearest.”

“Why should father listen to you?!”, she snarled, “To you of all gods!”

Ares smiled frigidly: “Sometimes he listens to me … because I'm his heir.”

Her blood ran cold.

Of course.

The Greek gods followed the principle of primogeniture, which required for a ruler to be succeeded by his oldest legitimate son.

And Ares, even though he was Zeus' least favourite son, was his only legitimate one.

The war god sighed and span around on his heel. “It's really sad, how you always forget that. But it doesn't matter. The Achaeans will conquer Troy eventually, but no one will be truly the victor. Of that I have taken care. Well, Thetis and I – don't wanna hog the whole credit, like you always do. But lighten up, Daddy's Owl; we both know our father, the prohibition won't last for that long. Sooner or later we'll all meddle with their mortal affairs again.”

He smirked at her over his right shoulder. “But right here and now, I am the winner. Not gonna lie, I hated having to be so underhanded, but it was worth it. And when your side lays Troy to waste, well, enjoy watchin' on as they commit war crimes so horrid, that you'll regret havin' supported them. This is the price you pay for your victory. Have a nice day, Daddy's Owl. Don't choke on that piece of humble pie, will ya?”

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1) "Of the wrath sing, goddess, of Akhilleus, son of Peleus, his cursed wrath, which brought so much woe to the Achaeans (the Greeks) ..." The opening sentence of the Iliad. 2) If you have never heard of Mycenae, please look it up. For the context, it's one of the Greek main powers during that era and is ruled by Agamemnon (who is a fucking arsehole), the brother of Menélaos. The later Greek civilization considered itself a successor to the Mycenaean culture. 3) Smintheus: "Lord of the Mice/Rats", one of Apollon's epithets. 4) Danaoi: the Greeks, as referred to around the area of Troy. 5) Ioímios: "Lord of the Plagues", one of Apollon's epithets. Both of the aforementioned epithets refer to his function as god of pests and plagues. 6) Brotoloigos: "Slaughterer of Men/Manslaughtering", an epithet of Ares. 7) In the Iliad, she flees to her mother Dione, who treats her wound and comforts her. But I'm going with the account of Hesiod's Theogony, according to which Aphrodite has no mother. She sprung from Ouranos' severed testicles, that fell into the sea, after Kronos castrated him. So instead of Dione, in my version she is comforted by Asklepios, the divine doctor. As for Asklepios, in his place the Iliad mentions Paian as the doctor of the gods and as god of healing. But his identity isn't clear and Paian is also an epithets of several other gods with an association with healing (Paian means "Healer"). 8) Hekatos: "Worker from Afar", one of Apollon's epithets (in his function as god of archery and prophecy)

Bonus: Yes, I know that in the book Ares has nothing to do with Zeus' order for the gods to stay out of the fighting for now (I'm reading that damn thing for the 3rd time now!). I just thought, it would be funny if he used his few braincells for petty revenge in the most devious way he can think of. So that's my own invention, lol.

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"THE RISE OF SKYWALKER" as I would have liked it to be (fanfic)

I saw "the rise of the skywalker" at the cinema and I didn't like it. In addition to the criticisms that everyone made and which I fully agree with, I believe that it is not only a "betrayal" of the previous film, but precisely of the sense of the great moral strength of the original saga. I thought that even I, who am a man with no talent for writing, could have done better and I decided to do it. The following is a similar script that contains the main dialogues that for me had to be present to conclude the saga and explain to the public what there was to understand. The action scenes are not described, if not a generic "battle in the space" and the comic scenes (which are an essential part of the complete films) are completely absent, I leave the reader the space to imagine them. Finally, I ask you for clemency considering that everything was done in a few hours. If you think it would have been better than what the film actually is (because that's what it is, let's make a reason for it), give it a thumbs up.

warning, this is a google translation from itaian original.

titles that flow

3 years have passed since KYLO REN became the supreme leader of the first order, meanwhile the resistance, thanks to POE DAMERON, has reorganized, finding new allies and more modern means. Thanks to this, the resistance managed to get some victories.

Unfortunately LEIA ORGANA's health has deteriorated, and now it seems that she has little to live on. For this reason, all the main exponents of the resistance rushed to his bedside, even REY, who interrupted his JEDI studies just to run to the princess

SCENE 1

everyone is at the bedside of Leia, who appears very weak, when Rey also arrives, so the princess asks to speak only with her.

rey: Leia, how are you? you're making us all worried!

leia: I feel that the forces are abandoning me, my body and my heart have gone too far, that's why I made you come, there is one last thing I feel I have to do.

rey: is it about Ben?

leia: yes, even if we have never fully dealt with the subject, I feel that something has happened between you two, something that goes beyond fighting against the first order; as a mother I wish I could at least understand ...

rey: he ... killed Snoke to save me and then asked me to reign over the galaxy together and I ... (looks down) I was tempted to accept. Even today I continue to think about this offer and see myself on that throne next to him ...

leia: I had imagined something like this, Ben has always been a kindhearted child, but he has always had difficulty managing his emotions and externalizing his feelings; as a mother I ask you to try to understand and forgive him in spite of everything, I am sure that if she did these things it is because she really loves you. After my father he too seems to be the victim of a curse, but you have a strong heart, promise me that you will try to break it ...

rey: (sketching a smile) okay, if you ask ...

leia: thank you my dear, I know that Ben has understood that you love him too…. (with less and less voice) now I have done all I had to, I can also rest in peace.

Leia dies, the others come too and everyone is sad and downcast. Phrases of circumstance.

SCENE 2

change shot, the coffin is loaded on the Millennium Falcon while Chewbecca, C-3PO and R2-D2 also rise, with rey talking to Chewbe, Rey and the others are on the ground.

roses: where will they take it?

finn: on Naboo, where there is also the tomb of Han solo.

rey: Chewbe ...

chewbecca: (makes his verse)

rey: maybe you're right, this is our war and it is right that our generation will fight it, but i will miss you. I hope one day we can all meet again.

the Falcon leaves and Rey sadly returns to a building alone. Here he realizes that a connection in force with Kylo is about to begin. On the edges there are also r2-d2 and c-3po who will remain on Naboo as guardians of the tombs of their masters, since they are not heirs of Han and Leia still alive.

kylo: (contemptuously) oh, after all this time, you finally deigned to grant me your presence.

rey: (sad) Ben! I must tell you that your mother ... is no longer among us ...

kylo: I know, I felt it in the force.

rey: (angry) why ?? why you have to be like this, she was your mother, a wonderful woman and it seems that you don't care!

kylo: here is little orphan Rey looking for parents who makes me moral! you don't know anything and you want to give lessons to everyone !!

Rey takes a look between the injured and the angry, but the connection ends. Meanwhile, Poe and Finn arrive and tell her to prepare, because they have to go to a planet to meet a spy in the first order.

A droid enters Kylo's room

droid: supreme leader, the meeting is about to begin, the general staff is already present

kylo: the meeting is canceled, now go away, i want to be alone until tomorrow.

SCENE 3

When they arrive, however, they are attacked by an assassin and go in pursuit. However, this is a trap and it turns out that Rey is the target, suspected of being Palpatine's granddaughter and that she may therefore be "enlisted" by the followers of the old empire. Arrived at their refuge, the bandits capture Rose and FInn

bandito1: the game is over! surrender and give us the girl.

finn: Rey! you don't have to give yourself up, we can't allow the first order to win!

bandito2: you don't know what you're saying, we'll take down the first order!

rose: (surprise) but we are the resistance! if you are against the first order you are on our side!

bandito2: on your maybe, certainly not on the side of the jedi girl.

finn: are you kidding? she is our best ally!

bandito2: that's why I say you don't know what you're talking about! our sources have clearly indicated that among the nostalgics of the old empire they have identified the granddaughter of Emperor Palpatine in an abandoned girl on Jakku. They want to make her the new leader, not only by recruiting a good part of the first-order army, but also by many who have not yet lined up.

rose: it is not possible, even if she was really Palpatine's granddaughter, she would never accept being the puppet of the empire! you don't know it!

bandit1: and you don't understand how dangerous this thing is. We will not allow this risk to be realized!

In the end, however, Rey and Poe manage to defeat them and put them on the run, even if the angry version of Rey makes the bandits exclaim that he is the worthy heir of Palpatine.

poe: I can't believe it, but are you really Palpatine's granddaughter? this would explain your predisposition to force!

rey: No !! I'm just Rey and not somebody's granddaughter.

poe: but ...

rey: that's enough, I don't want to talk about it anymore !!

poe: ok…. but…

rey: then !!!

finn and rose: come on Poe, stop it here!

SCENE 4

Back at the meeting place, they stop at an inn, where Finn, Poe, Rose and Rey sit at a table and start talking while waiting.

poe: I still can't believe ...

rey: Poe !!

poe: ... that Leia is dead! (the other 3 nod) I knew her since I was little, for me she and Han were invincible heroes and instead look what a sad fate they had !! and all because of Kylo Ren. First he killed her son, then her husband! and then she died of pain too; at least he will be able to rest next to Han, his son never found his body.

finn: but how, you don't know? Kylo Ren is the son of Han and Leia.

poe: what ????? Ben's wimp is Kylo Ren? .... at the same time I am surprised and not surprised. I mean, he was the guy who stands alone in a corner and never speaks to you, but at the same time he was making a lot of trouble when he got angry. Now that I think about it, he actually blew things around him by force, in desperation his parents had to send him to his uncle Luke. Who expected it to become so powerful if I think about how hard it was when he tortured me !! what did he do to you, Rey ?

rey: (sadly) did nothing to me.

finn: what if he caught you and questioned you? that is a ruthless man, we have seen what he is capable of !!

rey: (with more determination, but always sad) no, he didn't hurt me during the interrogation, indeed he never tried to really hurt me.

poe: (absorbed in his thoughts) killed his father !! and he probably tried to kill her too, I believe that Leia died of pain !! That's a monster capable only of bringing ruin ...

rey: no, he ...

SCENE 5

rey realizes that a connection in the force is about to begin, so he gets up in a hurry and runs away to the back (closet?) of the place.

finn: Poe, look what you've done!

poe: but I ...

finn: Rey wait !!

rose: stop! let me talk to you, you two have already done enough damage

meanwhile, hidden from prying eyes, the connection between Rey and Kylo has begun.

kylo: what a surprise, after only a month you speak to me! and this time it was you who called me ...

rey: it was certainly not the result of my will

kylo: Snoke is dead and I didn't try to contact you ..

rey: (smiling) so in the past you've been looking for me

kylo: (embarrassed) certainly not to offer you to be by my side again. But you still haven't told me why you activated the connection.

rey: I repeat that I didn't do it on purpose, perhaps discovering that even as a child you was not well seen by others, although in those days you had a heart for good, it connected us again.

kylo: I was just pathetic and weak back then. Thanks to the dark side I now have the strength I need.

rey: yet there is still some good in you, even if you do everything to make me forget it.

kylo: The mistake you made showing me mercy won't make me falter, I know you don't care about me, just your rebellion. Well, I will destroy you and let you contemplate your defeat !!

rey: how can you say this Ben! all that we have gone through, all our feelings, I know that you also perceived them in the force! why don't you go back to the light side!

kylo: never! only on the dark side will I be able to fulfill my destiny, the galaxy needs order and only a strong leader can guarantee it. Giving to feelings has brought me only misery, the next time we meet we will be enemies, be prepared.

rey: (angry) I already beat you and I will do it again, I was just a fool trying to forgive you.

the connection ends, and Rey starts crying desperately. Rose enters the room and the girls embrace each other.

rose: Rey, I'm sorry, I ...

rey: Rose!

rose: I saw you talking alone to the wall. You were talking to Kylo Ren, weren't you? (Rey nods) do you love him?

rey: i don't know, all i feel now is my broken heart

rose: but I've seen you make the most beautiful smile of these three years. Come on, let's go back to the table.

