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sanguine-arena · 1 year

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scrap; misc drabbles #2

desc: during a game against the Alekov Valiant, young hotheaded Neon Knights defenseman Antonio Agnello decides he has to stand up for his goalie. despite swearing that he saw the Valiant’s player run their goalie over, Antonio’s defense partner, Bjarki, separates him from the opposing player in an attempt to calm him down from what seems to be one of his common overreactions.

cw: very mild violence mention, lots of swearing

wc: 1,266

tags: @thetruearchmagos , @hottubraccoon , @elijahrichardwrites , @jezifster , @isherwoodj (dm me if you want to be added/removed)

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“Hey, hey, hey, hey-!”

Antonio ignored the sound of Bjarki’s calls for him or didn’t hear them at all as he took off full speed towards one of the opposing Valiant skaters. He was honed in on the much larger forward, dead set on persecuting him for the crime of taking a run at their goalie after the whistle. His strides were short but powerful nonetheless, ice easily spraying up behind him with every crank he made into it.

He didn’t take much longer to finally catch up with him, and wasted no time throwing a crosscheck into the number eight plastered on the back of his jersey. The much taller blond stumbled from the shock, not expecting the attack even a little bit- he regained his footing and turned around, his green eyes expressing confusion more than anger.

“Hey man, what the fuck? What’s your fuckin’ problem-?” “You know what you did!” Antonio snapped at him, his voice cracking towards the end. He looked up at the other, who was easily a foot taller than him, though that wasn’t a situation Antonio could say he’d never been in before. “You don’t run our fucking goalie like that! Got it?”

Antonio’s blood boiled when he laughed in his face instead of being angry back at him.

“Yeah, okay,” the other said, dismissing him altogether. “Whatever you say, kid.” “Hey! Ant, get over here-” Antonio ignored Bjarki’s calls for him once more, two handing his opponent once more before throwing his stick aside entirely. He threw it and his gloves off in one fluid motion that could only signify this wasn’t the first time he’d done this. He snagged the blond’s jersey in one fist as the taller of the two faltered again, and he pulled down on it with a certain ferocity the other couldn’t say he’d ever seen before. He stumbled over himself once more, and Antonio finally took the opportunity to pounce on him like a cat to a mouse.

The two slammed down to the ice moments later, and Antonio started slamming a flurry of punches into the other’s face. He kept going, even as the other squirmed and tried to fight back without much luck. He managed to crack Antonio in the jaw once in what seemed like pure luck, though it didn’t seem to phase the smaller of the two for too long as he continued wailing on him immediately after he’d popped it back into place enough to relieve the pain for now. He kept going even as bruises began to set in on the other’s face, and the bones in his nose started to crack and shift by themselves.

Whistles from the referees were starting to blare throughout the rink, the sound of them skating over becoming more obvious. Bjarki soon caught up to the fight, as well, and Antonio felt him tugging on the back of his jersey. The first and more gentle of the attempts didn’t get the message to stop through to him, and as such Bjarki was forced to use all of the strength that came with standing at a massive six foot eight to forcefully pull him off of the Valiant skater by his jersey’s collar. He effectively scruffed Antonio off of the other, skating away from the scene with him while the much smaller of the pair furiously squirmed and tried to kick himself away from him.

“What the fuck? I was teaching that guy a fucking lesson-” Antonio said, his tone almost an exasperated shriek as he did. “I was kicking his ass-” The officials helped the Valiant skater up and away from where he’d been attacked, escorting him to his team’s bench while Bjarki tried to reign his defense partner in a bit more. Antonio soon kicked himself free, though Bjarki would never tell him that he’d partly let him go anyway. He put himself between Antonio and any open ice that could’ve led to the Valiant bench, who were all certainly looking on to the scene that Antonio was making right about now.

“What the fuck did you do that for?” Antonio shouted up at him, even giving Bjarki as hard of a shove as he could manage in hopes of riling him up, as well.

Bjarki, eternally unfazeable, sighed softly and looked down at him with what could only be explained as half disappointment and half pity.

“He didn’t even do that on purpose.” “You don’t fucking know that-” Antonio continued his tirade, shoving him again and even teetering on the edge of angry tears. “Didn’t you see what he did? Do you even fucking pay attention?”

“Ant.” Bjarki’s tone was stern, but quiet, and he let himself skate back a couple more inches to give himself more of a buffer. “Calm down. Now. He didn’t run him on purpose.” “I- You’re so fucking stupid! You don’t ever pay attention-” Antonio stumbled over his words, shaking his head frantically to get the tears to stay in his eyes. His thoughts ran at a thousand miles an hour now, and getting anything out coherently seemed impossible. “You don’t ever want to fucking stand up for anyone! You never want to be there for us!” Bjarki couldn’t help but flinch at the accusation, but tightened his jaw and took a deep breath before he responded.

“Ant. Listen to me.” he kept the stern tone, and Antonio could feel how hard he was being stared down right now. “You need to learn to control yourself. You’re a solid defenseman, but you get so riled up and so in your head, and-” “Don’t talk down to me like that!” Antonio’s anger started to falter a bit now, and his hands shook under his gloves. His breaths grew uneven, and he could only hope that Bjarki couldn’t tell. “At least I give a shit about this team! At least one of us is going to stand up for our guys! What are you going to do?”

Antonio’s rage had completely fallen off by his last question, and soon the tears started to pour out of him. He instantly turned his gaze down to his skates, and his shaky breathing was more obvious than he’d ever wanted it to be. Bjarki soon skated closer to him, hesitating before going to wrap an arm around him in an attempt to comfort him now.

“Hey, Ant- let’s go sit, okay? It’s alright, you’re al-”

“Don’t- don’t fucking touch me.” Antonio pushed him away, and soon skated away from him entirely, only to skate towards the Neon Knights’ bench instead of towards the other bench to restart the fight. He didn’t go to restart the fight, like Bjarki had seen him do easily a thousand times before tonight and had expected him to do once more. Antonio hated how quiet he’d sounded, though the lump in his throat from how hard he was trying to hold back crying wouldn’t let him be any louder.

He reached over the bench’s door, fidgeting with the handle for a moment before it finally popped open to let him in. Antonio slammed it behind him and made his way down the tunnel and towards their locker room. Though, if Bjarki were honest, the lack of his usual effort in slamming the door concerned him and made his chest tighten up with worry more than the act of slamming the door itself.

He looked up, and saw the thousands of eyes staring directly at him, and he could’ve sworn he’d be able to hear a pin drop in the arena in that moment.

#drabbles #drabbles/scraps #wip: slaughter season #ch: antonio a.#ch: bjarki e.#this is in the same universe as slaughter season so im putting it under that tag #i accidentally developed these two the other day and made a thing about it #something about a defensive pair consisting of a 5'3 15 year old thats full of rage and a 6'8 32 year old that jsut wants to play the game #it just gets me. its just such a duo. like narratively #bjarki doesnt want to fight anyone and constantly has to pull antonio out of fights #man has never been in a fight himself and he isnt starting today

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austarus · 4 years

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Harrison Wells (Eobard Thawne) x Reader - Integrated Revelations (2/3)

**A/N: The picture/edit/gif does not belong to me.

*Tbh, I was attempting something and I don’t I feel like I’m getting really bad at writing Eobard.. I’m trying ;-; bear with me things will deviate from the plot. Please don’t forget to comment, like, and reblog. It means a lot to content creators of all kinds!

Part 1 Part 3

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You shut your eyes, upon reopening them you soundlessly shifted over to your boyfriends’ side as he spoke with a raspy, chilling voice. Like a Queen should to a King. “I mean, who are you really?” Eobard questioned skillfully; one leg crossed over the other. You glanced between both men before your blank gaze settled upon Barry.

“Dr. Wells, what are you doing?”

Eobard’s demeanor did not falter at Barry’s question. The villainous speedster dropped his leg from where it was and sat forward. He hunched himself, elbows pressed onto the edges of the armrests. “None of it adds up. The interference with the comms, the speed equation, the Time Wraith.” You pressed your lips into a thin line as Eobard shook his head while continuing. Barry eyed the dark-haired scientist closely. “That's what we call them. Time Wraiths. Scary, aren't they?” Eobard chuckled darkly to himself. “I thought, ‘Oh, no, a Time Wraith has found me.’ But then I thought, ‘No, no, no.’ You know what you're doing.” He snapped for emphasis. You dropped your gaze, running your fingers over the back of his chair before deciding to take a step back and lean against the pebbled wall. No matter how many times you were in the Time Vault, it always unsettled you the amount of power and knowledge and secrets Eobard can keep within it “Now, the Time Wraith is after someone who's travelled through time...” Eobard tilted his head at Barry, “and doesn't know what they're doing.” A smirk remained plastered on the Wells imposter while Barry’s eyes flickered up at you momentarily. His apprehensive green hues met Eobard’s icy gaze.

