#wish i had a better picture for an zhe!

[ot3heaven]

whatever this type of character is,

i want twenty of them.

[asexualerror]

Whumptober No. 28

🛑⚠️Warnings⚠️🛑- blood, death, language

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This can’t be... I’ll be fine... just need to get back...

Anti’s breath was ragged as he stumbled to the front doors of the large home. He took a deep breathes, he leaned against the wall leaving a wet and black hand print against the red bricks. He fumbled with the door handle trying desperately to get it opened.

Open... fuck! Please just open!!

His mind still rolling over what happened just moments before.

Nothing more than another night on the town. He was of course pissed after the others, another fight with all of them and he left to get some fresh air. Those damn bastards never listened to him. They treated him like some fucking child! And that damn doctor with his stupid cure shit... mostly just a pain in the ass.

He growls to himself. He wasn’t paying attention, until his hoodie was pulled and he was sent stumbling into an alley way. Anti felt the brick wall scratch up his hoodie and arms as he hit against it.

He groans, what kind of fuck ass had decided to mess with him now?! He was not in the fucking mood to deal with some punks

“What the-“

He was cut short as he began to turn around. A blade sinking deep into his side. Piercing the beating heart there. His eyes widen significantly. The pain flowing through him as he sunk to the grimy floor of the alley way.

The mugger shifted through his clothing stealing his phone and his wallet. Well one of Henrik’s old ones he had stolen a long time ago. The man ran off leaving the entity to gasp in pain clinging to small knife sunk deep into his skin.

No.. not like this... he wasn’t going to die in a place like this!

With the last ounce of strength he could muster, he glitched.

The door handle finally budged. He stumbled into the home. Come on come on! Someone still had to be awake... Henrik..! Fuck please still be awake!!

He stumbled using furniture to keep himself up. He headed to the lab doors. Trying them. Locked. Fuck..

He banged on the dark wooden doors.

“Henrik?!”

“Go zhe fuck avay! I’m not speaking vith you tonight!”

The doctor snapped back to the glitch, and loud music began to play. The glitch growled.

“Henrik please!!”

No reply. The plea fell on deaf ears. He cursed and looked around. Maybe the hero..?

He leaned against the wall, leaving a trail of blood. Black spots clouded his vision, which he blinked away.

No I have to keep going... someone will help...

He made it too the hero’s room. He was going to open the door but a note caught his eyes. He strained, trying to get his eyes to focus on the writing.

‘Out patrolling, Anti don’t come bother me, pack your shit and leave’

The note stung, right the fight...

“We are sick and tired of your shit, Anti!! Another almost near death situation again!!”

“I didn’t- I wasn’t trying too! It just happened he got in my fucking way!”

The hero’s fist balled in the glitch’s shirt more. His white eyes glaring daggers into the entity’s black ones

“Trying?! Anti you almost fucking killed Jameson!!”

Anti breathes heavily blinking away his tears. Now is not the time to waste energy crying. Fuck one of them has to help... he needs, chase and Marvin..?

Where were they. Rooms open but no one was inside.

Were they...?

He tripped, mind lost he wasn’t paying attention to the stairs. He hissed in pain, laying there for a moment. He was getting tired... but adrenaline was keeping him going.

He pulled himself back up. Taking caution to lift his feet even though it was like lead bricks. All the way to the room, Jay’s.

“Hey Jay, let’s do something fun ok?”

{yes? What do you have in mind?}

“It’s a little game I thought of!”

He knocked on the door. Fuck he hoped one of them was in there.

The door opened. There standing was Chase and Marvin. Looks of hatred clear on their face.

“What do you want Anti? Here to finish off the job?”

“You disgust me.. to think you would actually come back here. Grab your damn shit and get out of here!”

Marvin pushed Anti away from the door, before it slams closed. Anti fell back hitting the wall, driving the blade in deeper. He gasped, coughing up blood. Tears finally fell down his pale skin.

“Please... help... me...”

He looked at the door, his voice no more than a whisper. He didn’t mean for it to happen... it was an accident.

“Wait Jay watch out!!!”

He screamed, glitching to get to the Dapper in time. But he was too late, everything went to fast. The blood, the body falling. The door opening and screaming. The others coming to help.

Only snapped back to reality when the hero was screaming at him.

Anti struggled to get up where he had fallen against the wall. Black hazy was clouding his vision. Was there a point now..? To keep going... well a hallway is a pretty shitty place to die..

He half dragged, half crawled up the stairs to the attic. Leaving a trail of black blood in his wake. He was panting and shaking as he made it up to the wooden attic. His eyes landing on the canopy there. A hiding spot the egos had made together. A nice place for them to hangout.. when things were still ok... or at least getting better..

He sat there, the strength finally leaving him. Green eyes turned to the skylight. The stars Twinkling. A small smile on his face. At least this was a nicer view...

He looked around the canopy. Looking at the pictures there. Remembering the fond memories... the times he wasn’t trying to kill them...

He reached out with a shaky hand tugging one picture away from the string. One of his favorites. Everyone was there smiling, pumpkins freshly carved. Just enjoying being in the fall times with all of them. He chokes out a small laugh blood bubbling out from the corners of his mouth.

What he would give to return to this moment...

He fell to his side the picture still in his hand. A black pool forming around him.

I didn’t get to say it... but I’m sorry Jay.. guess karma has a sense of humor... what a bitch... enjoy your lives... it’ll be peaceful now...

He felt a small smile tug on the corners of his lips. Before the light faded from the black and green eyes. His body finally calming down, no more glitches, no more pain they caused. the black tipped claws relaxed and the picture laid in the demon’s hands... a final black tear slid down his cheek. Dripping into the pool of darkness under him. Echoing in the quiet. No more static... just silence.

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If you guys cried as much as I did I have done my job. I keep seeing the glitchy bean as the villain (superb, I love them) but after all those times of messing with the others. Now he is the boy who cried Wolf. And the tables have turned on him.

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[javelon]

Crossroads Deal - Bad Ending

A demon deal. Jack hadn't wanted to believe it. When Marvin and Henrik told everyone what they found he had argued that they must be mistaken. He couldn't bring himself to think that Chase would have done such a thing, all to save him. It was just a coincidence. 

Then Anti went into Chase's phone and found the location history. Most of it was normal; house, gas station, grocery store. That sorta thing. Then he found an odd location in the country, not far from them. Jack had gone there with Marvin and Anti to check it out and found a dirt crossroads. Marvin went to the center and used his magic to dig up a box that's contents made Jack's blood run cold. Inside this small unsuspecting box was dirt, a bone, and a picture of Chase. And Jack hated it. He didn't even want to look at it as it was undeniable proof that Chase had made a deal to bring Jack back. 