Rose and Rey return to the table where Finn and Poe are waiting for them worried.

rey: well, i ...

poe: Rey, sorry, we said too much

finn: yes, sorry, we didn't want to sadden you

rose: ok, let's end it here, let's not forget that we came with a purpose.

rey: (angry) in fact, we have to defeat the first order !!

Finn looks at Rose with a questioning look, and she nods to him that there is no need to investigate

poe: right! indeed the spy should be here by now, his identity will be a surprise.

a hooded man approaches the table and when he takes off his hood he turns out to be Hux.

rey, finn and rose: You !!!

finn: why, you are the supreme general!

hux: why I can't stand Ren being the supreme leader! I prefer everything to go down the drain than to submit to him.

poe: whatever his reason for us is a unique opportunity to defeat the first order.

hux: right. But let's not stay here, let's go to a more secluded place.

leaving the room they find soldiers with weapons in hand ready to arrest them

poe: what does this mean?

finn: I knew it couldn't be trusted!

hux: for these years I have been your spy and I have also provided you with modern means, but now things have changed.

rose: what do you mean?

hux: it is very simple, we have discovered that there is a descendant of the emperor Palpatine still alive, thanks to her all the old guard will rise against Ren, I will be able to see his ruin and remain in my place. You don't need me anymore, I just have to eliminate uncomfortable witnesses. Goodbye!

poe: it's Rey! Rey is the one you are looking for. she is Palpatine's granddaughter.

hux appears surprised, but seems to believe in poe.

hux: if it really is, it means that we are still allies, but only if the girl accepts her role

rey: never! I will never associate with anyone who wants to restore the empire !!

hux: don't be in a hurry, if you really want to bring down Ren you don't have much choice, there are whole cruisers ready to die for you, just for who you are. When you have made a decision, in the meantime our little collaboration will continue.

Hux and his men board a ship. Left on the ground, the four confront each other with different feelings.

rey: Poe, how could you!

poe: but we are alive! that's what counts!

finn: are we allied with Hux ?? it's a nightmare!

poe: but think about how many resources and what advantage we can have!

rose: i feel bad

poe: this is our chance to destroy the first order from the inside !!

on the ship Hux and his crew seem satisfied

officer1: we fell for it! they really believe that Jakku's waste hunter is the emperor's grandson!

hux: in fact, leaking the news first to the bandits was an excellent idea. Now at least a third of the troops will turn against Ren and at the same time the alliance will cause him many troubles. When they are all exhausted we will intervene and the whole galaxy will be ours!

SCENE 7

meeting of the general staff, an important rebel base was identified.

hux: then we will deploy four cruisers, but I also suggest a hunting fleet, to intercept any fugitives.

kylo: well, I expect an overwhelming victory. We proceed.

the first order fleet arrives and starts bombing the planet. Meanwhile Kylo feels that Rey is there, takes his shuttle and goes down to face it. As the battle rages on, the duel between Kylo and Rey also begins. Although their strength equals, Kylo eventually disarms and lands her. Instead of giving her the coup de grace, she stops and lowers his sword

rey: do you call this order? I only see violence and destruction

kylo: this is only the consequence of the disorder brought about by your useless rebellion, sacrifices must be made!

rey: then come on, sacrifice me too to your thirst for power, sacrifice the whole galaxy.

Finn and Rose also arrive, trying to save Rey by shooting at Kylo, but as he did with Poe, he manages to block the laser and the two assailants.

kylo: Rey, I never lied to you and I never really wanted to kill you. I won't even do it today, take my vehicle and your friends if you want and leave, forget about this war, if you are not ready to make sacrifices.

rey: i'm ready to sacrifice myself.

kylo: I also had to sacrifice something, my humanity

rey looks painfully at kylo

kylo: that's why I'm letting you go. With my vehicle nobody will dare to stop you.

rey, finn and rose start, but rey first says one last thing to kylo

rey: Ben, at least I want you to know that I was really tempted to accept your proposal that time, just because I know there is still some good in you.

that said, they leave while Kylo rejoins the troops. Meanwhile Poe decides to call Hux.

Poe: then we agree. Tell everyone that the girl accepted the inheritance of her grandfather Palpatine.

Hux in his room smiles.

SCENE 8

the news of Palpatine's heir had its effect, many were the defections of the old admirals, which also joined some local troops, while resistance seems to have intensified. The first order has suffered big losses, but it is reorganizing itself and launching a counterattack. In the Kylo war room, Hux and the other officers are preparing the decisive battle in the solar system of Naboo. The plan includes a battle between space cruisers and a battle on the ground for control of the planet. After the meeting everyone returns to their rooms, first we follow Hux, who has a secret meeting with his loyalists and ren's knights.

hux: everything is going according to plan, the final battle will be on Naboo, when we are at the end of our strength we will also intervene and finally we will triumph our ideal. Kylo and the girl, however, you will have to eliminate them, knights of ren, and thus carry out your revenge.

officer1: and what about resistance?

hux: we will also need them to balance the forces on the field, but we must provide them with new means; where can we meet them?

official2: Jakku is a loyal planet and far enough away, we can fix it there.

hux: perfect, prepare everything.

the scene moves to Kylo's room where Luke appears as a ghost of strength.

kylo: it looks like i can't get rid of you, even after your death.

luke: Ben, I warned you that if I hit me I would always be with you. I'm here to warn you; the path you have taken will not bring you anything good and you know it too, otherwise why would you have let Rey go, with a meaningless excuse?

kylo: killing her would only make way for unnecessary feelings that a leader cannot have to hold the galaxy together, as when I killed Han Solo.

luke: at least you're admitting that you have feelings for her. Don't make the same mistake as your grandfather, believe in who believes in you!

kylo: (snorts) the only thing that interests her are her friends and her resistance, I was just a means of getting rid of Snoke. it was only because of the little Ben Solo that was left in me that he was able to achieve his goal, but now even that small part of me has gone with her.

luke: amazing, once again everything you said is wrong! it is precisely because that part of you that you think has disappeared becomes stronger every day that I can be here in front of you. and if you look clearly in strength, you will also know that for Rey you are as important as she is for you.

luke vanishes and kylo remains alone and thoughtful

SCENE 9

Poe, Finn and Rose (and others of the resistance) meet on Jakku

poe: guys, how are you? and Rey?

rose: we are fine, but Rey is quite down, being defeated by Kylo Ren was a serious blow and the fact that you made her famous as a Palpatine made her anything but pleasure.

finn: I still managed to contact her during her training and she said she will come.

meanwhile they walk through the village where Rey worked, it seems bigger and with more life. Rey is coming.

rey: Poe, how could you !!

poe: you're right, but I won't apologize. The situation was desperate and thanks to my decision the first order is now faltering.

rey: you don't understand, I'm not Palpatine's granddaughter !!!

poe: how can you say that? a hidden girl on Jakku, sensitive to force, is practically your description.

rey: I repeat to you that it's impossible!

poe: even if it were, the description fits perfectly and thanks to this we have broken the power of Kilo Ren.

rose: Rey, why are you so sure you're not Palpatine's granddaughter?

rey: (ashamed) because ... because ... because my parents were the bad guys who sold me for buying a drink.

everyone is surprised and embarrassed

finn: Rey, how did the training go?

rey: honestly, badly. It seems that no matter how much effort it takes, I have less and less strength ..

poe: and this is where I enter the scene! don't worry about your loss of shape, today they will give us new means by which we can finally destroy Ren and his kingdom !!

in the meantime some people are approaching, including the old woman seen in the foece awakening that worked with Rey.

man1: Rey, it's you then! I didn't think I would see you again!

rey: man1, how nice to see you again !, Old woman! but how are you?

old: since you left things have changed a lot and for the better

rey: what happened?

man1: the supreme leader Kylo Ren !!

old woman: yes, one day he came here with his troops and freed us. Now we no longer work for the minimum food ration in order not to die, but we receive a fair compensation. As you can see we have money and we can afford to live in real houses by putting something aside.

man1: here we are all loyal to the supreme leader. some even enlisted to fight alongside him. what are you doing here?

rey: (visibly confused) well, I have deals I have to attend to.

after greeting the old acquaintances, he heads out of the country to meet Hux for the delivery of new fighters. After the resistance took possession of the new means, while they are heading towards Naboo, Rey decides to deviate the route and go to Ahch-too.

SCENE 10

Rey gets out of Kylo's vehicle and heads determinedly towards the dark side area.

luke: Rey, you won't find any answer there!

rey: master Luke! how can you still be here?

luke: I became a ghost of force, because I still had something to teach you.

rey: master Luke, I'm confused, I don't know what is right anymore! I thought I could stop Ben, to bring justice back to the galaxy, that he only wanted to crush the population !!

luke: and why are you confused now?

rey: he came to Jakku and really freed everyone who was in my same situation. If I think about how much we waited for someone to make such a noble gesture! and instead now in the resistance we speak only of destruction ... I thought I could distinguish between right and wrong, but now I don't know anymore !!

luke: Rey, every generation has to face their choices and understand where the right and the wrong are. Open your heart to the force and you will find the answers.

rey: now i just feel that my heart is broken, master luke, help me.

luke: maybe knowing my family history will help you. As you know my father was Dart Vader, but his real name was Anakin Skywalker and together with his mother he was a slave boy with no future on Tatoonie, despite the fact that the republic still existed at that time.

rey: I didn't know this was his origin, I feel I have a lot in common with him, this thing scares me a little ...

luke: not many know these details, we often like to idealize the past and see only what we want. One day, however, a very particular group of people arrived who had broken the course, They were a young girl with her escort who also included Jedi, since that girl was the queen of Naboo and was also my mother, Padme Amidala. Incidentally they came into contact with my father and realized that his predisposition to the force was exceptional and then redeemed him to make him a jedi, convinced that he was the boy announced by an old prophecy according to which he would restore balance in the force. However at the end of his training, when he was already an adult, he met my mother again and they fell in love. But a jedi cannot bind to an exclusive love, moreover she had become a senator and she feared that the scandal would overwhelm not only her life , but also his work and therefore decided to marry in secret. I think this was the beginning of my father's descent to the dark side.

rey: do you mean that those who undertake the ways of the force must forget their affections? what are we fighting for then?

luke: it was the vanity in wanting to keep up appearances, the greed of not facing the consequences of one's choices that placed malice in their hearts. from here the tragedy began. If they had acted in the open, they certainly would have had to give up the life they had known until then, but they could have started a new one, in the light of the sun. Instead, due to the constant fear of losing everything, my father let himself be seduced by the dark side, became a sith in the service of Chancellor Palpatine and together they destroyed the Jedi and established the regime of the empire. My mother was unable to follow him on this path and so, after giving birth to my sister and me, she died from the pain of having lost the love of her life.

rey: it's a very sad story, I feel that it touches me deeply, I see so much of the relationship between Ben and me. But how did you manage to defeat your father and the emperor?

luke: (laughing) but I didn't defeat the emperor, it was my father!

rey: how ?? but wasn't he a disciple of his? I knew that you had faced and defeated them to destroy the empire.

luke: it was true that I was part of the resistance and that I had already clashed with Vader, but when I finally found out that he was my father, I understood why I always felt uncomfortable dealing with him: he was still good in him and I could no longer ignore him . So I left the political struggle aside and decided that I wanted to bring my father back into the light. Once in his presence, however, there was also the emperor, who manipulating our feelings pushed us to fight in order to bring me to the dark side; It was in the heat of battle that I realized that from violence I would get nothing, so I threw my sword. The emperor took advantage of the thing to attack me and this moved my father, who understood that the love he felt for me, his son, exceeded all the life he had spent in the dark side and killed him the emperor, dying he too shortly thereafter.