Your speedster boyfriend’s words clicked. This version of Barry doesn’t have the faintest idea of how to manipulate time travel like Eobard. He can easily get caught by those monsters. You crossed your arms as you observed the two speedsters. One in control- potent, as always, and the other rendered helpless in those meta-dampening cuffs. Unlike the other version we met. The one who knows about my powers, who denied me an answer.

Barry looked incredulously at Eobard. Choking out a nonchalant laugh, Barry glanced away while feigning his innocence, but the two of you knew this was not your Barry Allen. “Dr. Wells come on. It's me. It's... it's Barry. I don't...” Barry reached out to touch the cool metal of the cuffs. You wanted to step forward to help him out, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to trust this version of Barry either. At least this one’s not giving me headaches.

“Really? You are good.” Eobard puffs out a curt laugh, shaking his head one more and clapping mockingly. “You are good, and I would believe you, except that…” The scientist sped off from his chair, icy blue eyes with a piercing gaze as he towered over Barry. You took a step forward at Eobard’s sudden display with a frown grazing your features and eyes widening a fraction. Intimidation exuded from the older speedster. But your eyes quickly flickered to see Barry’s response. Nothing. “Nothing? I move like this, you barely flinch.” Barry glared up at Eobard with such abhorring emotions in his eyes. “You know who I am. Don't you?” You watched Eobard taunt Barry as he stepped back beside you, leaning back as well. Tension hung thickly in the air. Barry crinkled his nose at you and Eobard then attempted to phase his hand out of the cuffs but to no avail. He should have known better than to try that with those cuffs on. You cleared your throat as Eobard snickered at the younger speedster. “Oh! And you're from the future. Do you know how I know that? Because I haven't taught my Barry Allen how to phase through objects... yet.”

Barry laughed mirthlessly dismissing your existence, but the speedster knew he was defeated. He wasn’t as skilled in the art of deception as you and Eobard were. “Let me out of here, Thawne.”

You heard Eobard sigh at the utterance of his name. Rolling your eyes at his dramatics, you eyed the speedster while he pushed off the wall. “I know. You're upset.” Eobard dragged his white chair to take a seat once more. The genius deceiver coyly grinned at the scarlet speedster, bound to the wheelchair. “But it does me good to hear that name again. Now, onto the bigger question.” He fumbled with his fingers, anticipation- ideas- possible reasons on exactly why The Flash had decided to take another detour to the past whirled inside his mind.

“Why are you here?” You piped up unfurling your arms, instead tucking your hands into the back of your pants pockets. “You’re from a different time obviously, couldn’t you figure out your own problems from there? Why bother looking for solutions in a past you clearly despise?” Barry refused to answer you. “Or do you always need to run to Dr. Wells whenever little Barry Allen gets stuck?” Eobard glanced back at the venom dripping from your words. The hard look on your face, the sheer coldness settling within your eyes at his archnemesis. It made his heart swoon yet… Eobard felt worried at just how frigid you can be. How easy it was for you to turn off those positive emotions that you carry on inside. Would you do the same to him?

“Because I want to go faster,” Barry’s sneered, an abrupt response after your malicious tone caused Eobard’s head to snap back at towards him. “And he’s the only one who can teach me.” The forensics scientist forced out the statement, a steely expression on his face. Barry narrowed his eyes from you down to Eobard, a hint of curiosity in those hazel-greens. “You're the only one who's figured out the equation. The Speed Force. You've manipulated it. How did you do that?”

Before you could say anything, Eobard stood up with crossed arms, whispering to himself. “No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.” The older speedster locked his gaze at the wall, running the tips of his fingers over the pebbled half-spheres. Curiously, you quirked an eyebrow before your eyes met with Barry’s, who only slightly shrugged at you. Eobard circled Barry, like a predator circling its next kill. Instead… you sensed something was off by the way his shoulders tensed. “You'd only come here if something went wrong.”

You uttered; a wave of uneasiness flooded over you, “What-but-”

“-If you're still alive, then that means...” Eobard turned to Barry with a grimace. He was one the other side of the room now. You were between the two men, a good distance between each. Your fingers fidgeted as they now remain beside you, heart clenching that all of this wouldn’t work. Dread began stirring inside you, fueling the headache you head earlier, and a sense of insecurity snatched your heart. So, the other Barry was onto to something, he just didn’t want to tell me… I don’t-We don’t get our happy ending. “I haven't beaten you. If you're still alive... that means my plan fails.” Eobard swallows thickly as the words escaped him, avoiding your gaze as a pained expression crossed his face. I don’t go home. I don’t end up taking her with me, making her my bride like I promised all those nights ago. Living far away together from The Flash robbing me from anything else that brings me joy. He blinked a few times, his moment of realization that he would fail turned to pure ballistic intentions in milliseconds. “And if my plan fails,” you shuddered at Eobard’s frustration flourishing as he kicked the chair over. You felt stunned in your place. You felt small. You hated whenever he was in these rage fits, especially when they were about Barry. “I don't get to go home, and if that's the case, well, then-” Eobard had aggressively rounded in quick strides to the restrained speedster, a phasing hand slicing through the air to strike Barry.

“No, no, no! Hey, hey, hey! It's the opposite! It's the opposite!” Barry shouted rapidly to stop the futuristic speedster, holding a hand out to protect himself from Eobard’s phasing hand. His other arm reflexively pulled at his restraint, wishing he could phase out of the cuffs and manifest his speed again. “It... you trick me. You harnessed my speed. We turn on the accelerator to create a path for you to go home. I go back in time. You go back to yours.” The scarlet speedster nodded his head in your direction as he spoke up again before letting his eyes meet Eobard’s heated gaze. You dare say that you saw a hint of sadness in the young speedster’s eyes when he looked at you. “She goes with you. You won. Yeah.” Barry took a breath in, muscles taut at the prospect of his enemy killing him before he got the chance to stop Zoom and his reign of terror.

“Eobard, stop.” You didn’t know when during the exchange you had found yourself right by his side, maneuvering yourself to stand in front of him, promptly blocking his view of Barry. “Eo, look at me.” He did. The dark-haired man gave you a dangerous look, jaw clenched while you reached out to hold onto his raised arm. Your fingers touched his wrist gently. “Breathe,” you spoke intently, searching his eyes for any sign of reason that he normally held. “Anger blinds even the strongest of people- the smartest of people, including speedsters.” You told us that. The phasing hand subsided as you lowered it with ease. Eobard shut his eyes, his hand slipping into yours as he reopened them. The speedster knew what you were saying, knew that he needed to rationalize before acting- before he executed this version of The Flash.

A disposable version, if it means anything to you.

Barry ran a hand over his opposite shoulder, his arm was beginning to numb in place, but his eyes never left the two of you. He clenched and unclenched his hand to circulate the blood. As volatile as Harry is back in his time, Eobard was on equal par. The only difference being that you never knew exactly when the Reverse Flash would bite back, or to what degree. Barry made no comment when you linked hands, but the brown-haired CSI caught the flicker of change in Eobard’s eyes. The yellow speedster’s anger dissipated behind those baby blue hues as his gaze softened for you. Barry observed how you and Eobard deeply cared for each other. All over again. He almost felt bad for the events that would surely lead to Eobard’s removal from existence and your forever broken heart. How the two of you would be forever separated. Almost.

You were conflicted. Hurt. Frustrated. You dad no clue what to think. Barry’s your best friend. He wouldn’t… intentionally hurt you, would he? But then a way future version of Barry seemingly dismissed your existence and your concerns over Eobard. Now this version treated you with the same dismissal, if not with even more loathing. Both versions clearly knew you were with the man in the yellow suit, but… Your heart is a kind one, no matter how damaged or twisted it could get. Deep down, you knew that whatever version of Barry you meet along the way, he’d always be your best friend. Even if Eobard did despise the young speedster and his existence.

“Then why are you here? Why are you here now?” The yellow speedster reverted to a more defensive stance; eyes now locked with Barry’s. You turned to look at this version of your best friend.

“Because when I got back, a singularity had formed. And now the only way for me to learn how to get faster and stop the singularity from happening was to come here. Now.”

“Well, that's good to know.” Eobard sighed to himself, icy hues glancing to yours as a twisted smile greeted his features. Barry looked up at you for any indication that you would help get him out. You pursed your lips regretfully with hesitation. Eobard walked over to his chair, setting it back before pacing once more in the Time Vault. The heroic speedster was increasingly growing uncomfortable on the cold ground. “There's just... Just one thing that occurs to me. I don't need you. Do I?” You watched him turn to Barry, dismissing the look you shot him. “Not this you certainly. Oops. You probably should've thought of that before you came back here. Shame...” A malicious laugh left Eobard as he slowly approached Barry’s helpless form, his fingers twitching to use the powers of the negative speed-force to end Barry Allen. “You ran all the way back here just to die.”

