Ellie is Cass
So! Years ago, Ellie began to destabilize again. They finally figured out that the reason she was destabilizing was because her Core was too young to sustain a Fully Grown Ghosts Body. The only way to save her was to Revert her to her True Age, so her Core could healthily grow alongside her Body. She would lose her Memories, but she would survive.
But, there was an incident. A Mercenary had attacked the Fenton's Lab one day while they were Babysitting Ellie, and killed both of Danny's parents. Then, that motherf#cker had kidnapped his Daughter.
And Danny searched for her, he did. He searched for Years on End, sent all the Ghost Allies he had to try and find her, got the word out in the Zone that his Daughter had been kidnapped. But nobody could find her.
It was like the Assasin has dropped off the face of the Earth, but even then he had his contacts searching Deep Space and the Zone as well. He just couldn't find her.
Still, he would not rest until he found his daughter. And the one who took her would have more than just Hell to pay.
...
For David Cain meanwhile, he had struck Gold on his most recent mission. He had been hired by the League if Assasins to go and kill a pair of scientists who had somehow managed to get their hands on Lazarus Water. Apparently they had gotten it a while ago, but had somehow gone under the Radar for years.
But while he was there, he came across something Special. A Lazarus Touched Child. One who seemed to be more Blessed than Any Other Lazarus Touched he had ever heard of. And she was just a Baby.
A Baby who could be raised and Moulded into a Weapon, as any Lazarus Touched should be.
So, he took the Baby and presented it to the League. Ra's ordered that he raise the Child as a Perfect Weapon, to be used as his Bodyguard and Attack Dog. And so he did.
For years, he raised the Child in the most Secluded base he could. There was no need for him to teach it Language beyond following orders, so he filled its head with absolutely nothing but how best to Kill.
Unfortunately, the Weapon managed to escape after its first mission. He tried to track it down for Years, but to no avail. He should expect nothing less from a Lazarus Touched who had been trained from Birth to be the perfect assasin, but he guesses he should have expected this.
Still, he will find the Weapon. And he will teach it why it should have never attempted to escape.
...
Cass had been feeling off for a while.
Well, No, that's not right, it's more accurate to say that she had never felt truly right. For as far back as she can remember, since her earliest days of childhood, she had always had a nagging sensation in the back of her mind, telling her that something was missing.
She didn't know what though. Was it an Object? A Memory? A Person? She had no idea.
For some reason, the feeling had lessened a little when she got adopted by Bruce. She felt a bit more whole, like some part of her had found a part of what it was looking for, but at the same time the rest of her still felt as if it was missing something.
And recently it had gotten even stronger. She couldn't ignore it anymore, she needed to find the thing her heart was yearning for.
She needed to feel Whole again. Again?
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The Other Way - Part 2
I loved the first part so much that I couldn’t leave it alone. David/Angel are precious and I’m so happy @ejunkiet gave me this meet cute idea!!
Part One.
tags for part two: a very gentle kidnapping, fear of memory wipe, injured snappy davey, feelings
The Other Way - Part 2
When Angel woke up, they were in the backseat of a big truck, their cheek pressed into a thick arm and their body slumped to the side.
Music from the stereo filtered through their senses along with the voices arguing in low tones.
“If they were missing, then someone’s got to be looking for them.”
“Should we let someone know we found them?”
“And then what? Hand them over to explain how some wolves turned into guys and saved them? No, Ash.”
Everything came back to them. The woods, the wolf, the man that was a wolf, the actual wolves, more fucking wolves, and then… fainting. “Oh fuck,” they pushed off the wall they’d been snuggled up against, realizing too late that it was David.
They blinked up at him. He had the prettiest frowny face… They almost told him but then realized they’d drooled on his shirt and blushed instead. He rolled his eyes and looked away. “You’re the worst,” he mumbled, still obviously in pain.
They rubbed the patch of drool they’d left on his shirt. “At least it wasn’t your busted arm…”
Asher laughed in the front passenger seat.
David groaned and closed his eyes. “Surrounded by jokers.”
Angel leaned forward and tried to get a look around. Trees whipped by outside. They were on that awful winding, narrow road back to Dahlia. They reached automatically for their phone only to feel a jolt of panic when they found their pockets empty and realized they didn’t have their backpack either. There hadn’t really been much left in it but still! Leaving it behind was littering, not to mention their favorite backpack.
“Calm down,” David said without opening his eyes.
Asher held up their bag in the front seat. “Don’t worry. We got everything.”
Angel exhaled relief and reached for it.
Asher shook his head and put it back down on the floor at his feet, well out of reach.
