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spndystopiabang · 5 years

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SPN Dystopia Bang 2019 masterpost all stories and art

The 2018-2019 round of the SPN Dystopia Bang has finished. We've had an amazing crop of stories and art this year and we invite you to check out the following story and art links below to see for yourself. (Find the AO3 collection here.)

Until next time. ~ hit_the_books and Enoliel

here at the end of all things

Author: chestercbennington / remy Artist: blueeyesandpie / sunny Rating: teen Length: ~40k words Pairings: gen Warnings: graphic depictions of violence, torture and its aftermath

AU from Season 12 onwards. The British Men of Letters win in the USA, and slowly manage to establish their bases and authority over the whole country. They also capture Sam Winchester and keep him prisoner for eleven months, experimenting on him regularly before wiping his memories so that he has no idea what has been done to him. Even after Dean rescues him and they begin planning to get revenge once and for all, the niggling doubt at the back of Sam’s head remains – what did they do to him? Why won’t his anxiety get better? And what is it that he’s missing?

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Lebanon, Postilla

Author: smalltrolven Artist: kuwlshadow Rating: Explicit Length: 11,679 Pairings: Sam/Dean Warnings: None

After the Great Deluge, the Postilla, or the Afterward begins. In 2030, Sam finally has the time to write the story of the end of their world and what came next. The Winchesters manage to find some solace in what they’ve long denied themselves. Cas and Jack are presumed gone in the Deluge, but then tales reach the brothers of approaching beings killing with only their voices.

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The Melancholy Waters Lie

Author(s): anyrei & mugglerock Artist: Hitori Alouette Rating: Explicit Length: ~90k Pairing(s): Castiel/Dean Winchester; (Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester) Warnings: Minor character death, Attempted Rape/Noncon, Drowning

Merifi had always been the guardians, the angels of the sea. The balance in their world, the light to the sirens’ darkness. As with time and industrial growth, humans became aggressive, dangerous, uncaring in their endeavor to put all life in the sea at risk. Unable to combat it, the merifi and many other creatures went into hiding within their kingdoms.

That was, until the fateful period in which humans created such mass destruction, pollution, and chaos; the earth warmed and the sea levels rose.

Humans who survived were forced to reside in Teloah; the City of Death, and the sea was returned to its rightful inhabitants. Despite the shift, merifi of the Kingdom of Basgim were instructed by their King to never venture to the surface. But Castiel, the youngest of the King’s three sons, had never been good at listening.

Fascinated by humans and the things they created, Castiel too often found himself nearing the surface in curiosity, but never drawing too close, never interfering in the affairs of humans on ships. That was, until a fateful night during a terrible storm, when a handsome human was flung from the safety of his ship.

It wasn’t like saving one human could possibly change his life. Right?

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Under the Nothing Sky

Author: malmuses Artist: anyreiart Rating: Explicit Length: 78k Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel (Background Sam/Eileen and Gabriel/Kali) Warnings: Minor Character Deaths (No Winchesters or Castiel), Homophobic Society, Canon typical violence, Torture, Imprisonment, Angst with a Happy Ending, Spaceships, Big Explosions, Drinking and Dancing.

Welcome to the Glass City.

Its citizens live perfect, orderly lives. Controlled by the barcodes upon their arms, they are quietly assigned jobs, spouses, accommodations… whole lives. Some families rank above others, but that is just the way it is. The way the Council demands it to be.

Lieutenant Colonel Castiel Novak is the shining star of the Glass City’s Academy, mere weeks away from graduating and being titled Commander of his own ship, his own crew.

Castiel is very good at obeying.

Until he meets a man with green eyes, a cocky smile, and no barcode.

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I Will Always Find You

Author: Hunter Kin Artist: amberdreams Beta: jdl71 Word Count: 31,217 Rating: Explicit Pairings: Dean/Sam Warnings: barebacking, swearing, violence, spoilers for Season 8

When Sam realizes that his brother had been blasted to Purgatory after killing Dick Roman, he takes a back door through Hell to save Dean. Only his brother won’t leave without Castiel. And as each day passes, it becomes more and more clear that the angel just doesn’t want to be found.

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Not Without You

Author: jscribbles Artist: bees-are-awesome Rating: Explicit Length: 57,000 Pairings: Dean/Castiel (a little of Castiel/Hannah, a non-con Meg/Castiel) Warnings: various non-con situations, dub-con situations, cruel and unusual punishment, graphic depictions of assault and violence, humans put in solitary confinement, forced ejaculation, drugs and substance abuse, use of barbiturates, imprisonment, mentions of forced breeding, torture, sexual situations, eugenics, emotional and physical abuse by authority figures

There’s a virus spreading across the globe, rendering 80% of men infertile. In a rush to contain the spread of the virus as a viral hotspot arises in South Dakota, the government implements forced fertility testing for all men, and a mandatory breeding program. The borders close, all communication both interstate and across borders is shut down, and a state of national emergency is put in place. The fertile twenty-percenters are being redistributed to breed with society’s elite women—moguls, celebrities, geniuses, CEOs. The eight-percenters are being sent to work on farms or sent back to their regular jobs, distributed via lottery. Dean and Castiel are not one of the lucky ones.

Victims to cruel medical procedures, routine sexual assault, and other atrocities under The Facility’s authority, Dean and Castiel quickly find comfort in each other. They—especially Dean—scheme and plot their escape with the help of Dean’s laywer brother, Sam, who is states over but somehow instrumental in their plan. They find strength and love in each other, but how long will they live in a facility that executes rebels, and how long will they last when Naomi discovers that separating them makes them weaker?

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Moon-kissed

Author: FogsRollingIn Artist: MidnightSilver Rating: Mature (for dark themes) Length: ~28,000 Pairings: Sam/Dean (unrelated) Warnings: Dark themes, slavery, mentions of past abuse, graphic violence

Leviathans led a successful global assault on humanity twenty years ago. The resistance is made up of surviving humans and Luna-borne creatures such as weres. Dean, a Marrow Pack werewolf, runs missions to take down leviathan strongholds and rescue those imprisoned and enslaved there. On this particular mission, Dean is shocked to discover one of the young slaves is a werecat, a species so rare that most weres thought them extinct.

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I Dreamed A Dream

Author: MidnightSilver Beta: wendibird Artist: Angel Rating: Gen Length: ~21,000 words Pairings: none Warnings: Canon level violence, some gore, angst, despair, child death - minor characters,

Six beings stand alone as the world crumbles and gasps it dying breath - a world of death from sickness and starvation; a world where monsters walk the day without fear; where the living wait for death only to find Death is no comfort.

Above this world sits the Archangel who was its architect. Below it waits the Vessel who could not let go - who laughed as it burned. And somewhere unknown is a man lost to his family. He fights, though his strength is almost gone. The one who was looking for him is broken - his hope destroyed. And the last Angel is not enough. He was never meant to stand alone.

This world is nightmare - but when you are alone in the terror of the night who can lead the way to salvation?

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Between Promise and Purgatory

Author: CR Noble Artist: hit_the_books Rating: Explicit Pairing: Gen, background Ketch/Gadreel Word Count: 26K Warnings: Major Character Death, Dystopian AU, Human trafficking, self-harm, graphic depictions of violence, imprisonment, uneducated!sam, resistance, caste system, torture, noncon, medical procedures, eugenics, minor character death (multiple)

In a post-apocalyptic world where the rich have control of everything, including the people, and the poor don’t even own their own bodies, people with superior genetics are sold as breeders for the Gentry to keep their immortal bloodlines growing.

Dean has lived in Purgatory his whole life, trying his best to protect his younger brother from the hideous truths of their existence, especially since their parents died while they were teenagers. So, when Sam is taken to be sold as a breeder, Dean doesn’t have a choice.

With the help of the underground society known as the Network, Dean must face impossible odds if he is to save his brother.

The risks are great, but he’ll do anything to save Sam. No matter what it costs.

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#sdb2019 #spn dystopia bang #spn dystopia bang 2019 #spn fanfic #spn fanart #supernatural

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honey-harper-official · 5 years

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Renegades Angel and Demon au.... there’s a lot

