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Welcome to Scarriden. It's a city where the police officers work with superheroes and attempt to control the villains. But in this city, the civilians aren't perfectly happy with that. They don't like the idea of these "goddamn mutants" running around and being able to do whatever the hell they want. Sure, they'll cry out for them when they're in trouble, but when they're safe, their opinions change.

So when someone offers to get rid of them for once and for all, most people don't dare ask questions. As the heroes do, they decide to engage in civil negotiations with this man. Maybe some sort of arrangement can be come to. But someone in the "villainous" team gets inside information. It turns out that the other side doesn't intend on engaging in civil negotiation with the heroes- they intend on kidnapping them.

At first, the villains don't do anything, expecting the heroes to break themselves out of it. But then, that doesn't happen. Instead, they actually do get captured. A few escape. Some get recaptured.

One, however, does escape and goes into hiding. They hear whispers of villains, villains that are smart enough to stay out of the public eye. Smart enough not to get caught. They do some research and finds the name of one, one who has been known to offer themselves out as a mercenary, a master thief for hire. They decide to ask them for help... But can a hero and a villain ever really co-operate?




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Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.

Scarriden

Scarriden by partially-stars

Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.

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xxsome people watch, some people pray
xxbut even lights can fade away
xxsome people hope, some people pay
xxbut why'd we have to stay?

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For once, things had gone right for them. They'd gotten the information they'd needed, and they could act on it almost right away. Nobody did anything. No windows were smashed in, no cops showed up. Lucian, Markus, and Erin stumbled out of the venue at 2AM when the event was over and they'd even helped clean things up. When they'd gone home, they'd been so hyped up that they'd hatched their plan right there and then, despite the copious amounts of alcohol in their systems. None of them had actually made it to bed, instead falling asleep sprawled across the floor in various positions.

When they'd woken up and got their respective hangover cures, they revisited their plan and were somewhat shocked to find that, with only a handful of sober minded changes, it still held up as a pretty solid plan. They all agreed that they needed to act fast before Aegis got a chance to move them; and so they decided to act that night. There was no time to waste, and they knew if they didn't act, they'd all be in trouble. So they got changed, got a few extra strong coffees, and began taking steps to prepare for the fight. They poured over the plans they had, repeating their plans and their escape plans and their backup plans over and over again until it was the only thing echoing in their heads and they'd probably still act on them in their sleep.

Despite their late night, when they made their way towards the factory, they were all wide awake and on their guard. Lucian's heart was in his mouth. If things had gone smoothly last night, then he knew that it was unlikely they'd have the same luck today. But his trust in Erin and Markus was at an all-time high, and he knew that they were all very much on the same page. He wasn't sure that he believed the intel about it being all low level grunts. He was expecting a much bigger fight, and that's what they'd come prepared for. They knew in their heads they were preparing for the worst; but none of them would admit that out loud.

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The following morning after that party, had come all too fast. Much to fast if Erin was being honest with herself. The hangover she woke up with was immense, and she could only assume the same with the other two, with how shitty they looked. Markus looked back at Erin and groaned as he got to his feet, already tending to his duties of preparing breakfast and coffee to help with the headaches. The three poured over and revised their plans as they finished breakfast, and after agreeing with what they had was solid enough, they began to prepare.

As time came closer to them leaving, Erin finished up her last minute preperations. Deep down, there were parts of her that didn't want to do this. They were still family, but by the end of the day, they would rather see her dead, than change their ways. And that was what kept coming back to her. Markus looked at Lucian, knowing full well that Erin must have been stalling in the bathroom. She went in and never came out. He walked up to the door and knocked, "Alright, c'mon. Time to go." there was a brief pause, "...Few more minutes." she replied back. Markus groaned and knocked again, "Just let me in.." he said said softly. Silence, and then finally a soft click as the door unlocked.

Markus stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Erin was facing the mirror, head held low. Markus slowly approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder, "It'll be fine, we got this." he said reassuringly. Erin slowly looked up at him in the mirror, "And what if it's not? Markus...These aren't your normal bad guys. This isn't going to be some walk in the park, you realize that, right? If they wanted me dead, their own daughter? I-" she was caught off as Markus pulled her into a hug. Wrapping his arms around her, he spoke softly. "And they'll have to try even harder, getting passed me and Lucian to get to you. You're not alone in this, okay? You have to remember that." Markus' hug tightened slightly as he could feel Erin shaking. He rubbed her back for a moment before finally stepping back.

Erin looked up at him and slowly nodded, turning to look back at herself in the mirror. Erin took a deep breath, and pressed the basic black mask to her face, it felt useless doing this, as they'd know who it was right away but, it'd do for now. Turning to look at Markus, she gave him a nod, and they both left, joining up with Lucian they all finally left and made their way to the power-plant factory that lied on the outskirts of the town.

As they approached the ever large building, Erin guided them over to an area that was hidden from any prying eyes. She took a moment to think, before looking at them both, "I just want you two to know...That no matter what happens in there. When shit goes down, not if, but when...I want you to get them out of there, and don't look back." Erin barely even paused as she could tell Markus was going to interject, raising her hand, "I know the inside of that place...Back then, I didn't know what it was. But...I used to be taken there. Not for testing, it was before my own powers came to light. It was like...some sick set-up for me to become the next apprentince. To work with them." she sighed, rubbing her face for a moment as she spoke.

"There's four floors in total, only the last underground level will be where the kids are being held. Picture it like fucked up underground science lab. Has security measures and everything. It's hard to break into, but not impossible. We'll have to break our way through and down. If we don't clean sweep that place...We'll be over run trying to get those kids out. And it'll be for nothing so...We each take a main floor, then meet at the final one and get out..." Erin looked at them both.

Markus looked between Erin and Lucian, "Alright...We go in, clear out each floor, meet up, and get the hell out of there. How hard can it be?" he said with a forced chuckle. Erin rolled her eyes in response. They both looked at Lucian if he had anything else to add before they finally began to make their way in. Now was all or nothing.





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If the atmosphere among the three of them wasn’t already tense, Erin’s warning served to heighten the tension. It was an even more stark warning coming from her. None of her quirky, hyperactive demeanour was there. She was deathly serious, and it was almost unnerving. He knew she wasn’t messing around or exaggerating, and so, he took her warning strictly to heart. The instructions were clear, the same as the plan that they had agreed back in the apartment. They took a moment to agree what floors they’d take, before heading in. He managed a grin to match Markus’ forced chuckle, but it didn’t last as they made their way into the building and to their respective floors.

Usually, he never minded working alone. In fact, until relatively recently, that was the only way he had ever worked. Working with others should have been a stranger experience to him. But as he made his way onto his floor, he suddenly wished that he had someone by his side. Hell, he wished that they’d agreed to stick together. He had a feeling that something was going to go wrong. He didn’t know if that was a result of Erin’s warning outside, or if it was the paranoia of being alone, but he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling at the back of his head that they needed to be especially careful to avoid disaster.