Rey looks thoughtful for a while, then shows a serene look.

rey: thanks master Luke, now i know what i have to do. And sorry, but I can't be a jedi ...

luke: Rey, may the force be with you!

rey leaves

SCENE 10

the main scene is the battle between loyalist and separatist cruisers, with an uncertain outcome, and battles on the ground around the royal palace can also be seen. Kylo Ren is located there. Rey arrives and manages to land as a member of the resistance in the separatist controlled area. At this point Hux reveals his cards and attacks both factions by bringing them to their knees. In particular, with two knights of Ren assaults Rey and nostalgic officers (separatists).

SCENE 11

separatista1: Hux, what does this mean?

hux: (laughing satisfied) that you all fell into my trap. But did you really believe that the emperor could have had a child he cared about? and that a waste rummage was his granddaughter? nostalgic fools blinded by pride like my father. And you will end it.

rey: it won't go as you think, Ben and I will stop you.

hux: I don't know who this Ben is, but you're going to have a bad end. Knights of Ren fix them all !!

rey fights against the two riders of ren and manages to defeat them, at this point he also captures Hux.

separatista1: will you kill us now?

rey: why should i?

separatista2: because we have been defeated.

rey: I don't kill anyone for such a reason, consider yourself defeated and under arrest though.

separatista1: certainly, there is still a minimum of honor left in us.

rey: perfect, and keep hux in custody too.

hux: what do you think you can do now? Kylo will be dead too, you have defeated two of the knights, but the rest have gone to look after him.

Rey then takes a vehicle and leaves for kylo.

SCENE 12

Kylo fights against Ren's knights and defeats them, but is injured

SCENE 13

Kylo is sitting on a staircase when Rey arrives with the activated sword.

kylo: in the end they sent you to kill me? apparently I can't escape this fate.

rey: you're wrong, i didn't come to take your life, but the opposite. (turns off the sword and throws it away). I finally made it clear in my heart: I love you and I know that you love me too, and I don't want to live a day away from you anymore. But at the same time I cannot follow you on the path of the dark side, so I beg you, go back to the light side and I will stay with you whatever life you decide to do; it doesn't matter that you want to be the new emperor, a smuggler like your father was, a farmer like your uncle and a scavenger like I have been doing all my life, as long as I can be with you it will be the best life I can have.

kylo: (visibly shaken) it is too late for me now, I have committed too many crimes, I have killed my own father and my mother and my uncle are also dead because of me.

rey: you have a whole life to remedy the evil you have done and I will always be by your side. I always knew everything you did as Kylo Ren, but I fell in love with you anyway.

kylo: are you sure what you want? I never thought that Ben Solo could deserve to be loved.

rey: Kylo Ren is just the mask you hid behind all this time, I know, I could know your heart, it's Ben's!

kylo: and your resistance friends? what do you call your family? I don't think they'll ever accept me, are you ready to say goodbye to them?

rey: they will always have a special place in my heart, but i can go on living even if they decide not to want to see me anymore, if i lose you i know i would end up like your grandmother. I would simply stop living.

kylo: I've already made you plead too much, the truth is that I can't tell you no whatever request you make. The same things you said are true for me too, in these three years it has seemed to me that I am no longer alive, I regretted every single day that I did not do more to convince you to grab my hand in the Snoke tron room. But…

meanwhile Rey has approached Kylo and, smiling, puts her hand on his face

rey: but?

kylo: I feel I don't deserve all this, to be loved, to be happy.

rey: i know we both deserve it

Rey approaches his mouth and they kiss

kylo: I'm afraid we won't be able to enjoy it for long, unless you find a doctor ...

SCENE 14

Kylo continues to lose blood, Rey takes him to the royal palace in search of treatment. They find C3PO which recognizes Rey and Ben as the son of Leia and Han and consequently as the last real descendant of Naboo, and so the staff takes courage and takes care of Ben. Meanwhile, the last remaining force on the field is the resistance that is determined to kill Kylo Ren. The rebels surround the royal palace and put it under siege

SCENE 15

Poe orders the few guards to turn Kylo Ren over to him, but gets refused, so they prepare for the siege. When the fight is about to begin Rey arrives.

poe: Rey, how nice to see you! did you defeat Kylo Ren? we won?

rey: no. Ben is fine and I'm not here to fight him. (to everyone) The battle is over, there is no reason to fight anymore, please go away.

poe: what do you mean? all the other armies are gone, this is our chance to kill Kylo and free the galaxy.

Rey retrieves his sword with force and ignites it.

rey: I'm not going to let anyone hurt Ben.

everyone is flabbergasted, especially finn, while Rose seems almost happy.

finn: Rey, what does that mean? Did Kylo Ren do anything to you ??

rey: i'm acting of my will, friends, please, there is no more reason to fight.

finn: but why, how come you defend Kylo Ren ??

rey: (hesitates for a moment) because I love him!

poe: I can't believe it, you have betrayed our ideals for a couple of beautiful eyes !! leave us no choice but the clash !!

finn: Poe, wait! Rey is a friend of ours, we have to give her credit.

poe: you too? but what's wrong with you all? if we don't kill him now we will regret it in the future !!

rose: but if we act in this way, how will we be better than the first order?

the rest of the rebels appear confused, some are on the side of Poe, others on the side of Finn

finn: I'm tired of fighting, if Rey says there is a hope of bringing peace back, I believe her.

rose: and me too!

rey: guys, thanks!

poe: I can't believe my ears !! Rey who passes on to the enemy for a crush, you who give her credit because you are tired !! but have you forgotten about our dead comrades? that he established a dictatorial regime? I can't give up now !!

walking with difficulty Ben also arrives.

ben: what is this noise, sweethart?

Poe acts instinctively and shoots Ben, but Rey blocks the laser with his sword.

rey: Ben, come on, lean on me

Ben puts his arm around Rey's shoulders, the two look at each other and smile.

rose: you see? we must fight to protect what we love and not to destroy what we hate! Rey is our friend, let's trust her!

poe: Rey, how long have you been cheating on us? I can't believe I didn't notice anything !!

Ben gestures Poe's rifle away.

ben: measure words, you're talking to your empress! (addressing everyone) the war is over, my men are coming. But do not fear, no harm will be done to you, you are free; indeed from now on we will build a new galaxy together.

among the rebels, the reactions are varied, there are those who seem happy, those who are sad. Poe leaves evidently angry immediately, while Finn and Rose embrace each other enthusiastically.

SCENE 16

Finn and Rose visit Rey, they are in a very beautiful room and she is dressed in precious clothes, there is a mannequin with Padme's wedding dress, it is what Rey will also use for her wedding with Kylo. After some general chat they start talking about their new life.

rose: if I think about how we were a few months ago! especially you Rey, you are about to become our empress !!

rey: don't tell me about it, i'm terrified! already so I am overwhelmed by commitments, I dare not imagine what to expect.

finn: it's the same for us too. Reconstitute the senate and work with all those people who have ideas often opposed to ours, it's a nightmare believe me !! I don't know how Ben does it.

finn: by the way, but how did this Skywalker dynasty come to mind?

rey: well, he's always been particularly proud of his origins, so he came up with this embarrassing idea. Among the others.

rose: that is? tell us tell us, what else is embarrassing?

rey: it's actually just sweet and does everything to spoil me, it's just that I'm not used to it at all. But let's talk about you too, is it really so hard to deal with people of the first order?

roses: a little bit, but at least they are all interested in doing the good of the galaxy, even if someone would have preferred to roast it with a laser! But perhaps this time, by putting all the issues together we can build a better future than we would have expected.

rey: but how are things going between you in the private sector?

finn and rose: (embarrassed) well…. but we don't always talk about us !!

rey chuckles.

rey: uh, have you had contact with Poe?

finn: (seriously) well, to tell the truth it's not that he took all this history of the empire well, but at least he found something to do ... the smuggler. You know he always admired Han.

rey: I'm glad you still feel, and let him know that the door here is always open, but the part of the smuggler ... maybe it's better that I pretend I haven't heard, given the role I'm about to play.

rose: ok, now just chat, FInn go out that Rey has to prepare for the ceremony, now there are few hours left.

the ceremony is held on the same staircase as the other scene, the officiant is halfway up. Ben and Rey arrive and say yes and then kiss.

Then they start to climb again and two thrones-like chairs have been placed at the top of the staircase and the two spouses are announced to the people as Emperor Ben Solo and Empress Rey Solo of the Skywalker dynasty. The celebrations start and at the end we see the silhouettes of Ben and Rey kissing again.

END

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How To Date a Broken God

Chapter One: Unfamiliar Faces and Uncomfortable Situations

Series Summary: A mere mortal teaches an almighty god how to be human

Warnings: nothing besides Loki being slightly depressed and having really bad issues, domestic avengers

Notes: GET READY FOR A SLOW BURN KIDDOS

“what is more unfair than having to choose between being a monster or being a hero? (-when you have to be both.) when you learn that the road to hell is paved with more than just good intentions.” -@dvoyd

Loki was having a really bad day. It barely ten in the morning and within the span of two hours of his waking - he spilt his coffee, managed to piss off Thor and cause a thunderstorm, got caught in the freezing May rain, and was now late to an Avengers meeting. Great, just great, he thought. They barely trust me enough to have me as a member of the team, and I’m already late to the first meeting.

The streets of Manhattan were mostly cleared due to the sudden storm, most people ducking inside whatever building to seek shelter, but the few unlucky pedestrians still on the street steered clear of Loki. The whole New York incident still didn’t sit well with people, even with it being a good ten years (or five for some) in the past. The god couldn’t blame them, he hated himself for it too.