Nova is half angel, half demon. Her uncle is the King of Hell but was killed in a full out war between Heaven and Hell. She’s the youngest ruler they’ve ever had and for her own safety since she was so little when the crown was passed to her, she got called Nightmare instead and they hid her identity so the Angels wouldn’t know that a literal six year old is in charge of Hell even though the nobles, the Anarchists, pretty much ruled for her. However everyone knows about Queen Nightmare and they know that she’s pretty powerful. The Angels think that she’s called Queen Nightmare because she’s a terrible demon and is just bad news. It’s somewhat fair based on the fact that since know one knows her true identity. Well no Angel knows her true identity. Demons aren’t snitches and they’ve known since Nova was born because it was big news in the demon community. The Angels were preoccupied with Lady I’s kid and overthrowing the government. But the Demons love and trust their queen. Her birth is proof that Demons and Angels can one day get along and they also have the biggest inside joke about Nova being called Nightmare because she’s a horrible and morally bankrupt being. They started that rumor to mess with the Angels and it gets better because their Queen’s identity is shrouded in mystery and so is how she came to power. At least to the Angels. Nova has black wings, horns, pointed teeth, and a devil’s tail but she can hide all of her features and change the color of her wings to white. Her hardest problem really is hiding her tail because she has no control over it half the time and once she falls in love the tail tries to turn into a little heart and she hates it sooooo much because she can’t deny that she’s not in love with Adrian anymore either. However her lineage allows her to pass as an Angel in Heaven. The Renegades Council overthrew the former rulers of Heaven which was good for the most part because they hated demons and there was lots of tension between both groups but Adrian and most Angels are really chill with demons now. However in overthrowing the old rulers in their revolution, Nova’s family got killed. Many people were not happy about a demon and angel being married and having kids. At least the Angels. Demons could care less. But the hatred and chaos in the government lead to Angels killing her parents since they couldn't really be punished. The Angels believe that King Ace killed his own brother to cause a war and no one really knows the truth. But since Nova’s dad was the King’s brother and the Prince it plunged everyone into a war where her Uncle was killed. The Anarchists quickly signed a treaty when he died because they had to figure out what to do with Nova and even though the Angels say that their okay with Demons now it’s somewhat untrue because the new rulers would not compromise on anything other then what they made when the treaty was made. The Angels also think that they had killed Lady Indomitable which is true but they think that Queen Nightmare did it because they think she’s much older then she really is due to her identity being hidden. The Demons are still furious about how Angels won and continue to step over them, especially about killing their monarchs and the newborn Princess Evie. They get called monsters but the real monsters are the Angels that killed a baby and attempted to kill a child out of hate and the Angels still play victim. So Nova goes undercover as an Angel and her mission is to get intel so they can take down the Angels and if she has to, kidnap Adrian. The Angels have an academy called the Renegades where certain Angels get to become official fighters and are pretty much the army and guards of Heaven. The Demons have a similar program but it’s much more intense. All nobles and the heirs of the monarchs have to go through training at Anarchy. Anyone who passes is called an Anarchists. They make up some of the best soldiers but you can still become part of the army if you want and many Demons apply for both Anarchy training and becoming a soldier because they all want to learn self defense with the heavy tensions with Angels and want to be able to protect their home as they are angry about how their King and his family were killed. So Nova also has to come up with lies for her intense training since she’s an Angel in the eyes of the Renegades. Her lie is that she grew up on the boarder of Heaven and Hell so she picked it up from the other Demons in her neighborhood who all went and became Anarchists. She claims that they taught her what they learned when they came back every Summer. However her fake house is a rowhouse that’s still on the outskirts of town and by the docs so it’s more closed off. Adrian hates Queen Nightmare because he believes that she killed his mother. He knows there’s the treaty so he creates the Sentinel as a way to work around that and at least get information. The Demons barely tolerate him and make a joke of him. Nova obviously falls in love with Adrian but she can’t forgive the Renegades and the Angels as a whole for killing her family and then playing victim. Her people have suffered from the lost war and she won’t let that happen any longer. They think she’s the bad Queen but she knows that everyone expects her to be the best ruler out of them all and it’s lots of pressure. Nova knows that she can’t have Adrian as well as justice for all Demons, including her family and Angel mother even if she’s not necessarily a demon. But she knows that he’s the one because of her tail and she loves him and he loves her but she knows what she has to do in order to right many wrongs and that’s betray him and the Renegade friends she’s come to love. Also Ingrid is killed because Nova found out that Ingrid was making her won plot to kill Nova and take the crown for herself which would not only obviously kill Nova but destroy everything Nova has done for her people in the process and she won’t let that happen. So when Ingrid comes to the Park, which is really just a city that’s in ruins and people have started to give tour guides through, Nova kills her because Ingrid is technically trying to kill Nova in the whole battle too. And Max. Sweet little Max. He’s mostly Angel. Like 3/4ths Angel and it makes Nova’s blood boil because he’s too powerful for the Angels and they keep him in a safety area because the Renegade Council thinks he’ll be killed for being what’s called a half-breed. Nova knows that if they actually bothered to make progress in undoing prejudice that they wouldn’t have to fear for his life and it just gives her another reason to fight and take over Heaven. If a Demon, specifically a half-breed, is put in charge of Heave and Hell then they will be forced to get along and the rivalry will have to unravel. And Adrian wants to make peace between both sides too. The whole team does and Frostbitch and her team don’t and still hate demons so they hate them. Nova almost wants to take over just to rub it in Genissa’s face. But Nova knows that Adrian and her team just can’t do that with their methods. She knows that the Angels will not listen until they have no choice too. I haven’t worked out how Danna finds out about Nova’s identity or about how Winston gets thrown overboard but I’m getting there. This AU has lots of potential. Also Hawthorne is a Demon and while Angels only get wings and pretty much have set powers which all have to do with light and shooting ight beams and all that, Demons can have random limbs and animalistic features and their powers are mostly the same but can have ranges. Part of the reason Angels hate them tbh.

#nodrian #nova artino #adrian everhart #ruby tucker #oscar silva #osby #danna bell #supernova #archenemies #renegades #renegades trilogy #renegades au #anarchists #ace anarchy #ingrid thompson #leroy flinn #winston pratt #honey harper #phobia

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the-monster-breeding-program · 2 years

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Oh great Kakyoin of the mop bucket, share us your wisdom

A block of cheese is a loaf of milk

#monster breeding program au #jjba au #jojo's bizarre adventure #mod jack

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dontreadthistrashgarbage · 5 years

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G o t 7 au pt.1

(((((AU where Got7 never debuted. Each member took on other roles mostly still in the music world.)))))

Jackson had invited JB over to meet his new puppy. It was apparent just by viewing the apartment that Jackson had gone to so.e lengths to control the red heeler puppy that was currently occupied chewing on a bone. One wouldn't realize from this snapshot that Jackson was overwhelmed and had been largely unprepared for the terror that this dog had turned out to be. He had met s dog of the same breed when visiting his brother, rugby player in Australia and had fallen in love. Despite being cautioned he thought he could do it.

He was wrong.

JB was overwhelmed and while he liked MinNao well enough, she was quite a handful. Jackson had turned on the tv to one of the music programs airing.

"There's a group that uses a dog in their comebacks." Jackson said excitedly.

"Oh yeah?" JB asked, lounging comfortably on the couch next to his friend.

"Yeah, it's cool, I thought Min could be like that too." He continued, "Have you heard of HEET?"

"Yeah, that's Byoungjin's and Minhwan's group." JB said, squinting his eyes as he remembered the two young trainees that had previously been with JYPE before he stopped being a trainee.

"Yeah that's them. Their mascot is a samoyed and this famous trainer works with them. Oh look! Look! They're on now!" Jackson pointed and leaned forward enthusiastically.

JB sat up to see better, watching the performance. Sure enough a fluffy white dog, was part of the performance. Even her shirt style matched the concept of the rest of the group. She wasn't out with them the entire time but had a role in the chorus as well as the finale where she ran out, jumped off one members back into another members arms and posed with them.

JB grinned as Jackson clapped and laughed, "Isn't that cool!"

"Yeah that's really good. That must be really hard." JB was impressed, "That's a cute dog."

"I'm gonna hire that trainer." Jackson said matter of factly. JB raised his eyebrows, looking over at his friend questioningly, "I am! Minhwan is the leader of HEET. He put me in contact with her. Once this comeback wraps up she said she'd meet with me."

JB shrugged and leaned back, "You'll need all the help you can get with that monster."

Almost on cue Jackson looked over to see that Min had decided to switch from her bone to one of his shoes. "YA! What are you doing?" He jumped up and she immediately went into a play bow then took off running, Jackson hot on her heels. JB watched, his mouth stretched in a line and eyebrows raised before turning back to the TV to see the next act.

JB was awoken by his phone ringing early in the morning. Seeing it was Jackson he almost ignored it but given the odd hour he decided to answer.

"Hello."

"Hyung." JB blinked as Jackson whined out the word.

"What do you need." JB sighed as he struggled to wake up more fully.

"Hyung can you come over and watch MinNao for a couple days?" Jackson pleaded.

"Watch... Min." JB was speechless. He absolutely did not want to do this.

"Hyung please. Jinyoung and Mark and filming right now and Youngjae is out of town. My grandma is sick, I need to see her." Jackson sounded genuinely desperate.

"Ahh... just a few days?" JB clarified rubbing his face.

"Yes yes please!" Jackson now sounded hopeful.

"Yeah, I guess I can." JB sighed, flopping back onto the bed.

"Hyung thank you! I'll buy you something delicious when I get back! Whatever you want." Jackson promised.

"I'll make it worth my while." JB threatened lightly.

"Oh, the trainer is coming this week too, I dont want to cancel with her, can you meet with her for me?" Jackson added almost as an afterthought. JB hesitated then agreed as well. Talking to a trainer wouldn't be a problem. Maybe they knew some cat stuff too, Odd had developed an annoying habit of missing the litterbox.

"Hyung, you're the best! I'll text you instructions." Jackson said.

"Yeah okay. You can stop sucking up now. I'm going back to sleep." JB hung up and rolled over, certain he had heard Jackson start another sentence and not caring.

Guerin made her way to the apartment after getting through security. Jackson was a well known rapper and it was reflected in his choice of home. She had researched him when he first hired her so she could be as prepared as possible, and Minhwan had assured her he was a hard worker and dog lover. While she had worked for celebrities before, Jackson was probably one of the most famous that had reached out to her.

"Stay back, stay!" Said a voice on the other side of the door. She couldn't help but smile, sure that the offending animal was not staying even a little.

The door opened and a red blur leapt over the foot attempting to block the way out. Guerin's reflexes saved the day as she dropped down and snatched up the escapee, grinning at the rotund monster that now flailed in her arms.

What her research had not prepared her for was the stranger that had opened the door. Out of habit she bowed politely and greeted him, which he reciprocated, thanking her for catching the puppy and seeming embarrassed as he invited her inside. Once the door was closed she set the puppy down who took off after a toy. Guerin might not have recognized him but he was easily as handsome as Jackson, if not more so. He was dressed stylishly grungy with loose fitting clothes, the first two button on his shirt undone. She felt suddenly self conscious in her plain khakis and work polo with her company named embroidered on the left (Pounce! Animal Training). She didn't look dirty but he looked like he could be chilling at a club and she looked like she worked for Best Buy.