"I just don't get it, Chase. Why? Why would you do this?" Jack whispered to his comatose friend, clasping one of Chase's too cold hands in his.

The egos said Chase had been having a hard time. Henrik told him about the anti anxiety and depression pills the doctor had prescribed to help with Chase's mental health and about the counselor Henrik had tried to get Chase to go see. Jack wishes he had been here to help. 

"Please wake up, Chase. You've got so many people here who miss you and need you. Anti's become a living statue now. Marv never performs any of his shows. Jackie spends more and more time away from home and when he does come home he's a mess of injuries. Hen speaks in German more than English now which you know he only does when he's really stressed. And Jamie keeps compulsively cleaning everything, says he wants to make sure you don't have to worry about anything when you wake up. And your kids, Chase...Stacy says they wake up every night crying cause of nightmares of losing you."

Jack paused to wipe away at the tears forming, trying to compose himself, "I need you too, man. You're my best friend. And you've done so much good with the channel! The PMA movement is amazing! And I know you'd love the new memes the fans come up with. How..." Jack bit back a sob, "H-how can I keep that up without you? How did y-you do it? You're....fuck you're so much stronger than me. I can't...I c-can't do this w-without you, Chase. P-please. Please wake up." 

Unable to suppress it anymore, Jack covered his face with his hands, loud sobs filling the room.

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Marvin growled in frustration as he threw another useless book away from him. Running his hands through his disheveled hair (When was the last time he cut it?) he grabbed another book off the shelf and used his magic to start slipping through the pages. 

Six months. Six long godforsaken months since they'd found that thrice damned box and Marvin was no closer to figuring out how to wake up Chase than he was before they found the box.

It was surprisingly easy to find information on how to summon a crossroads demon. But after that there was almost nothing. No passages about demon weaknesses. No books about ending deals. No hints even on what demons took in return.

That's what scared Marvin the most. He had no idea what Chase gave the demon in exchange for the deal. And the crossroads demons Marvin had summoned weren't interested in telling him. They would laugh at him and say he'll find out soon enough then they'd poof away. 

"Useless fucking book!" Marvin snarled as he flung another book away with his magic, jumping when he heard a cry of alarm from where the book impacted the wall next to the door.

"Henrik! Oh God I'm so sorry!" Marvin rushed to the doctor's side, "I didn't hear you enter! Are you alright??"

The doctor waved him off with a weak smile, "I'm alright, mein freund. Merely startled me. So long as you veren't aiming at me I'm sure zhe book had it coming."

Marvin hovered for a moment before a quick scan of Henrik with his magic confirmed that the doctor was indeed fine. His shoulders slumped forward in relief, "I'm still sorry. I should know better than to lose track of my surroundings." 

Henrik's hand gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "It's alright. I zhould have been more careful myself. I heard zhe noise and came to check on you. I haz never seen you throw books so carelessly before, Marv. Talk to me, mein freund."

Papers and books fluttered in the sudden breeze as Marvin clenched his fists, "It's been a year, Hen. A fucking year and I still can't figure out how to wake him up!"

"It's alri-"

"IT'S NOT ALRIGHT!" 

Henrik gasped as the floor around Marvin was suddenly in flames, backing away from the either the fire or his anger. Marvin wasn't sure which and didn't care at the moment.

"I'm a magician, Henrik! Marvin the Magnificent! My specialty is the supernatural and yet I can't even save our brother!!"

With a snarl Marvin whirled towards the fire and extinguished it with a blast of icy wind, leaving a slippery patch on the floor in its place. His chest heaved with his anger as the two stood there in silence.

"I'm going to summon another demon tonight, where he did. It's the one year anniversary after all. Maybe the demon that shows up with finally tell me something useful as they gloat about it."

Henrik frowned at him before finally giving a nod, "Ok. If zhey don't though....kick zheir ass for me."

The grin Marvin gave was humorless and bloodthirsty, "I can promise that."

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The next couple hours passed slowly as Marvin gathered the supplies he needed then waited for sunset. He was originally going to summon the demon at the same time he figured Chase would have but he got too restless to wait anymore. Ten minutes early he teleported to the original crossroads and buried his box, pulling his magic to his hands as he waited.

"Well it's not often I get a light show when summoned. What's the occasion, darling?"

Marvin whirled around at the voice, hands at the ready but paused when he saw the being before him. All the demons he had summoned before had been attractive in some way or another. But this woman...she looked more like a supermodel than a demon.

The smile she gave him was sultry and dangerous and set off every warning bell possible in him, "Hello, Marvin."

The magician backed up a step as she stepped towards him, wanting to keep distance between them, "You know me?"

"Of course, darling." This time she took a step to the side with him stepping to the side in the other direction, both still facing the other, "Who doesn't know Marvin the Magnificent and his wonderful little magic shows? Such a shame you haven't had a show recently."

Anger bubbled up in him as Marvin growled, "Kinda hard to put on a show when one of your brethren has placed my brother in a coma."

She cooed in sympathy, her body language convincing enough that Marvin would have believed her if he didn't know she was a demon, "Such a tragic thing to happen. But he did summon us you know. Crossroads demons don't make deals with the unwilling. We're not that cruel." 

Another step to the side.

"Yet you're cruel enough to take payment from someone who's desperate and had been drinking!" Marvin retorted. 

The woman hummed, "Perhaps. We are still demons after all. But I can assure you he was still sober enough to make the deal with a clear head. He did not get anything he did not ask for nor was he coerced into doing something he did not desire."

At this point the two were slowly circling each other, watching the other closely as if searching for a weak point to strike yet waiting for their opponent to make the first move.

"I'm sure the demon was just as sympathetic to his plight as you are before taking Chase's payment. Tell me what did Chase offer in exchange for his deal?"

A look of almost amused surprise crossed the woman's face, "He didn't tell you? Oh yes of course he didn't. I suppose I didn't give him enough time to confess what he'd done." She shrugged unconcerned, "Oh dear. Well I did promise to let him see his dear Jack awake first so I still held up my end if the deal."

Marvin froze in place, "Your end...?" His eyes widened in realization before glowing green in fury, "You! You're the one!"

Her cruel laugh filled the crossroads, "Ding ding, let's give a treat to the kitty for finally figuring it out. I must say I've never seen someone work so hard on the behalf of my client to cancel their contract, it's been rather amusing to watch."