“You can’t be serious,” you hissed at the man you love, side-stepping in front of Eobard. The corner of his lips twitched in an unsettling manner; amusement slightly present in his eyes. “You promised me you wouldn’t hurt him!” A quiet air of relief left Barry. He didn’t… He never knew of the promise you had made with Eobard. That his life wouldn’t be in the hands of death in any way. But he could use this.

“This isn’t your Barry,” Eobard protested in a low voice.

“This is a future version of my best friend, whom you promised me you wouldn’t hurt, maim, and/or kill! Our promise includes any version of Barry Allen.” Eobard chewed on the inside of his cheeks at your words, a sour planted itself on his face when he glanced once more at Barry. The man in the yellow suit knew he would honor his promise to you in the end. He keeps his word, after all.

“You heard her, I’m untouchable.” A cocky smile crossed Barry’s face, shooting it right at Barry. You threw a glare at him, shut the fuck up Barry. I’m the only one holding him back from phasing a hand right through your heart. Any version of you. For once, think before you do something like speaking, especially when you aren’t in a state to be taunting an evil speedster that has you bound. “But by all means, you kill me... Barry... this Barry, your Barry, he learns it all.” He gestured to you and Eobard. Dread filled Eobard as Barry continued to tout out words confidently. The speedster had carefully planned this out, just in case he was to get caught by Thawne. “There's a hidden letter telling him how it ends, how to beat you, everything. Anything happens to me; you never make it back home.” Barry turned to you with stoically cold eyes. “She never sees you again.” Take those words as you will, Thawne. Your hands fell limply beside you as you Eobard clenched his hands into tight fists. You heard your heart drum loudly in your ears at the prospect of this Barry’s threat. With heavy feet, you padded away from Barry before turning to eye him with cautious eyes. Eobard’s face was devoid of any emotion as he took a seat while you settled beside him. “Go on. Kill me, Thawne. See how this all ends.” Eobard held his breath, weighing his options. Pros and cons. Gains and losses. “Now, you're gonna help me get faster.” Resting a hand on Eobard’s shoulder you squeezed it, trying to use your touch to convey ease into him while Barry smirked triumphantly at the two of you. Eobard’s face twitched in silent fuming.

“Dr. Wells, Ms. (L/N),” Gideon’s voice cut through the deadly second of silence, “the time wraith has appeared.” The AI broadcasted a screen of Cisco and Caitlin running to the Pipeline, entering the cell that Hartley resides in and sealing it. Its grotesque body swayed in the air. Half-formed limbs scratching the glass as your friends screamed for any indication that this thing can be yoinked away and out of existence.

“Barry! (Y/N)! Dr. Wells!” Caitlin shrieked as the Time Wraith pounded on the glass, shattering a segment, but not piercing through into the cell. Ghostly fumes emitted from the hauntingly decaying figure. Cisco and Hartley were fumbling with the gauntlets while another piercing scream echoed throughout that sector of the labs.

“Oh my god, we have to do something! It’s going to kill them!” You whipped your head to the two of them. They’re the ones with speed.

“You let it track you here,” Eobard turned with a pointed look at Barry.

Barry shook his restraints, with an anxious look, “Get me out of here! Come on!”

Eobard sneered in a gruff tone, “If that thing comes after me and messes with my plans, you're all dead.”

“Now’s not the time to be making death threats, especially when he’s the one with max speed-force in his veins!” You reprimanded Eobard, who threw you a look while rolling his eyes at you before setting Barry free. Standing up, Barry felt his speed return to him as he shook his numbed limb. The two men nodded at each other, yellow and red electricity crackling in the air. Eobard wrapped a lithe limb around your waist, his other hand firmly grasping the back of his wheelchair. Both speedsters sped out of the Time Vault in a torrent of lightning.

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“I'm sorry that we didn't come sooner,” Barry apologized, for the 2nd time as he stepped quickly into the Cortex with you trailing behind him and Eobard. His heart was heavy at the prospect of his presence here was causing his friends more trouble than he intended. Caitlin and Cisco took their respective seats at the main Cortex monitors while you and Dr. Wells lingered a bit behind.

“It's all right, Inky's gone. I don't see anything,” Cisco breathed out, eyes focused on the computer screen. He flipped through all the camera footage before turning his head to Dr. Wells. “You know, we'd be toast if wasn't for Hartley and those gauntlets.”

“Well, self-preservation is a very strong motivator, but he stays in the cell until I say otherwise,” Eobard starkly dictated, subtly out of breath from the little run around the labs to the Pipeline. Your eyes raked over him worriedly. He didn’t have all his speed, especially since he used up a good amount on Christmas. Eobard’s body’s still feeling the side effects of his speed-force in a state of flux.

Cisco turned back to the monitors, “Okay, I'm just saying.”

“So, the two places this thing has attacked are here and CCPD.” You took your tablet and ran scans over the Labs then the city for an abnormal particle signature. You also had Gideon secretly run a scan over Barry’s lab, just in case it decided to make a reappearance there. Particularly ones of tachyons or from the speed-force.

“The common denominator being...” Caitlin trailed off, swiveling her chair towards Barry.

“Me. Yeah, I know. I just... I don't know why.” Barry let out an exasperated sigh.

“Well, you must have done something to piss him off.” Cisco added in; his computer pinged negatively after a couple of scans. “Satellite hasn't found anything.”

Eobard nervously wrung his hands, eyes meeting yours for a moment. “We need to find a more permanent solution to this problem.” He gestured when he continued to Caitlin and Cisco. “Start by repairing Hartley's gauntlets. That's about as good a first step as any.”

“I got some parts for it.” Cisco nodded at Dr. Wells, glancing at you. You already knew what he was about to ask.

“I’ve got any vitals and scans for the city until you two come back.” You held up your tablet with a little smile on your face. “Don’t worry, I’ve go your back.”

“Let's go for it,” Caitlin grinned, turning to Cisco. The two of them took their leave. Once they were out of earshot and out of sight you whipped around with an incredulous look on your face.

“You don't know how to stop a Time Wraith?” You and Barry both quired, which irritated Eobard at the sync.

“None of us do.” The speedster responded roughly. You felt bad for Eobard, his entire plan to get home is in jeopardy because of a future version of Barry. “That's why we always try and avoid them in our travels.”

“‘We’?” You and Barry just gave each other looks, simultaneously responding together once more. The scarlet speedster sneered at you, that was enough to shut you up and take a seat back at the monitors.

“‘Speedsters’... we're not the only two out there, you know?”

“This isn't the first time I've time traveled. How come I've never seen one of these until now?”

Eobard stood up, his demeanor clearly showed he was pissed and exasperated, but he kept his emotions in check. Especially with the Time Wraith looming around somewhere. He stepped closer towards Barry. “Because you ran out of luck.” You watched Barry lean against the railing, shaking his head when Eobard continued before grudgingly meeting your eyes. You offered him a sympathetic smile, he reluctantly returned it. “And Time Wraiths hate it when speedsters manipulate the timeline, and now that thing's gonna do everything it can to end you.” You wanted to say something but decided against it. Barry scoffed at Eobard, rolling his eyes when the man turned away from him. “Here's what we're gonna do. You're gonna go to CCPD. You're gonna see what you can find to help us stop this thing-” Eobard nodded at you. You collected your things and got up, ready to work. “-We'll do the same here.”

“Well, what am I supposed to be looking for?

You started, “Barr, You're in forensics-“

“-Figure something out.” The man in the yellow suit only sent a warning glare to Barry, pulling his damned wheelchair along with him.

“Hey, what about the equation? Me getting faster?” Barry’s nostrils flared, stepping forward and gesturing to the clear board that held the speed equation.

“If we don't stop this thing, there's gonna be no point in me teaching you anything.” With that the two parted, Eobard sat back in his chair and he wheeled to his side lab whereas Barry let out an exhausted sigh. He rubbed his face, eyes meeting yours once more. Grabbing his coat, the young speedster pushed past you, his shoulders bumping yours. The action didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend, who narrowed his eyes from afar then turned back to his work. Your eyes lingered for a moment before an idea popped into your head.

“I think I should go with him,” you turned towards Eobard, running a hand over your hair and loosening your hair out of the hair tie. Maybe that’ll help with the headaches.

“What?”

“With Barry”

“No, absolutely not!”

“Why not?” You pouted, taking a seat beside him. You subtly wanted to see how many buttons you can push while this version of Barry was here.

“Over my. Rotting. Corpse.”

You froze at his comment, his body was already turned away from you. A mental image of Eobard’s corpse vividly plagued you. Blinking a few times, that phrase echoed in your head. It’s like I’ve heard that before… but where? You needed to shake the feeling off. “Don’t say things like that! If anything happens, I’ll let you know what’s going on.” You lightly slap his arm. The corner of Eobard’s lips turned up slightly then he leaned over for a kiss. You gave him a chaste one to finish your defense on the situation. “Plus, you and I both know you can handle things here at the lab. You don’t need me around.”