It didn’t take long for Luc to encounter some staff. Security, as expected. He had them thrown across the floor before they even knew what happened to them, their guns flying out of their hands and into Lucian’s outstretched hands. The butt of the gun to the temple took out both of them, and they sank to the floor like a sack of stones. He tucked the guns into his pockets, and stole a bulletproof vest from one of them, pulling it on. And then he continued his search of the floor, with both a knife and a gun within reach.

The silence was definitely getting to him. He’d done this so many times now that his body automatically defaulted to stealth. His own footsteps barely made a sound on the ground, his breathing was quiet, and that meant that the silence of the floor wasn’t disrupted. It allowed him to hear when people were approaching from a significant distance away, but having that much notice and having to wait that long for them to reach you was sometimes worse than them just jumping out on you.

The next set of guards put up a little bit more of a fight. They didn’t hang around, drawing their guns and firing almost immediately. But as he threw up a force field around himself, the bullets ricocheted off of it, before turning and ploughing into the foreheads of the people who had released those bullets only moments ago. He stepped over them and kept going.

The sound of the gunshots seemed to be echoing around the walls, or maybe just his head. Things were just too quiet. The slightest little sound had him reaching for a weapon and pulling a forcefield up around himself, freezing in readiness for attack; but half of the time, it was just one of those nothing sounds that happened in too-quiet buildings. He’d release a silent breath, and keep moving. Forward, forward, use the silence to your advantage, and don’t make a sound.

Some of the guards seemed to be expecting a fight, and some of them even managed to put up a fight. There was a squadron of armoured guards who approached him, guns drawn. Knowing that weapons, even their own weapons would be useless against them, instead used the guards themselves as weapons, throwing one against another with enough force to break their necks, their heavy armour and helmets only acting to aid in that. Some of those guards tried to run, but they were dispatched in the same way.

He couldn’t say this was an easy job. It wasn’t easy by a long shot. Some of the guards he’d taken down had managed to get punches and kicks in at Luc, and one of them had even managed to get a gunshot in at him in a half second where his force field was down. While the kevlar vest stopped it from doing any real damage, it still hurt, and he knew he was bound to have some nasty bruising. But something still felt… off. It was more than just the silence now, he swore that much. Something was weird, and he didn’t like it.

Another sweep of the floor confirmed that he’d taken care of all of the staff. It felt a little odd, just leaving all of the bodies in various states of consciousness, some left alive but not a threat, some dead, scattered around the place, but he didn’t need to cover his tracks here, or hide what had happened. So, after one more final sweep, making sure that they were all dealt with, he made his way down to the basement, hoping that the others had dealt with their lot easily enough.

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The moment that the three had broken away after they stepped into the building and went their separate ways to their designated floors, the usual smile that Erin wore on her face entirely faded away. Leaving a blank expression on her face afterwards. The air around her was silent, eerily so. If it wasn’t for the sound of her own breathing and the beating of her heart in her chest that filled her ears, Erin could have heard a pin drop otherwise. After she took a moment to shake her head and shove off some last moment nerves, Erin began to walk down one of the corridors of the third floor.

Her footsteps were slow and methodical, but held a sense of purpose. She knew where she was going. Even though it had been years since she last stepped foot in this building, she remembered everything about it. From the exact layout, how many rooms, and where the majority of people would be. At least that was years ago. Now, now was a different story entirely.

The longer she walked, the more Erin realized she was walking to the rhythm of her heartbeat. Which, she wasn’t sure was making herself any less anxious, yet here she was. However though, it hadn’t taken her very long to run into the first group of people. Less than a minute. They stopped what they were doing to only look up, and see a figure standing in the doorway. The first figure dressed in a white lab-cloak put some file on the table in front of them, slowly raising a hand to allow themself to speak, only to watch as the figure in the doorway slowly unsheathed two of the short katana’s from their back. Keeping their eyes locked of them.

The four scientists took a step back, in an attempt to make distance between them and the figure, but it use futile. It took barely even thirty seconds to dispatch of the four. Puddles of darkened crimson soon covered the floor, as blood splatters and gore covered the walls wherever the bodies fell. Some entirely slumped over onto the floor, while one had been flipped over one of the desks, and was left strewn about it limply. The last however, had been impaled onto the wall by one of the katana’s Erin had used. Nothing could be heard other than heavy, labored breathing before she slowly pulled the weapon to her, removing it from the body as it fell to the floor. Erin silently walked over the fresh corps, and after taking a moment to scan over the room, she pulled out a zippo lighter from her pocket; casting a glance around the room before she tossed it and onto the desk with papers. Not even bothering to watch it catch light.

Erin not too long after exited the room, and turned down the hallway, kicking in doors as she made her way towards the door at the end of the long hallway. Only to see three more figures step out at the other end. Cutting her off. Erin let out a tired sigh as she looked at the guards.

”Not here to play, are ya?” she spoke with a low, deep voice. But it held a somewhat playful tone. The guard in the middle raised an eyebrow, before he raised a gun in his hand to take aim at her. Erin grinned as she outstretched both of her arms on either side of her, ”Take your best shot-” the sound of a gun rang out through the otherwise silent room. A smug grin formed on Erin’s face after she glanced down to see a bullet now lodged in her chest. ”My turn-” she hummed softly. In only a few strides, Erin managed to make her way down the hallway, retrieving a knife from the open pocket along the left-side of her leg. In a few swift motions, Erin unsheathed the blade and just as quickly took a few upper slashes into the guard on her left. Bringing him down into the floor as she did so. Having used her weight and momentum to take him down.

The other two guards had taken aim, but using her placement against them, she swung her right leg, and caught one of them by surprise and pulled him down as well. Just in time to use his upper torso as a human shield as the third took aim with three blind shots. Using the third guard’s mistake to her advantage, Erin got back to her feet just in time as he reloaded his gun, bringing her fist into his chin as she went for an upper-cut. Spinning around on her heel, Erin caught the second hand’s hand in her’s. Looking down as she saw she had caught the guard’s knife by the blade, ”Oh, shiny-” Erin joked, as she tightened her grip and only pulled the guard forwards in her direction. As he lurched forwards, she used the speed and momentum of his weight, side stepped, and pushed him, but not before grabbing him by the arm and shoulder. Hearing a heavy crunch as his shoulder was dislocated before letting him fall to the ground.

Taking a moment to catch her breath, Erin glanced about the room, seeing how the three of them were slowly getting to their feet, even the one she had managed to get a few slices and stabs against. ”Looks like you got some fight left if you three, huh?” she bellowed. The larger guard, who was about a full head and shoulders taller than her craned his neck, “You’re...You’re the kid, aren’t you?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. Erin let out a scoff, before her glared hardened. ”Something like that.” she swiftly replied, ”But how about you come and find out?” she egged them on as she gestured for them to go for another round.