"Ah... is Jackson here?" She asked after a beat of silence.

JB looked surprised then somewhat embarrassed with a hint of annoyance, he sucked in air through his teeth before answering, "He must have forgotten to tell you. He had to leave town unexpectedly and asked me to look after things here."

"I see." She nodded, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."

"Sorry! I'm Im Jaebeom, most people call me JB. I'm a friend of Jackson's." JB bowed again.

"Nice to meet you, I am Go Guerin." There was another awkward pause, "Would you introduce me to the puppy?" She asked.

"Sorry, of course. Yes." JB turned to find the troublemaker that had managed to disappear.

Guerin was rarely this uncomfortable meeting someone in a professional environment, but she had been thrown for a loop by the unexpected face, let alone such a strikingly attractive one. The twin moles above his left eye were especially charming she mused to herself before pushing the thoughts out of her head as he reappeared with the puppy, writhing unhappily in his arms.

Guerin went into work mode, suggesting he put a leash on the puppy to keep her in the area and started talking about treats. JB listened well, asking thoughtful questions as she discussed treats, reinforcement schedules and behaviors to look for all while covering the basics of how to get her attention and basic commands like Sit and Lay.

Before they knew it the hour had passed, with Min showing significant interest and improvement. "It'll take time. She's still a puppy, and a highly intelligent working breed. But if you keep at it and keep her busy she'll grow into a lovely dog."

JB had been surprised to see how focused and eager MinNao had been once they started working. He was impressed with how easily Guerin worked with the dog, and how much harder it felt when he tried it himself. She kept assuring him that it would get easier with time with genuine smiles and praise.

"Do you work with cats too?" JB asked curiously, stepping out of the x-pen that Guerin had set up around them as a designated play area for MinNao when when was unsupervised.

"Yes, I can work with any animal." Guerin responded with confidence.

"I had a question about one of my cats..." he trailed off, looking at her.

"Sure, what can I help with?"

They spent the time talking about Odd and his new habit, what could have caused it and tips to address it. Eventually the topic shifted to different animals Guerin had worked with and both exotic and the more famous dog of HEET (JB learned the dog was named Eneoji), which led into JB talking about music and his work. Before they knew it 45 more minutes had passed.

"I'm sorry to have kept you!" JB looked shocked, "I'll make sure to tell Jackson to pay you for it."

"Don't be silly. Most of that wasn't work anyway." She waved him off, having morphed into casual speech unintentionally as they had spoken, "You should probably let MinNao out to potty soon though. Here's my card if you have any more questions about your cats." She passed him her business card, then the two of them said their farewells and she headed out.

JB closed the door after her, leaning against it before looking down at the puppy, who was looking up at him while ripping the stuffing out of a plush toy. He sighed then went to get the leash and a plastic bag to take the puppy outside.

JB texted Guerin to schedule an appointment. She had an opening the next day so she agreed to assess the current set up with his cats and give suggestions. The first part of the appointment went normally enough as she offered pointers and praised how most of his set up was very cat friendly. She then introduced herself to the cats by sitting calmly and allowing them to approach her as the two chatted, straying naturally from the intended topic.

"What other animals have you worked with?" JB asked.

"All kinds. Back in the states I worked at a few different zoos, with everything from tigers to spider monkeys to vultures to insects. I love all kinds of animals." Guerin responded, giving Nora scratches behind the ear.

"Wow that's awesome." JB's eyes were wide, "What was your favorite?"

"I like working with birds the best. I have a parrot too, and I take her out flying a couple times a week. Free flight is so fun."

"You fly your parrot? Like on a leash?" JB's eyebrows were high into his hairline.

"No, no leash. She flies where she wants and comes back to me on a cue." Guerin couldn't help but grin a little in pride. She knew it was a cool behavior.

"How hard is it to train that?"

"It's a lot of work, and a lot of patience and relationship building. But it's seriously so much fun." Guerin answered.

"It must be amazing." JB looked impressed.

"Do you want to come sometime?" Guerin invited him, looking up from petting Nora.

"Really? Can I take pictures too?" JB asked, almost disbelievingly.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Guerin shrugged, secretly happy to show off but also somewhat thrilled to have an excuse to meet up with JB, and this time not in a professional setting. The two of them hashed out a time and JB talked about his photography and how he used it as inspiration for his music. Before they knew it time was up and Guerin had to leave for her next appointment. She felt a bit embarrassed that the subject hadn't stayed on topic and told him she would do the follow up appointment pro-bono. JB accepted, also looking forward to see her again. She had turned out to be interesting to talk to and he learned a lot. The two parted ways, both feeling it was a bit too soon.

Jinyoung and Mark were monitoring the last shot they had completed for the drama Jinyoung was starring in. Mark, usually a model, had been recommended by Jinyoung for the small supporting role that required some dancing. Both of them had a background as trainees and while a bit out of practice they had picked it up again surprisingly quickly.

"Charlie." Jinyoung had looked up to see the foreign producer walking past, and gestured for her to come over, "May I make a suggestion?" She hesitated a moment but came over, Mark moving slightly to make room for her.

"I think this move isn't filming well from this angle. Is there a chance we can do something else instead?" Jinyoung pointed out, Mark nodding in agreement.

Charlie looked thoughtful, "What did you have in mind?"

Jinyoung and Mark gave a few options and Charlie agreed that one of the choices would look better on camera, "I'll run it by the director. I think you're right."

"Thank you Charlie, you have a way with getting him to agree with you." Jinyoung smiled disarmingly at the pretty fair skinned woman.

"You're the best." Mark agreed with a small smile while maintaining eye contact.

She couldn't help a slight blush at the flattery from the handsome men, "Oh stop, it's nothing."

Jinyoung had enjoyed working with Charlie, she did her job well, she was likable and thoughtful. He had also learned that she had an unusual amount of pull with the crew as they seemed to trust her opinion. He and Mark had learned to come to her with their requests, since if she agreed it usually went their way.

"I'm serious, we should treat you to something delicious soon for all your good work." Jinyoung smiled coyly, gaining an unnoticed and unreadable glance from his model friend.

"I'm just doing my job." Charlie protested lightly.

"We just want to express our gratitude." Mark pouted cutely which caused her to melt.

"Oh my gosh you two are too much." She patted her warm cheeks self consciously, glancing back and forth between their eager, increasingly cutesy expressions, "Fine if it means you'll stop looking at me like that, you're embarrassing me!" She turned and hustled away to talk to the director about their suggested change before they could butter her up anymore.

Jinyoung watched her go with a satisfied expression before turning back to the monitor, feeling accomplished.

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metalotaku-da · 6 years

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Ryan and Lance week 5 mermaid au

i’ll probably do more of this later on ao3. but the first part is already 12 pages.

“Everybody up! We got to move now! Up! Up! Get your gear.” James yells tearing down the narrow hallway below deck. Slamming on the doors to the rooms to wake people as he passes. A few people falling from their bunks to the floor.

Ryan is up on his feet in no time pulling on his clothing quickly. Once his pants and shoes are on, he grabs a shirt off the wall and his camera bag from his cubby and heads into the Hall. Nadia is seconds behind him hoping on one foot at time to get her shoes on. “What the hell is going on. We just hit the hay a few hours ago.”

“3 hours and 38 minutes ago.” Ina says calmly leaving her shared room with Nadia.

“Ok yeah, well close enough. It's the middle of the night. What the hell is the emergency?” She huffed falling a few places behind Kinkade to give him the arm room he needs to get his shirt on. Even if he doesn't button it.

“Don't know we just need to be prepared.” Ryan answers pulling his camera bags strap over his head to secure it before digging out his waterproof video camera just as they get to the stairs to get on deck.

Once Ina is on deck with her own bag on and waterproof tablet in hand she takes a cursory glance at the sky and down to the horizon. “We have changed course and have increased speed since retiring for the night.” The three ignored the other crew members stumbling up behind them to head for the bridge.

“Why? I thought we were going to follow the current with the migrating shoals till we spotted a pod?” Nadia asked as Ryan continued to lead the way now filming as he went. His camera's auto balancer working perfectly as he ascended the stairs nearly two at a time with his long legs.

“About time you lot got here, hurry up and gather up cadets.” Iverson yelled as soon as the door opened. Already packed around the high-tech holo-gps table was captain Iverson, Sam and Coleen Holt their son Matt as well, first mate Adam west, navigator Veronica McClain, and their marine biology specialist Slav. The one who stood out the most to Ryan was their ships medic Coran also being at the meeting. That was never good. Before their trip could complete the trip to the table James comes bursting in behind.

“Everybody is up and getting to stations sir. All hands should be on deck shortly.” James Sames with a halfhearted salute to the captain who has a soft spot for his old military protocol.

“What is going on? Are we sinking or something?” Nadia asked annoyed at having been woken up so abruptly.

“There is an emergency, but not our own.” Colleen said gently before Iverson could snap at her impatient.

“We got a call from a nearby coast guard vessel.” Iverson said looking around the table. “They intercepted a poaching vessel.” He paused. “In the middle of a hunt.” The room exploded with questions.

“Everyone quiet and wait. See if your questions are answered after he gets out the pertinent information.” Adam shouted over the group till the ceased.