“I will always want you to be around me, even if I’m working. Besides the point- stay away from Barry.” He emphasized. “The Time Wraith is here for him; it hasn’t detected me. I don’t…” Eobard sighed through his nose, his gaze locked onto yours and you felt your breath hitch. “I can’t lose you to that monster.”

“…”

“Please, kitten.” He looked at you desperately.

“Only because you said ‘please’,” you kissed his cheek fondly, giving in to him. You didn’t miss the way his voice strained at the thought of losing you or the fact that he asked. Eobard generally never asks, not until he met you. The speedster glanced at you when you were recalibrating the satellites, he noticed the fake grin that you plastered on your face at his corpse comment. He made a mental note to ask you what’s wrong later. It hurt his heart to see you put up a wall right now, but it was understandable, to say the least. “You know, I always like watching you work.”

“Why is that?”

“Dunno, maybe I just like watching you work your magic with those capable hands of yours.”

“I can show you just how capable these hands are tonight.” Your speedster wiggled his eyebrows at you, eliciting a deep blush and giggle. His hand left the device on the table, resting on your thigh. You felt your body temperature spike up even more at his touch.

“Eobard, you can’t say things like that at work!”

“Why not? I’m the boss.” The speedster whispered to you, his blue eyes hypnotizing you. Eobard leaned close, slotting himself to kiss your neck a few times.

A sweet sigh left your lips. “What if the others walk in on us?” You pressed a hand against his sturdy chest. Eobard pressed a kiss below your ear before a chuckle left his lips.

“I’m sure they’ll allow me a free pass, just this once.”

***

After a few hours or so, Cisco and Caitlin came back with the gauntlets. The two explained how the managed to save every piece and analyze their potential. Cisco and Dr. Wells remained in a heavily – mechanical engineer type of conversation that you and Caitlin stayed silent for.

“So, can these gauntlets be salvaged?” Dr. Wells questioned, wheeling closer to the displayed Hartley’s sonic gauntlets.

“Their electron guns are fried,” Cisco shook his head.

“So, it shorted the wave tubes-“

“-And destroyed the amplifiers.” They both finished the thought.

“Yeah, but to be honest with you, I don't know how to manipulate the frequency variance.” Cisco spoke, glancing at the three of you.

“Hartley would know.” Caitlin added in, hands on her sides, “He's the one who did it.”

“As much as a dick that he was, he seems to be an expert with sound waves and frequency variance of such caliber,” you mused, nodding with Caitlin.

“See if he can help, but he stays in the cell,” the genius scientist instructed,

“But then what? That thing's gonna come back.” Cisco retaliated

“I don't know,” Dr. Wells stated exasperatedly. He didn’t know what to do, Hartley’s guns were the only thing he’s known to deter the Time Wraiths. If only the electron guns weren’t fired then he would have been able to dissect and adjust the gauntlets.

“Hey, its going to be ok,” you tried reassuring everyone, mainly Eobard. “We always end up crossing over these kinds of bridges. We’ve got the smartest minds and the most skilled scientists here.” Cisco and Caitlin smiled a bit at you. But you saw the calculating look on Eobard’s eyes. The futuristic villain was taking this harder than Barry himself, walking on eggshells particularly with concealing his speed. Taking any precaution to ensure his safety as well as yours. Your boyfriend explained that if you had gotten closer to the Time Wraith it would sense you. You blushed slightly at the next thought Theoretically, he said his speed-force signature particles had rubbed off on me… Probably from one too many nights of-

“Where is he? Where's the other Flash?” A different Barry demanded. Your version of Barry demanded, out of breath and pissed as hell. Your eyes widened at the sudden appearance of this time’s Flash, mouth open for a bit before closing it. Eobard just covered his face, silently counting to 10 before he choked a bitch.

Well shit, I totally forgot about our Barry.

“Right here.”

Well fuck

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museswithinx · 4 years

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sirenmother said: “ i’ll see you soon. oh, and it just may be sooner than you think.” { Hades for Adrian }

*: ･ﾟ✧ alexander mahone quotes, part one.

Having spent the last two days in a drug-induced sleep, Adrian would have thought that he was good on the rest for a bit. However, with phase two of Elysium having begun and the influx of problems they were about to face as a result of that, he was actually feeling rather exhausted. His head barely hit the pillow of the bed he shared with Seph before it was lights out.

It wasn’t a very peaceful sleep though. A cold shift in energy pulled him from his happier dreams of her into a dark room that strangely resembled a prison cell in some hellistic alternate reality. Momentarily confused at the sudden change, Adrian looks around him until he finds the source and begins to understand what was going on.

“Of course it’s you,” he laughs dryly. After Hades’s whole deal with his mother blew up in his face, he should have expected a not-so-pleasant visit from the man himself. “Man, I always knew you were an obsessive piece of shit, but there really aren’t any levels you won’t stoop to in order to ruin any happiness that doesn’t revolve around you, is there? I mean, it’s one thing to manipulate my mother, but killing your so-claimed ‘love of a lifetime’ and making her a prisoner so she won’t come after me... That takes the whole fucking cake. You really don’t know when to quit, do you?”

Stepping closer to him, he could feel the hatred for this one man boiling his very blood. Hades had taken her choice and her mortality for his own selfish gain. Even just hearing those stories before he met the man was enough to make him hate him. He didn’t deserve her and he never would and that was why he needed to die. Because he would never stop taking everything from her.

“You are not getting rid of me that easily. You think you can scare me off with shit like this?” He gestures around him in their current setting of Hades’s choosing. “You can make all the deals you want, but I will keep coming back every single time. I’m in it for the long haul and I will fight the good fight until she is finally free of you. So you’d better enjoy your reign while it lasts because I’m about to bring your whole kingdom crumbling.”

If Hades was bothered, he didn’t show it, but that was the thing about arrogance. He thought he was untouchable and it was going to be his downfall. Adrian would see to that personally. With a light chuckle, Hades dismisses his speech though with, “ i’ll see you soon. oh, and it just may be sooner than you think.”

“Yeah, we’ll see,” he snaps back, “I have zero intention of dying, so you’d better hope the ace up your sleeve is good enough to kill me this time because I will never stop coming for you.”

#sirenmother #( adrian hunter ; )#( adrian & hades tag ; )#alexander mahone quotes meme #answered #//oof the complete and utter hatred here #adrian is so pissed about what happened to seph #he is hungry for that blood

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psychcam · 5 years

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OTHER FRIENDS .

WOW I CANT WRITE FOR DAYS BUT HERE I AM WRITING FANFICTION IN EIGHT HOURS .

disclaimer : I do not own the joker blog , the dark knight , the joker , harley quinn , joan ferguson. & zara belongs to @rowemuse / @clowncam . all other oc’s and characters belong to me.

summary : when zara enters arkham asylum with a plan to demolish her past ; things get a little tricky when jack napier joker has a set of other friends .

TRIGGER WARNINGS : GORE , LANGUAGE , BRUTAL DEATH . BLOOD . CLOWNS

timeline: jack napier and zara were friends in high school until harleen quinzel came around . their friendship is at risk when jack and harleen get together . a fight between zara and jack land her dead ---- or so he thought. years later jack and harley were together in a strained relationship , harleen having his children helleen napier and jack napier jr . after 13 years of being together , jack believes his girlfriend and two children are holding him back from being the person he wants to be. he leaves in the dead of night without a trace . three years later the joker emerges and reins down on gotham city . after he is put under arrest and taken to arkham asylum it’s not long after that harleen quinzel a woman he used to know putting up the facade of a doctor with a wonderful fiance and two perfect children becomes his doctor. harleen hides the fact she knows who the joker truly is. instead she uses him as a way to get on top but that only makes joker grow an unhealthy obsession with her. after many sessions joker breaks out to crash his ex’s wedding , kill her fiance and gain the trust of his children again as a means to turn them against harleen. as guy kopski harleen’s fiance is dead , and harleen and joker facing off in a gun to loon showdown harleen leaves her wedding with her children. joker is brought back to arkham asylum and not long after he starts a riot . bringing down harleens new reign as head of arkham staff . he turns doctor harleen quinzel into his jester queen of crime , and his children the princess and prince of crime . a year later a nurse at arkham named claire turns out to not be what she seems . zara wren comes to end the joker family’s rein on arkham , failing miserably she ends up in arkham herself.

THERE THEY ALL WERE ! ALL FOUR OF THEM ! A HAPPY LITTLE FAMILY !

amongst the riot and blaring of sirens . amongst the yelling , screaming & crying of others zara wren had her target . THE JOKER. his little family would just be collateral damage to her revenge .