In the middle of an almost abandoned Manhattan street, Loki held his arms outstretched, trying to remember the way it felt to fly. Hundreds of years ago, when he was just a boy, he’d run across the bank of the lake outside of the palace, “flying.” He yearned for that time all over again - when he was young and innocent, unaware of the ways of the world, when nobody hated him and he didn’t hate himself. He longed for his mother’s touch and soft voice, and the wrestling matches between him and his brother. He missed the adrenaline coursing through his veins in the midst of a battle. He was a god, still is, but oh, did he feel so small. His hands that once helped forge the universe seemed powerless now.

The moment his foot crossed the threshold of the tower, Loki was bombarded by no other than Agent Maria Hill. “Jesus Christ,” she exclaimed, grabing his wrist in a tight clasp and leading him through the building, “we let you out for one hour. One hour. And you turn up late.”

He swallowed his pride. “I’m sorry. I got caught up.” Loki was earning some interesting looks from the workers, most likely due to his appearance similar to a wet dog.

“Caught up reeking chaos, no doubt,” she seethed, reaching the end of the hall and pressing the elevator button. If the god didn't have a sliver of dignity left, he would have winced.

Instead, he coolly tossed, “You actually think that low of me, Agent?”

They stepped inside of the elevator, immediately beginning to rise to the fifth level where the conference rooms were located. Agent Hill turned to him, with a tight lipped smile. “Yes, actually,” she said. “After you destroyed half of New York, tried to take over our world like a maniac, and killed thousands of innocent people in the process, I believe I’m entitled to hate you, God of Mischief.”

Loki snorted. “There’s a line Miss Hill, and I’m the leader.”

The elevator dinged, cutting through the annoying music that Loki all but failed to realize, and opened its doors. He let Agent Hill lead him to the conference room, tracking water through the hallways behind her. After many twists and turns and passing too many doors to count, the pair arrived at the double French doors. Beyond them, sat the rest of the Avengers.

Once the door had opened, all eyes were on Loki, making him gulp. They were pleasant enough people, but he still hadn’t earned all of their trust. He had been their mission to take down for years, a villain to put in chains and shackles. Even after Ragnorok and the Blip, Loki doubted he’d ever be able to win their trust.

There was a new face at the table of superheroes, however. A woman of exquisite beauty, hair pulled into a simple ponytail, eyes vibrant and shinning, skin fair and clear. She was as gorgeous as any Asgardian woman Loki had ever met, perhaps even more so. Even in a plain blouse and jeans, she surpassed every beauty standard.

Her (y/e/c) eyes locked with his and Loki felt...odd. He felt his insides turn to warm mush under her stare, electricity sparked in every nerve, and his heart seemed to have doubled in size. Oh no, that can’t be normal.

“You finally found him,” Director Fury said to Hill from his place at the head of the table, somehow managing to look annoyed and pleased all at once - an art. “Took long enough.”

“I apologize, Director,” Loki said, tearing his gaze away from the girl and to his boss. “It wasn’t my intention to get sidetracked and arrive late.”

“I don’t think that’s ever anyone’s intent, yet it still happens.”

Silvertongue remained quiet and Hill directed him to the only available seat, the one next to the woman. His hands felt clammy and for the first time in the past hour, he was almost thankful to be soaked in rain because he’s sure he’d be sweating otherwise. Why was he so nervous?

He lowered himself in the rolling chair next to her, and she looked him up and down through the corner of her eye, face flashing with...disgust? The woman stiffened, crossing her legs and positioning herself furthest away from Loki. His hear ached for the first time in a millennia. No, no, no, no. Stop that - stop that at once.

“You all may be wondering why I called you here today,” announced Hill, taking her place beside the director. “And why there is a new face.”

The woman’s cheeks turned pink under everyone’s gaze and she forced her lips into a tight smile, bashful.

Hill continued. “I would like to introduce to you all Agent (Y/n) (Y/L/n). Our newest addition to the Avengers team.”

There was an uncomfortable beat of silence before the sorcerer from across the table asked, “Pardon me Miss (Y/L/n), but Agent Hill, is a new member really necessary?”

Loki sensed (Y/n) practically sinking into the leather of her rolling chair.

With a deep breath, the Agent explained, “First of all, Doctor, she is ‘Agent’ to you. Second, its been a year since Thanos.”

There was another pause as all of the avengers allowed the painful reminder to sink in. Loki’s eyes flitted over to the west wall, where the memorial was in place. Three huge portraits of the fallen heroes, framed in gold, with a matching broken avengers symbol above them. Underneath the first portrait of a red-headed woman was a plaque, reading, ‘Natalia Alianovna Romanoff, Black Widow, died for it.’ She was laughing in the picture, emerald eyes bright and dancing.

The picture in the middle was a man with a disheveled dress suit on, tie loose and hanging around his neck, sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he worked on a laboratory table. Despite the grey hair’s sprouting in the thick brown locks, the man looked young and at ease. His smile flashed at the camera, teeth a pearly white. ‘Anthony Edward Stark, Iron Man, who died with it in his grasp,’ read an identical plaque.

The final picture was a handsome blond, looks so divine he could have been sculpted out of marble. His baby blue eyes sparkled with intelligence and a bit of mischief, a smirk to mirror it as well. He sat with a sketch pad in his lap and a charcoal pencil in hand. ‘Steven Grant Rogers, Captain America, died peacefully because of it.’

One larger block underneath read in bold print, ‘ALL DIED FOR JUSTICE.’

“We’ve been lucky to not run into any major issue so far, as it seems the universe itself is trying to get back in order. But what we cannot do is be naïve in thinking that it will last any longer. We need to face facts, we are down in numbers, and Agent (Y/L/n) is the only agent that has proven to me she is worthy of being a member of the team over the years I have worked with her.”

There was a loud crunch, coming from non-other than Scott Lang himself, munching loudly on pringles with his feet on the table. “So what,” he said through a mouthful of food, “does she have any powers?”

“What training does she have?” said one.

“In what ways is she qualified?” came another.

Finally, the new agent spoke. “I cannot turn large or small, nor can I fly or have a metal arm, but I have enhanced senses. Acute hearing and more than perfect vision, along with strength and agility. As for my qualifications, I’ve been trained as a skilled marksman and I’ve worked for S.H.E.I.L.D. for many years. I can take down a moving target from 250 yards away and I’ve been stationed on every continent for over six months.”

“Not to mention, in the past five years I gave her a medal,” cut in Fury, “And I wouldn’t give that to any wimp.”

“Most importantly, she has the character,” finalized Hill, leaving no room for discussion. With a sad smile and blank eyes, she gestured to the portraits on the wall. “I miss them too, guys, but we need to fill in the gaps. Thor and the Guardians are off world, Carol is doing who knows what, Clint will put an arrow through me if I drag him out of retirement again, and T’Challa has duties to his country. (Y/n) is not replacing our beloved friends, but we need more numbers for when something does happen.”

“So I’m assuming the Sokovia Accords are just gonna be disregarded now?” asked a witch.

“There really is no need for them anymore after the Snap. Today and over the weekend, Agent (Y/L/n) will be moving in and getting situated, but she begins training with you all Monday. Please for the love of God don’t scare her away.” Hill locked eyes with a certain god. “I’m talking to you Loki.”

He chuckled, crossing his arms, and in a fake promising voice said, “I would never! But a little prank never hurt anyone.”

“What about the time you stabbed your brother?”

“First, I was eight. Second, my brother and I are gods, madam. He’s survived much worse. I would never fatally impale a measly mortal.”

Agent (Y/L/n) huffed a laugh, rolling her eyes. “Two can play at that game, Silvertongue.”

He glanced at her, unnerved by her confidence. “Are you willingly throwing yourself into a prank war with the god of chaos and mischief, petal?”

In the blink of an eye, a dagger that seemingly appeared at of nowhere was poised at his throat. Loki could see her smile behind the hilt. Her voice was sickly sweet, “No. I’m just willing to prove I am no delicate mortal, Lord of Chaos.”

“God.”

“Same thing.”

Loki bit his tongue, raising his hands slowly in mercy. As quickly as it came out, (Y/n) sheathed her weapon in her boot, looking all too pleased with herself.

Hill clapped her hands together to draw back the attention, plastering on a smile. “Proof enough?”

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(Y/n)’s day had been going well. First thing in the morning, she got called into her boss’ office and got a promotion to work alongside the literal Avengers, was introduced to the team shortly thereafter, proving her skills to the ones that doubted her by holding a dagger to a god’s next, and clicked immediately with some lovely people.

Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch. Compassionate, sassy, and didn’t take any bullshit from anyone. Her room was adjacent to hers and she offered to help unpack. Then there was the sweet Peter Parker, the Spiderling (Spider-Man). Innocent, lovable, and too intelligent for his own good. It only made sense to befriend him as he followed Wanda around like a puppy.

So the trio sat splayed out in (Y/n)’s room, out of energy from hours of unpacking, but laughing non-stop, nevertheless.

(Y/n) was wheezing. It was the type of laughter that made your stomach hurt from laughing so hard; she hadn’t felt it in awhile. “Oh God,” she gasped, “then what did he do?”

Wanda sat perched on the newly made bed, wiping a tear off of her check with a polished finger. “Nothing! You wouldn’t believe it, he just stood there with a horrified look on his face. I thought he was about to shit his pants!”

(Y/n) smiled. “Your brother, Pietro...it sounds like he was a good man.”

The redhead twisted one of her rings around her finger, looking suddenly downcast. “He was. Really was.”

“Jesus Christ, does everyone here have terrible family issues?” piped Peter from the windowsill, laughing in hopes to lighten the mood.

“It might as well be a requirement to be a hero,” Wanda said with a sad smile, before abruptly turning to (Y/n). “What about you, new girl? What’s your tragic hero story?”

The new girl looked down at her bare feet, a bashful smile on her lips, but before she could open her mouth to say anything, F.R.I.D.A.Y. made the announcement that dinner was ready. Saved by the bell.

“To be continued,” declared Peter, hoping up from his seat and taking off towards the dinning room. “Hope you like pepperoni pizza, (Y/n)!”

She did, in fact.

The scene was incredibly domestic, nothing she would've imagined as a normal night for the almighty Avengers. Stacks of pizza boxes and liters of soda lined on the bar counter - plastic utensils, cardboard plates, and Styrofoam cups close by. Those who lived permanently in the tower sat on the variety of sofas and cushioned seats, chowing down on classic American food. Unfortunately for (Y/n), permanent residents also included Loki.

She grabbed two pieces or pepperoni, a cup of cola, and a napkin, and took a seat next to Wanda on a love seat, Peter chilling on the floor at their feet with a stack of five slices in his lap. Superhuman metabolism?

After a few minutes of silence (minus the munching of food) Sam piped up, “So Agent (Y/n), where are you from?”

She smiled, wiping the grease from the corner of her mouth with her napkin. “(Y/n), please. I’ve been all over the world, but I’m originally from Brooklyn.”