“The coast guard was unable to engage the ship in time to prevent them from harming one of their targets. The good news is they seemed to be after live specimens. The bad news is, they were targeting mers.” Iverson gave a second for that to sink in. As that was exactly the target of their ship, but for research and study in the wild. James had been brought in specifically to collect video for a documentary for added awareness and generate funding for their ongoing research to the public. “And from what the coast guard described of the pod. And their doubt of their own observations. The pod that was attacked is believed to be subject group ap27v, Voltron.”

There was a clatter as Matt dropped his tablet. “Voltron? Poachers found and cornered our legendries?”

There was a groan from Veronica. “they aren't Pokemon Matt.”

“You right I could log on to pogo out here and catch something. They are rarer than Pokemon. They are like finding the lochness monster. We've only had the first-hand privilege to witness them 4 times in 4 years. And the handful of sightings by other vessels is shoddy at best. We can't even get close enough to tag any members.”

“To a seedy bunch of poachers, they probably didn't notice or care about how odd the pod was. They saw a small easy target of variety. Good easy money.” Ryan spoke up his mouth pulled slightly in anger. “It's just about a quick buck.”

Ina carefully placed a calming hand to Ryan's back. Knowing how much her friend hated poachers. Specifically, mer poachers.

“Yes, and we are going to take this opportunity to tag one of the pod.” Iverson said once Ryan was done. “After we have contained and corralled them. We have permission from the government to seize and relocate members of the pod as we deem necessary, though if that does not pan out.”

“What? Why? How?” Nadia asked in confusion. They hardly ever took in living specimens and the mers in particular we're highly protected under international treaties and the U.N.

“The pod's alpha male was severely injured by the poachers. The pod managed to free him, when the coast guard arrived. But there was a lot of blood. They don't know what other injuries we're incurred by the pod. But the male orca breed was observed to be missing an arm from the elbow along with other lacerations. He was also not swimming well on his own the pod was keeping him at the surface and pulling him along as they swam.” Colleen gave the run down from her notes on her tablet.

“We also want all hands-on deck not just because we are cornering injured mer to sedate for medical treatment. Possibly multiple. If it's not treatable on site, we will have to move pod back to the coast for rehabilitation. The unique make up and study of this pod has allowed is this opportunity. Even if our goal should be immediate release. If anyone mer won't survive their injuries above a 90 percent.” Iverson looked to Ina to make sure she made notes on her tablet. Which she was. As that call would most likely fall to her and Slav. “We are to collect them all, till they can be rehabbed and reintroduced.” he gave out a long sigh and then gestured to James to finish for him. Having been the one he first called when the transmission came over. And had caught the tail end and most unbelievable part of the report.

“The other reason is…” James looked around the table at everyone with the most serious of looks he could. “They had advanced weapons.”

“Well of course they did James. They are poachers of mer. Sure they have top of the line instruments of torture.” Nadia sassed at him.

“Yeah seriously.” Matt answered.

“No, the pod did.” James stated back. His tone and eyes showing the seriousness of the information and that he was not joking.

“Like they stole from the poachers?” Coran asked with a twirl of his mustache. Though his tone was curious his face gave way to his worry.

“A wet gun isn't going to fire.” Veronica pointed out.

“No.” James said again rubbing his eyes in exasperation. “Their own they made. The descriptions were vague. But...” He looked around the table at the shocked and agape faces of the team. “The pod got members of it on board the ship to free their member. They were witnessed dragging him over the side and engaging the crew of the ship with primitive projectile weapons. Including firing on the coast guard ship when they tried to corral the pod to hold for us.”

Ryan nearly dropped his camera at that information. Matt dropped his tablet a second time. “That's not possible.” Sam said in his shock. “mer have only ever been observed with basic tools, a coral club, or a sharp shell used for cutting a sharped bone spear. Maybe a shark’s tooth imbedded in a wood handle for the most complicated. You’re talking about…”

“This odd mix matched shouldn't be natural in the wild pod is…” Matt said. “Evolving. If not experimenting and inventing. Like…”

“Humans.” Ryan said in pure shock. This was new. This was ground breaking. This pod alone was unique and ground breaking based on no two subspecies was the Same. It was a mixed pod. and had funded this crew for many years now when they were first spotted. If they could get proof of this, show just how much more human these creatures were. They would not only stun and enlighten the scientific community but maybe even get more funding for protection for these creatures. Or communication. Ryan and Ina's own side project and theory. In attempts to learn their complex languages. “This is..”

“Amazing.”

“Exciting.”

“Ground breaking.”

“Dangerous is what it is. All you little nerds get the stars out of your eyes and buckle down.” Iverson said annoyed. “They attacked the coast guard, who was trying to help and only contain.”

“We will be engaging in a closer and more direct nature. If the reports on the weapons is true. They could use them on us, not understanding we are trying to help.” Adam tried to sober up the group of scientists. “So, we need to proceed with caution. We are headed just ahead of their last know location on the direction they were seen headed. It’s dark, and we have a lot of unknown variables. We have 7 different species of mer to prepare to Capture, subdue, and asceses. And they are already stressed, and in the middle of their fight or flight instinct, and possibly we now have the added danger of distant weapons. We need all hands-on deck sharp and alert. This isn’t going to be easy.” Adam relayed for the group.

“I’m not having anyone die on my watch. The rich bill payers don’t tend to like that. And it looks bad on my record.” Iverson had to get in the last word a wry smile on his face. “So get some coffee and get to your stations. We should be in the strike zone in an hour so long as they didn’t change directions. You are dismissed.”

James grabbed his team on the way out. “Kinkade, can you set anything up for night filming with Ina? I know it’s last minute.”

“It is, I have one camera we can…” Ryan started.

“I’ll have the program ready for it within the hour limit.” Ina answered.

“I’ll switch it to a mount with an auto leveler on the front of one of the go ships.” Ryan finished.

James jerked at that. “I don’t know if i want you on a go boat. That’s, that’s a risky spot if the information is true.”

“Uh griffin, this is like the kind of discovery that makes names. Gets you in a college textbook, maybe even a high school one.” Nadia quipped back. “If you don’t think Kinkade is going to make sure his camera is on the first ship to intercept the pod. You are delusional.”

“She’s right.” Ryan said with a smirk.

“I don’t like it. But if you are going to do it. I want you dressed in full gear. Your thick wet suit, the white one so we can see you if you go over.” James said with a sigh. “Ina, I want…”

“I’ll collect live feed from all camera’s Ryan sets up, and catalog as much data as I can from the feeds before bringing the mers into the slings. That way Slav has adequate data for tranquilizers based on preliminary data to lower risk.”

“Yeah that.” James said with a pout. “I’ll let you to get on what you need to do. “Nadia, coffees, for everyone. We meet back on deck once Ryan and Ina have all the gear they need. And we set up whatever they need help with. We are kind of useless till the mers on in the slings. Then we move fast. If… and only if we really feel they need greater medical care, will we transfer then to the tank. If that happens this trip is over, we head back immediately to the aquatic reserve facility.”

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“Alright we are close to the estimated area the mers should be in. keeps yours eyes peeled, and the sonar drones have been dropped along with two ariel drones with heat signature detection. Once they have been spotted, we will deploy the net boats to secure then and lead them back towards our main ship for tranquilizing and medical assessment. No sling leaves the water unless Slav or Ina gives the go.” Iverson said as he stood in his old military position in front of the crew on deck. “We need to look alive people and keep alert, we don’t know what to expect, this is anything but a routine bag and tag. Watch each other’s backs. The safety of this crew comes first.” Iverson then gave the floor to James.

“The pod we are looking for is the Voltron pod. It consists of a large alpha male orca whale type mer who was the one reported with the most severe injury. He is also the largest. He’s estimated at 30ft long. He’s been named Shiro. The female alpha is an 27Ft long oarfish type. She is the second largest in the group. Named Allura. Next in size we have a female coelacanth, the largest one ever recorded, and it’s just an educated guess based on photos at 15ft. She is the slowest and cataloged as shay. Then we have on second most dangerous after the orca. A bull male elephant seal he is 12ft long, and huge. One of the largest we’ve seen. We believe him to be Over 7,000 lbs. and if he feels like it, he can get around on our ship if we aren’t careful called Hunk. Third dangerous is a crossbreed. Mako, and bull shark mer cross breed. He’s 10ft long. Male. he’s got the speed of a Mako and the most aggressive in the pod. He’s also been recorded with a large black coral knife in every sighting. So, keep an eye out. He’s going to be the hardest to predict. The shark mers are usually solitary or pair. And this one is not. And is normally protective of his pod. Attacking ships that get to close. With the recent attack and alpha male injured he’s going to be worse he’s been named Keith. The smallest female is an octopus type. So, another who will be able to get around on deck easily. She’s also pretty young based on her size. She’s 9ft long if she’s streamlined. She has reach and can be kind of aggressive too. Matt stupidly named her Pidgeot, we call her Pidge. Lastly is a young male, who appears to be a lancetfish type, or at least a crossbreed of one. We just don’t know what with, or if he is a new species. He has a frill with barbs that can extend down his back. He will be the easiest to spot Out here in the dark, he has bioluminescent spots and stripes that flash. He’s just longer than the shark, 11ft and originally named lance. He’s also sometimes seen with a spear. Our goal is to collect them quickly with the least amount of stress. It’s going to be tough. But I know we can do this. These mers are counting on us.”

Matt took over next. “Alright I’m calling out teams for the net runners. I want you sitting pretty and waiting for the drop. Ryan will be joining one of the lead boats with his camera, so he’s just an extra body.” Matt then began calling out the four groups.