Throwing her nurse cap to the side and popping her neck , she reaches down her blouse reaching into the confines of the holster strapped against her ribs . eyes narrow but a large smile , teeth baring and visibly filled with RAGE .

❝ - well , well , well ! let me get a look at the MENAGERIE ! ❞ zara spoke in a light voice , hand moving to cock her gun as she walked over , black tresses of hair moving in front of her face as she tilted her head down looking at them all . ❝ you must be HELLE ! ❞ she looked over at the blonde teen , who looked back at her with confusion her shiv held tight in her hands . she twisted her head quickly to look over the long haired teen . ❝ you must be JACK JUN'YA'! ❞ zara gave a smile that twitched and faltered momentarily as she looked him over . he looked just like his FATHER. she forced herself to look at joker's goon girlfriend . eyes locking with her harshly . rage built up . ❝ and HARLEEN QUINZEL- well, he took you with him . ❞ her teeth barred once more , forcing a smile of sacerine on her face . ❝ - ISN'T THAT JUST SWELL !❞

Harley's eyes widened , cherry lips parting a gape in shock . familiarity in her eyes . remembering that old scorned JEALOUSYin zara's jaded blue eyes . she tilted her head some . inclining it forward before meeting the joker's eyes . joker's eyes were narrowed . the game would start soon !

❝ - it CAN'T BE. ❞ harley whispered . she stepped forward . a protective stance to guard her children and the joker . both her eyebrows raised as zara began to laugh .amused and angry was zara'a style of laughter .

❝ OH BUT IT CAN BE , AND IT IS !❞ zara swung her arms up , gun waving in a circle . ❝ and I gotta' new look and a few new toys . ❞ she looked her gun over , she pointed it at harley . ❝ that's gonna put an end to your - ❞ she looked over the family and snarled . a look of disgust filling her features . ❝ HAPPILY EVA' AFTA' , ONCE AND FOR ALL ! ❞ finger places itself on the trigger of her gun , and pressing it . the joker had grabbed harley's arm and yanked her to the side quickly before it was pulled . zara gave a look at joker , filled with ANGER & HATE .

Joker gave a look at helle and nodded his head . pulling harley roughly with him as he took off down the hallway , jack jr behind them . looking back as helle took off down the same corridor - however , entering the bathing quarters of the asylum . ( HELLE ! ) the screams of harley were heard as she was dragged down the hallway by the man who should have sworn to protect their little girl .

Zara gave a look . as much as she would have loved harley to be the first KILL ; joker's lil' girl will just have to do . after all , they were so CLOSE . she stood there a moment , watching helle enter the room . she smirked leaning down and sticking her gun in her boot and pulling out a switchblade . no need to waste another bullet .

A skip to her step began as she went down the hall , twirling the blade in her hands . she turned and faced the door the girl went in . bringing her foot up she kicked it open . zara stepped in , looking at the shower stall , eyes flash to the tub running . scalding water falling into its confines. What did helle have planned ?

Walking over to the closed stalls , whistles of a tune she felt in her heart left her plump lips. ❝ - oh helle ! come out , come out , wherever you are . ❞ she said in a sing-songy voice , she pushed a stall open slowly .

SHIV IN HELLE'S HANDS , standing on top of the toilet of the fourth stall down . she had this plan made out for someone else , but this BITCH would have to do .

SLAM ( ' you can't hide forever ! 'zara sang ) SLAM. one more . eyes narrow on helle's part . ready for the strike . a sickly evil grin spreads upon helle's face like a cheshire cat . come on , come on ! DO IT !

SLAM , ❝ surprise , BITCH ! ❞ helle shouted as she shot at her , jumping off the toilet ; shiv coming down on zara ! MEANT FOR HER CHEST , but got the face ! blood spews from zara wound , in result covering helle's hand . zara steps back harshly knife dropping as the impact made her hit against the wall of the bathing room.

Zara used the sleeve of her nursing uniform to wipe at the blood going down her face . she looked at helle slowly , anger filling her eyes . a growl leaving her lips as helle giggled . helle stepped forward kicking the knife out of reach and out of sight .

❝ I think there's been a MISUNDERSTANDING here ! ❞ helle giggles and points her shiv towards zara's face . zara's blood still dripping down her hand and in result down her arm . ❝ the joker family ? - we run GOTHAM NOW. we've establish- ❞

❝ - YEAH YEAH , i've heard . ❞ she snapped , interrupting helle . she looked at her with a scowl , but a smile formed upon zara's lip . ❝ i've had your guys' little message to gotham ON LOOP ! ❞ she yelled throwing herself at helle , landing on top of her and grabbing her by her hair . her other hand holding down the wrist of the hand that held the shiv . ❝ I just LOVEthe part where JACK NAPIER spends the rest of his days in this MISERABLE CITYwith a bunch of NOBODIES !❞ it was obvious she was getting angrier and angrier with each statement she said .

It finally clicked in helle's head that her father and this woman once knew each other once upon a time. she struggled against the woman's grip . there was one thing helle lacked . and that was physical strength. Her free hand reaches up and grabs a fistfull of the woman's hair .

Zara didn't let that act phase her , she let loose a laugh . she pulled helle's head up , still holding a firm grip on the girl's hair . ❝ that's right ! I've heard the story over and over again ! ❞ she bashed the back of helle's head into the tiled floor . helle giving a shriek of pain , and then laughter of her own. . ❝ GEE ! it's swell to finally meet HISother friends ! ❞ she bashed helle's head once more against the cold tiles . hearing a crack as the tile broke underneath helle's skull.

ADRENALINE PUMPING. helle gave a harsh shove with her free hand . effectively shoving zara off her who fell back onto the tile with a thud she gave a giggle in result . . helle got up quickly and threw her shiv at the ground . blood covered the tiles where helle's head once was . a dull ache helle felt , but not fully due to her sudden adrenaline rush . though her vision blurred slightly , her body swayed ever so ! black spots clouded her vision - BUT A NAPIER NEVER GIVES IN !

Zara noticed the way helle was beginning to fade , and she would absolutely use it to her advantage !she stood up and stalked towards her , watching helle bare her teeth like an animal , but visibly too weak and probably seeing doubles too do anything about it . zara's hand grabbed helle's cheek . ❝ what did he SAYabout me ? what did he say ? ❞ pretending to be tender , a sad look clouded zara's vision . hopeful that jack talked about her . that maybe even after all these yearshe still talked about her. Yet , at helle's confused look anger clouded her thoughts and eyes once more . ❝ WHAT DID HE DO WITHOUT ME ? , what did he do ?! ❞ she yelled in helle's face , anger and hurt lacing zara's voice . she pulled helle to her chest , feeling the girl give a weak struggle as she backed towards THE TUB. a hand reached up and stroked helle's hair , helle's fists weakly hitting at zara's sides . but helle's fight was dwindling . HER DRIVE was failing .

Finally zara shoved helle onto the ground in front of the tub , helle gasping for air as she was beginning to find it hard to breathe ! helle reached a hand up to the back of her head , bringing it down she looked at her once pale hand to find it covered in her own blood . she looked up at zara , as zara dropped down to her knees beside helle . helle brought her hand up to push zara away , but zara grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly . her other hand grabbing the hair connected to the back of helle's head and pulling it back . bringing her head back and hitting it against the tub . she let go and stopped the water . the tub overflowing by the time she stopped it. The heat of the water leaving steam in the air . she rolled her eyes as helle now laid on her side holding the front of her head letting out little strained giggles . she pulled helle up by her hair back onto her knees and then let go grabbing her chin . making helle look at her. The amused , yet terrified look in helle's eyes almost made zara stop . ALMOST .

❝ what did he play without me ? what did he play ?❞ zara asked in a pleading voice . a mess of her raven hair in her face . eyes gaining tears that she wouldn't shed . when helle didn't answer she grabbed helle by the hair once more holding blood stained blonde curls in a death grip . ❝ DID HE THINK AFTER ALL THIS TIME I WOULDN'T FIND OUT ABOUT YOU ?! ❞ helle's manic laughter ran out , helle had a feeling what was gonna happen next . all she could do was LAUGHabout it , LAUGHat her !

Anger filled zara's gut as she used her entire strength to shove helle's head and almost her entire top half of her body into the scalding water . zara's arms also in that hot water , which made her scream but she wouldn't let go . she screamed over helle's scream as she kept the young girl under the hot water . she didn't stop not until the girl's screaming and struggles finally let up . when HELLE QUINN - NAPIER WAS NO MORE . zara let go looking over quickly as the bathing room door swung shut , the sound of running heard .

❝ that's right i've heard the story over and over again - gee , it's swell to finally meet his other friends . ❞ she said in a bland voice , getting up and watching as helle's lifeless form landed on the floor of the bathing room . she walked over to where helle threw her shiv and picked it up .