“I like her already!” exclaimed Bucky through a mouthful of cheese and sausage.

She giggled, giddy like a child. Is this what home felt like? She hadn’t had a home in years.

“So how’d you get hired at S.H.E.I.L.D.?” asked a very green Banner, his plate of food actually an entire pizza box. “That’s no small feat.”

“My parents were actually Agents as well. I kinda grew up around here.”

Below her, Peter choked on his Sprite. “That’s so sick? Were they spies? Assassins? Snipers? Oh I bet they’re were snipers!”

(Y/n) ruffled the boy’s honey curls. “They were spies. My dad just had good aim, he taught me everything I know about guns and shooting.”

Peter chuckled immaturely, “Hehe...good aim...uh - Ow!”

Wanda had backhanded him upside the head.

There was a snicker from the far side of the room, where Loki stood emerged in the shadows. His pink lips were curled upward in a genuine smile, yet (Y/n)’s heart felt as if it had taken a bullet.

“What do your parents do now? Are they retired or do they still work?” Wanda asked from her side, but the new agent barely heard it.

Her face turned to stone, eyes now icy and cold as she stared at the God of Mischief. Of chaos. Might as well add murder to the list as well.

“They’re dead,” she stated, her voice spitting with venom. The room fell into an awkward silence, and Loki’s eyes met her own.

“In New York...the attack...the building collapsed on them.” Her nose scrunched in disgust. “All thanks to none other than the God of Chaos.”

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deeneee · 6 years ago

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Lost [Leon x Reader] (PART ONE)

Note: here it is. It is a little sad, but not really. RE4 LEON is just about to be introduced! IM EXCITED! This’ll be a two part or more?? I want to write some action but idk. This is turning out more of a story, but oh well 😂 it’s not really a story, but idk.

Master List

“I heard you’re getting a partner for your new mission,” you speak, looking over at Leon who’s sitting at his desk. Leon looked up at you and nodded.

“Yes, I’ve met him before, actually. He’s been training with me,” Leon muttered. You looked over Leon’s partners files on your computer screen, narrowing your eyes.

“Hmmm, Jack Krauser. . . ,” you mumbled and looked at his picture, “he look pretty buff.”

“Yeah, I’ve been told that the mission is pretty dangerous, so they paired him with me.” It’s been almost 2 years since Leon joined your office. For the past couple of months, Leon has been going on pretty dangerous missions, but they’ve all been successful. No doubt about it, Leon is very skilled. So far, he is the most reliable and skillful agent in the agency. His physical experience had also changed a little, like his expression. You’ve noticed that after every mission, he seemed to look more dull and serious. His hair became darker and he also became a bit more sarcastic. He’s lost that innocent look to him and if you were to be honest, it was kind of sad to see Leon change like this. Not that it’s his fault, but it hit you that Leon has seen so much that it’s even taken a toll on his physical appearance. The past couple of months had been hectic for the both of you. Unfortunately, you both lost a member. . .Frank. He disappeared on a mission and was found as a monster later on. It was hard to take in, but it had happened and you couldn’t do anything. You and Leon took it hard and mourned for a couple days. You looked over at the empty desk next to Leon, remembering the times when Frank would always scold you. It hurt, but the best thing to do is keep moving forward, and you knew that this is what Frank would want for you and Leon to do. “You okay?” Leon’s gentle voice broke you from your thoughts and you turned you attention to him. His blue eyes held worry and you gave him a small smile.

“Yeah,” you responded, “just reminiscing.”

“If you feel like crying, you can always come to me,” he patted his shoulder, “you can cry here.” You chuckled, feeling a slight burn making its way to your eyes.

“There’s no way I’m going to cry,” your voice cracked in between as tears blurred your vision. Leon’s eyes softened at the sight of you bringing your hands up to cover your eyes. He quickly walked over to your side and grabbed the chair beside you and sat down, scooting close to you. His gruff hands patted your back as you sobbed quietly. One thing Leon realized is that he hated seeing you cry. The best thing to do was to be there for you.

-skip-

Before you knew it, Leon left for his mission, and it was time for your mission. You were sitting in the helicopter, dressed in your usual fighting attire. You’ve never felt so lonely before, and you weren’t sure why. You looked out the window, watching the world from above. It was beautiful, green, and intriguing. How deceiving the world looked from above. It was just you and the pilot in the helicopter, and the sound of the blades slicing the air.

Right when you got back from your mission, you heard so many things about Leon accomplishing his mission. People were calling him a talented agent, and a hero. You weren’t sure of the details, but he had successfully finished his mission. Unfortunately, his partner did not make it, and after hearing this, you hurried to your office, opening the door. Your heart clenched at the sight of Leon sitting in his chair, back hunched, and face covered with his arms. You quietly walked over and sat on Frank’s seat. His shoulders were slightly shaking, and his hands were clenched. “Hey,” you softly spoke, bringing your hands to rub his back. The best thing to do was to be there for him, and you did just that.

A few minutes later, Leon turns his head and looks at you, his head sitting on his arms. His eyes were raw and puffy, streaks of tears dried on his cheek. “Thanks,” He hoarsely said, and then sniffled. A side of Leon that only you have seen, yet a side of him that breaks your heart. You nodded and gave him a little smile. He got up and wrapped his arms around your frame, “At least you’re back safe.” You leaned into him and closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around him. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you, too.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” you whispered, and he squeezed you, “I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you either, Leon.” Just thinking about it drove you into devastation. Leon has been there for you ever since, and if you were ever to hear such bad news; you’re afraid that you’d go on a rampage. Leon is a great friend— a great person, and he deserved a great life. You pulled away from him and gazed into his beautiful eyes. “Let’s survive this.”

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Time flew by and before you knew it, it was already the year 2004. Time passed, and you changed. You’ve been told that your smiles weren’t as radiant as before, and that you seemed dull. You didn’t have that glow anymore. You could say it kind of disappeared when you stopped seeing Leon. Work made you both so busy, that you never had the chance to talk or see each other. It had been 3 years since you’ve seen him. A long, cold, dark 3 years. You heard that he recently rescued the presidents daughter, Ashley. Definitely heroic of him. You were proud of him. You’ve thought countless times how you wanted to visit him sometime, but you were too much of a wimp to. You were afraid he maybe disliked you, or worse, had forgotten about you. One thing for sure, you’re glad he’s doing fine and alive.

“Hey, you listening?” your martial arts instructor, Luke, questioned. You shook yourself from your trance and shot him a kick to his side. He stepped back and winced, rubbing his side. “I wasn’t asking for a kick, dude,” he muttered and you stood up straight.

“Sorry about that,” you apologized, sheepish. Luke has been your instructor ever since you got into the agency. You felt like letting off some steam, so you invited him for a spar.

“Anyways, Hunnigan is on her way to talk to you,” Luke said, his brown hair drenched with sweat. You nodded and wiped off your sweat with a towel that lay on a chair, near the mat. The thudding sounds of people being thrown on the floor, and yells was all you heard as you took a swig of your water. “So, what’s been on your mind?” You glanced over at Luke and pressed your lips into a line.

“I thought about ‘him’ again. I just miss him,” you admitted and shrugged.

“Oh, right. Your ‘lover’,” Luke cooed, raising his brow.

“No way,” you interjected, “just a good friend.” Leon’s face flashed in your mind and a small smile made its way to your lips.

“Look at that smile,” Luke pursed his lips and you rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“Leave me alone, Luke.” You could hear the clicks of heels approaching and you turned to the door, only to see Hunnigan walking towards you. Today she wore a striped navy blue suit with black heels. Not a bad look for her. “Hunnigan,” you greeted with a nod and she stood in front of you, smiling softly at you.

“Hey, [Name]. I came to tell you that he’s doing fine.”

“Ooooohhh, so that’s how you know your lover is doing fine,” Luke exclaimed.

“I’m glad,” you breathed a sigh of relief, and Hunnigan smirked.

“So, when should I tell him that I know you?” She questioned, pushing her glasses up.

“Y-you shouldn’t,” you retorted and crossed your arms. Luke and Hunnigan looked at each other and chuckled. “Anyways, my mission is in a few days, got any info for me?”

“Ah, right. A woman named Blair Gage is suspected of producing BOW’s in Alaska. You’re instructed to destroy her lab and bring her back alive,” Hunnigan handed you a folder and you took it, looking through the woman’s profile. She had piercing jade orbs and platinum blonde hair in a pixie cut. She didn’t look that intimidating.

“She’s young,” you muttered, looking at her age. She’s 28, which is the same age as you. What could she be doing with these BOW’s?

“You’ll have a huge surprise during your mission. I hope you enjoy it,” the black haired woman nodded and then walked off. You watched her go and narrowed your eyes, wondering what it could be.

“She probably talking about those BOW’s,” Luke joked and you looked at him, shaking his head.

“That wasn’t a really great joke.”

“Yeah, whatever, I’m leaving.”

——-

Finally, it was the day of the mission. Here you were, once again, on a helicopter by yourself and looking over the landscape. Your ear piece made a sound, until you heard Hunnigan’s voice. “Alright, can you guys hear me?” She questioned, and you furrowed your brows.

“What do you—-“ you paused when you realized someone was talking the same time as you. Someone else is on the line? Who the hell?

“Hunnigan, who’s the other person?” A deep voice asked, and it sounded so unfamiliar.

“No time for questions. You both are almost at your destination. Prepare for landing.”

“Whoever you’re partnering me with, I hope they’re cute,” The man commented and you narrowed your eyes. A partner? This is the surprise? He sounds kind of like a jerk. You turned off your communicator and huffed, looking around.

“Who does this jerk think he is?” You questioned to no one in particular.

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BEEP!

“Oh, she just hung up,” the man said.

“Well, if you hadn’t said that, she wouldn’t have.”

“I must’ve pushed some kind of button,” he muttered.

“You don’t say?” Hunnigan sarcastically remarked.

“I was also being sarcastic, Hunni—-“

BEEP!

“. . .Alrighty then.”

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phantomphangphucker · 5 years ago

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A King For Tonight’s Fentertainment - Chap. 2: The Horde Plays Spot The Lord

Summary: Because, of course, Red couldn't keep her mouth shut. Add in, of course, his mom doing her usual. And, of course, Danny just can't fucking die.

Danny goes wide-eyed as Red slowly points to the air just above her head, pretty well sure she’s making some kind of reference to his crown. Which, if she’s able to see his ecto-field and his shedding off ectoplasmic energy, she’d be able to see his Ghost King shit. Danny gets jolted out of his worried gaping by Maddie’s gasp, “Danny, sweetie, how? It is you. But how? And, and the cape? Sweetie?”. Danny grumbles incoherently to himself, firmly annoyed at this confirmation of his worries. Sure his Ghost King shit looks great, and he rocks it; but the point of keeping it all invisible is so others, can’t, fucking, see, it.