The much larger guard took a step forward before pulling out another hand-gun, aiming both at her. ”Oh two? Now that’s cute-” four shots rang out. Before two more, and another three followed before silence fell about the room again. The three guards looked on in horror as Erin stood, mostly unfazed as multiple wounds now littered her body. Shaking her shoulders, as four bullets were forced out of her body, clattering to the floor as the wounds were just as quickly healed as they were inflicted. ”My turn.” she said in a low voice, before raising her right hand that held a hand gun. Erin took aim and fired, the lights above flickered before entirely going dark. Casting the entire room in darkness before the emergency generators kicked in, lighting the room in a hellish-red glow.

Erin took a step forwards, and then another before she dropped the hand-gun and unsheathed both of her own weapons once again. What happened next was a flurry of consecutive motions, that left only one figure standing. By the figures feet were the remains of two figures. Both bisected in the midsection. Gore and a puddle of blood spilled across the floor and walls. Erin slowly glanced down at the bodies, a blank expression was on her face as she looked up to meet the eyes of the third figure. Who was pinned against the wall. Katana having since been lodged into his side. Keeping him pinned to the wall.

”Please….” the guard whimpered out, trying to remove the blade. Erin grinned as she took a step forward, only further pushing it in, a pained cry escaping the man. Her glare remained as cold as ever. ”Why should I, when I ever asked and was met with silence? More pain? By you people??” her glare remained, the man slowly looked up to meet her eyes. ”I...I have a family. A kid...A daughter, I-” Erin tightened her grip against the blade of the weapon, lowering her head to meet the man’s eyes with her own, ”-So do I.” before she quickly retrieved her other katana and made one clean slash across his neck, looking away as she heard something hit the floor. Silently, Erin cleaned off both of the weapons on her pants, before sheathing them on her back. Taking a moment to look around at the massacre that she left.

Without another word, Erin took one last look before making her way into the room after kicking the door nearly off its hinges, taking a look inside to see nothing was in the room. Knowing she cleared the entire floor, Erin began to make her way down to the lower floors, knowing the others would more than likely be done by this point. Only stopping before she saw the other two near one of the lifts. Erin looked down as she placed her hand onto her side, grimacing for a moment before looking down at her hand. Blood, she noted. Why wasn’t she-, Erin shook her head, before continuing on. She had just a little longer to go, she’d be fine…





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The warning they had been given by Erin, hadn't done anything to lessen the already palpable tension they were all feeling. If anything, it only made Markus feel even worse. Somehow. But, he knew that if Erin out of all people was being this serious, he needed to take it for all its worth. And he did. If there was anyone he trusted more, especially if lives were on the line, it was her. For all the sporadic and chaotic energy she had, Markus knew she meant well. Especially when it came down to others. Markus was able to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat, gave the others a nod and made his way into the building as well.

As soon as he was alone, Markus wanted to run back to the others and stick together. Something about all of this just didn't sit right with him. It all felt off, and he couldn't explain it. But they were in too deep now, and they couldn't stop now. They didn't come this far to only come this far, and he'd be damned if they gave up now. Mustering together whatever sense of bravery he could, Markus pushed on and made his way through the designated rooms he was assigned to. He just hoped the others had just as much luck and could get it all done as fast as they could, but he knew if they rushed things, mistakes would be more likely happen. And that was something he wasn't going to allow.

Much to Markus' surprise, he hadn't run into many guards, which on one hand was a relief, but on the other hand, it didn't help but cause him to grow more anxious. No way this place is this empty...Right?, he couldn't help but think to himself. Markus had cleared out three of the five rooms, seeing as how they had been entirely empty. Which, he thought was overly odd. There were only rooms that he assumed were for information holding than anything else. The countless filing cabinets and shelving were evident enough. If he had to admit, he was a bit curious, and deciding to take a moment, Markus thumbed through a few files at complete random. There wasn't much that he found than what he expected. Lists of names, adresses, ages, powers, weaknesses, etc. Everything he knew they'd have on file. It was only the last file that had him pause for a moment.

Markus' eyebrows furrowed together as he scanned over the file in hand. It seemed to be a rather old file, that had been filled out as time went on. Newer additions added to it the longer he read it. He nearly chose to move on before something caught his eye. A small pit forming in his stomach as he read one of the last lines on the paper, "A child had been created through mostly forceful and scientific means. Ensuing tests would follow through as we search for answers." is what the file read. His throat grew dry, and his chest began to ache as he re-read the line over and over again. He hoped he wasn't right, but if this Aegis Corporation was as bad as Erin made out well, then he was probably correct.

Giving the paper one more look over, he quickly shoved it into the pocket of his coat, before turning to leave. Stopping as there were two guards standing in the doorway. Guns pointed at him. Markus gave a small, silent smile, his eyes stayed on them before quickly dispatching them as shadows appeared out of nowhere, and incapacitated both within seconds. Markus made his way out of the room and back into the hallway, taking a moment to peer into the other room he hadn't checked yet. He only felt his stomach drop as his eyes scanned the room. Security Room, they were being watched this whole time..Which only meant- He needed to get back to the other two as soon as he could. Markus took off down the hallway like a bat out of hell. He needed to get to the others before it was too late...





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xxsome people watch, some people pray
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xxsome people hope, some people pay
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Luc was the first to reach the basement. And he didn't like that. Waiting meant that he was alone. Alone meant that he was far more vulnerable; and it also meant that he had time to thing and to worry. The plan was for them to stay going, no matter what. Luc didn't know how long he should wait, but eventually, the silence and the sheer lack of people got to him. He probably hadn't waited long enough, but he physically couldn't wait any longer. He pulled out one of his knives and stuck it into the wall, a sign that he had been there and was still in the area, before opening the door as quietly as he could, and beginning to creep through the deserted halls.

As he walked, he kept close to the walls and to the shadows, knowing that there was a strong chance that he was walking into trouble. He checked the first door he found, and was relieved to find it open. The room was in almost-darkness, lit only by the light of several computer monitors. It was too small for anyone to be lurking in the shadows, so he sank into the computer chair and began to study the computer screens. His stomach dropped as he realised what he was seeing, to the point it left him feeling nauseous.