Marvin surged forward with a snarl, grabbing the woman by her throat and lifting her off the ground. His hand crackled with magical power as he held it to her face, "You will free my brother from his coma, bitch, before I send you back to the hell pit you crawled out of."

The smug grin and raised eyebrow fueled Marvin's fury, "But how can I tell you what I took from your dear brother if I'm in hell? Isn't that what you wanted to know so desperately?"

Her smile widened when he hesitated, "I took what all demons want. His soul."

Marvin's jaw gaped slightly in shock and horror. The demon woman cooed in mock sympathy again, "It's alright, darling, he didn't know either at first. But I did tell him before we finalized the deal if that makes you feel any better."

Taking advantage of his distraction the woman teleported out of his grasp to a spot a few feet away, "Now if you'll excuse me, unless you have your own deal to make I really must be going. Queen of the Crossroads and all. Keeps me rather busy. Besides I think your creator really needs to speak with you. I'll be sure to tell your brother hello for you, dear."

Marvin's phone rang in the suddenly empty crossroads and the ground rumbled from where his fist punched the dirt, a cry of rage echoing in the stillness. The phone went silent only to ring again, keeping Marvin from sinking further into his anger. Jack's name flashed across the screen. With shaking hands Marvin answered, "Hello?"

Sobs immediately assaulted his ears causing him to jerk to a stand, "Jack?? Wha-??"

"Marv!! He-hh-e...oh g-god" 

The magician felt his heart pounding from where it had lodged itself in his throat and he teleported to Jack's location. Immediately he was assaulted by the smell of copper and sulfur and decay and the sound of heart wrenching sobs.

"What..." Marvin's eyes bulged at the sight before him.

Jack had been in the hospital room but it wasn't anything like what it had been before. Furniture was turned over or broke, the shattered glass from the window strewn about the floor. Jack, Henrik, and Jameson sat on the floor, holding each other as they sobbed. And the blood. Oh God the blood was everywhere... The walls, the furniture, the ceiling! But the majority of it was in a very large pool in the center of the room.

And in the center of the pool was Anti, his clothing torn to shreds with large claw and teeth marks all over his body, sobbing shaking his form as he curled over someone in his arms. Next to him lay the unmoving body of a hellish canine beast, Anti's knife buried in its throat. A hellhound...

Marvin gasped and took a step towards Anti. Hellhounds worked for demons, carrying out tasks for them like guarding places from mortals and... And collecting souls. 

"Anti..." Marvin called quietly, desperation choking. No no he had to be wrong. Please...

The glitch's red rimmed eyes gazed up at him in despair, allowing Marvin to see the torn open body of his brother in Anti's arms.

"Chase-?!" 

The house shook as the magician fell to his knees, his cries of rage and grief joining those of who remained of his family.

[poppyknitt]

Collapse- A JSE Egos Fanfic

**WARNING: Yes I know this one begins with a joke in the recap but that’s because the final four to five fics of The Unraveling are super duper tense and have a fair bit of violence in them, and what better way to make it a bit less serious than to make a stupid joke? Also yeah just by the way if you get triggered by violence and slight gore you might not wanna read these final four or five. Especially the last three. Those are pretty heavy in violence. Just... overall proceed at your own risk kind of stuff.

(The Unraveling will have, at least, 15-16 parts. Maybe 14 if I scrap today’s fic. It will end when the Anti’s Birthday Special ends. From there, everything will be relative free real estate for me, so expect less violence, at least, until like, maybe november or december. I dunno. Depends on how long my sanity can survive on just emotion and character-sanity-based angst.)

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Recap: Marvin’s plans are proceeding fairly well, as so far, he has managed to gain control of two other egos, Jackieboyman and Chase, indirectly driving Signe out of the picture in the process, and has presumably done some other stuff that we don���t know yet. Seriously, I don’t even know. I’m literally writing most of this out as I come up with it. Now the four remaining egos wait in fearful silence, doing their absolute best to hold everything together as the uncertainty of what Dark, Anti, and/or Marvin may do next drives them all to desperate measures. Will Henrik be able to escape the future foretold by Seán’s dreams? Will Marvin realize what he’s doing before it’s too late? Will Robbie ever manage to help JJ and Henrik heal from the traumatic experiences they had when they were Anti’s puppets before it’s too late for them? Will Seán be able to stop Marvin? Will JJ and Chase ever get to see the full beauty of the night sky when no lights within at least a 100-kilometer-radius are on? Find out on thise episode of Seán-y Ball J!

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[October 8th, 7AM]

JJ looked to Henrik one last time before the doctor went to work.

“Are... Are you sure you’re okay to bring them in on your own, Henrik..? I.. I know your scars have been bugging you recently...” JJ signed worriedly to the doctor. Henrik had begrudgingly asked the younger ego to assist him with getting Chase and Jackie out to the car that morning once he realized he wasn’t going to be able to do it alone, because of the recently-reagitated scars he had initially recieved back during his 9-month vacation.

“No, JJ. I have assistants to help me vith zhat. You finish getting your morning routine over vith, and zhen you and Robbie vill go to Seán’s house, and spend zhe day zhere, since, vithout Chase, zhere is no one else vith zhe luxury or time to stay here and make sure Marvin does not harm you two, yes?” Henrik said. JJ would have objected, however, he knew Henrik wasn’t asking, at least, not this time. He went back inside as Henrik drove off to the hopsital, only to be “ambushed” by a glomp from Robbie as soon as he walked ten paces from the front door. The tackle-hug sent poor JJ to the ground, but thankfully, the landing wasn’t really all that painful.

“Robbie, what on earth did you have to hug me so violently for?” He signed, even though the zombie probably couldn’t see it.

“Jamie look sad. Mavvy used to say hug make sad better. So I hug Jamie. Jamie happy now?” Robbie explained.

“... Will you let me go eat my breakfast if I say yes?”

“Yes. Do not want to keep Jamie from food. Hunger not pleasant.” Robbie said, provoking a small, genuine smile from JJ.

“Okay. I’m happy now, see?” He pointed to his face, and Robbie smiled, letting go of the older ego. JJ stood up, and helped his brother up, too, before going to the kitchen to get himself some food.

Honestly, aside from having to help Henrik with getting Jackie and Chase’s unconscious bodies into the doctor’s car, the morning had been fairly normal for JJ. He’d gotten up, put on daytime-appropriate clothes(though, it was pretty much the same basic outfit he worr every day), gone to Robbie’s room to check on him, walked downstairs and made sure Henrik had gotten enough coffee and food, gotten hugged(though, be fair, this one was a little more violent than the regular hugs he got) by Robbie until he smiled, and got himself some breakfast. Had it not been for Jackie and Chase’s unfortunate ...situations.., he probably would have gone to check on them, too. Actually, speaking of which, Chase had been unusually quiet this morning. JJ didn’t seem to remember the locator’s screen lighting up as text slowly appeared on the screen even once since he went to sleep last night.