Dash runs up, “oh I call bullshit!”, promptly nabbing the visor away. “Fentelephone?! What the fuck?”, Dash gapes as he raises and lowers the visor repeatedly, before just passing it off to people. Dash collects himself as the other remaining students and teachers all take turns gaping at Danny; while Danny looks around awkwardly at the stupid amount of attention and inquisitive eyes. Dash smirks, making a blatant attempt at making sure Danny keeps his loser wimp title. While Danny’s distracted by Maddie awkwardly patting at his shoulder, Dash walks over and shoves Danny’s other shoulder, “you’re the only one who could make a freaking cape look so lame, Fentoenail. You managed to make it look damn pathetic on your weak little loser frame”, Dash scoffs, “bet it’s some kind of weirdo loser crown. The ultimate weirdo, king of the freaks”. Danny can’t help but snort and rolls his eyes exaggeratedly at Dash. King of freaks wasn’t exactly wrong, and he was grade A fucking weird, nearly one of a kind. It’s a fair bit hard to be weirder or freakier than being half fucking dead.

Maddie turns towards Dash and puts her hands on her hips, “excuse me, young man?”.

“Uhh..”, Dash backs off rapidly.

But the odd settling in of normalcy is jarred away, as a ghost unicorn slams into the shield followed by an ectonet. Danny tilts his head up, full well knowing that’s Skulker he’s sensing and the net’s probably Skulkers. Sure enough, Skulker comes into view. Skulker looks around before shaking his head, “I’m not even going to ask, whelp. Also not foolish enough to even attempt breaking your barrier”. Danny groans and points over his shoulder at the two GIW agents, who are aggressively trying to grab onto the visor but everyone’s basically playing keep away. Skulker sighs at the agents, “seriously?”, looking back at Danny, “you better keep them in there”, grinning maliciously, “or maybe don’t, I could use some new prey”.

Danny snorts but Maddie speaks to Danny before he can respond to Skulker, who promptly flies off looking to avoid any Phantom trademarked humour, “Danny! Ignore that! You should know better than to converse with ectofilth!”.

Danny looks back down towards his mom, “uh, isn’t getting Amity back to the Human Realm more important than who I talk to?”. Mr. Lancer raises an eyebrow, “Human Realm? Would that happen to be another term for earth?”. Danny puts his hands up again awkwardly and takes a step back, “heh heh”, promptly bumping into Dex, a tenth grader. Who’s wearing the visor and now attempting to feel the cape, Danny attempts to not laugh at how silly the guy looks; mostly failing. But this results in agent G nabbing the visor away.

Red grabs and drags Danny away from the, starting to get too close for comfort, crowd. Maddie scurrying after and grabbing onto his other wrist, jerking the two teens to a stop. Danny looks back and forth between the two huntresses yanking on his arms and sighs. While agent G shouts at Danny, “you! Not a ghost but you’re freaking leaking ectoenergy! You might as well be! And-and you’re wearing ghost clothing! Ghost items! No human should stoop so low as to be anything like those ghost freaks!”. Both agents start stalking towards him, while Danny glares at them over the petty insults before yanking his wrists free of their respective gripping ladies.

Danny backflips over top of Red. With Kwan, the one now wearing the visor after punching agent L, easily seeing Danny’s cape billowing and flapping in the air. While the GIW agents stalk after Danny aggressively, agent L glaring at the jock but ignoring him in favour of harassing the ghostly teen.

Red spins around, “Danny what?!?”, as Danny lands softly behind her. While agent L snaps, twitching the ectogun in his hand, “trying to hide behind a proper human! A ghost hunter at that! You’re worse than ectofilth! A human donning the clothing of monsters!”. Agent G points at him, “you’re probably why there’s latent ectoplasm here! Or it’s the fault of those ecto-artifacts! Relinquish them! Or we will shoot you! And we won’t feel bad about shooting some human who lowers themselves to that of those ectoplasmic entities!”.

Now Danny’s just flat-out annoyed, verging on angry. Making his ectofield pulse aggressively and threateningly; which Maddie, having easily re-obtained the visor from Kwan, flinches at. Not liking seeing her son be anything close to ghostly. Knowing he was highly ectocontaminated was one thing, this was another. Clearly the agents weren’t really wrong, her boy was ghostly. But even still, she’s not about to tolerate anyone berating or threatening her son. Maddie turns and snaps at the men, “you will leave my son alone! I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for this”, turning back towards Danny, “right sweetie?”.

Red twitches slightly, “uh yeah Danny, care to explain all of”, gesturing at the air above his head and around his shoulders, “this?”.

Agent L barks, “we said remove your ghostly possession now!”. Agent G speaks up as-well while taking a step forward, ectogun creaking in his hands, “and please, mam, step away from him”. Danny groans, wanting everyone to shut up.

He doesn’t get his wish as Red snaps her head around, “oh shut up, I trust him more and faster than I could shoot the both of you. Which is damn fast by the way”.

“There’s nothing lowly about me. No, I’m better for this”, Danny sighs, steeling himself, before looking up and smirking. Placing a hand on his hip and moving in a way to drag his cape over half of himself, the white flames of the collar licking energetically at his chin and cheek. It still being invisible making the mildly threatening effect lost, but it makes Danny feel more powerful all the same, “no, I’m just right. And no I won’t be “relinquishing” anything. Not like I actually could anyway”.

Danny puts his hands in his pockets and rocks on his heels, looking around with a goofy grin. Officially deciding he’s gotta pretty well open up here, cause, like, everyone has seen his shit now. Smirking and turning back to the men, who still have their guns point towards him, “even offing me ain’t gonna make these babies fuck off. Naw, you’d have to double kill me. Make a ghost of the ghost of the person, ya know?”, tapping his chin, “ghostify me to de-ghostify me? Ghost the ghost to ghost the not ghost. Sorta. Words are a wonderful thing, huh?”.

“Danny get to the point for fucks sake”.

“Sweetie, what do you mean you can’t take it off? Surely you could and that would solve part of the issue, right? That stuff’s what’s making the ectofield and shedding ectoenergy, right?”. Danny can’t help but inwardly cringe at Maddie’s words. But it was a damn good cover story, and the crown really did have its own ectofield so it wasn’t even lying.

Sighing and slumping before straightening up, clearly seeing everyone paying acute attention to him, “you’re not wrong, nor are those moronic agents. But y’all are also not right”, Danny then mutters to himself, “I mean they’re straight fucking wrong about the pissing on ghosts crap, but that’s not really new information”, before looking to his mom. Smiling softly, “we’re not here cause of my accessories. Me removing it, if that was even possible, would achieve nothing. No, we’re here cause two idiots dumped fucking pixie dust meant to send ghostly lairs to the Ghost Zone, onto a ghostly lair. This place was a lair long before I got any of this stuff, my stuff is not at fault. It never was”.

“Bullshit! I said before! Ghosts can’t have earth lairs! They ca-”. Danny cuts the agent off, tilting his head back and groaning loudly at the sky, “oh would you shut up!”. Snapping his head back down, forcibly keeping his angry ectoenergy out of his eyes as he responds, “I would have thought, after all these years. All ‘o y’all would have realised you’re useless twats. You can’t tell the difference between ghost fact and ghost I-believe-this-cause-I’m-a-bigoted-moron. A ghost could take a piss on your front lawn and you’d think they were bleeding or part dog or some shit”.

Paulina, wearing the visor now, whimpers a little, “even the air energy thingy looks angry”.

While Danny steps out from around Red with an intense gaze on the two agents, hair fluffing out like some anime bullshit, “but there’s one thing you guys do get right about lairs. If you wanna destroy a lair, or, in this case, make a place no longer a lair. Well, you’ve gotta destroy its keeper. Little late to do that though, since y’all already zapped us into the Ghost Zone, like crappy teleportation lightening. And somehow, I doubt that even if lightning struck twice, that it would send Amity back to the Human Realm”.

Both the men raise their weapons at him but Danny just shrugs, glaring at their faces and paying the weapons no mind, which is a bit disconcerting to the men, “so you’re kind of in a catch twenty-two, kill the lair keeper to rid Amity Park of its ghostliness but thusly making it impossible for Amity to return to the Earth Realm. Or get Amity Park back to the Earth Realm but thusly failing in your mission to rid Amity Park of ghosts and all things ghostly”. Both men grit their teeth at him while Danny just laughs mockingly, “but then again only one of these two options are actually options. Two things impossible to you but only one with any real possibility. Possible impossibility. Sorry not sorry, you can’t destroy this lairs keeper”.

Dash sputters, “what the hell happened to Fentripod, how could that weak loser seem even slightly threatening...”. Earning nervous nods from both Paulina, who’s clinging to Dash’s arm, and Kwan, who’s more in awe than startled.

While Danny walks up to the men, letting their guns push into his chest, chuckling darkly, “even white suit scum like you will hesitate pulling the trigger on a seventeen-year-old human kid”, smirking as multiple people gasp, “you're right, no ghosts got a Human Realm lair. No. But a human certainly does. Heck! Amity Park isn’t even the only human Ghostly Lair. Though-”. Maddie cuts Danny off, starting to become a bit put off by his unusual aggressiveness, even if it’s thickly laced with mocking humour, “Danny what are you saying?!? I’m the leading scientist on these matters, that shouldn’t be possible?”.

Danny’d like to get to actually finish speaking for a change but doesn’t get to respond as he picks up motion from the agents, motion aiming to harm him. Danny quickly twists and leans sideways, avoiding an ectoshot from agent L, before springing backwards. Maddie turns on the agent, “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING”, before punching him in the face.

Danny whistles and smirks at the downed agent. While agent G gets his gun right into Danny’s face, and just as agent G goes to shoot. Danny thoroughly confuses the agent by smirking, “you’re wasting your time”, before agent G fires the gun.

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the-firebird69 · 2 years ago

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You'll be so dumb and you don't listen to anything that says you're possessing is stupid the proof is your body is already there he hates the s*** out of you you won't shut up and you still possess you to control you and you won't shut up you little babies and your f****** abnormally stupid and your crass and you're mean and you pay all the time and you think you're controlling it by threatening him and you're stupid so you keep saying cuz you're addicted you got rid of your armies you could have done something you could have taken us over you could have defeated this you could have possibly defeated them instead you chose this aphrodisiac and it's called possession and you're all massive wimps for real when they leave you you start falling apart we don't have anything else to say we know about it we know about the demons. You know about your addiction and the Tommy F had to do it and his prancing you around in films and stuff and he's in it now and he's a dead man too and his clothes are infected probably infected for a while but it really he traded it to bother our friend here cuz he's a loser I've never seen so much of this attitude in my life you're horrendous losers it's massive how bad you're doing he's laughing at you all the time and he knows you get hit severely this is a beautiful world and he's complaining that he had to change his impression of it change with the tapestry is from because of you idiots mostly and your influence to everyone to be so bad that he found out about it and you ran it on us too think about how horrific this is these people never let up they never give up they don't stop there's tons of them probably we lost all of us all the businesses on Earth we're losing the banking you have to fight Tommy F the idiot massive mountain ranges because of monsters that are bigger than this asinine ship you're chasing boy is this an ass s*** he says it's not one when you put it together and is the inventor and designer and you're giving him s*** all the time cuz you're stupid it's real and what you are is fake and he knows it you keep hissing at him and pissing at him use your power to do really dumb things I got to tell you something you people are so sick I need to let you go but wow what an invention and I don't know the armament and I don't know the armor and I scanned it and it's hard to tell it's combined armor and it kicks ass it is very very powerful and the top of it in the bottom go together and in an intricate connection and for a reason and I'd hate to see what that is and mother and father are saying that's probably what it is and it's like a sensing thing and it makes a huge shield and it makes this massive field around it when it's connected and the shield could be projected out and you see it in the movie Bruce Willis and it is The fifth Element and Hera health designed it and Thor and Freya nuana Ariana Apollo and goddess wife a lot of it and it's based on like something he saw like a speaker kind of and we're starting to see something it's about magnetics and we need to know about it and what you're going into is a very high tech weapon looks like it float around like assholes messing it up and you'll never join if both if he has one and you have one he'll destroy each other and we can't afford that we need the Black ships out they're too big and we can't get anything because the black ship fleet it says that they get drawn into it with them and I do see it probably happens cuz the Black ships go nutso you people are infected and they probably are and we used to do stuff walking around with him he wants us to try cuz his life is terrible with you pussies.