HUFFING & PUFFING as he finally made it back to his parents . jack jr gave a look . his mind was reeling & in peril . his sister …. She was dead . joker gave a look at jack jr when he arrived without his sister next to him . joker was growing annoyed by the second as that NOBODY was terrorizing HIS ASYLUM &NOW HIS THINGS .

❝ she killed her , she killed helle . ❞ jack jr said , a far off look in his eyes . he couldn't let it upset him . not now at least . not when some looney toon bitch was trying to take her hand at ruining their NEW ARKHAM . harley gave a sudden wail , high pitch in nature . harley's only baby girl was now dead , and her and joker didn't DO ANYTHING TO PROTECT HER . guilt wracked at her bones . she was a terrible mother ! but all harley could do now was try her BEST TO PROTECT HER SON.

Harley wiped her eyes . ❝ - it really is her . ❞ harley whispered and shook her head , pulling her arm from the joker's grip . she ran a hand through her hair slowly .

Zara was agile , she managed to catch up to them all while humming the same tune from before the blade of helle's shiv scraping against the wall. yet , as she heard harley's words she paused her walking and humming . remaining hidden around the corner . she tilted her head . her arms still red from the scalding water , but the bleeding of her cheek had come to a stop ; however blood still stained down her cheek and chin and onto her nurses uniform .

Joker rolled his eyes licking his lips slowly . his hand snatching harley's arm once more . if they needed to get out of here , he was LEAVING with her . he didn't care about the other two like harley did . harleen was still his only interest . she was new . ❝ she isn't uh - serious. ❞ joker licked his lips and tilted his head . ❝ she's just a DOLLplaying dress - up , who can't get over the past . ❞ he shrugged and narrowed his eyes . ❝ and you , probably led her right to us , junior . ❞

Zara gave a quiet growl , tilting her head . her fingers tightening around helle's shiv . SHE WAS THE ONE PLAYING DRESS UP ?! has he looked in the mirror lately ?! she bit her lip to contain herself .

❝ you guys know her ? WHO IS SHE ? ❞ jack snapped . at the sound of someone punching the wall , jack jr looked behind him . his eyes narrowed . he looked at his father and gave a nod . joker started heading off to harleen's office , dragging harley with him . harley gave a terrified look back at jack jr . hand held out to him as if begging him to grab onto her . jack gave an apologetic look and turned away from her .

Jack tilted his head as zara came out of hiding . tears in her eyes . JACK REALLY DID NEVER TALK ABOUT HER . however , she paused upon looking at jack junior closely . rage still building a fire into her gut . he looked just like the boy she used to know !

As she stepped closer humming that tune , thoughts of what she was going to do with this lousy little JACK NAPIER COPY & PASTE ! - she stopped . getting closer made tears spring in her eyes . that look in the boys eyes , it looked just like HIS. just like his - flashes of jack napier and jack jr kept flashing between both in front of her . she COULDN'T DISTINGUISH WHO HE WAS !jack napier or jack jr ?! she grabbed the sides of her head .

Until finally all she could see she was JACK NAPIER ! and she was going to give that traitorous BITCH a piece of her mind !

❝ who am I ? WHO AM I ?! what are you even saying? ❞ she screamed at him . she pointed a finger at him tears welling up in her eyes , and FALLING . jack jr took a step back as she came closer with the shiv still in her hand . finally , jack jr's back hit the stone of the wall . ❝ I'm the LOSERof the game you didn't know you were PLAYING ! ❞ she pointed the shiv at him , but she gave pause . he was looking RIGHT AT HER PAST ! right at her enemy but she was frozen .

Jack jr furrowed his brows and tilted his head , and then his eyes went blank . a smirk coming to his features . she was addressing him as if he were his father . . . she thought he was jack napier . he could use that to his advantage . he took a step forward and held his hands up . ❝ doll , didja' miss me? ❞ jack jr spoke gently . ❝ how about we put this behind us , yeah ? ❞ he nodded

❝ no ! let's PLAY another game ! this time I GET TO WIN !❞ she swung at him with the shiv , jack jr dodged jumping back once again hitting the wall . a pained expression upon zara's face as she watched JACK. could there really be another chance for them ?! she lowered her weapon . she tilted her head. Slowly she looked at the smirk on jack's face and looked back up .

❝ let's play like old times …. ❞ jack jr paused his words , as he saw the look on her face . she looked like she was CRACKING ! ❝ come on , sweetie. lets get out of here . ❞he stepped forward again , once more . until he grabbed her pulling her into his chest . zara kept her arms at her sides , her left eye gave a twitch . JACK NAPIER never called her sweetie . she looked up at him , eyes WIDE .

Finally , that GOOD FANTASY turned into A TERRIBLE REALITY. jack napier's face disappeared and was REPLACED WITH JACK JR . teeth barred like a wild animal ! she STABBED HIM with the shiv , deep into his side , blood soaking her hands as she yanked it out . jack jr gave a groan and took a step back grabbing his side and looking at her with a heated look . he brought a hand back to slap her but she grabbed his hand as it went to go down on her , twisting it roughly !

❝ LIVES ON THE LINE ! ❞ she stabbed him in the stomach and falling back with him as the tall boy fell . he looked up at her with wide TERRIFIED EYES . just like his sister. ❝ WINNER TAKES ALL ! ❞ she ripped the blade out and stabbed him in the neck ripping it out , and then began to repeatedly STAB HIM. ❝ READY OR NOT , LETS BEGIN ! ❞

CHEST , NECK , STOMACH & HEAD ! and then jack jr was NO MORE. his eyes staring off into oblivion . she left the shiv in his head as she rolled off him . she looked at her hands and arms , covered in blood from jack jr and blisters from the burns of that scalding water from helle . the games almost finished . she sat up and reached into her boot pulling out the gun . time to finish the game .

❝ gee , it's swell to finally beat his other friends . ❞ she said with a smirk . looking at jack jr and reaching a hand over . running her hand over his cheek . she slowly reached to his eyes and closed the lids . she turned her head to look towards harleen's office . she pulled herself up and began humming , cocking her gun roughly .

A skip to her step once more , humming all the while . though , her skips weakened as she reached the door . the fire emergency box catching her eyes as she reached harleen's door . more importantly what caught her eye was the small handheld axe inside it .

Harley sat upon her desk , facing the door . she was waiting for jack jr . she wouldn't allow joker or herself to escape through the window without him . and the only reason she believed joker allowed them to do so was because she threatened never to forgive him for this .

❝ what did ya' do to her ? ❞ harley snapped looking back at joker with a snarl . ❝ someone who runs away from home , doesn't just come back ta' KILL YA' FAMILY ,MISTA J !❞ harley yelled . joker gave a look at her , growing angry at harley for talking to him the way she was . he couldn't have his girl getting ballsy . however , today he'd give her the benefit of the doubt . after all , her daughter just died and probably their son too .

❝ remember , harleen ? when I was tellin' ya' about my first kill ? ❞ joker licked his lips . he cocked his head to the side . eyebrows shooting up , waiting a moment for his sweet little clueless quinzel to connect the dots . when she did he gave a nod . ❝ guess she - ah , wasn't really it . ❞ he shrugged . harley shot up and slapped him in the chest .

❝ she was our friend ! ❞ she said in horror . but harley knew the truth . when harley came around - zara use to get jealous . she'd grow quiet , use to give her the stink eye . she knew zara LOVED JACK NAPIER. however , she stayed . SHE DROVE THEM APART , like a wedge in between an unbreakable bond . joker shoved her back onto the ground . a laugh leaving his lips .

❝ ah, no puddin' she was my friend . she hated you. ❞ he pointed at her . ❝ so , I uh - guess you could say this is all because of YOU. ❞ joker smiled , teeth barring in that way of his . as if acting like he hated being right .

Harley let out a shutter of a breath . he was right . this was all her fault . if only she had stayed away . tears left her eyes and she brought her hands to her face covering her eyes as she cried on the ground . bringing her knees to her chest . joker smirked to himself , time to swoop in like a hero and make her rememberwhy she loves him so much . he went to bend down - but paused -

❝ baby , - ❞ harley started and then flinched .

CRASH ! an axe blade sticks out of the door . and then gets pulled out . a thin arm sticking through the hole and reaching for the door handle . turning the lock and then the arm disappeared .

Harley stood up slowly , looking at the door . she looked at the joker with a sad look . grabbing his hands . ❝ when you're tired from the fight , when you're losing your mind - ❞ harley gave a pause a scared smile as the door to her office opened . ❝ I'm gonna be right by your side , no matter what . ❞ joker gave a look , confused by her sudden display of emotion . and then it dawned on him . what she was ready to do for him . die forhim . he raised a brow at her .

Zara stepped inside . axe in one hand , gun in her pocket . she was having too much fun to use that gun. However , a scowl falls on her as she sees this tender moment between jack napier and harleen quinzel . nothins' changed from highschool . shoved aside and left to ROT. she raised the axe over head with both hands .