They were holding people in what looked like cells. No, not people. Kids. Teenagers. Looking at every single one of them was like looking at his teenage self. They were all a little too thin, scruffy, unkempt. They were kids from the streets or from homes where they wouldn’t be missed. Even through the screen, he could see the too-familiar emptiness in those eyes. He finally managed to look away from the cameras, and realised that they weren’t just being watched. There were documents open on the screen. It just referred to numbers, numbers that seemed to correspond to a person. But each entry spoke about the kid like they were nothing more than an object, or at best, a lab animal. Anger surged through Lucian. His first reaction was just to smash the whole computer. But he caught himself, taking a deep breath. And instead, he began to type, corrupting the files beyond recovery. He scanned through the files, saving anything that looked promising onto a USB stick. He’d hoped that he might find plans of the floor or just something that might give some idea of where they were keeping the kids, but it seemed they were smart enough to store them somewhere else.

When he was sure that he’d gotten everything that he could, he left the room again. He was moving with a new purpose now. He’d forgotten that he should probably be keeping an eye and an ear out for the others. The only thing on his mind was getting these kids free. He tried door after door, finding dead end after dead end, and a disturbing lack of security.

He was beginning to wonder if they were being held in a different facility altogether when he opened a door, and immediately received a torrent of abuse. The abuse abruptly cut off, and the occupant of the room and Lucian stared at each other. It was a teenage girl, one of the ones Lucian had seen on the screen. Her red hair was loose and messy, but there was a defiance and an anger in her that he hadn’t been able to see over the camera.

“You’re not a guard,” she said.
“I’m not,” he said, smiling a little. “I’m Maelstrom. I’m here to help. What’s your name?”
“... Charlie,” she said. “How do I know this isn’t a trick?” She asked. Lucian’s half smile became a full blown smirk at that comment.
“You’re a smart kid,” he said. He tossed one of his knives up in the air, then held it there with his powers. “I’m like you,” he said, snatching it from the air again. He could see some of the tension easing out of her shoulders at his demonstration.To further prove his point, he reached out, and the shackles on her feet and ankles broke. She looked down at her hands, before getting to her feet.
“I’ve heard of you,” she said, glancing away for a second. “I used to think the villains were the bad guys,” she said. “Then… I learned you guys aren’t the worst evil out there.” He sighed.
“Yeah. I used to also think we were the bad guys but… somebody had to outdo us,” he said with a shrug. He stepped aside to let her out first. “Are there others here?” He asked.
“I think so,” she said. “I think I’ve seen others but… they keep us separate.” He nodded.
“Okay. I’m going to go look for the others. Go straight back down that way, keep going. If you see a man with short, dark hair or a woman with long dark hair who also don’t look like guards, tell them that I’m looking for the others and send them back down here. But mostly, just get the hell out, okay?” He ordered. She looked a little bewildered, but nodded, breaking into a run as she went down the hall. Lucian turned and continued down into the hall, the relief of having helped at least one person keeping him going.

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Erin has practically made a mad dash down the hallway, well, as much of a run as she could force herself into. Her side still ached, and ached. She couldn't explain it, but something just didn't feel right, but she could worry about that later. Now, all that mattered is that she found Markus and Lucian, and they got the kids out of here. That was it. Erin made her way down a few more hallways, before coming across a knife stuck in the wall. Barely taking a second longer, she followed down the same hallway. Knowing that only one person used those sort of knives. He was close, and that's all that mattered.

However, instead of continuing to go straight, Erin took another hallway that broke off from the main one. After a few minutes of wandering, Erin spotted something that caused her stomach to form in knots. Multiple glass cages laid before her. After taking a shaky breath, she pressed forward once more, holding a hand by her side, it hurt so damn much. Erin's eyes glanced between the cages as she passed by then, nothing more than children were being held inside. Clearly unkempt and undercared for. She could feel her blood boil under the surface. Her skin itched to do something.

Taking a moment, Erin propped herself against one of the glass walls. She needed to pace herself at this point or else- Erin shook her head, she was fine. All that mattered was that she got these kids out. Nothing else.

Erin took one last glance at the cage she was leaning against, and felt her heart plummet. Her chest tightening as her eyes landed on the figure that was huddled up in the corner. Her fists tightened, "H-hey!" she called softly, her voice was already hoarse, not as loud as it would have been normally. The figure finally looked up, dark brown eyes met her own green. "You need to get out of here, okay? And I'm gonna help you and the others." She continued. The other woman slowly got to her feet, hands pressed against the glass separating them, "Erin? Is..Is that you? What are you doing here?"

Erin slowly looked down at the other figure in the eyes, seeing as she was a bit shorter than herself. Biting her lip for a moment before answering, "It.. It's a long story. But you and the others…You gotta get out of here. After…After I'll explain everything. I promise." she gave a faint smile, before turning her attention to the control panel and lock of the cage. Which acted as more of a sealed and contained door than anything. Maybe she could use something to pry it open or- without much of a second thought, Erin took one of her fists and violently slammed it into the cage's control panel. The sound of metal crunched and the sound of wires sparked momentarily. Silence fell for a moment before the soft hiss of pressurized air sounded, and the cage door slowly opened enough for Erin to slip her arm inside and push it the rest of the way open. "Honestly a bit surprised that worked-" she joked. Looking back at the other figure, "Look, there's two others with me. If you see a guy with dark short hair, or one with blond hair, they're…well…Not with Aegis. If you come across anyone else, try to help them get out of here, but…Get the hell out of here foremostly. Got it?" her eyes locked once more with the other woman's. "Why…? What are you guys going to do?" Erin paused for a moment, "Burn it all. Everyone is going to get out of here, and we're gonna burn it all down. I won't let them hurt you or others ever again." Erin outstretched a hand to gently brush the other woman's cheek, "There's a lot we need to talk about but…That can come all later…You getting out of here is more important than anything I could ever say. So go, now." Erin ushered once more, before finally taking a step back, and turned to look for anyone else she could find before locating Markus or Lucian, hopefully they were nearby though. They were running out of time…




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Cell after cell after cell. Kid after kid after kid. Every single one of them. He broke them out. Every single one of them. Some cells were harder than others, but he managed to force them open. And all of them got the same orders. Get out. Run. Look for Erin or Markus. But Erin and Markus showed no sign of showing, and so he stayed going. He hit the jackpot when he found a control room of sorts at the end of a hallway. It was empty; and that was something that left him feeling uneasy. There was a part of his that had been all too easy. There had been resistance, but not enough. Cautiously, a knife in his hand, he stepped inside. The computers were there. Open. Unlocked. He sat down at the desk, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. And then he started searching for the command he needed.

It was then that he saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye swing for him. He was cornered and seated, in a position of vulnerability. Of course it had been a trap. Lucian ducked, pulling his knees to his chest as he did, and then kicked out at his attacker. It was enough to force the man back a few steps, enough for Lucian to get to his feet and level the playing field somewhat. He didn't wait for the man to recover before he swung with his knife, cutting a gash into the man's cheek. This earned Lucian a punch to the chest, one that winded him. As a reflex, he flung out a hand, throwing the man a few feet away. He saw an opening and used it, using the other hand to fling a knife at the man. It sunk into his chest, but the man stayed moving, grinning at Luc. A vest of some sorts. Dammit. Chest wasn't a target then, not with a knife. But something else caught his eye and he grinned, a dangerous, feral grin of his own. The man lunged at him, and in one swift movement, Lucian grabbed the chair he'd been sitting on moments before and smashed it over the man's head. The man crumpled to the ground and stayed there, motionless. Luc didn't wait to confirm that, just turned back to the computer and found the command he was looking for.