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It's true you have to kill them every few seconds and control them and they're really the temperament is terrible and always is but it's very bad now cuz they get sick from the animal inside and they don't know what to do they don't know how to handle it and they take it out on thinking he'll make it better for some reason they believe it's true and they can hit no he can't stand them but this machine he designed it's outstanding it's like a huge tachamac and produces a field and yes it's electromagnetic it can control it a little but you people have seen it on your ships and you've seen it on the death stars it's just it has a lot more power and it's very heavy the top of it is and you have to know what you're doing the launch or it's going to be topsy-turvy. And we're involved and no they can't stop us and yeah you've seen it a little with the two abominations and one of them's the creature of the Black lagoon and you've seen it with the hulk and others these guys can't fight like that they can't even really fight like bane in the cartoon and somehow they are and they don't get big that fast that's ridiculous even though the band formula because they're not real mutants their bodies are not mutant that it's their heads and their brains really just their brain and our sun is if you put a bane system on him and they're painful to install by the way he doesn't want to he can get like 10 ft in about 2 or 3 seconds and you think what you're witnessing is a miracle a little screaming it and stuff he's a mutant cuz you have to have some radiation doesn't want to do that either but still really big real fast it's hooked up to it he can get like 80 ft in about 2 or 3 minutes is the bigger you are the easier it might be and it's true just need a lot of stuff now you do it in seconds and it's not realistic the cage you can do it real fast but not that fast we want you out you're so dumb try and grab things or way off and these girls are talking about how they can't stand you she doesn't want to die and jump off a bridge because the guys so dumb that he sucks at everything and thinks he has a programming lost so she's going to try and prove that the program's destroyed on Titan and her son says that's the one and she says okay so she says I can't see this clearly and there it is. She leaves he goes after her she says it's not her place since everybody else knows about you so it is she cuz you kill him his head's not worth anything a hundred times she's going to shoot him and he walked off he's a f****** loser tons of people want him dead he's getting hit in that beaner like 15 times and it's true there's nothing in there that's worth anything he can leave now

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statistically-unlikely-monster · 5 years ago

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Jon’s Not Dead

Chapter 1 Part 2

This part references a lot of Crash Zoom since the witch girl from Trick or Threat is in this. If you haven’t watched Crash Zoom, I recommend it. Anyways, onto the story~

Of all the places he was expecting to go, his apartment building was not it. The way they made it sound, this girl lived far off somewhere. But yet, he turned out to be living in the same building.

Eduardo led the group in, checking his pocket just to make sure he still had his own key. The last thing he needed was to be locked out after all this. He cringed at the thought of having to ask someone to let him in, especially one of his past neighbors. Sure, he had been on better terms with that Edd guy, but he still hated Tom and Matt.

A little bit of him regretted leaving Mark behind at the Red Army base, but someone needed to stay there and keep an eye on the other members. Mark may have trusted them, but he most definitely did not. Sure, Eduardo had control over their leader because of his strength, but there was the chance of the others going rogue and trying to derail his chances of bringing back Jon.

“So this is where everyone moved?” Tord asked, glancing around the main lobby area.

There wasn’t much to it. Old 60’s style chairs were placed against the walls with matching coffee tables. Forest and nature paintings covered the dull yellow walls. A vase of dead flowers were placed on the counter of the landlord’s desk. Luckily the landlord wasn’t there.

“Yeah, not everyone can afford a nice house after a certain someone blows their old one up,” Eduardo jabbed, pressing the call elevator button on the other side of the lobby area, “You guys might want to take a seat, this thing takes a while to come.”

Paul flopped himself onto a loveseat, and pulled out his phone. Tord perched himself on the arm of the loveseat.

After an uncomfortable ten minutes of standing, the elevator finally came. Tord and Paul hopped up, eager to get in, but Eduardo stopped them with his arm just before they could get in, “Hold up. Look at it.” The elevator slid down farther than it was supposed to, and then screeched to a halt. The ropes were frayed, with a few on the verge of snapping, “Darn thing is always breaking down. I guess we’re using the stairs.”

Without a word, Eduardo walked off to the stairs, leaving the others behind him. The girl lived on the floor just below his. Floor 4. That area was always getting reported for noise, whether it be parties, people fighting, or the occasional explosion. Needless to say, the infamous floor didn’t thrill him in the least. The less time he spent there, the better. The others slowly trickled in after him once he reached the landing. Paul clung to the railing, completely out of breath.

“I told you those cigarettes are destroying your lungs,” Tord teased, smirking as he passed him.

“Look who’s talking Mr. I-smoke-cigars-because-they-look-cool!” Paul retaliated with a wheeze.

“They do look cool!”

Eduardo rolled his eyes and continued up. The bickering got old real quick, “How are these people the same ones that wrecked the neighborhood?” He thought to himself, “All they do is goof off.”

The landing of the fourth floor was oddly dusty with what looked like glitter. Wasn’t really anything too out of the ordinary considering the people on said floor, so Eduardo just shuffled through it.

The entirety of floor four was covered in glitter. No amount of space was spared. With the right kind of light the whole place could be used as a disco ball.

In the middle of it all was three people; a young woman, a young man, and a little girl.

“What were you two thinking?!” The young woman was scolding them.

The young man patted his hand on her shoulder, “Aww c'mon Lucy, don’t be such a party pooper! We were just having fun!”

“Fun?! Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean glitter?!”

The little girl chipped in, pulling out a huge black book from her bag, “Maybe one of these demons can help us?”

“No no no! We’re not summoning anything else! Last time you about killed everyone!”

“I didn’t kill anyone, that was all the monster that you asked for!”

“I never-” The woman named Lucy cut herself off upon noticing Eduardo standing there, “Eduardo, thank God, can you please talk some sense into them?!”

Now here came a dilemma. The Necronomicon was right there in front of him, just within snatching distance. But he knew Lucy. They were good friends from way back. Stealing from a little girl right in front of her would be a bad move.

Luckily, he didn’t have to ponder the decision for too long, because Tord came running up and almost ran them all down. Grabbing the book from the little girl’s hands, he held it over his head triumphantly, “I got it!”

The little girl squealed in surprise, “Hey, that’s mine! Give it back!” she pounded her fists harmlessly on his stomach, “Give it back you big jerk!”

“You stole it from me you… trash gremlin? Huh… I was expecting you to be a bit more threatening.” Tord chuckled, poking her head mockingly, “What’s wrong? Are you gonna cry?”

He soon regretted those words. The girl swung her leg up as high as she could, nailing him in the jaw. She then ripped the book away from him, using it to beat him over the head, “AGH! PAUL, GET THIS RABID THING OFF ME!”

Paul, whom had just then gotten up the stairs, blatantly ignored Tord’s cries, “ One second, I just found a Pikachu!”

“Why are all my soldiers useless?!” Tord whined, “Eduardo! Help!”

Begrudgingly, Eduardo pulled the girl off, “Kate, right?” he began to explain, kneeling down to her eye level, “I really need to use this, so if you could please-”

“Nope!”

“Aww, c’mon kid. Five seconds, that’s all I need.”

“No, it’s mine.” She blew a raspberry at him.

“Ok, yeah, real funny. What will it take for you to let me borrow that?”

“Hmm… how about a game?”

“Oh god” “Ok, I’ll bite. What’s this game?”

“I’m gonna use my spell book to summon up a big baddie. If you can beat it, I’ll give you the Necronomicon. If you lose, well, you’ll probably be broken beyond repair. Interested?”

Eduardo took a deep breath. He didn’t come this far just to walk out like a wimp. His best bud was counting on him. If he didn’t get the book, then that was it, “Can I use a weapon?”

“Any of your choice”

“I guess…yeah, let’s do it.”

Lucy and Ben wisely hid a floor down, away from the soon to be destruction.

Kate grinned, “Won uoy llac I ,htarw fo nomed! Flesruoy rof eulb eht revo ekat!”

The floor went pitch black. A glowing, circular rune appeared beneath Kate’s feet. She floated in the air, eyes gleaming red and sharp pearly teeth bared. The Necronomicon floated with her, just inches from her fingertips. From the rune rose a large black figure. It’s horns scrapped the ceiling even with it hunched over. One beady black eye glared down at Eduardo, snarling and thrashing its tail in anger.

“…Aw sh*t.” Eduardo muttered in realizing his mistake.

The monster took a deep breath, and unleashed a blast of fire from its mouth. Eduardo ducked out of the way just in time. The only thing on him to get burned was his shoelaces. The wall and carpet behind him was set ablaze, filling the room with smoke.

Paul hopped into action, whipping out the gun on his back and firing directly at the monster. The monster blocked the attack with its tail before swinging it wildly, knocking Paul and into the wall with enough force that he was halfway through it.

“Hey, I thought he got a weapon!” Tord spoke up, quickly ducking a stray blast of fire.

“He gets one of his choice. I didn’t say I was giving him one.” Kate crooned before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

“Jævla det-” Tord growled, “Hey! Big and ugly!” he called to the monster. When it turned around, he flipped it off, “Come get me!”

Howling with rage, it lunged at Tord, whom slipped under its body before it could get him. The monster flung itself into the wall, destroying it in the process like a giant wrecking ball.

Eduardo exclaimed, “Holy crap are you alright?”

“Ja. Go get Paul’s gun.” Tord replied as a mischievous smirk grew on his face, “I have an idea.”

Nodding, Eduardo slipped Paul’s gun out of his unconscious hands, and froze. He had no idea how to fire a gun. It wasn’t something he thought he would ever need to know. Sure, you just pull the trigger and a bullet comes out, but the gun in his hands was way more complicated than that. There were weird levers and hatches, a scope, and all sorts of other pieces he didn’t know how to use.

Meanwhile, Tord was having fun with the monster. He moved much faster than it, ducking and diving around it. The monster couldn’t keep up. In trying to keep up with the annoying little human running its feet, it made itself dizzy to the point it almost couldn’t stand upright. With that window of opportunity, Tord launched himself onto the monster’s back, and wrapped his one arm around its right horn.