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More ships, more humans. Why couldn’t they just leave them alone. The pod had had to slow down. When their leader Shiro had lost consciousness. Pidge had done her best to stop the bleeding from his stump of an arm, tying a band of seaweed around it. But while they had been resting trying to catch their breathes and gills at the surface the next boat of humans had shown. Larger even still than the first two. Then it had broken up into many. 4 smaller, louder boats had come towards them. They had tried to flee. They couldn’t dive with Shiro like this. He’d drown. But they weren’t fast enough pulling his large mass along with them. The humans in their unnaturally quick boats had gotten ahead of them. Encircling their family with a net. It dropped to deep for them to go under even if Shiro could dive and he couldn’t. Keith was becoming more agitated if that was even possible. Slashing at the net with his knife, his claws his teeth even. It wouldn’t break though. And with each passing wave the bigger ship drew closer to them. Allura drew her long body up protectively around Shiro at the sight. Shay holding his head. Pidge i tried tugging on the top of the net to push it down so maybe we could swim over it. We were having very little luck. Then in his frustration Keith slashed one of the hard jellyfish at the top of the net with his knife. It shrank in size and that part of the net dropped lower in the water. Pidge puffed up at the sight of it excitedly. And I flashed my tail. I waved Hunk over placing his hand to my throat I made the vibrations that went with my lights and the words with my hands, so Hunk would know what we wanted. Pidge making the Same gestures a few more with her tentacles pulling at the net Too. Hunk dove down just enough to build some speed then cleared the surface enough to land on the top of the net with his body. I took my last arrow from it’s hold and flashed at Keith. The two us began to slash the jellies on either side of Hunk to get the net to lower more. Pidge darted quickly to shay and Allura to help them guide Shiro out the deepest part above Hunk. I flashed another pattern to Keith, so he knew to go help them. Then i joined Hunk in swimming down holding the net.

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“Are you seeing this?” Matt said excitedly to James as they watched the feed from the boats laying and tying off nets while their ship pulled them in.

“Yeah I am. And as cool as it is, to see their tools and problem-solving abilities in person. They are going to get out and we are going to need a new plan to catch them.” James complained. “Can we real the nets in any faster?”

“A little.” Nadia “But we can pull it.” She snapped her fingers. “See if Iverson or Adam can reverse direction. Put tension on the net make it narrower.”

“On it.” Sam said with a smile calling up to the bridge.

They watched the net jerk on the video feed just a few seconds to late, most the mers getting clear outside the net, the seal getting the net pulled out from under him like a rug falling to the outside of it. But under him was an unbroken buoy. Once his weight was removed it added to the lift of the net. Leaving only one mer the lancet trapped inside. His weight to light. Flinging out of the water and a few feet back from the net seemly stunned for a minute before he dived under. The shark disappearing from the surface along with the octopus and seal.

“So, we got one at least. Even if his pod flees I don’t think they’ll go far, do you?” Nadia asked.

“We don’t know how they will behave. Oar and lancet leave week and injured behind. Sharks eat them. So, we don’t know what they will do. This pod already defies all we know about mers. Anything could happen.” Ina said looking at an underwater feed of the scene.

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I swam up to the net and watched sadly as Keith once again frantically attacked it with everything he had Hunk pulling on it and pidge trying to analyze it. I have them a sad smile and at them to go. I was trapped. Shiro was injured. They needed to flee before the human’s big ship was to close. Keith shook his head and tail violently in the water eyes sad and terrified. It’s ok I signed him. Along with escape. Later. Shiro. safe. I reached my hands through the net Hunk and pidge each taking one. Hunk let out a mournful wail into the water. Pidge signing, they will come back. For me. Not leaving. Back. soon. Keith reached threw the net to grab my head and pull it forward pressing the bridge of his nose to the top of my head, so I could feel the small pulses. Back. safe. Not leaving. Not alone. I flashed my lights back. Love. family. Safe. ok. Go. go. Go. I fight. We pulled away from each other and the net. I watched my pod swim away. To safety to freedom. Then turned to face the big human ship. I had lost my arrow. Only had the bow left draped across my chest. But I still had my teeth, my claws and my barbs. I would fight. To give my pod time at least to get away.

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“Ryan did you see….” Ina asked after having witnessed the underwater scene thanks to the lights of the ship coming closer to the net and mers.

“Yeah I did.” He said his own small feed on this tablet of all the camera’s. His words tinged with sadness.

“But they still left him.” Nadia said sadly.

“I… I didn’t think they were going to after that.” Colleen said a hand cupped over her mouth. The small group on deck watching as the sad lone mer began to frantically move about the shrinking space shoving at the enclosing net. Bright lights on his body flashing randomly. Suddenly shining like a light bright with its paper pulled back to just some twinkling lights. Or pulsating down his body. Intermittently when a boat would get to close he’d flare his spines and flash his teeth. His world slowly shrinking.

“Saddle up team. We still have a job to do. I know it’s hard. Ina assessment.” James sadly got them on tract.

“Subject named lance, untagged, estimated length 11ft long male lancet. Coloring brown, blue white. Gill breather self-pumping. Estimated weight 225-250 pounds Warm blooded. Scale density estimate 6mils back. 2-3 stomach area. Appears to have several fresh lacerations, and a piece of harpoon embedded in his back just under his dorsal ridge between his shoulders. From his movements I believe it to be embedded in the skins connective tissue. I don’t believe it’s in his spine. Due to agitation level, he needs to be tranquilized through the softer underbelly before slinged. Or he could break off spines in it with his thrashing. Or dig the harpoon in deeper putting his spine at risk.”

“Good call.” James patted her on the back. “you’ve got the assessment Slav. Start working on some tranquilizers for him. We’ll hit him once the net is tight enough to control his movements more.”

“on it. right away.” Slav called to him with a thumbs up. Loading the cartridges from his station near the platform.

“Ryan can you get back to the ship? I’d like to get more shots from the platform when we bring him up. If that’s alright.” Matt asked. “his lights and the display look controlled a little bit. And maybe we can get a better identification on his subspecies.”

“sure.” Ryan said. His boat already heading back to the main ship as the others helped guide the mer closer as the net closed in.

The slings were dropped down just before the mer was corralled above it. a mere 10ft ring. Not even enough room for it lay flat at the surface without touching the back of the ship and the net behind him. His thrashing becoming worse. They didn’t have a clear shot though for the tranquilizer. And then the creature started ramming the net. Getting a few spines stuck on the netting. Tearing a few of his fins. As the sight of the pooling blood building in the water, Ryan had had enough of the mer’s fear in his viewer. He grabbed a rope off the deck floor and tied it to this belt. Then set down his hand-held camera. Only his small go pro still clipped to the front of wet suit.

“Kinkade what are doing?” James asked once he saw Ryan set down his camera. Then he saw the rope a second of shocked panic before he rushed his friend. “don’t do something stupid Kinkade!” however Ryan jumped into the net with the panicked thrasher mer before James could get to him. He grabbed the rope to tie off to the deck though to keep him with in reach. “Ryan! You idiot!”

“what is he doing?!” Nadia screamed running up to James to try and help him pull Ryan back towards the ship. Ryan popped up at the surface directly in front of the mer it had turned at the splash.

The creature charging him as Ryan held his arms to brace himself. The mer grabbed his arm unable to get any moment built to throw him. Ryan bit his lower lip hard to hold in his own yell of pain as the mer clamped down hard on his forearm. Its sharp teeth piercing threw the thick wet suit and into his flesh. Claws cutting deep into the suit to shred it. but the thick fabric giving his arm some protection. His pain almost drowning out his friends shouts of fear and worry from the ship. But Ryan could feel the mer’s full body tremble threw his arm clamped tight in the creature’s mouth. Like it was to afraid to let go. But didn’t have the energy left to tear his arm from him. Barely had the strength to flail it’s tail about. It is catching and pulling on the too close net. Ryan carefully and slowly brought his free hand up to the side of the mer’s head and neck the back of his hand brushing the area up and down. Just like he had recorded the sea lion mers in California do to their young. Fingers and nails curled away from the mer’s face and sensitive eyes. The mer flinched at the touch but opened his eyes to look up in shock at Ryan. Mouth still clamped tight. Then Ryan opened his mouth and began to chuff, moan and warble the tune he had heard and memorized from watching the recordings over and over again with Ina to catalog. To his and everyone on the ship’s amazement the mer froze at first and just watched. After a few seconds with the growing silence of the people around them, the only sound from the machines. the mer released the hold on his arm with his teeth. Ryan didn’t stop his ministrations or the sounds he was making, keeping his eyes locked with the mer.

“what the hell is he doing?” James whispered to Nadia hoping she had a clue. She shrugged in response.

Ina however answered. “it’s a call sound sea lion mers in California use to calm their young. Along with the hand motion. It was used by 87% of the observation group. With very small variables in the sounds. It also included the hand motion and touch.” She kept her voice low.

“he’s not a seal type mer.” James grit out. “why would he take a risk like that? How does he know it’s even working? That it’s not just confused at the dumb human touching him and is going to snap any minute.”

“there is a seal in their pod though.” Matt whispered back joining the group by the rope to quickly tug him back should the mer snap out of his trance. James just rolled his eyes.

“can anyone get a shot with the tranquilizer?” they heard Adam ask as he joined them down on the deck. Iverson must have sent him down after seeing the shit show it was turning into.

“no! god no!” Nadia growled out. “trying to get him killed. It takes a minute to work. In that time, he could rip Ryan apart.”