“You’ll get it back eventually,” Milo said from behind the wheel.
Angel blinked, looking between the two in the front. “Am… Am I being kidnapped?”
Milo snorted. “Technically, you would already be kidnapped at this point if that’s what was happening.”
“But yeah, kind of,” Asher said.
David and Milo both groaned. “Ash!”
Asher lifted his hands in surrender. “I mean, no reason to lie to them too.”
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David’s head was splitting. His arm was broken and his whole body ached. He hoped it was the only thing broken, but he wouldn’t put money on it. He wanted to get healed and go to bed. The last thing he wanted was a funny roadtrip adventure with Asher and this stranger from the woods.
“We’ll head for the department. They’ll have a healer and we can get a head start on the paperwork for this mess.” He pushed a thumb back at the unempowered human sitting behind him. “They can wipe their memory and drop them at the human hospital.”
It was the smart plan. The right plan. But David saw the way Angel’s eyes went wide and heard their pulse jump in panic. Their whole body tensed up, one hand grabbing at their seatbelt and twisting nervously. “Wipe my memory?”
They were scared. Really scared. And he realized it was the first time he’d seen them scared since the other wolves. They hadn’t really been scared when they were lost, and even less so when they found a giant injured wolf. They hadn’t been scared at nightfall or in the morning when they still weren’t found. They had been…hopeful and stubbornly optimist. Worse, this fear was aimed at him. He was scaring them.
“Aw, don’t worry,” Asher said, twisting around in his seat to look at the human. “It won’t hurt and you’ll be back to your normal life like none of this happened.”
“What if I don’t want to?” Angel asked, a desperate strain sneaking into their voice, like something was tightening inside their chest.
David didn’t like this.
And he didn’t like the way it made his instincts feel ragged.
Milo snorted in the front seat. “Just sit back and relax,” he said and then frowned at Asher next to him. “And you, sit your ass down and buckle up!”
Asher ignored him, chin on the headrest. “It’s going to be okay,” he tried again.
Angel twisted the seatbelt against their chest. “I won’t tell anyone. I swear. Just drop me off and I’ll get home on my own.”
Asher frowned.
Something in David’s chest hurt and it wasn’t his ribs. He didn’t like the pleading smallness of their voice. He didn’t like the way fear was staining their scent.
“Please,” Angel tried again, unshed tears shining in their eyes. “I promise.” They looked to David with naked fear. “I won’t tell. Just forget you saw me.”
David couldn’t think before the words came out. “Okay. Shut up.”
Angel snapped their mouth shut. It would have been comical if it weren’t for the one tear that bounced off their lashes.
David groaned and leaned his head back. Asher was staring at him.
“Milo, drive us to my place and call your mom.”
Milo watched him in the rearview mirror.
Asher broke the stretch of silence by stage whispering to Milo, “I think he has a head injury…”
Milo nodded imperceptibly.
David groaned and closed his eyes. “Then Marie can heal it and we’ll go from there.”
Angel leaned forward in increments, like they thought he wouldn’t notice, reaching out and gesturing for Asher to pass them their backpack.
“Don’t,” David said without opening his eyes. “No phone for the human for now.”
Angel didn’t argue or make anymore remarks about being kidnapped. He was pretty sure they were still working under the assumption that their stay of mind wiping was contingent on shutting up. He let himself fall asleep, wondering how long they’d actually stay quiet.
The answer was actually a little over an hour, until they’d gotten back to Dahlia and both of them woke up again.
“Am I still being kidnapped?” Angel asked, voice quiet like if they whispered it wouldn’t count.
David bit the inside of his lip to keep from smiling, forcing a stern frown instead. “Yes.”
Angel nodded, like they had suspected it and it wasn’t so bad. “If I’m going to be kidnapped all night, can I just call to let people know they don’t need to look for me?” they whispered quickly.
Asher was grinning. Milo rolled his eyes and parked in front of David’s building.
David growled lowly.
Angel put up their hands and sat back. “Yep. Sorry.” They did the zipper motion in front of their mouth.
“Your instincts are the worst,” he griped. “First you tried to feed and pet a wild animal.”
“I didn’t try…”
“And now you think you’re kidnapped but going along with it.”
“David…” Milo said in a gently warning tone.
“Should I kick and scream?” Angel asked.
Asher laughed, getting out of the truck and then opening David’s door. He didn’t move right away though, glaring at Angel instead. “If you were actually being kidnapped? Fuck yes! You’re in a car with three men twice your size—”
“Three times at least for you…” Angel muttered.