Growling, it bucked like a horse, trying to throw the pest off it. Being so close to the ceiling, it couldn’t really jump too much without hurting itself. It couldn’t get Tord off no matter how hard it tried.

“Uh, mind shooting it sometime today?” He called to Eduardo, whom was still struggling with the gun, “I can’t do this much longer. Starting to slip.”

Eduardo shot back, “Just give me a second! I got it!” he aimed at the monster, but no matter how many times he pulled the trigger, no bullet would fire, “How the hell do you use this thing?!”

“Do you really not know how to use a gun?”

“Pfft! Of course I do! …Okay, maybe I don’t, so what?”

“Just pull the trigger!”

“I tried, but nothing’s happening.”

“Did you check if it needs reloaded?”

“Ok, you know what, screw this!” Eduardo charged at the beast, wielding the gun like a club. With a swift thwack to the eye, the beast howled in pain, then disappeared in a cloud of dark smoke.

Tord fell to the floor with a dull thud, “…I guess that’s one way to do it.”

Reaching out his hand, Eduardo helped him up. The floor was still burning around them. Fiery tongues lashing out and consuming everything, including something that made both their hearts drop. There, just at the front door of one of the apartments was the one thing they came for, now blazing like a candle.

Panicking, Eduardo ran over to stamp out the fire as Tord rushed away to grab the fire extinguisher on the wall. However, they were too late. All that was left of the Necronomicon was a pile of blackened ash and the remaining bits of glitter that survived the fire. Both froze, looking down at it in pure disbelief. It was gone. No amount of glue or tape could fix it now.

#eddsworld #ew tord #ew eduardo #ew paul #ew monster tom #jon's not dead #jnd chapter 1 #petrichormeraki #crash zoom #crash zoom Kate #crash zoom Ben #crash zoom Lucy #had to edit this I found some mistakes

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villainqueen · 5 years ago

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The Marriage of Heaven and Hell - Chapter 2

V X Fem!Reader fanfiction, set after the events of Devil may Cry 5.

Prologue / Chapter 1 // Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5

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Chapter 2

There is no mistake so great as the mistake of not going on

August 1st 11:00 am

The clicking of Nico's lighter could be heard while she lightened her next cigarette. It broke an awkward silence in the Van as she drove it to the destination of their next job. Normally they would have at least talked but thanks to the new guest who accompanied them on this road trip, Nero didn't seem to be in the mood. She couldn't really blame him; he sure must have been surprised to see V standing in Dante's office as they received their next Mission. It was strange for Dante to give them a job and not doing it himself but who could've thought they would see V again and even team up with him like they did before. After the initial: "How can you even be here!", "There is Urizen?" and "What the hell happened to Vergil?" was sorted out, they welcomed V on board. Well, at least the gunsmith did and Neo? It seemed like he needed some time to collect his own thoughts on that matter. Nico looked over to her partner in the passenger seat next to her. Lost in thoughts and grumpy, usual Nero. Sometimes she wished he would be more open to her and not eating up all his emotions. In these situations, only Kyrie could really get through to him, but she was left behind at home. And as for the other member of their team. V sat in the back, eyes closed and slouched over his cane, but not fooling anyone. Nico doubted that that guy was really sleeping, with her driving ability and the condition of the road, there was just no way.

"So… Nero what do you think about this job?" began Nico to break this awful silence.

"Go to some place, kill demons. Sounds like a normal Tuesday, if you ask me." He replied without really getting invested in a possible conversation.

"Ah, fuck this crap, can you both stop makin' this weird. Nero, I know you're glad V is back, don't try to play hot'n cold with us. And you V, you're not sleeping, can you at least say somthin' or bring out that talking chickn'. Everything is better than this shitty atmosphere here. Can't work like that!"

"Nico, just-"

"Don’t Nico me, Nero. Don't you have a book to give back?"

With that Nero reached out to the book of poems with the golden letter V on its cover, he hesitated a few seconds before he spoke up again: "V. I don't know if you want it back or if I should give it to Vergil, I mean the real one. Shit, that sounds wrong, I mean, you know what I mean..."

"I would appreciate it." Said V, as he received his beloved book back. After he stared at it for a good minute, he continued: "Nero I am not your father, you don't have to act so stiff around me. I only have very selective memory that I share with him. Our childhood, some nightmares and the past few months in Red Grave City."

"So you don't know anything about my mother?"

"No, I've never met her…"

"Ah great, the ice is broken, thought the silence never gonna end. So awkward!" Nico chimed in to change the heavy topic, now in a much better mood.

"V, can tell us something more about this job?" questioned Nero as he felt pressured by Nico to at least try to have a normal, non-depressing conversation.

"I don't have much more knowledge about the place. It's an old castle, solitary in the mountains. A magic seal got broken and now demons have claimed it."

"Okay? It's really that simple, just slaying demons again, no Urizen, no hidden surprises?" Nero could help himself but doubting V's words, well knowing what happened the last time he told them about a "simple job".

"No, I have concerns as well. That is why I accompany you on this. However even I don't know what's behind all this. I am not the client this time after all."

"Guess we just have to figure it out on our own." Nero said casually as he stretched his arms out like he was getting ready for what was waiting for them.

"Hey guys, looks like we're there soon. You can already see that old place over there. Better buckle up, this small mountain road could be a bit bumpy." Nicoletta laughed as she made a sharp right turn on to a small road that lead upwards directly to the castle.

"Are you certain you want to use this road? It doesn't look like it's safe."

"No backseat drivin' here V, I got this, I can get this baby to any place, ya should know that by now!"

"Nico, the question here is not if we'll arrive, it’s more about if we'll survive!" Nero shouted while grabbing his seat. The road was narrow and not some everyday concrete path, needless to mention that their Van was not made for off road driving. Something Nico frankly never cared about.

August 1st 11:45 am

With a loud bang Nero closed the car door behind him. Standing now in front of the large gate that separated the outside from their destination.

"It looks we are not the first ones to arrive." mentioned V as he gestured with his cane to other vehicles parked on the outside nearby them. A group of four, soldier looking, guys stood beside an army jeep near them, all dressed in protective gear that made them look like they were ready to go to war.

"Great, G.I. Joe and his buddies are here too." frowned Nero while gearing up. His trusty sword Red Queen on his back and his revolver Blue Rose by his side. V had less weight to carry, only his simple cane and the book he ever so often sunken his nose into.

Nico meanwhile was tapping the ash of her cigarette out of the car window while instructing both men: "Yo guys, I'm gonna wait here, can't drive that van in a castle after all, come back if ya find some nice demon parts, got it!"

"Yeah, yeah you don’t have to tell us that…" Nero said as he saw one of the soldier guys approaching them. He had no hair, sunglasses and a scarred face. The perfect caricature of a though soldier guy. "Whattya kids doing here? Go home to ya mamas, this place is dangerous!"

"Whatever sergeant dickhead, why don’t you mind your own business?" answered Nero in his usual standoffish manner. This did not set well with the unknown man as he grabbed Nero by the color and growled in the young devil hunters face: "Ya better watch yaself, that place is full of monsters and no human came back from it yet, would be a shame if ya end up like em!"

"Thank you for the kind warning!" said V politely but with a grim expression as he held his cane to the man’s neck. Nero wasn't one to let that slide either, his revolver in silent motion pressed against his aggressors’ body, ready to pull the trigger.

The bald guy released Nero from his grip as he proceeds to walk back while shouting: "Let yaself get killed kids, if that’s whattya after! Just don't get in the way!"

"What an asshole!" Nero muttered but before he could antagonize the soldier any further V changed the topic: "Let's see that this is all about, we didn't come to fight humans!"

Both men went off to the castle, passing the front gate that led them to the front court. It looked like it was well maintained even through it was supposed to be untouched for a long time. Yet, no birds were to hear, giving the place an awful ominous feeling despite the bright midday sun. They could hear rustling between the bushes that began slowly to surround them as they made their way towards the front door.

"Do you see that?" V asks pointing is cane towards some lifeless bodies a few feet in front of them.

"Looks like we're not the first but really dying before even getting in that place, that sucks. Good thing the pest-control is here now!" And in no time Nero took his Red Queen from his back, letting its engine roar. This was the sign for around twenty to thirty Msira, little monkey like demons, to crawl out of the surrounding woodwork. Those Msira, who are unlike their size would suggest, quite an opponent, especially in numbers.

"Very well, let us see if my powers are enough to deal with these vermin!" remarked V while pointing is cane up summoning on of his demon familiars.

"About time, Shakespeare! Thought you wanted to deal with them yourself. Not that I’d recommend that…" The demon bird Griffon materialized itself and wasted no time to open it's cheeky beak: "Let’s deal with them quick, you're still a wimp, you know! Doubt you can keep me up for long!"

We a slight smirk on his face V stated: "The true method of knowledge is an experiment. Now go and destroy them."

"I don't get what you mean by that, but the last part, that’s my jam!" Nero responded even though he was not addressed and all three of them started to slash through the Msira. It didnIt took them long, a few minutes at most and every demon defused into air. However, Griffon was also at its limit.

"That's it V, told ya that you can't sustain me for long. See ya later!" With that the demon bird became a puddle of black mud before it completely vanished.

"I've reached my limit faster than expected. I need to gain more power." V whispered to himself while marching onward to the front gate of the castle. Not wasting any time, Nero pushed the heavy door open, which led them into a grand, dim light, entrance hall. It had a heavy atmosphere to it, almost like they just entered a haunted mansion. At the end between two staircases that led to the upper floors was a statue of an angel holding a sun and a moon in its hands. The light from the outside was hardly illuminating the room as the stained-glass windows kept most of the light outside, instead several big chandeliers with countless candles gave light to the place. A few bodies could be seen on the floor and gave the demon hunters a clear indication that demons entered the castle as well.

"Man, this place gives me the creeps…" said Nero, as he looked around.

"It sure has an interesting architecture, while I personally would resign from decorating it with corpses." V answered and after a quick look around he continued: "Did you notice Nero? This castle is still in such a perfect condition, even after hundreds of years untouched."

"Now that you mention it, even the candles are still burning… it's almost as if time stopped for it."

"Exactly!" V had come to the same conclusion. The castle wasn't just sealed to prevent entrance, it was frozen in time till the moment those demons broke the barrier.

"And this guy must have been the owner!" Nero claimed, pointing to a portrait of a middle-aged man with a stern expression. Under it was a golden nameplate mounted to the wall.

"Count Caius the first, well isn't that a nice fellow..." Nero joked but was quickly brought back to the task at hand as he heard human screams coming from the westside of the castle.

"Sadly, admiring the art has to wait." chuckled V in response.

"Sure, wasn’t my taste anyways, let's finish this and get out of this place."

And with that both men hurried to the west wing of the castle towards the inner courtyard.

#devil may cry #DMC #DMC5 #DMC V #dmc vitale #Vitale #V #V x Reader #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #chapter 2

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