It wasn’t until he heard Marvin’s voice behind him that he realized not asking Henrik if he could take the two of them to Seán’s house on his way to work was a bad idea.

“It’s good to see you again, Jameson.”

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Jackie did his best to help Henrik and the other staff at the hospital get Chase set up with life support and such, but of course, since his vision was still heavily clouded by whatever spells Marvin had used on him, the most he could do was help stabilize the equipment. When they were done with that, Jackie went over to the empty bed in the room they had been placed in, and sat there silently, as still as a statue, if you ignored the slow movements of his chest as he breathed.

He listened to a couple of nurses conversing with Henrik beyond the now-closed door, having nothing else to do.

“What should we do about the one that is still able to move around?”

“Surely he’s stable enough to continue to stay with you, or perhaps even his family?”

“Vell, at zhe moment, yes, he is stable. But I am afraid he has been treading the line between zhat stability and instability since he vas... attacked. I do not fear for him vhen he is awake, however, I am afraid his brain likes to vander into and out of unconsciousness as much as he did vhen he vas here last. He has not shown signs of needing life support vhen zhis does happen, as it never lasts longer zhen a few hours, but I do not vant to take zhe risk zhat he vill not get vorse.”

“What about their eyes? Is their condition a result of some sort of horrible, undiscovered disease?”

“No, no. Notzhing of zhe sort. I am afraid zhat zheir conditions are not somezhing ve can heal vith medicine. Ve can only vait, vait and hope zhey get better.”

Well, at least the doc had some faith that he would heal.

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[12PM]

JJ stood between Marvin and Robbie, his eyes wide with fear as Chase desperately tried to figure out a way to save them without violence, since none of them really wanted to hurt Marvin. Initially, Marvin’s intentions had clearly been nothing more than to sit down and have a friendly little chat between two friends, like old times. JJ had foolishly accepted the proposal, wanting to believe that maybe Marvin had decided that he had caused enough destruction and pain.

That idea had only changed when Marvin refused to let the two leave for Seán’s house.

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JJ struggled against the Magician’s grip, his eyes wide as he realized just how much of a mistake it had been to stay in the house as long as they had once Henrik left. Robbie was hiding behind him, as Marvin’s painfully strong grip on his arm prevented him from leaving.

“Please, Marvin! You don’t have to do this! I- We were just trying to go to the park, I promise!” JJ signed desperately, tears of pain threatening to spill from his tear ducts at any second. Marvin briefly narrowed his eyes at the younger ego, before loosening his grip on his arm just enough so that it wasn’t painful, but was still strong enough to keep him there.

“Sorry, Jamie. I’m afraid it’s too dangerous for you to leave. I’m sure Seán would understand why you didn’t come if you told him you had to stay because we were afraid that Anti would be prowling outside, waiting for you to leave, so he could capture you again.” Marvin smiled. For some reason, something in the back of his mind that sounded a whole lot like Chase told JJ that he could trust Marvin. He relaxed a bit, thinking that Chase had figured out how to communicate with him without using the locator.

“... I... Okay. We’ll stay here, Marvin... Just... let me go, okay..?” He signed, still a bit terrified.

“Good. I’m glad that you two still trust me.” Marvin’s face read nothing more than pure happiness and gratitude as he spoke.

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“I gave you a choice, Jameson. You still have time to change your mind, you know.” Marvin said, his eyes entirely emotionless, as the threatening purple aura of magic surrounding him pulsated strongly. He had been storing magic since he took control of Jackie, because he knew the confrontation with Anti he had planned was going to require much more magic than he’d ever even used in his entire two years of existence.

“I won’t help you, Marvin! What you want to do is wrong, regardless of the fact that we have the same enemy! You’re only going to be making yourself out to be as bad as him if you go through with this!” JJ signed, still protectively blocking Marvin from getting to Robbie. He realized that he probably shouldn’t have said that last part as soon as Marvin responded, and braced himself for whatever came next.

“Fine! Have it your way, then!” Marvin spat angrily, and before JJ could even realize what was happening, Marvin had used some unknown kind of spell to violently slam the younger ego into a wall, dazing him instantly.

Robbie yelled for JJ, and begged Marvin to stop, but he was just shoved aside as well, hitting the wall head on with a sickening CRACK!. JJ ran to the now-unconscious form of the zombie, wishing he could scream for Robbie to get up, too terrified and dazed to sign to anyone or anything at this point. He scrambled back into a corner with Robbie cradled in his arms, tears flowing down his face, as Marvin approached his shaken form.

“I’m sorry, Jameson.” Was the last thing he heard, before his brain briefly exploded into a frenzy of pain, as everything went black.

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Jackie’s eyes snapped open, bringing his consciousness back into the physical plane as he felt a brief jab of pain envelope his brain. Something in the back of his mind told him something was seriously wrong, so, on instinct, he got up, and half-blindedly made his way out of the room. The hallway was mostly empty, as the nurses and doctors were mostly checking up on other patients or in the ER or something. He made his way a bit hap-hazardly up the stairs, using the astral plane to send a message to the locator he knew was with Henrik as he did so.

“Henrik! I’m heading to your office now! I need you to be ready! It’s urgent!”

“Vhat?! Vhy?! Jackie, I told you to stay in zhe room ve gave you!” The response came fairly quickly.

“No time to explain. I’ll tell you more when I get to you!”

Once he got to Schneep’s office, he knocked urgently on his door.

“Vait! Be patient, Jackie! I am coming!” He heard the muffled voice of the doctor through the door. With each passing moment, Jackie only got increasingly anxious about what could possibly be happening back at the Egos’ house right now.

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Seán slammed the door to the Ego’s house open, not even bothering to shut it as he frantically searched the place for any sign that JJ and Robbie were alright. It didn’t take him long to find them, luckily, but that was because the room they were in looked like someone had set a bomb off in it, and they were huddled up together in a corner. Robbie was half-awake, clinging desperately onto the unconscious form of his dapper brother, just like he had been in the most recent iteration of the hospital dream. The only difference between this and the dream, however, was that neither of them appeared to be under a mind control spell like Jackie and Chase were.

As he called the hospital, the only thing Seán could think of was how he could have prevented this if he had decided to come check on them when he realized it was two hours after the time they had set for when they would get there by- JJ was never late- instead of just brushing it off as them having a slow morning.