OPEN: ALL CELL DOORS.
CONFIRM OPEN ALL DOORS?
Y


There was buzz, somewhere deep in the building. And then an alarm started to blare. Lucian swore, turning back to the computer. He was able to silence the alarm, but not before it had already been blaring for a few seconds. That was no coincidence, which meant that they needed to get moving, and fast. He stepped over the still unconscious guard and broke into a sprint. As he ran, he pulled any stragglers out of their cells and told them to stay running. Had Erin and Markus known to get their asses out of there when they heard the alarm? He could only hope so. But judging by the amount of guards running towards him now, he was their main target. Where kids still lingered in the halls, they also attempted to put up something of a fight as they ran, with a few taking down a guard by teamwork. It brought a satisfied smile to Lucian's face.

That smile quickly slipped as he rounded a corner and saw four guards waiting for him. "Hello, gentlemen. I was... just on my way out, so if you don't mind, I'll just slip past you?" He said. They refused to move, staring him down. "Yeah, thought as much." He pulled a force field around himself as he threw one guard against another. They fell, but they didn't stay down. Lucian was beginning to regret not bringing the chair with him as a backup weapon. He tossed a knife into the air and then flung it towards one of the guards. It found its mark and buried itself in the man's neck. He gasped as he fell to the ground, and Luc held out a hand to call the knife back to him. The others at least looked slightly more unnerved now. This gave Lucian the opportunity to throw another one of them down the hall, putting some distance between them and leaving him with just two to deal with. Luc held his knife aloft, ready to throw it.

"WAIT! If... if you let us live... we'll tell you where they took your friend!" One of them yelled, his hands up in a surrender. Luc hesitated.
"My... friend?" He asked.
"The- the- the guy! The shadow manipulator! They got him!" Lucian's blood ran cold. It felt like time slowed down as he took a step closer to them, the bloodied knife still in his hand.
"Tell me where he is. Now," he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.
"They- he-" And then there was a gunshot. The man fell forward, slumping into a heap, blood spilling from his mouth. The other man joined him seconds later, and Lucian turned his attention to the final man, who was holding a gun and grinning.
"You'll never find him." And then the man turned the gun on himself.

The scream of fury and of frustration that left Lucian's mouth was almost animalistic. How could he have lost Markus? Why had they ever split up? Did he have time to find him? Was he even still alive? He stumbled back, running his hands through his hair. It was then that a familiar face peered around the corner. Charlie, one of the kids.

"Oh thank fuck, I thought you were dead," she said.
"What the hell are you doing here? I told you to leave!" He demanded.
"Yeah, and I came back to help! Fucking bastards have had me locked up for the past two years, I wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity to kick some ass!" She paused. "Besides. I... wanted to make sure the others got out okay," she admitted. The others. The kids. Lucian needed to focus on the kids. That was what Markus would want. And then, once the kids were out, he could go back.

"Fine. Let's get going."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Move it, short stuff."
"Okay, ouch."

Lucian picked up a few more of the others as they made their way out of the building. It turned out that Charlie's magic was rooted in light, an unpleasant irony he didn't need right then. But she was a talented fighter, to give credit to her. They picked up more of the kids as they ran, and it was only then that Lucian realised the range of ages they had. Charlie looked to be barely eighteen, but she was neither the youngest nor the oldest of the group. At several points, he was tempted to ditch them and go look for Markus; but he needed to get them out. He needed to get them out and find Erin. That was the priority.

They had just gotten outside when Lucian spotted a familiar figure. Erin was there, albeit a little worse for wear. He sighed with relief and made a beeline for her, wanting to tell her to look after the kids, to get them to safety. He'd go back and look for Markus. But before he could speak, the first gunshot went off.

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Erin continued to make her way out of the building, she just had to find the others. As she continued through the various halls and rooms, she came across more and more of those damned glass cages. Kids of all ages were locked away inside, looking as disheveled and mistreated as the next. Her stomach continued to tie itself into knots as she passed the line of cages. Erin would have kept on walking, her way to the exit, until she took one last look into one of the cages. And it made her stop in her tracks. There were children sitting closely to each other, practically clinging to one another in desperation. Literal, god damn children. There were four of them, and Erin could only guess that the eldest one she looked at couldn't have been any older than eight years old. Her blood boiled an unknown rage, the feeling of her eyes welling up with tears was enough to snap her back to reality. These were someone's babies, and they were here. And they reminded Erin of-

Without even taking the time for a second thought, Erin picked up one of the heavy, broken pipes from the side of the wall, and slammed it down into the control panel. And turned on her heels as she did it over, and over, and over again, until all of the control panels of all the cages were broken and destroyed. Watching as the doors to the cages opened slowly.

"This is your one and only chance to get out of here. We're burning this place down. You all get out of here. All the guards have been taken care of." Erin stated as she looked as all the kids slowly rose to their feet, poking their heads out of their used to be confines.

"Are...Are you...you...a...a H-hero?" a soft voice spoke, one of the kids finding the bravery to walk out of the cage and over to Erin. Leaving a few feet between them.

There a small moment of pause, before a small smile spread across Erin's face, "Something like that, kiddo." she said with a soft smile. Looking at the others, "There's two others, they're here to help as well. They're...My brothers. If you find them, leave with them. They'll keep you safe." she said, before turning on her heels to leave. Only to stop in her tracks as she felt something grab her hand. Looking down, it was the young child, grabbing her hand, with nothing more than a look, Erin understood. Gripping the child's hand tightly with her's, she looked back to see the others forming a large group behind her.

Erin swallowed hard, before giving a small nod, "Let's get out of here." she said, before turning and led the others from the room.

It hadn't taken very long for them to find the exit of the building. Even with the few remaining guards, Erin was all too easily able to take them out with the few remaining throwing knives she had on her person. Leaving them behind as they continued on. The sudden brightness of the outside world caused Erin to raise her hand to shield her eyes from the sun that shown down from above. It took her a few moments to gather her bearings, looking around as the kids all dispersed in various directions as they were finally free.