The group watched as the mer brought it’s face closer to Ryan’s before clicking its teeth hard enough for the sound to echo around. Its mouth shaking and teeth rattling. The lights on it’s tail starting to pulsate is a slow soft pattern lighting the waters. Its brows started to scrunch up mouth pausing when Ryan kept up his tune. The mer jerked it’s head up sharply lowering its self in the water before grabbing Ryan’s hand that was on his neck and pressing it in the Same position to the exposed column of his neck with the back of his hand. The mer’s grip nearly bruising on his hand despite it being much slimmer and smaller than his own. The action so fast it freaked out Ryan’s friends jerking on the rope pulling the two a little closer to the ship positioning them over the submerged sling before they realized it wasn’t attacking Kinkade. The mer then repeated the light pulse pattern and the clacking of its teeth.

“I’m sorry.” Ryan whispered careful not to move to much and startle the mer. “I don’t understand.” He kept his eyes locked with the mers. Though he could feel the vibrations threw the hand pressed to the mers throat. The mer stopped again before it looked even more frustrated. It dropped both of hands and surged forward. To grab his head. Pressing the bridge of his nose to the mer’s forehead. However, that didn’t seem to sway the crew on the ship.

“no!” James had shouted at first pulling on the rope again at the initial surge with his team. Once he realized the mer wasn’t trying to rip Ryan’s head off, the group relaxed a bit again. “oh my god. I’m going to kill you when you are back on this deck Kinkade!”

Ryan ignored his friends to carefully place the back of his curled hand to the mer’s face and neck again. Making the calming seal song again. The pressure on his nose growing a bit as the flashing became faster and once again a bit frantic. Claws of the creature digging in ever so slightly to his scalp before backing away. The mer was trembling again.

“Ryan, Ryan you need to get out of there. It’s not working anymore. It’s going to attack.” James said to his friend bracing himself on the lip of the deck to pull as soon as he needed too.

“he won’t. some one get me a fish. Slav put the tranquilizer in the fish.” Ryan paused in his tune to instruct the others. He poured as much calm certainty into it as he could into his words. Though he was fairly certain the mer wouldn’t. it was just frustrated and scared. Slav stumbled on the deck in his bid to do as asked. The pulsating stopped the water going dark for a few seconds before it started again at something more reminiscent as a throb if Ryan had to put a word to it. the mer took one hand off his head releasing some the pressure on his nose to press the hand once again to the mer’s neck. As it tried to make clicks and sounds it wasn’t capable of producing. Ryan stayed still in the water and repeated the seal song again while they waited for the fish.

The human was singing Hunk’s song. It knew seal. It knew at least some seal. But he couldn’t make the Same sounds. He tried, he tried so hard to get the human to understand. The human who didn’t attack him even when he had lashed out with the last of energy to bite him. The human who was telling him it’s ok. You are safe little one. He didn’t understand. The humans never talked to them. They made loud indescribable noises. Angry ugly faces at them. Some smiled and waved their arms. But none ever spoke to them in one of their languages. Till this human. This human who couldn’t understand him. As he begged for help. Begged to be freed. The other humans around them had their eyes locked to him, but they didn’t attack. Unsure if it was because they worried of harming their own or that he would attack the strange human if they did. None of it Matter. This human spoke like Hunk. Hunk who was so mournful at having to leave him behind. But Shiro and the pod needed Hunk. They’d come back for him once it was safe. Just like they had for Shiro. This human was trying to make him feel safe. Even if he was anything but. He’d hold onto the that for as long as he could. Till these humans cut him to pieces or jabbed him with their barbs that made their kind sleep. That’s all that was left to do was wait. And hold onto this what little bit of peace this human was offering him. Letting him pretend it was Hunk singing to him and consoling him.

My eyes catch movement behind the human. We’ve drifted closer to the big human ship. The human bumping into the ridge that sits in the water. Another human was leaning over to hand the seal human a fish and make some noises at him. The seal human took the fish with the hand I had injured. I could see and smell the blood flowing from it. mingling with the water and my own. All my injuries from the previous humans starting to burn and ache the more tired I got. It felt like torture. The seal human slowly moved the fish between us to just in front of my mouth. He stopped speaking while pressing the fish to my lips.

When the merman locked eyes with him again pulling away enough to look at the fish and sniff it before locking eyes with Ryan again. Ryan smiled at the mer sniffing the fish exaggerated the noises a bit of it. and pressed his lips around it like he was eating it before pushes it back at the mer till the mer took to understanding the gesture of him wanting the terrified thing to eat the fish. The mer closed his mouth around it and Ryan pulled back that hand once more. Giving the mer some space as it moved away a bit to hold the fish and bite of cHunks chewing and swallowing it much slower than Ryan expected. Once the mer had finished eating Ryan once again continued to caress the mer’s cheek and sing to him till he slowly drifted off in his arms. The tension of the team around him dissipating with each in the creature had sagged till, he could hear the collective sighs.

“Jesus Christ. Raise the sling. Please somebody.” James said with a head falling back sigh. “on three we hoist this idiot back on deck.” He said to Nadia and Matt who waited for his countdown to pull Kinkade back on the deck. Once he was within reach of the rail Ryan grabbed it with his good hand to help pull himself up.

Adam was there drag him over and start cutting away the shredded wet suit around his arm. Coran coming up behind with his medical kit ready. “do I need to tell you how much trouble you’re in now or should I wait?” Adam asked.

“wait.” Ryan answered with a snort.

“yes at least until I finish treating this wound. Though it’s not nearly as bad as it could’ve been. You are one lucky duck there Kinkade.” Coran said getting to work cleaning the wounds for bandaging.

“I call dibs on strangling him first.” James said. “that was immensely stupid.

“it worked.” Ryan answered.

“it did. That video will help with proving our theory on communication skills and intelligence of mers.” Ina said looking at Ryan’s go pro.

“yes, because your theories are worth dying for.” James spat back. “whatever. Get cleaned up and below deck Kinkade. You’re off this deck till Iverson or I say otherwise.” Then he stormed off.

“give him a few hours. He’ll calm down.” Nadia said with a smile and a shrug. “you scared the shit out of him. He was worried you were going to die. And he’d have to watch.”

“probably would’ve blamed himself too. Since it’s his operation.” Matt said.

“yeah. I owe him an apology coffee.” Ryan answered. But he wasn’t looking at any of his friends. He was watching the mer being taken out of the ocean and moved with the crane to the holding tank. His mouth fell into a heavy frown.

“the mer tired himself out. Even if we treated his injuries and released him now. His pod is to faraway. He’d be stranded alone, and likely wouldn’t make it unless his pod found him. It is better to contain him, treat him and allow him time to rest.” Ina informed him.

“yeah, plus what good is it to release him to catch him again. We need to get the rest of pod for treatment too. Specially the orca.” Nadia said. “they kept one of the drones on the pod as it left.” She informed him at the look of confusion.

“he’s not trapped.” Ryan said with a breath of relief.

“no. he’ll be ok.” Matt said with a pat to his arm.

“and so, will you lad. Now that you are all treated. Better listen to the deck master’s orders. Chop chop below.” Coran teased helping Ryan to his feet with Matt. Matt grabbed the camera Ryan had dropped and took it with him to walk Ryan back down to his room.

#ryan and lance week #voltron #mermaids #mermen #Lance #ryan #kinkade #mermaid au #kinkance

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Gentle Monster Ch. 3

Plot: AU All he wanted was a home, but it seemed like he was never going to get one. You wanted a friend who would keep you company. Upon stepping into the mystical pet shop tucked in the back alleys of a tourist area of town, you had no idea what you were getting into when you signed the paperwork.

Rating: R (Language, mention of relationship abuse, minor stalking, animal/human shifting, confrontation, violence, injuries)

Characters: Dog Hybrid!Chanyeol x Female Reader, Magic Pet Store Owner!Kris, Dog Hybrid!Baekhyun, and mentions of other OT12 hybrids and owners

Notes: This is part of @oh-beyond‘s hybrid series – she gave me her blessing to write one for Chanyeol. The premise is slightly inspired by the manga Pet Shop of Horrors with differences (Ex. Chanyeol’s human form is only visible to the reader and Kris in private and Kris matches pets with appropriate owners versus Count D who used the animals to teach owners a lesson.) Chanyeol’s breed is a Great Dane Doberman mix (called a Doberdane), which is inspired by the writer’s own dog. The title was inspired by a real life experience when a young girl (same height as my dog) rounded the corner in a shop and saw my dog for the first time. (She dubbed my dog “a monster dog” when she ran to tell her dad because she had never encountered a dog as big as her.)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY PARK CHANYEOL!

Ch. 2 | Epilogue

“Good morning Y/N,” the secretary greeted when you came into the office. “How was your weekend?”

“A whirlwind,” you replied with a faint smile as you adjusted the shoulder strap on your bag. “Yours?”

“Too short, as always,” she sighed with a shake of her head. “Any highlights you mind sharing with me about your weekend?”

“Well, I rescued a dog,” you said.

She perked up at your response and prompted you for a picture of him. Your smile remained frozen in place as you fished out your phone and unlocked it.

You hadn’t taken many pictures of your dog yet, but you did sneak one before he woke up this morning. He was sound asleep when you came into the living room, lightly snoring from his place on the couch. He looked peaceful and yet so endearing that you felt compelled to grab your phone, turn the flash off, and snapped a cute picture of your dog with the covers obliterating all but his closed eyes and tousled hair.

You pulled up the picture, unsure of what the secretary would see and turned the phone around.

“Awww! What a sweetie!” she cooed as she took the phone from you. “He sleeps with a blanket?”

“Y-yes,” you replied. “He gets cold easily.”

“Glad you found him – that face though! Who couldn’t love that cute face? I’ll admit I’m a sucker for the ones with big ears and jowls,” she replied with a smile as she passed the phone over to you.

So even in pictures he looks like a dog, you thought as you put your phone away.