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Part Twelve of

The Unraveling

(A very big chapter in a slightly darker version of the Jacksepticeye & Markiplier Egoverse)

Part Thirteen

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@chaoticcrimsonrose

@septic-dr-schneep

@spaceykidd0

@tiny-septic-puppet

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Chapter 9; The Mission of World Peace

Here is where not only fluff happens but another part of the AOU movie happens, so warning here arr mentions of Panic attacks (towards the end), fluffiness, fighting, and arm decaptitation (you’ll see why) other than that not really anything else. Enjoy my lovelies :) The picture below is what you will be wearing as Bad Wolf for this series. The picture does NOT belong to me, it belongs to the company that made the anime Wolfs rain (which is AWESOME U GUYS SHOULD CHECK IT OUT FOR ANY ANIME FANS OUT THERE)

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Thanks to the twins for finding me some clothes to wear I looked at myself in the mirror and found myself having the physical appearance of a human but to me I still looked like a wolf in human’s clothing. I now wore a long black coat that came down to my mid-thighs and the bottom fit more like a skirt than a one piece coat.  

I had on long black stockings that went up past my knees same with my new black boots with a 1-2inch heel to them.  I wore a long red scarf that was wrapped around my neck to cover up the scarring around my neck from the injections my collar gave me shocking me repeatedly through 8 years of my life. The collar on my coat almost resembled the collar you would see in an old-school vampire movie but it wasn’t as high just about my lower jawline.  I even styled my hair different so that some strands would fall around my face to give me a more menacing look so that no one could judge me just because I was a child.

Just before Ultron decided to move us out to begin the plan of us saving the world and making it better, my heart was crying out that first there was something personal I just had to do first.  I left the room and found Ultron working on something and said to him.

“Ultron”.  He turned to me and said.

“(Y/n) what is it?”

“Before we begin, I only ask that we make one stop first, it’s uhh—it’s personal to me”.

“You wish to see your home and give your tribe a proper burial”. I looked at him surprised.

“How did you know that’s what I wanted?”

“My dear She-wolf. I know that even wolves mourn for the loss of their pack members. And knowing how young you were when you lost your tribe you wish they could have a proper burial, it will give you closure and allow you to move on. For you are the last of the Aniwaya tribe”. I turned away from him as tears formed in my eyes.  I felt his hand wipe away a tear and I faced him and he continued, “We’ll leave for your homeland immediately, but at sunrise we head to begin our mission”. He walked away probably to tell Pietro and Wanda.

“Thank you, Ultron” I stated my tone somewhere between gratitude and sorrow.  Next thing I know me, Ultron and the twins are flying on a jet from Sokovia to my reservation home back in Oklahoma.

When we got there, the place was just a desolated wasteland.  Apparently the government didn’t bring in any new Cherokee Indian tribes in since this spot was specifically for the Aniwaya tribe and with this being a reserve they couldn’t just destroy it without having a huge political debate on it.

As I walked through the spot that was once my home, I heard the screaming, the gunshots, the crying, everything from that night replay in my mind like it was yesterday.

Using my super sense of smell, I was able to dig within the ground to find the human bones of my tribe, even the bones of whom I assumed to be my parents. The spot where my dad was probably killed after defending me and then I managed to find my mom’s remains right where I lost her.  I gathered all the bones together as well as some wood for a fire.

Once the fire was up, I tossed all the bones into the fire and raised my hands in the air as the wind blew the embers of my tribe up into the night sky.  I recited the funeral prayer in the original Cherokee language as tears fell down my face. Finally I threw back my head and howled mournfully.  

Ultron just stood there watching me with no emotion while the twins however looked at me with sadness and sorrow as the sounds of my mournful howl broke their hearts.  Wanda was the one most affected because she could truly feel my pain thanks to her powers. 

After the burial, I just walked away deep into the woods and just wanting to be left alone for a while.  I sat on top of a boulder and just looked down at my feet soullessly.

I was broken.  Even though my family and tribe can finally be at peace with a proper burial, my heart still ached with such agony.  I was the last one of my tribe, Little Grey died 8 years ago in the lab where I was kept which I still have no idea where it was.  I had no one. I was all alone in this world now.

No family, no friends, not even a place to belong. Sure the twins took me in but I’m not their family.  At least they still have each other, the only members of their family left is each other and they’ve always had each other ever since they lost their parents at 10 years old.  I however am not so fortunate like them. 

I am alone. A lone wolf in this cold, cruel world. 

“I thought I made myself clear that I wanted to be alone” I stated brokenly.  I could hear the twins from behind a few trees behind me and I heard them coming up towards me.

“Ve didn’t vant you to be” said Wanda.

They sat on either side of me and I felt Wanda lean herself against my right side with her head on top of mine.

“You okay (y/n)?” asked Pietro softly.

“I have no one else in this world”.

“Zhat is not true—”

“No it is Pietro! You guys are lucky to still have each other. I lost—everyone! Even an animal whom I considered to be my brother!” I snapped as I turned towards him.  I laughed coldly as I harshly wiped away my tears.  “God I’m—I’m pathetic. Weeping like this when I didn’t even hesitate to eat people”.

“But zhat wasn’t you (y/n). Bad Wolf did all zhose things. You are still a kid finally having the chance to mourn over her family. And it’s natural to mourn. It’s not pathetic or even weakness to cry”. Wanda said as she tucked away some strands of my hair away from my face.

“And if you think zhat for one second you’re alone on this, your wrong,” Pietro added.  I turned back to him to see him reach in his pocket and pull out a beautifully hand-carved wooden wolf totem necklace attached to a braided string. “When me and Wanda were trying to find you after the Avengers stormed the base, we found this Native American tent and saw all kinds of drawings, dream catchers, totem necklaces, everything. And when I found this I instantly thought of you so I—”

“Stole it” Wanda stated firmly.

“Stole it. Took it as a gift, same thing. The point is, I was waiting for zhe right time to give it to you, I guess now’s a good a time as any. I think that’s how it goes”. I smiled at him and I lowered my head down and I felt him place the necklace around my neck and I raised my head back up and held the totem in my hand and admired it.

“Thank you, Pietro”.

“Anytime, just know that you are no longer alone in this world, you don’t have to be the Lone Wolf anymore. Wanda and I have always protected you ever since we met you, and we talked it over one night and—”

“We want you to be a part of our family, our pack”. Wanda finished her twin brother’s sentence.  My eyes widened softly as I looked at them.

“R—really? You both, want to adopt me?”