Across the way, Erin managed to see a familiar face amongst the chaos. Lucian, was the only thought that went through her mind, before she bolted off into his direction. Even with the sheering pain of the wound on her side, that still appeared to refuse to heal, she ran as fast as she could to him. To safety and freedom-

They were only a few feet apart when Erin heard it, the sound of a gun firing. And everything seemed to come to a standstill. Erin stood in her tracks, before looking down, pressing her hand to her abdomen, before looking back up at Lucian before she fell to her knees on the ground below. She didn't feel it on impact, the sudden inability to breathe finally hit her like a truck, her only guess was that a lung had been punctured by the bullet that got her from the back. She attempted to get to her feet, was fell back down everytime she attempted to get up. Finally feeling herself fall against someone, as her vision began to blur and everything began to drown itself out from all around her. "I...I'm sorry-" she gasped for air between breaths, "I should have done more, I could have...I wanted more time-" Erin knew she was on borrowed time, more than ever before, it was obvious she wasn't going to make it much farther than this. A small smile spread across her face, "But the kids. They...They got out. It...It needs to burn though, Aegis. They...They need to burn for what they did to us...All of us..." was the last she had managed to get out between gasping for air, and choking on her own blood that filled her lungs. The last thing she remembered was staring up at someone, nothing more than a blurry figure, before everything went dark around her...




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Erin had kids with her too. Jesus, how many kids had been in there? He needed to talk to her, he needed to tell her about Markus and they needed a plan, he had to go back, he needed to go back and get Markus-

And then Erin stopped. There was blood now, even more blood than had been there before. But it was Erin, she’d be okay, right? She had to be. She’d always bounced back before. But she wasn’t bouncing back now, she was on her knees and she couldn’t get up. He almost skidded on his knees on the ground as he went to catch her. He just nodded as she spoke, unable to reply. This was wrong. Why was she talking like this? She’d be back, right? She had to be back. They needed to make sure that Aegis burned and that they did it together.

And then she was gone. Lucian was kneeling on the ground, clutching a dead body. But it was fine. It was Erin. The first time they’d met, she’d technically been dead too. So she’d come back, right? He stared blankly at her, waiting for the signs of her coming back. They weren’t there. She was still, far too still. And then it hit him. She wasn’t coming back. Not this time. And she’d known it. He went to wipe his tears, and saw his hands were covered in blood. Erin’s blood. He’d lost Erin. He’d lost Erin and Markus. He’d lost the only two people in the world that gave a damn about him. What was the point of anything now?

And then a gunshot went off, inches above his head, and he flinched. It snapped him back to reality. The kids were still there, looking terrified. The kids. All of this had been for the kids. He needed to get them to safety. He wouldn’t let Aegis lay another hand on them. So Lucian picked up Erin’s body and got to his feet. “Charlie!” He called. The redhead appeared from somewhere, looking pale and yet still determined. “Round up the younger ones. Keep them moving, we need to get them away from here while I think of a plan,” he called. She nodded, jumping into action.

He would have carried Erin forever if he could. But he couldn’t. So, he carried her just far enough away and hid her body somewhere he could come back for it, somewhere where Aegis wouldn’t find her first. And then he went back for the kids. Walking away from her was the hardest walk he’d ever had to make. And when he went back for the kids, he made sure that nobody who dared try and harm any of the kids walked away from there. There was no mercy left in him.

It took him three days to get all the kids sorted. It would have been even longer, if Charlie hadn’t shown up at his door with two strangers. She had introduced them as Tarren and Nova, and they were people who specialised in getting kids like them out of bad situations. They’d done it once for Charlie, and they’d been looking for Charlie ever since she’d gone missing. And through all that time, they’d saved possibly a hundred kids. Together, the four of them sat down and worked out somewhere for each and every kid. Somewhere safe, with guardians who would look after them because they were freaks too. Lucian made sure they were adequately funded to look after the kids. He would work through the night, making sure he had answers and solutions for them when they got up in the morning. And then, when their work was done, he was alone again.

He’d gone back to try and find Erin the day after she had died. But when he went to where he’d left her, she was gone. He could only presume that it meant Aegis had gotten a hold of her. He could only presume that it meant that he had failed her again, just like he’d failed Markus. It was probably better that the kids were off his hands now. At least then he couldn’t fail them too. He went back to his own apartment. He didn’t care if Aegis tracked him there. At that point, he wasn’t even sure he would have fought if they had shown up. But nobody came. For days, it was just him rattling around the hollow apartment. The days passed in a blur of intoxication as he did everything he could to numb the pain. When the pain broke through, it was like someone was standing on his chest, crushing him and stopping him from breathing; except the release of death never came. The pain went on and on, only dulled a little by whatever he had in his system.

And then, one morning, he woke up with a crystal clear mind. And instead of pain, there was an even more familiar emotion now. There was fury. Erin’s words pounded through his head like blood through his veins. Burn Aegis. Burn it all down. Aegis had taken everything from him. They’d even made sure he didn’t have anywhere to go to mourn. They needed to burn. And so Lucian sat down at his desk for the first time in days. And he began to work.

He pulled together everything they had on Aegis. When he looked, when he wasn’t immediately focused on a single crisis, he could find another two locations he needed to scout out and destroy. He was pretty sure that there were more; he’d just need to find them.Two was a good start. The first one was a minor base. Nothing much of information or use there, but still, he took what he could and destroyed the rest. And he made sure the building burned. He didn’t watch it burn; he didn’t need to. The smell of smoke in his lungs was more than enough.

It was in the middle of the night after that first mission that the idea came to him. He knew that Aegis needed to burn; but there had to be more to it. He needed to make sure that everyone who had ever contributed to it lost everything they had and make sure they could never rebuild again. And so he went through his files. This would be a slow approach. This was a pyre that would have to be built slowly to make sure that it left no remains. He pulled together all of the evidence he had about the prominent politicians, leaders in the police force, anyone who was anything, and their involvement in Aegis. He created a fake email with no traceability back to him; and he sent it to every journalist he could find, local, national, international.

It hit the media a few days later. Not that big of a story, but it caught people’s attention. That was all he needed. A few days later, another Aegis base burned, and more information was leaked. This time, about the atrocities that Aegis was involved with. More outrage, more questions to be asked. But now there were more eyes watching him, and so he needed to be more careful. They hovered on street corners when he went out and about, always far enough away that they weren’t obviously following him. Cutting and dying his hair was an impulse 3AM decision when the paranoia began to get to him. Simplifying his dress for these missions was an unfortunate requirement. He couldn’t be recognised as either Lucian or Maelstrom. And besides, he didn’t feel like either of those people any more, and he already didn’t recognise himself in the mirror. Cutting his hair and dying it blue made him feel closer to whatever the hell he was becoming. In one base, he found a mask that looked all too familiar in a stray desk. Markus’ mask, the one Lucian had handmade for him. It became a part of his outfit, even if it didn’t fit right. He needed to have something of Markus with him.