Chanyeol wiped his mouth as he finished a drink of water from the faucet before he straightened up and turned the knob to Off. He was starting to get a little bored – after you had woken him up and fed him, he was left alone in your apartment. He had already gotten cleaned up, tidied up his space on the couch, and tried to find interesting programs to watch via your streaming service on your laptop. He didn’t find any of the TV shows you saved to be of interest to him – either they were very confusing or plain scary, even in daytime. Eventually he watched a few animated family movies, before closing your laptop and deciding that he wanted to do something else.

He walked past the phone in the kitchen and jumped when he heard it make a noise. He blinked when he saw the surname for Baekhyun’s owner come up on the caller ID screen and he picked it up. He had seen Kris answer the phone many times for the shop – how hard could it be?

“YAH! Is this Chanyeol’s pretty owner? Hi, hi this is Baekhyun, Yixing’s dog!” the young man chirped.

“Baekhyun-ah, it’s me! Um, Y/N isn’t home – she’s at work,” he explained as he pressed the phone to his ear.

“Oho same here! Yixing’s at work and I’m bored!” Baekhyun replied. “I saw Yixing saved Y/N’s number so I thought I’d call! How is it going over there?”

Chanyeol nodded and he leaned against the wall. “Okay I think,” he replied. “I just wish she wasn’t gone for so long.”

“You get used to it,” Baekhyun sighed. “So when did Y/N see your other form?”

“Well...hours after she adopted me,” Chanyeol recalled. “She was alarmed and I thought she was going to bring me back to Kris-hyung. But she didn’t and that made me so happy. But I’m worried about her.”

“Why? She seems safe,” Baekhyun asked as he lay on his bed, head hanging off the edge.

Chanyeol looked over at the drawer that once held the envelope with the pictures taken of you at the cafe without your knowledge. You had taken them with you and promised Chan that you were going to report the creep after work.

“Someone’s...stalking her,” he said as he glared at the drawer. “That night she took me home, she got a message on her phone and deleted it right away. Then the next day, someone left her an envelope with pictures. They were taken from earlier in the day without her knowing.”

He heard Baekhyun sit upright and his feet hit the ground firmly. “WAE!?!? You’re sure?!”

Chanyeol nodded and explained that you had been upfront with him about this stalker – an ex-boyfriend who wasn’t happy about the relationship ending. “He gave her bruises – I heard Kris-hyung mention them before he sent me out to meet her.”

“Ah this is bad! Please tell me she is getting help?”

“Yes, she will tell the police,” Chanyeol confirmed as he switched the phone to his other ear.

“What are you going to do if this stalker tries to harm her and no police are there?”

His eyes hardened and he gripped the phone tightly. “I won’t let that happen.”

“Have a good night Y/N!” the secretary said as you passed her desk. “Give Puppy a big scratch behind the ears for me.”

“I will,” you promised before bidding her goodbye. You headed out to your car and got in, turning the keys in ignition and began heading for the police station. You pulled out of the parking structure and turned onto the main road, following the directions on your GPS. As you stopped at a red light, you frowned when you noticed something strange in your rearview mirror and froze when you spotted the familiar car behind you in the lane to your right.

You gripped the steering wheel tighter as you waited for the light to change, wasting no time before flooring it once it turned green. You attempted to turn onto other streets, change lanes to get ahead, and other evasive maneuvers, but the car continued to follow closely. At this point, your GPS was going haywire with all of the frequent route changes and you decided it was better to just get home. Your complex was hard to access without a key card or knowing someone in the building. Plus, you wanted to get home to Chanyeol, knowing he was probably antsy after a long day alone.

You zipped through two yellow lights, which bought you a little time as you left your ex in the dust and began to head home. Your heart was racing as you pulled up to your complex’s parking structure and you hit the gate remote to open it. As soon as your car was in far enough, the door went down and you found your designated spot, turning the car off and rushing upstairs into the resident area of the complex.

“Good evening Miss Y/N,” the night guard greeted you as you passed him. “In a rush?”

“Yes, I need to let my dog out,” you lied before making your way to the elevator. You pressed the button for your floor and the Close button, trying to take deep breaths as the elevator ascended.

You heard the door ding for your floor and you sucked in a breath as the doors opened. You stepped out onto your floor and froze when you saw him lingering by your door. Before you could slip back into the elevator undetected, he turned and saw you, making his way over to you.

“Who let you in?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

Your ex jabbed his thumb at the apartment a couple doors down, which belonged to the sweet, elderly neighbor who was starting to forget a few things. He must have thought this was still a current flame and thought he was doing no harm by letting your ex in.

“There’s nothing to say,” you said squaring your shoulders. “It’s over, we didn’t have chemistry, you need to move on. I suggest you leave before I call the night guard to escort you out of here.”

“You won’t do it,” he taunted, crossing his arms. “You’re lucky anyone paid any attention to you.”

“I broke it off because there was nothing! If we kept doing this, it’s called leading someone on!” you insisted as you tried to put space in between the both of you. “I’m not Alisha – you can’t try to make me or anyone else be her replacement!”

You glanced over at your door, which was flung wide open and your dog stood in the doorway, eyes narrowed at your ex’s back.

“Chan,” you whispered before he charged over and grabbed your ex from behind.

Your ex thrashed in Chanyeol’s arms and roared, digging his elbow into Chan’s ribs. Chanyeol grunted and fell backwards, gritting his teeth before he pushed himself to his feet, lunging for your ex again.

“Get your mutt off me!” your ex yelled as he tried to push Chanyeol off.

Chanyeol curled his fingers into a fist and punched your ex hard. “Don’t. Ever. Touch. Her. Again!” he roared at your ex as he continued to throw punches.

The commotion drew some of your neighbors out and a few looked out, one running to see if you were okay.

“My ex – he was stalking me...my dog is trying to protect me...” you managed to get out, body trembling as you witnessed the scene. “Chan stop! That’s enough, please stop!”

Another neighbor gingerly took Chan by the collar and guided him off of your ex, speaking to him in a soft voice. “I know you were trying to protect your owner Puppy, but she needs you to stop. She’s scared, you might wanna check up on her boy.”

Chanyeol tore his gaze from your ex’s bloody face and he saw you were close to collapsing. He let go of your ex and rushed to your side, clasping one of your hands in his.

“I’ll call the night guard sweetie,” the first neighbor said as she pulled out her phone. “I’ve seen this punk lurking around and I knew he was a bad egg!”

“You need help Y/N?” another neighbor asked.

You shook your head and took three deep breaths, straightening up and gently guiding Chanyeol by his collar. “Chan come on, let’s get inside boy.” You fumbled with your keys and unlocked the door, nudging Chanyeol forward before following.

“Chan,” you managed to get out before collapsing on him, tears flowing freely. He wrapped his arms around you and patted your head, pulling you close to his chest.

“It’s okay Y/N, it’s okay,” he said in a soft voice. “It’s over. I promised you I’d keep you safe. He won’t hurt you again.”

You were woken up by the sound of someone knocking on the door and Chanyeol made you stay where you were before answering it. You frowned, slightly disoriented as you sat up, realizing that you were on Chan’s couch with his blanket wrapped around you. When did you fall asleep here? Had your dog carried you to the couch and let you cry yourself to sleep?

“Y/N are you well? Chanyeol told us about your ex – we’re very sorry to hear this happened,” Yixing called out. “I hope we’re not intruding, but I made a beef noodle stir fry. I can leave it for you if you’d prefer to be –”

“No please come in!” you called out from the couch.

Baekhyun bounded into the apartment and quickly crushed you in a hug. “Ah is Y/N okay? Chanyeol protected her from what I heard.”

“Thank God for Chan,” you murmured as Yixing and Chanyeol came back to the couch. “It happened all so quickly but if he hadn’t been there...”

“Have you eaten?” Yixing asked as he held out the container.

You shook your head and he smiled as he passed over the container. You accepted it and froze when you remembered that Chan didn’t have dinner yet.

“Oh Channie I’m so sorry,” you groaned when you realized how late it was. “Hang on, I’ll make something for you, I’ll–”

“Y/N should eat first,” Chanyeol ordered as he prompted you to sit back down, handing over a fork for the noodles.

You smiled weakly as you took the fork and dug into the noodles. “I owe you a whole pizza Chan for what you did for me,” you noted.

Baekhyun perked up at the mention of pizza and Yixing glanced over at you. “Those will still be good tomorrow – we can order a few pizzas tonight, if you prefer. I know a great place that’s not far from here.”

“Oh that would work,” you said as you put the lid back on the container.

“I can’t possibly eat the whole pizza! Y/N’s too nice to me!” Chanyeol protested when you presented him with a large pizza the way he wanted it.

You laughed as you patted his shoulder. “Oh you don’t have to eat the whole thing now, silly! But it will be all yours to consume until its gone.”

Chanyeol smiled as he clapped his hands together and took a whiff of the pie before him. You were about to dig into your slice you cut for yourself when you heard the door again.

“I’ll get it, Y/N should eat and relax,” Chanyeol promised as he got up and headed to the door.

“Good evening Sir, is Y/N home?” an officer announced.

Sir?

You frowned as you got up and joined Chanyeol at the door. “I’m Y/N – I’m guessing you need a report for what happened?”

She nodded and you gently nudged Chanyeol out of the way as you stepped closer, giving details of what happened.

“My dog knew my ex was bad,” you explained. “He attacked my ex because he knew my ex put his hands on me without permission. I have proof of him stalking me before this confrontation.” You passed over the pictures and letter he sent earlier and the officer added them to her evidence folder. She finished scribbling a note and paused to look up, tilting her head as she noticed the collar around Chanyeol’s neck.