“We already have in our perspective, the question is do you wish the same?” Wanda stated.  I let out the biggest smile I could and immediately hugged them and they hugged me back.

“Thank you, brother and sister”.

“You’re welcome, sister”. Pietro said.

“I finally have the little sister I’ve always wanted” said Wanda happily as she kissed the crown of my head.

After we separated from our sibling group Pietro then asked me.

“Now that wolf you said you treated like a brother, what was his name again?”

“Little Grey”.

“That’s cute. What was he like?” asked Wanda.  I then turned to Pietro then back at Wanda and said

“Believe it or not Wanda, he was in a lot of ways like your Pietro”.

“Really? I bet he was tall, dark fur, and handsome and quite good with the lady wolves, no?” Pietro bragged as he brushed his hand through his hair.

“Ehhh…. More like he was the goofball and tried to flirt with the ladies but ended up being chased out by the Alpha males, and he was always a showoff claiming to be the fastest wolf of the pack”. Wanda bursted out laughing while Pietro just looked at me dumb folded. As Wanda and I laughed, I was suddenly pinned to the ground faster than I could blink with Pietro hovering over me.

“Now that hurt (y/n). You dare insult your new big brother like that? I’ll give you a chance to apologize or suffer punishment”.

“Hey Wanda wanted to know what he was like and I was giving an honest answer”.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. That’s not what I wanted to hear (y/n). Now I’m afraid you’ll have to suffer the punishment”.

“Fine, do your worst Maximoff, I’ve been through it all”.

“Alright but remember, you asked for it”. Suddenly his hands were on my stomach tickling me.I shrieked and tried to squirm away from him as I laughed and cried out begging for him to stop.“You know not all punishment deserves pain or fear. I’ve learned that even the simplest things can bring out the best torture of all, especially when it brings people laughing”.

“Not—funny…. Pietro! No stop it!”

“Hmmm, I might stop, if you apologize for saying those mean things to me”. He briefly stopped allowing me to catch my breath so that I could apologize to him.

“But I can’t apologize for something that I true, right?”

“Wrong answer” Pietro then tickled me around my sides and ribs making me howl with laughter.

“Okay! Hahahahah Okahehehehy! I’m sorrheheheyy! Just stohahahap!” Finally he stopped leaving me panting helplessly on the ground. I looked up at Wanda and told her. “You couldn’t have helped me out?”

“I would rather not get involved”.

“Yeah, back when we were kids, I used to do tickle her all the time” Pietro stated.

“And I never once enjoyed it!” She snarled as her eyes briefly went red then faded back to her normal eye color.

“Aww now Wanda it wasn’t always used for punishment or torture. Remember back at the orphanage? I would do it whenever you were sad or scared”.

“Even though it made me feel better, I never once—Oh no, no, no, no, no Pietro!”

“What? What’s the matter sister?”

“I read your mind, you are not. Tickling me”.

“Now why would I do that? I’m simply walking towards you. No reason to panic right?” Suddenly Pietro used his speed to tackle Wanda but she put up a force field around herself knocking Pietro on his butt. Wanda smirked softly as Pietro groaned in pain. 

“Hey, no force fields!”

“You started it!” Wanda shouted back.  I then wanted to get in on the action so I playfully tackled Pietro right to the ground as the two of us playfully wrestled with each other.  While Wanda tried to sneak away, Pietro gripped her arm and pulled her down onto the ground and playfully pushed me off and pinned his younger twin down and proceeded to tickle her.

I would then save Wanda by pinning Pietro and Wanda would tickle him.  Soon the three of us just rolled around playfully wrestling each other with no powers or mutation, just three siblings playfully wrestling and tickling one another.

After what felt like forever, we all just lay sprawled out along the ground. I was in the middle, Wanda to my right and Pietro to my left.  Wanda’s arm wrapped around my waist, my head laying on Pietro’s chest listening to his heartbeat and his head leaning against mine.

“Hey Pietro?” I asked after a long moment of silence of the three of us looking up at the millions of stars in the sky.

“Hmm?”

“Why did you want to know Grey’s name again?”

“Vell, I was thinking,” he sat up by his arms which made me lean up as well as Wanda while Pietro continued, “now that we’re a family. I was thinking, maybe we could have our own cute little Indian names like Little Grey and all those other names they do on the TV”. I rolled my eyes and said.

“Pietro, I was only 6 when I called him that I didn’t know what else to name him. Plus not every Native American is called things like ‘Little Frog’ or ‘Flying Eagle’ and all those other names, those are just stereotypical names Hollywood comes up with because they don’t know how to pronounce the real names”.  Pietro then leaned back down on his back as he continued.

“Still, I think it would be nice. It could be our thing, just between the three of us. And you can come up with mine and Wanda’s”.

“And what about (y/n)’s?” Wanda asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I already thought of (y/n)’s nickname and it’s perfect for her”.

“Uh-oh now I’m afraid for my life”.

“Trust me,” he then sat up fully and pulled me up by my hands while Wanda pushed herself up as Pietro then decreed. “I, Pietro Maximoff give (y/f/n) (y/m/n) Maximoff, the name ‘Wolfie’”.

“Wolfie? Really?” I stated.

“Yeah, why not?”

“You’re gonna have to come up with something else, because I am not going to be called Wolfie”.

“Aww (yyyy/nnnnnnn~)” he stretched out my name as he brought me into his chest, well more like smothered me into his chest. “It took me forever to come up vith that name. It fits you so much, plus it’s cute!” I struggled in his arms but everytime I could get some distance, he’d pull me right back into his chest. 

He then proceeded to peck my cheek with wet, obnoxious kisses making me squirm and groan.

“Please just take it, I like Wolfie and it suits you a lot. Please, please, please, please, please~” he even went as far as giving me the puppy dog face with lip pout.  I groaned and I said to Wanda. 

“How do you deal with this?”

“It’s a twin thing, you learn to live with it after awhile”.  I groaned then said.

“Ohh alright fine, I’ll be Wolfie”.

“Yay!” Pietro cheered as he nuzzled his face to mine, his stubble tickling my cheek making me giggle. “I knew you’d like it!”

“But just know that even though wolves are the ancestors of common dogs, doesn’t mean you can treat me like a dog while I’m in that form. I am a wolf, not a golden retriever”. I got out of Pietro’s arms as Wanda finally spoke up. 

“Now what of our names?” I hummed as I rubbed my chin going deep in thought. 