The tide was turning. As Lucian left his apartment one day, he found himself in a throng of protestors, rebelling against the treatment of supers and the government’s involvement in Aegis. Every time a new public face stood up to protest, Lucian did a deep search on them to see if they had been involved. If they had, he made sure to leak everything he could find on them. People were demanding change, and it was beginning to come. Other supers were beginning to emerge in support of the movement, giving their own testimonies. As Lucian passed one rally, he spotted a familiar redhead clutching a megaphone and a sign, leading a chant, making him smile for the first time in days. Their eyes met in the crowd, and she just raised her sign a little higher, nodding ever so slightly. He returned the nod before disappearing back into the crowd

It was slow progress. He was finding more and more Aegis bases; most of them small, backup locations that weren’t necessarily in active use, but places they could move to if need be. And so they burned. One or two of them were in office buildings with other offices; people who didn’t deserve to lose their livelihoods because of Aegis’ sins. In that case, he would spend hours destroying everything himself. It was leaving one such office that he was first spotted by a passerby. But it was enough. Rumours and whispers began of this masked vigilante destroying suspected Aegis bases. When he was photographed hopping the fence of a building that was on fire, the whispers only got louder. Who was this strange, mysterious super? Who were they? Were they a new figure or an old one? Were they in fact involved in Aegis?

Of course Charlie was the one to figure it out first. She arrived back on his doorstep, a whole group of supers in tow this time. If they could divert the attention from just one person, they said, they could be more successful. And so Lucian sat down with them and discussed their plans. God, he was so sick of working alone. But even still, they were strangers, and he couldn’t trust them. And so when he proceeded, he proceeded with caution, making sure that he didn’t give any information to anyone until he was sure he could trust them. And even then, he gave them the least amount of information he could get away with.

And it all paid off. More buildings burned. More information was leaked. More people turned on those in charge. And more people fell. Important people were being found dead, and while protestors and rogue supers were being blamed, Lucian knew when he was looking at Aegis’ work. The supers who could speak publicly did so, condemning the murders and distancing them from the Anti-Aegis work that was being done. There wasn’t much that could be done about the rumours, so they chose to ignore them and focus on the task at hand.

Lucian thought that having something to focus on would help to fix him. He was so engulfed in all of this, he didn’t want time to think or to feel. But he felt and he thought anyway. He’d go to ask Markus his thoughts, or roll his eyes at Erin, and he’d just find a void where they should be. The pain would come crashing in anyway, and he’d still have to get up and continue to try and make things right. He couldn’t even drink or take anything stronger to keep the pain at bay, because he needed to be lucid for their plans. Being anything other than his absolute best would only fail them more than he had done already.

One day, in the middle of a planning session, he realised that the number of bases they had to destroy was growing smaller, despite their continued research. They had found them all. They could see the end of the tunnel. And Lucian realised that he didn’t know what he was supposed to do with himself when they were all gone. When Aegis was gone. He knew he could go back to his life of the glamorous Lucian Mitchell- but life as Lucian without Markus to spark off felt wrong. The before felt like a different person; someone he couldn’t ever go back to. Lucian could only see one ending in sight for him. He didn’t have the will to figure out any others.

Charlie had come up with a new super persona for him. At first, it was just to tell the press who was leaking information to them; and then the world began to recognise this person as the Aegis vigilante. Atlas: the titan with the weight of the heavens on his shoulders. He wasn’t exactly the most popular super, with opinion divided between direct action and violence being wrong, and the fact that he wasn’t doing anything worse than what Aegis frequently did to supers. But one name was beginning to gain popularity; the small but fierce Haze, known best for leading rallies herself, discussing what she had endured at the hands of Aegis openly and without fear; and for her power of light manipulations.

Charlie was one of the more inexperienced supers, but she was learning fast. She was angry and determined, and that got her a long way. She still went out with somebody else for all of her missions; but that was at her own request. She knew her limitations and accepted her inexperience, but didn’t let it hold her back. All the time, she was growing and learning and improving. Lucian was glad to know that there was someone who could, and would, carry on their work.

Eventually, there was just one base left on Lucian’s list. It had been left until last deliberately. It was the base where he’d lost both Erin and Markus. The others saw his reaction to it and offered to come with him; but he needed to do this himself. This was the end of the road for him. This was where it all ended. He wore Markus’ mask and the only reminder of Erin he’d been able to find that he could use; a leather jacket that probably would have been oversized on her but just fit him. And he walked straight into the building, knowing what he was walking into. He had “backup”; heroes outside the building who could be there at a moment’s notice, and who could warn him in the case of an ambush. But he was doing this alone.

He started at the bottom floor, combing the labyrinth for kids he’d missed, for more of their subjects. The fact that the floors were empty did nothing to either comfort or unsettle him. He worked his way up the building until finally found what he was looking for. It was hard to believe that they’d missed it the first time, but it was so well hidden that one could walk past without ever realising what it was. It was a server room, the server banks containing every bit of information that had ever passed through Aegis’ hands, details of everything Aegis had ever done. Lucian stared at the blinking lights for a few seconds. Every horrible thing that had happened to him was on those servers. Every horrible thing that had happened to him, to Markus, to Erin, to every kid who had ever been any sort of misfit. It was difficult to not just begin to break everything there and then. But instead he stopped and pulled out his laptop. The quiet of the room, just whirring of fans and of the AC along with his own tapping at his keyboard, seemed oddly anticlimactic. But from inside the server room, he could access Aegis’ files, where he could pull the last few bits of information they needed. And most importantly; it was where he could destroy it all. Between him and a few others inside the few remaining bases, they could bypass the safety processes and make sure everything was corrupted beyond recovery. Once that was done, Lucian turned back to look at the servers. Using his powers wasn’t exactly going to be the most efficient way of doing this; but it felt so right. He reached deep inside himself, and let it all out. Glass shattered and alarms began to blare. That didn’t matter any more. Escaping didn’t matter any more.

He smashed the servers into pieces, using his hands and his powers, making sure they’d never be recovered. But despite the blaring alarms, nobody came running. And that’s when Lucian realised what was happening. Aegis would have the final say. They would be the ones to destroy the last of their buildings in the hopes of taking down the instigators while they were at it. Lucian laughed, his laugh echoing around the destroyed server room. He’d foiled them without them even knowing it. By coming alone in a suicide mission, he’d completely ruined their plans. They’d taken everything from him, but he was still getting the last laugh. He sent a text to the others waiting outside.

“Keep everyone outside the building. I think they have it rigged. On my way out now.”

He knew that he probably wouldn’t actually make it out in time; and he knew that he wasn’t supposed to either. After this, there was nothing left for him.

And as if the universe agreed, the explosive charges went off seconds after he sent the text. He blacked out as he collided with something hard, sinking gladly into the darkness.