As harley left joker's side and turned to face her , zara gave a blank stare . as the axe she had in her hands she threw as hard as she could . the axe landing smack between harley's eyes . the blonde jester fell to her knees and landed face first onto the ground . harley wasn't worth zara's effort . SHE HAD TO SAVE WHAT SHE HAD LEFT FOR HIM.

That's when it clicked in joker's head , harley wasn't ready to die for him . harley was ready to die to be with her children . annoyance flickered in his eyes as he looked at zara .

A sudden smirk filled the joker's features . ❝ hi , zee . ❞ he smacks his lips . ❝ how was uh - MEETING MYOTHER FRIENDS ?! ❞ he raised his eyebrows , suddenly cracking up . doubling over from laughing so hard .

Zara gave a smirk , ❝ BEATING your other friends you mean, jack . ❞ she growled at him. Joker laughed even harder making him stand up once more he looked at her hands falling to his hips. He stepped toward her , inclining his head down at her .

❝ tell me , pun'kin ? ❞ the joker clicked his tongue looking up at the wall of the office . looking at the jester painting . the one he painted for harleen . now how did that get there , harley never got that picture . he destroyed it . he smirked some and looked at zara . ❝ - didn't this seem a little too easy ? almost like it wasn't - REAL ?! ❞ he was dangerously close to her now . grabbing her shoulders and squeezing them .

Zara stood stock still , eyes wide and then she looked at her hands . hands and arms clean of any blood , looking at the full size body mirror in harleen's office . there was no joker in it . she looked at joker , to make sure he was there . HE WAS ! she looked back at the mirror . it was just her , standing in harleen's office . no dead harley , no joker ❝ no - NO! ❞ zara yelled at the reflection and then looked at Joker arms suddenly shooting up and hands wrapping around his neck . pushing him until he was against the wall. ❝ NO , I WIN ! I FINALLY WIN ! ❞ tears she didn't know she was shedding fell down her face in pools . a sob racking her body as she continued to choke him.

Joker laughed and laughed whilst zara choked him , not putting up a fight . only holding her arms as she choked him . until finally laughter tuned into trying gasps for air . though that smile still stuck on his face as blood covered fingernails dug into her forearms . and then joker sank to the floor , zara going with him , kneeling in front of him as she watched the light leave his eyes . and joker was no more . she slowly brought her hands away , her tears still falling from her eyes . her hands go to her mouth as she releases a sob .

Slowly gets on her hands and knees , looking at the carpet taking deep breaths . she met joker's lifeless eyes , she looked over his slumped body . hands at his sides . she took a deep harsh breathe , wiping her hand over her tear stricken face . she crawled between his legs , turning and sitting between them . he was still warm . with a shakey hand , she reached down and took his lifeless hand in hers wrapping his arm around his chest . ❝ I finally won, aren't'chya' proud of me ? ❞ she leaned against him . letting a laugh leave her as she squeezed his arm against her . her other hand reached into her pocket . pulling out her gun . she pressed the barrel against her temple .

Without joker , she didn't have a reason to keep on living . she gave a sharp breath in . ❝ it really was swell , meeting your other friends jack . who knows - maybe they could have been mine too . ❞

BANG .

JOAN FERGUSON , the new warden of arkham asylum gave a raised eyebrow look at the girl strapped to the bed . a lifeless look in the woman's eyes as she stared at the young woman whispering to herself ❛ I won … I won ❜ . what could possibly be going on in this girl's head .

Ferguson gave a sigh . ❝ who is this ? and what happened ? ❞ she asked in a stern voice to the nurse . the nurse gave a small scared look . the nurse looked down at the chart , so she wouldn't have to look at her new warden . ❝ well , out with it . ❞ ferguson snapped .

❝ her name's zara wren , ❞ the nurse started . ❝ harley quinn states she found her trying to kill helle quinn in the bathing room . her and helle then bashed her head into the tub and tried to drown her in hot water . the joker and jack were there rooting it on . ❞ the nurse sighed . ❝ she then had a meltdown in medical & tried to kill the doctor , and myself . we had to sedate her . ❞ the nurse finished . ferguson gave a hum in response .

A guard cleared his throat . ❝ what should we do with her? Throw her into max? ❞ he asked with a cross of his arms . ferguson's eyes darted towards him . she shook her head. ❝ no , no we'll have her thrown back into the general population once she comes off the sedative . ❞ ferguson nodded to herself . watching the nurse and guard nod and walk off . ferguson smirked to herself . reaching into her pockets she pulled out leather black gloves , putting them on herself she places two fingers on zara's cheek , slowly bringing them under her chin and making zara look up at her . a soft look , yet her ' emotions ' didn't quite reach her eyes .

❝ I have other plans for you , miss wren . you will win ❞

THE END.

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Caught In Between [4]

Pairing : Oh Sehun x Reader/ Kim Jongin x Reader

Genre : Angst / Fluff

Words : 2.9k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4. Pt 5.

November 19th, 2016

I cursed under my breath, dropping the tray that was in my hands. I held my right hand to my chest and ran over to the sink. I bit my bottom lip to the point where I was able to taste blood on my tongue. I stuck my hand under the running water, wincing at the pain that didn’t seem like it was going to go away any time soon. I cursed and did all I could to make the pain go away but it seems like the burn was worse than I thought.

“What the hell did you do this time?” Jongin asked, taking my wrist in his hand and inspecting the burn on my palm.

I pulled my wrist out of his grip and stuck my hand back under the water, “Don’t worry about it, it's nothing.”

Months later and we were still in that awkward bickering phase. I was sure that he would fire me after my little outburst but it seems like Jongin has no problem in separating his private and business life. I was surprised that he was able to act more or less like nothing happened. Sure he was a little more closed off and more direct with his words and he didn’t joke around with me as he used to. I mean it was understandable, after I thought back to it I regretted the words I said to him. Just because I was feeling hurt over what I heard at Sehun’s place didn’t mean I had any right to blow up in his face.

“It doesn’t look like its nothing Y/N, let me see.”

“I said-”

“I heard you now listen to me for once and stop being so bitchy all the time.” Jongin cut me off, rendering me speechless.

He took this as his chance to grab my wrist and lead me to the back room. He sat me down on one of the chairs while he grabbed the first aid kit. Before he could even get the ointment out of the kit I was already starting to shy away from him. My hand still felt like it was on fire and I wasn’t too keen on inflicting more pain by adding the ointment. The ointment is supposed to help but before it could do any good I knew it was going to hurt like a motherfucker.

“The longer you put this off the worse the scar will be when it heals.” Jongin said softly.

My eyes shifted from one of his to the other, Jongin capturing me in some sort of trance. While I was stuck in this trance Jongin took the chance to spread the ointment on my hand. I hissed and pulled my hand out of his grip, holding it to my chest. I glared over at him only to see a smile threatening to spread across his face.

“Stop being such a baby…” He trailed off, a small chuckle leaving his lips.

“You try burning your hand with a tray that was heated up at 325°.” I grumbled, a small smile playing at my lips.

“I think you forget that I’ve been making those pastries since I was fifteen.”

I watched as he wrapped the bandage around my hand, the conversation dying down. I could tell he still felt a little bit bitter over what I had said to him. I wasn’t the best at apologizing but when I’m wrong I’m wrong and I have to admit to that.

“Jongin...I’m sorry…”

“For what?”

I let out a combination of a scoff and a chuckle, “You’re really gonna make me say it aren’t you?”

He only gave me a smirk, a sigh leaving my lips, “Okay...I’m sorry for snapping at you that day, I was out of line. I know you were just worried but instead of letting you help I yelled at you.”

I let out a small ‘umph’ when he brought me into a quick hug. I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, a smile on my face when he pulled away.

“Now was that so hard?” He asked, a smug look on his face.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, punching his arm lightly. He grinned but that grin soon fell from his face, a serious look in his eyes.

“You know you can always talk to me right? I know we haven’t known each other that long...but I’m always here to listen. You may not need advice but if you need to vent...you know where to find me.”

-November 27th, 2016-

“You know I hate parties.” I told him, not even looking at him as my eyes stayed glued on my phone.

“Stop being so anti social, Jongin invited us both.” Sehun basically whined out, grabbing my phone out of my hands.

“And I told Jongin I don’t like big crowds and he was perfectly fine with it.”

“Yeah well I’m not so get your lazy ass up and get ready, we’re leaving in thirty minutes.” He said, taking my phone with him and made his way downstairs.

-Sehun’s P.O.V-

I had half a mind to drag her to the party in the clothes she was already wearing. She had gone over the thirty minutes I had given her and just as I was about to march up to her room she came down the stairs. My breath caught in my throat at seeing her. She wasn’t wearing anything too flashy just simple black jeans and a casual shirt but dammit I swear I heard angels singing, as cheesy as that sounds. I was so caught up in this trance that I didn’t even notice that she was already standing right in front of me.