“Well, after much thought and careful placing, Wanda I decree that you should be ‘Mama Bear’ because of your gentle and protective nature. Your nurturing ways just give off this Mother bear vibe as you keep Pietro grounded and out of trouble, and making me feel safe when you hold me, as well as helping me remember my human side. And no matter how bigger or much stronger your opponent maybe, a mother bear will die to protect her cubs”.

“Mama bear? I like it”.

“And for me Wolfie?” Pietro asked eagerly.  I rolled my eyes still trying to get used to the nickname.  My demeanor then turned solemn because of what I chose to call Pietro.

“Well Pietro, I’ve really debated your nickname because not only does it fit you, but to me personally it would be like carrying on someone that I loved very, very dearly. I’ve decided that you shall be, Big Grey, in honor of Little Grey. Because he was also loving, protective, sweet, and he was always there to pick me up when I fell. He was always there to help cheer me up whenever I was sad, whether he nuzzled me and licking away my tears, or acting like an overgrown pup just leaping around and being playful trying to get me to laugh, Little Grey did everything he can to protect me and to make me smile, and ever since I met you guys even as a wolf, I’d always feel myself smile because of you Pietro, that’s why I wish to call you Big Grey”.

Pietro stood still for a moment before bringing me into his arms, my head resting right above his heart and he said.

“Oh (y/n), I am honored to carry on Little Grey’s name. I promise I will take it with pride, and I’ll always be there for you. Just like Little Grey did for you”.

“Yeah,” I trailed off as I looked down at my hands and looked at my veins.  “Even though his blood flows through my veins and my wolf form almost resembles his, it still hurts to know that I’m the one responsible for killing him”.

“He loved you (y/n). You and he shared a bond that only Pietro and I have ever known. It wasn’t your fault, and if time were to turn back, I’m sure Little Grey would’ve saved you again. He loved you (y/n), just as much as you loved him”.  Wanda said as she gently placed her hand on my shoulder and I looked at her with sad, solemn eyes.

She kissed my forehead while Pietro rubbed my back and arms comfortingly kissing the top of my head.  I then took notice of the stars fading and the first light of dawn approaching. 

“It’s almost sunrise, we need to head back to Ultron to officially begin our mission”.

“It’ll be okay (y/n) you’ve got us protecting you,” Wanda said.

“And you guys got me to protect you”.

“It’s us against the Avengers. If one of us gets hurt,”

“The other vill be zhere to pick you up” Pietro said.

“The bond between Big Grey, Mama Bear and Wolfie will strive against anything those Avengers can dish up. Now let’s kick some ass” I stated as my eyes phased into wolf gold.

Salvage Yard, African Coast 

We arrived at the Churchill, Great Britain trading ship that was docked along the African coast where Ultron had told us that Strucker had told him where the material for Vibranium could be found by someone known as Ulysses Klaue and given him the location just before Ultron killed him.  

Now this part of the plan was simple, first I would kill the lights to the ship which would cause the workers to stop working and evacuate.  The twins would distract Klaue giving me and Ultron the chance to finally come up and reveal ourselves and get all the Vibranium we needed.

I quietly stalked through the ship hiding from all the guards that would pass by and finally found the main switch to the power in my wolf form. I opened up the box and used my fangs to snap the wires which caused the entire ship to go black.  Like we predicted, I could hear everyone shouting in the native tongue until someone cried out.

“Evacuate now!”  Ultron then came up to me and rubbed the top of my head.

“Well done (y/n)” he then picked me up flew me over to Klaue’s office where the twins were being kept.  I could hear through the glass thanks to my sensitive hearing.

“So if you’re going to fiddle with my brain. And make me see a giant cuttlefish, then I know you don’t do business, and I know you’re not in charge. And I only deal with the man in charge”. Ultron and I were right at the glass window looking right into the office and there I saw Klaue standing in front of the twins with eyes looking to kill if they didn’t give out any more answers.

I leapt through the window and pinned him down to the ground snarling in his face.  My paw right over his chest and my claws nearly breaking through his shirt as I snarled defensively.  He looked up at me in fear trying to sooth me with calming words that you would use on a dog, which made me even more aggressive.  I then felt Ultron walk behind me as he stated.

“There is no man in charge” He then leaned over my shoulder looking straight into Klaue’s eyes as he continued, “Let’s talk business”. 

Klaue’s second in command then opened a latch door revealing containers of toxic wastes but when he pressed a button the toxins lowered down and soon revealed tons and tons of sticks of Vibranium.  Klaue then took one of the Vibranium sticks out as Ultron stated and was given the Vibranium by Klaue. 

“Upon this rock, I will build my church, Vibranium”. Ultron then tossed it to Pietro who caught it as Klaue then said.

“You know it came at great, personal cost” he rubbed the back of his neck where I noticed a brand burned into his skin hidden within his tattoos. “It’s worth billions”. Ultron chuckled then closed his eyes as he did something before finally saying. 

“Now so are you”. His second in command’s phone buzzed as Klaue went up to him as Ultron continued while Klaue took his second in commands phone to see billion and billions of dollars being transported into their accounts, “it’s all under your dummy holdings. Finance is so weird, but I always say ‘keep your friends’ rich, and your enemies rich and wait to find out which is which’”.  It was then things went south.

“Stark” Klaue said. I looked to the twins then at Ultron as he said.

“What?”

“Tony Stark use to say that, to me. You’re one of his”.

“What? I’m not—” Ultron then gripped tightly onto Klaue’s arm. His second in command went to grab his gun and shot but Wanda used her powers to push his arm and the gun down towards the ground as Ultron snarled, “I am not. You think I’m one of Stark’s puppets? His hollow men? I mean look at me do I look like Iron Man? Stark is nothing!” Suddenly Ultron chopped Klaue’s arm right off. The twins and I were surprised at this sudden rage of his.  And suddenly seeing his arm just lying there on the ground almost triggered Bad Wolf back but Wanda quickly pet my head and rubbed my ears making me calm down.

As Klaue was panting in shock at the sudden loss of his arm, Ultron then said.

“I’m sorry. I’m….Oh, I’m sure that’s going to be okay. I’m sorry. It’s just I don’t understand…Don’t compare me with Stark!” He then kicked Klaue sending him down a flight of stairs with his second in command running after him as Ultron continued to snarl, “it’s a things with me. Stark is…He’s a sickness!”

“Aww junior,” suddenly on the other side of the small bridge between us landed Tony Stark, Thor and Captain America.  “You’re gonna break your old man’s heart”. Tony Stark said again.  I phased into my human form so that I could finally speak to them while Pietro tossed the Vibranium aside and all four of us walked towards the edge of our side of the bridge.