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The muffled sounds of footsteps and something being dragged across concrete were the only things that broke the otherwise complete silence. There were muffled voices and conversation, but not much could be deciphered of what exactly they were talking about. However, something along the lines of ’Looks to be waking up’.

”Welcome back to the land of the living.” a familiar voice sounded, as the figure splashed cold water onto the individual that had been previously unconscious.

”How do you even know we can trust him, huh?” another voice sounded. Somewhere out of sight.

”Because.” there was a small pause, ”He’s a friend the first voice concluded. Taking a few steps away before reaching for something off to the side.

”Maybe to you guys, I still don’t trust this. It just seems….off.” the second voice replied.

”Yeah well, Achilles, you don’t trust anyone. Remember when you didn’t trust us?”

”I’m still debating on that front, if I’m being honest.”

There was a small scoff and shake of their head of the first person as they came back into view. ”Take it easy, bud. Not many people can survive an exploding building like that.”

There was a soft sound as if someone cleared their throat.

”Okay….Maybe some can.” the person sighed. Looking back in front of them, ”You’re still recovering but most of your injuries seem to be on the mend. We honestly weren’t exactly sure if we were gonna find you alive back in there…It took days..” the figure sighed once again.

”And a waste of our resources and time. Both of which we don’t have much of, as you know-”

”Achilles, I swear. If you don’t shut up-”

There was suddenly the sound of another pair of footsteps, as once again another figure stepped forward. ”Enough, you two.” this time, a man’s voice spoke up. ”We can trust him, and we will.” there was something familiar about his voice as he spoke.

”Pat, you can’t be serious! We don’t know whose side he’s even on. For all we know he could-”

”There is no one I trust more than him. Even if…Time has gone on and changed things…us[/i, I still trust him.” the man spoke once more, before carefully removing the blindfold from the individual that sat in front of him, sitting in a chair. A small smile spread across his face, ”Isn’t that right, Luc?”

”This is all well and good and all, but we are running out of time. Whether he comes with us or not, I don’t care. I just don’t like being here for too long.” a shiver went down their spine.

”We’ll go soon enough, okay? But whether he comes with us, that’s up to him.” he said once again as he turned his head back to face the man in the chair. But something about his eyes just weren’t [i]right
. They seemed to be looking past everything, instead of anchoring themselves onto everything in front of him.

”You’ve been out for a long time…Three days by now, and I know…I know. There’s a lot that we need to explain. But what matters right now is that we’re all here again. If just not a little different.” a small smile appeared on his face. ”But it’s not just us anymore. There’s…There’s a lot of us. Some you may already recognize, from what the others have told me, and some…Some you don’t. But-” there was a heavy sigh before he continued, ”We need your help, Lucian. What we started it..It was only just the beginning. There is so much more for us to do. We can go back to how things used to be, us. Just…different.” he said as he stood up and took a few steps back.


”You mean like one of us now being blind? Some of having never worked together? I don’t-

”Even before you lost your memories you weren’t this paranoid, Ahichiles.” he chided with a smirk. ”But since we’re all friends here, why don’t you take that stupid mask off?” he continued to prod.

There was a brief pause of silence, before an annoyed sigh, ”Fine.” the figure known as Achilles finally relented. Reaching their hands up under the hood of their jacket, before pulling down the small leather mask that covered the bottom half of their mouth, and removed the lenses that kept the top half of their face hidden. Pulling the hood of their jacket back as they did so, before combing fingers through long blond hair, their eyes finally landing on the man in the chair. ”Hi, Lucian.” the familiar figure exchanged glances between Markus and Lucian, before looking at the other figure in the room with them, ”What do you think, Ren? Do we trust him?”

”I do. Even if it did take me a bit of warming up to him the first time we met. But, after I was told about all your adventures together, and how it was your efforts that resulted into where we are now?” they glanced around the room at the other three, before giving a small nod, ”We need all the help we can get.” they concluded with a nod.

Markus tilted his head back to Lucian, ”Only thing is, we don’t just need help. But..We need a leader. A proper one. And we can’t do this without you, Luc. So, what do you say? One more go? Like old times?” his asked, as he extended his hand forward, with an all too familiar mask in his hand.




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Lucian had been drifting in and out of consciousness for days. Consciousness was a lose term for it, it was more a brief awareness of pain. He wasn't even ever really conscious enough to lament the fact he was still alive. But as time went on, he began to actually pull out of unconsciousness. The awareness of the pain just got worse and worse; and then, to really make things worse, he felt something cold and wet splashing across his face. It startled him into awareness. Awareness that he was blindfolded and his hearing was muffled. He could hear something, but it was muffled, as though they had ear muffs or something on him. He could make out that they were voices, but not what they were saying or even who they belonged to. He was tired, the exhaustion and pain weighing heavy on him, but the panic was clearer and sharper. He dug deep for his powers, but the pain and the exhaustion cut him off.

And then somebody pulled off his blindfold. He jerked his head up, taking in the scene in front of him. And then he realised what he was looking at. A figure in a mask. Ren. And a face he was sure that he was never going to see again. Markus. Markus was there. He was alive. "Markus?" Lucian managed to say, even if he couldn't hear himself say it. Markus was talking, but he still couldn't hear him. He hadn't been intentionally deafened.

He looked back at Markus to say as much, and then he spotted Markus' eyes, how they were unfocused and almost glazed. He hadn't escaped unscathed either. How the hell could they manage? If Markus' sight was affected and Luc's hearing was damaged... how could they manage? How the hell could they stay moving forward after everything? How could they do this? But he couldn't get a word in, to say that he couldn't hear them. And then the masked figure pulled their mask off, and Lucian forgot all about trying to say anything. Because it was Erin. Erin was alive too. "Erin?" He managed to say. She was alive. How the hell was she alive? Had he abandoned her too early? Is that why her face was lacking the familiar warmth? Was she angry? Was she hurt? Had he hurt her?

And then he realised that they were looking at him. Markus was holding out something to him and asking him a question. "I... I can't hear you," he said, his voice cracking and a lump in his throat so big that it was painful and felt like it was threatening to suffocate him. "I can't hear anything you're saying. But I'm so sorry for leaving you," he said, his voice finally breaking. Standing up was painful, but he didn't care. He rested his hands on Markus' shoulders before pulling him into a hug. "I'm so sorry," he said. "And Erin... I didn't want to leave you," he said, wiping his face. "I had to save the kids... just like you told me. I had to get them out of there. But they're safe, I promise they're safe, I know that doesn't fix things but... they're safe," he said. It was the strangest feeling, speaking and not being able to hear himself speak, but he had so much to say while he could. Despite the pain coursing through his body, he still couldn't help but feel like this was some strange dream, something where he'd pass out again and the whole thing would be gone, back into the shadows of his mind. He realised then what Markus had been holding out to him; his mask. He took it and stared at it. Was he even that person any more?

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