“What?”

I cleared my throat and shook my head, taking a step back as she was a little too close, “Nothing...let’s go.”

She looked confused for a second before giving a shrug of her shoulders and heading towards the door. I stayed behind for a bit, collecting my thoughts.

Get it together, Oh Sehun.

I shook my head and with a heavy sigh I followed after her.

As soon as we walked into Jongin’s house I immediately knew this party had already taken a turn for the worse. Jongin wasn’t one to have an overly crazy house party but it seems like his guests had taken it too far. There were people passed out or close to passing out on his front yard and from the commotion I heard coming from the back I knew that a few of them had gotten to the pool.

Y/N stuck close to me as we made our way into the house, immediately running into Jongin. I grabbed his arm before I lost him in the crowd.

“Dude...I thought you said it was only going to be a few people.”

Jongin sighed heavily, running his fingers through his hair in frustration, “Yeah and so did I but a few of my college friends heard I was having a get together and they decided to turn it into a full blown party.”

“Have you, oh I don’t know, thought of just kicking them out? This is your house after all.” Y/N said, a small grunt leaving her lips afterwards as someone bump into her from behind.

She stumbled forward Jongin reaching out to steady her before I could even process what had happened. I watched on as the two interacted, Jongin asking if she was okay. I couldn't help but clench my jaw at the way his hands lingered on her forearms, the look in his eyes bothering me twice as much. I tilted my head to the side to try and rid myself of the bubbling anger I was starting to feel, questioning why my temper was getting the best of me.

“Are you sure you’re okay to be here? You’ve told me how much you don’t really like crowds, I won’t take it the wrong way if you decide to leave early…” Jongin said, the way his tone of voice changed when talking to Y/N really rubbed me the wrong way.

I forced a smile onto my face, grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer to me, “She’ll be fine...she’s got me around after all.”

With that I dragged Y/N towards the kitchen and away from Jongin. I kept my back to her as I looked over the types of drink that were laid out on the counter, trying to reign in my temper in the few seconds it took me to pour the two of us a drink. By the time I turned around to hand her a cup I managed to remove the deep frown from my face and replaced it with a small smile. I didn’t know if she bought the smile but by the way she was just looking around aimlessly I’m sure she didn’t even notice it. She grabbed the cup out of my hand without even sparing me a glance, a genuine smile gracing my lips at seeing her cough slightly at the contents of the cup.

“Sehun!” She yelled, a grimace still on her face.

I couldn’t help but let out a laugh, Y/N punching my arm but not hard enough for it to actually hurt, “I’m just trying to bring your alcohol tolerance a little bit higher. You’re such a lightweight.”

“So you decide to dump a whole bottle of vodka into my cup?!” She asked incredulously, trying to fight the smile that was threatening to break out onto her face.

I shrugged, and draped an arm around her shoulders, dragging her onto the dance floor...or more accurately...the living room.

……

-2 Hours Later ; Y/N’s P.O.V-

I choked on my drink at the words that came out of Sehun’s mouth, a weird combination of a laugh and cough falling from my lips. Sehun just stood there with a smirk on his face as he watched me practically die at his corny but admittedly funny joke. After another few seconds my laughter started to die down some, my smile immediately vanishing when I laid eyes on her. I felt my blood boil at just the sight of her, her eyes having no problem finding mine. I ground my jaw back and forth at seeing the smug smirk on her face. Sehun seemed to notice how my mood completely changed, following my gaze until his eyes met Sujin’s.

“Jongin I didn’t know you kept such bad company.” I mumbled under my breath, annoyed at the glare Sehun directed my way as soon as those words left my mouth.

“I don’t even have her number so I didn’t invite her. I don’t think I even invited half the people here.” Jongin replied in slight exasperation.

“Sehun?”

I cringed at the sound of her voice, not even sparing her a glance. Sehun’s mouth immediately ran dry, Jongin looking as uninterested as I was. Guessing by his body language I’m sure Jongin knew what went down between Sehun and Sujin. Sehun seemed to take a few seconds to compose himself giving Sujin the opportunity to turn her attention to me.

“I didn’t know you were back…?” She asked, faking the smile that was on her face.

“I didn’t know I had to tell you that I was.” I retorted, seeing Jongin try to hide his smile behind his cup.

Sehun turned to me, ready to scold me but Sujin beat him to it, saying something that shocked the three of us, “I actually came over here to talk to you. Do you think we can go somewhere private?”

I looked at her dumbfounded, sharing a glance with Jongin and Sehun. The two of them weren’t of much help so in my stunned state I stupidly said okay. I handed my drink over to Sehun and followed her to the backyard which had emptied out some as it had gotten colder. As soon as we were outside Sujin dropped her facade, an annoyed expression on her face.

“I see you’re still clinging onto Sehun like a disease.”

I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest, “I see you’re still the same two faced bitch. I guess nothing ever really changes, huh?”

“Look I’m gonna get straight to the point-”

“Good, saves me from having to look at you for too long.”

“-I’m gonna get back together with Sehun.”

I looked at her shocked for a seconds before bursting out laughing. I leant forward as I was thrown into hysterics, but I soon noticed she was completely serious. I straightened up, clenching my jaw tightly, “You can’t be serious…”

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”

“After all the shit you’ve put him through you think I’m going to let you just waltz back into his life? You got lucky over the years that I was away but now that I’m here I’m not going to let you break his heart again.” I snapped out, taking a step closer to her.

She had the audacity to smirk, “Sehun’s a man...he can make decisions on his own.”

“Not with this he can’t. You’ve cheated on him so many times while I was away and I know for a fact that you’ll keep doing it. Once a cheater always a cheater.”

“Why don’t you just let Sehun make that decision for himself? You scared Sehun will pick me over you...again?”

I clenched my fist, fighting the urge to slap that smug look off her face, “Look here you manipulative little snake, while I’m around you will never dig your little claws into Sehun again.”

“I mean I wouldn’t blame you for being scared of Sehun leaving you...especially after your own parents abandoned you…” She said, completely ignoring what I said.

My face dropped at her words, stunned by what she just said. The subject of my parents was a touchy one and I know for a fact I never shared anything that deep with her. My shock soon turned into anger as I took a step towards her, “What the fuck did you just say?”

“Did that hit too close to home? I guess saying they abandoned you is the wrong term I mean, I’m sure they never meant to di-”

Before she could even finish her sentence I swung at her, hitting her right in the nose. I heard a sickening crunching noise after I hit her, telling me that I broke her nose. She immediately sank to the floor, crying out in agony as she curled up into a ball. I went to hit her again but I was stopped by a hand grabbing my wrist tightly. I looked over to see it was Sehun that had stopped me, an unbelievably angry expression on his face. He moved me aside none too gently and knelt down in front of Sujin.

“Y/N what the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Why don’t you ask the bitch on the floor?! She started talking shit about my-”

“I don’t give a fuck what she said to you! You can’t just go around hitting people because they pissed you off!” He shouted, cutting me off and standing up to look me in the eye.

I let out a mix of a scoff and a chuckle, “I see you’re already taking her side without even knowing the whole story.”

At that his face softened, a sigh leaving his lips, “Y/N-”

“Forget it, fuck you and your little whore.”

With that I turned on my heel, walking away from them. I heard footsteps running after me and I hoped those footsteps belonged to Sehun but I guess you can’t always get what you want right?

“Y/N...where are you going?” Jongin asked worriedly, stopping me from taking another step.

I sighed heavily, looking up to try and stop the oncoming tears from falling down my face. I wasn’t too fond of letting Jongin see this side of me, the part of me that was weak and constantly going through heartbreak. I know I could easily get myself out of this situation but the last time I did that I cracked within a few years. No matter how badly I wanted to get away from him and just forget about these stupid feelings of mine I couldn’t help but come back to him.

I let out a dry laugh, combing my fingers through my hair, “To the moon.”

Jongin stood there perplexed, “Huh?”

I looked down at my feet briefly before meeting his gaze, “Home Jongin, it’s been a long day…”

“I’ll take you, it's too late for you to be out on your own.”

“I’d rather be alone, I need some time to think.”

“But-”

“Jongin...please…” I cut him off, my voice cracking the slightest bit.

Jongin looked conflicted. I could tell he wanted to argue the subject of taking me home some more but the look in my eyes stopped him. He sighed heavily before nodding.

“Do you want the day off tomorrow?”

I smiled softly, shaking my head, reaching forward and squeezing his bicep reassuringly. Without another word I turned on my heel and made my way back home. The smile I had on my face immediately fell as soon as I turned around, the tears gathering in my eyes. The tears were a combination of heartbreak and built up frustration. The night was going well until she decided to show up and just completely ruin everything. With Sujin back in the picture I knew I couldn’t stay at Sehun’s for any longer.

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