“If I have to” Ultron said.

“Nobody has to break anything”. Said Thor.

“Clearly you’ve never made an omelet” stated Ultron.

“You beat me by one second” Tony muttered to Thor who only looked confused.

“Ah, yes he’s funny, Mr. Stark, it’s what comfortable? Like old times?” Pietro stated in a dark sarcastic tone as he and Wanda glared at Tony Stark as well as the missile bombs that Klaue’s workers were trading.

“This was never my life” Tony stated.

“You three can still walk away from this” Captain America told us.

“Oh we will” Wanda sneered.

“I know you’ve suffered”.

“Oh really? Do you? Because none of you seem to give a damn about what happens when organizations slip right under your noses and cause mayhem. You have no idea how much we’ve suffered. How I suffered!” I snarled as my fangs grew into Bad Wolf’s fangs but Ultron stopped my urge to leap right at them with a scoff and a chuckle as he said.

“Captain America. God’s righteous man. Pretending you can live without a war. I can’t physically throw up in my mouth, but—”

“If you believe in peace, then let us keep it”. Thor stated.

“I think you’re confusing “peace” with “quiet””.

“Uh-huh. What’s the Vibranium for?” Stark asked.

“I’m glad you asked that because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan”. Ultron then magnetized his hand forcing Stark’s Iron Man suit forward while Captain America and Thor handed some of Ultron’s other bodies. Ultron then shot out red laser blasts sending Stark against the wall soon resulting them both flying in the air battling it out.

Once Thor and Captain America were too distracted Pietro took the first run and slammed into Thor while his back was turned which then gave me my chance to leap out as Bad Wolf and snap my jaws trying to tear his face off but I was quickly thrown off down to the lower levels of the ship.

War soon broke out everywhere.  Gunshots were fired, grunts and groans were heard, lasers and blasts being shot everywhere, etc.  I managed to kill off a few of the guards with my fangs and claws and even using my resonance howl to send them back flying.

Suddenly I heard Pietro’s yelp and saw him flying towards a tower of crates.  I quickly leapt right at for him and landed on the ground and instead of the crates, he ended up slamming right into my side making me softly yelp.  He looked up at me and said.

“Thanks Wolfie”. I softly whimpered and licked his cheek and nudged him to stand up and he took off running again.  Just before I could get up, I was hit straight in the face by a shield causing me to yelp in pain and I saw Captain America standing over me as he sternly commanded me.

“Stay down mutt”.  As he took off running I snarled offensively.  Mutt? He dares to call me a mutt? I snarled at him furiously and ran after him.

When he was distracted from fighting the guards, I picked him up by the arm with my fangs and ran until I tossed him straight at the corner of a stairwell.  Now in human form I loamed over him squeezing his throat as tight as I could as I snarled maliciously with a wicked grin.

“Who’s the mutt now? Mutt!” Wanda soon used her powers on Captain America as he grinned at him before following her.

She got into Black Widow’s mind without even needing my help but when it came to the archer who was firing arrows, I stopped her and said.

“Hold on Mama Bear. To take down a hunter, a wolf doesn’t go straight for the man, they go for the spear. Let me take the weapon away from him, then once he’s defenseless, you take him”.

“Alright, be careful Wolfie”. I nodded then I waited for the archer to fire his last arrow which made everyone get knocked right to the ground.  As he stood there I knew then this would be easy, I stalked right up to him my nails turning into claws ready to destroy his bow when he suddenly turned around, quickly pulled off my red scarf and put an arrow right to my neck.

It suddenly attached to my neck like a collar and delivered enough voltage to stun and cause pain.  I cried out in agony and fear remembering that dreaded Hydra collar I was forced to wear.  Shaking and trying to force it off me, tears rolling down my eyes but the archer didn’t even take pity with me. 

“You got me once She-wolf, not gonna let it happen again”. Suddenly he was pushed by Pietro and I landed into Wanda’s arms her voice just barely registering in my head.  Pietro quickly ripped the damn arrow off my neck and took me from Wanda’s arms carrying me like a small pup. 

Whimpering and softly sobbing into his shoulder, Pietro and Wanda glared down at the archer with hateful eyes then Wanda hopped onto her brother’s back and he took off running.

Outside near some large crates and junk, Pietro sat me on an old cylinder tube and the twins were hovering over me.  Wanda sitting beside me holding my face gently in her hands and Pietro with one hand stroking down my head soothingly and his other hand taking both my hands slowing me to squeeze them as tight as I wanted to.

“What can we do Wolfie?” Pietro asked me softly.

“God please make it stop!” I sobbed out as I was now having panic attacks from remembering my previous collar, shaking my head trying to get the flashbacks out of my head.  Wanda was stroking my wet cheeks with her thumbs wiping away my tears as Pietro snarled.

“I’m going to kill him! I’ll be right back—”

“No!” I cried out as I gripped onto his arm tightly, my claws still out.  “I’m fine! You both….” I panted out heavily as the twins stared at me and my eyes soon caught sight of the Avenger’s quinjet as well as Bruce Banner. “You both will have to finish the plan without me. Get the big one”. My eyes phased into Bad Wolf’s golden eyes as the twins glared at him with the same hatred and rage as me.

“Pietro, get her back to zhe ship”.  Pietro then picked me back up and quickly ran back to our jet leaving Wanda to unleash the Hulk.

When we got there, Pietro set me down gently on the small bed in the back and covered me up with a stress blanket.  My energy was suddenly drained from my sudden panic attack, Pietro stayed beside me gently stroking my head and brushing away the stray strands from my face.

“Big Grey?” I stated breathlessly.

“I’m here Wolfie, I’m here. You did good out zhere, those Avengers didn’t know what hit zhem”.

“The archer, he—”

“Shhhh, shhh, do not zhink of that old man now, sleep Wolfie, sleep”. With Pietro’s soft, soothing voice, his gentle petting, and soft touches my vision soon turned black as I finally passed out from exhaustion. The last thing I felt was a gentle kiss to my forehead and I could hear soft humming.

*3rd Person POV*

As Pietro sat there by (y/n)’s side Wanda soon arrived with Ultron.  Wanda quickly went up to her brother and said.

“How is she?”

“She’s exhausted, I just got her to go to sleep”. Wanda knelt down beside her brother and gently stroked (y/n)’s head carefully without waking her up.

“We’ll head to our next destination and proceed to Phase 2 of our plan, you two can stay with her then meet me at Helen Cho’s lab when she wakes up”. Ultron stated as he sat down at the control seat and flew the jet out of the African coasts and towards Seoul, Korea.