“And we’re going to take you upstairs to my apartment and you’re just going to toddle along with us?”
“David…” Milo again.
Angel blinked across the backseat at him. They were dirty and tired, circles under their eyes and hair a mess, but somehow they still looked so open. “Are you saying you’re going to assault me?”
David physically recoiled at the idea, a growl deep in his chest. “No. Of course we aren’t!” His ribs ached but fuck his ribs.
Milo had killed the engine and gotten out, opening the door on Angel’s side. He reached in and grabbed their arm, like they might make a run for it. David snapped off a quick snarl without thinking, leaning deeper into the cab, toward Angel and Milo. He almost reached out, almost grabbed this unempowered human to pull them away from Milo.
Milo’s eyes went big. He let go of Angel almost as quickly as he’d laid a hand on them, palm open and up like proof.
Angel blinked at David and then smiled slowly. “…You like me.”
David blinked back, realizing what he’d done, and groaned. “Fuck you.” He turned to get out of the car, finding it a lot harder than he’d expected.
On the sidewalk, Asher waved Angel out of the cab too and led them inside the apartment building. “You know, you’re my first kidnappee,” he said, wearing their backpack. It looks absurdly small and bright on him.
Angel looked up at him, cheeks still streaked in tears and dirt, but beaming. “Really?” They sounded excited.
Insane. They were both insane.
Milo stood close by.
David winced. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why… I shouldn’t have snapped at you.” He knew Milo wasn’t going to hurt Angel. He knew Milo wouldn’t hurt anyone who didn’t definitely have it coming.
Milo shook his head and stepped closer.
“Really, Milo. I’m sorry. And you’re right about what we should have done but I just…” He looked at the building where Asher and Angel had gone. “I can’t.”
Milo nodded and waited.
David sighed and tried to take a step away from the car, having to stop and will his legs not to give out. He needed help. His whole body hurt in a way that was seriously threatening to drop him on the pavement. He lifted his good arm and Milo stepped into his side, like that was exactly what he’d been waiting for—like he’d known there was no way David would make it to the door on his own but being Milo, he wasn’t going to point it out.
Milo easily took his weight and walking him inside. “So… do you really have a head injury or are you into this human?”
David groaned. “I don’t know. Hopefully a head injury…”
Milo huffed a laugh, hitting the button for the elevator. “You had us scared, you know…”
David looked at Milo, wondering if he was still talking about the human and his bad choices surrounding them. No, that wasn’t it. He meant the fall and disappearing for a night in the woods. David sighed and begrudgingly admitted, “They might have saved me.”
Milo glanced up at him on the elevator like he expected it to be a joke, sobering when he realized it wasn’t.
They’d given him water and food.
They’d howled.
That was how Milo and Asher had found him.
Milo nodded and half-carried David down the hall to his apartment, Asher standing in the open doorway and talking to Angel about David’s video game selection.
“For fuck’s sake, don’t let them touch my shit!” David groused.
Asher pouted. “Oh come on, big guy, we can’t kidnap them and not give them anything to do.”
“Stop saying we kidnapped them,” he growled in a whisper. Someone was going to overhear them and call the police. Although, with Angel’s survival skill deficiency, they’d probably lie to the cops if they knocked on the door.
David would have definitely chosen to stretch out on his bed if it weren’t for Angel on his couch. He settled in the corner and put his legs up on that arm of the sectional.
Angel was on the floor going through his games. “Jesus, these are all awful.”
Asher snorted.
“Fuck you,” David ground out, letting his heavy lids drag shut.
Milo was on the phone with his mom in the other room.
“Ash, water,” David mumbled.
Asher jumped to, in the kitchen and back in a flash. He held out a bottle of water to David.
David blinked at it and then frowned and shook his head, pushing Asher’s arm in the direction of the human.
Asher grinned and David pointedly closed his eyes again.
“Oh, thanks!” Angel chimed when Asher offered them the water.
David listened to them gulp it down and felt something deep in his core ease a little
Angel’s stomach rumbled.
David sighed. “Ash…Order food.”
“On it!”
David almost fell asleep listening to Asher order an incredible quantity of food. And then he realized Angel had scooted over to sit on the floor beside him, wedged against the corner of the couch, their shoulder to his hip. “Thanks,” they said softly. “I promise, I really won’t tell anyone.”
David sighed, resisting the strong urge to touch them.
Marie got there sooner than the food, and to David’s dismay, he did not have a head injury.
He did have two broken ribs, a broken arm, and an unempowered human with a direct line to pull at his heart.
Marie could only heal the bones.
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