“By any chance, did you adopt your dog from a small pet shop in Chinatown?” she asked as she met your eyes.

You tilted your head with a curious look and nodded, watching as she smiled and leaned closer.

“Small world,” she murmured in a soft voice. “I have an owl – he’s quiet, but he’s a sweetheart. Always cooking me healthy meals before I go to work. Sometimes he places bets about who the guilty party is and 99% of the time, he’s right.”

“Kyungsoo-yah?!” Chanyeol whispered with wide eyes.

“Oh you know him?”

“Yes! He used to cook for us all the time! How is he?” Chanyeol asked with a delighted look.

“He’s well! Very creative – he makes recipes up all the time and it’s always something new,” she laughed with a shake of her head. “Well, I’ve got what I needed. Take it easy and try to have a good night.”

“But Y/N, you said I should sleep on the couch,” Chanyeol protested once you began to settle in for the night.

You patted the bed and explained that tonight, you wanted the company. “I trust you Chan,” you said. “Besides, when I cried myself to sleep in your arms, I felt...safe.”

A smile crossed Chanyeol’s lips and he joined you on your bed, lying on his side. He held his arms out and you curled up in his embrace, closing your eyes once his arms wrapped around you.

He used one hand to reach over and turn the lamp off before he fell asleep too.

#Gentle Monster #EXO Chanyeol #Chanyeol imagine #EXO Chanyeol imagine #EXO AU #EXO Baekhyun #EXO Lay #EXO D.O.#Park Chanyeol #Park Chanyeol imagine #yourkeeperoftherunners original #number 2188

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jacks-obsessions · 2 years

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File #1: White Snake

Name: Enrico Pucci

Species: Archangel

Gender: Male

Temperament: Ranges from Low to Aggressive depending on the subject

Risk: Medium-High

Notes:

Although he appears to be an archangel from the bible, he is actually a type of monster who hypnotizes people into following his ‘god’

His ‘god’ being Dio Brando, a vampire

Has visual similarities with biblical angels such as ‘Thrones’ and ‘Seraphim’, although he is contained by a more human-ish form.

Enrico is presumed to have been alive even before the Victorian Era, possibly into when Jesus of Nazareth was around. Thus he was dubbed an Archangel by ancient researchers

Has a fixation on concepts of ‘Time’ and ‘Gravity’

Has had violent outbursts, resulting in the deaths of doctors [REDACTED] and [REDACTED]. When consulting with one of the specialized monster therapists, Enrico believed they ‘insulted his god and his word’

Kept in an environment similar to the Harpies - High fixtures, lots of flying room, open sunlight.

Some of the monsters call him ‘Father Pucci’ and attend his ‘service’

Enrico says he’s a man of god and would never think about dirtying himself. In response, the organization has taken to mixing medication to induce temporary amnesia and heightened sexuality. This lasts for about 5 hours.

One Psychologist, Dr. [Redacted], stated that Enrico may know he’s being drugged.

Also has stated that Enrico is lying about being celibate, multiple security guards finding videos of Enrico in sexual acts with other monsters before destroying equipment.

Hypnotizing power is extremely dangerous, recommended that all personnel wear specialized reflective goggles to avoid his multiple eyes

Is seen humming hymns and citing scripture from Christianity works.

Powerful in persuasion and seen to be very charming.

Difficult to pinpoint biological structure since Enrico is seen changing the forms of his genitals and such multiple times. Human volunteers have claimed it starts off as two dark-colored tentacles and changes over the course of the session.

#enrico pucci #monster au #monster breeding program au #jjba headcanons #jjba part 6

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[fanfic] Unholy Desires: Chapter 9

One second, nothing but the deepest of shadows and being utterly unaware of what went on around him. Only that single voice that whispered in the very depths of his mind, telling him to stay that way, that it was far too soon to wake up, that he needed to recover his strength and sleep was one of the ways. Another way would come when he woke up.

And in the next second, or so it seemed to him, Taichi opened his eyes and found himself staring at the underside of the bunk bed. He blinked a few times before he swung his legs off the side and sat up, his stomach rumbling and ravenous for something meat-related. Or maybe some fish. He wasn’t picky.

“Hikari? Do we have any beef bowls? Or fish? Something! I’m starving!”

He rubbed his eyes and blinked, staring. He didn’t expect to see everyone else there. He really didn’t expect to see them all looking so – disturbed.

Oh. Wait. It wasn’t everyone else. Yamato wasn’t there.

In a swift deluge, all the memories came back. Yamato – Yamato wasn’t – he’d been – he’d -

One hand flew up to the side of his neck and he winced at the faint hint of soreness there. He shook his head, trying to get everything put together, and not having a lot of success.

“Hikari? What’s going on? What’s got everyone so upset?” Wait – why were their Digimon here where Hikari could see them? She wasn’t -

She moved over to settle down beside him, offering a tiny smile. “You’re awake.”

“Yeah. What’s going on?” He glanced towards the window and blinked to see the first hints of sunrise. The last he’d been aware it had been … the night before? Or so he hoped…

Hikari glanced towards Koushiro. He, Jou, and Sora looked more worried than Mimi or Takeru did. Well, Takeru looked worried too but it sort of was different.

“Guys? What did I miss?”

Koushiro drew in a breath and came over, hugging his laptop close to him. “We’ve been busy all right. First, we know now who the Eighth Child is. It’s Hikari-san.”

Taichi stared at her. She nodded a little, holding up a small device – her Digivice. “Um…” Well, that was progress, at least? “Who’s your partner?”

“Tailmon!” Hikari grinned at that, her eyes glowing in deep warmth tinged by worry. “She and Wizarmon went off to find my Crest. But – they never came back.”

Taichi wasn’t sure of what he’d just heard. Tailmon – that little cat Digimon who attacked them before? One of Vamdemon’s servants? His head throbbed faintly and his stomach rumbled loud enough for everyone to turn and look at him.

Hikari got up. “I’ll get you some breakfast. Mom and Dad are still asleep. We – they know about the Digimon. They want to talk to you when they get up.”

Oh. He really had missed a lot. He rubbed the back of his neck. “What about Yamato? Has anyone seen him?”

“Not really. But we know more than we did,” Koushiro said. He flipped up his laptop and turned it to face Taichi. On the screen was Yamato, looking as he normally did – but there was a screenful of information there as well. Taichi read it by instinct.

Anbumon: half-human son of Piemon and Takaishi Natsuko, known on Earth as Ishida Yamato. Ultimate Level. Digimon Partner: Gabumon. Healer. Known attacks include Deep Sleep and Obsidian Strike. He is the corrupted Viral side of Chiguumon. Cold, arrogant, and quite possibly the strongest Digimon in existence save for the Holy Beasts themselves.

There was a great deal more but Taichi could hardly believe what he’d already seen.

“… Yamato’s – he’s – he’s not human?” That was going to take a lot of getting used to. “What is that? How did you find out?”

Koushiro tapped his laptop. “One of the programs that Gennai put on here is an addition to the Digimon Analyzer. The ordinary Analyzer can’t detect a human-Digimon crossbreed. That’s probably why we haven’t noticed anything until now. But I checked us all, on Jou-san’s recommendation. Only you, Hikari, Mimi, and Takeru are full humans.”

“The rest of us are part Digimon – or more,” Sora said, raising her head. Piyomon snuggled up against her and Sora’s hand caressed over her feathers. “I-I’m – Devimon.” She shook her head, shoulders shuddering, and turned away.

Jou kept his own head down, staring at his fingers. “Vamdemon. And – I suspected before this.”

Taichi took a step over towards him. “What do you mean?” He wondered if he’d actually woken up or if this were some amazingly realistic part of whatever dreams he’d had. He didn’t remember dreaming, but…

“I mean ever since we landed in the Digital World, I’ve – I’ve wanted to drink blood.” Jou shuddered, looking a great deal paler for a few seconds. “I thought I was feeling a little anemic, but then all of this started to happen, and I wondered ” He shook his head. “I’d rather not go anywhere near Vamdemon. I don't know if he knows – or what he could do.”

Taichi rested a hand on Jou’s shoulder. The whole idea of him being part vampire – or part Digimon – didn’t mean a thing to him. What did matter was that his friend was upset. “Don’t worry about it. If he does anything, we’ll stop him. We’ll stop him even if he doesn’t, just so he can’t!”

“He’s right!” Mimi declared. “I don’t care what he is, he’s not going to hurt any of us anymore!” She glanced at Takeru. “And that means we're getting Yamato back, too!”

Takeru’s smile brightened the tiniest bit. Taichi looked at Koushiro. “You said you were too?” He still wasn’t entirely convinced he wasn’t dreaming, so better to go along with it until he woke up.

“Yes. Me.” Koushiro actually fidgeted. Taichi hadn’t really seen him do that before. The redhead stared down at the laptop before he tapped a few keys and then shifted it around so Taichi could see it.

There was Koushiro, and a list of information. Taichi read through it, then blinked. “You’re an actual Digimon, not a – a hybrid?” He wasn’t sure of what else to call them. Were they going to have to invent a term?

“Apparently so. I – I want to talk to my parents about this. And to Leomon, if we return to the Digital World. Which we may have to. Those who have Digimon blood in them need the Digital World now that we’ve been there. Apparently we can survive without it – up until the blood itself awakens, for lack of a better term. But once it has, we need to be there as much as any other Digimon.”

Leomon. Taichi glanced again. Oh. Right. He was Koushiro’s – father. Sire? Whatever. He didn’t recognize the other name, though. Probably a Digimon that they hadn’t met.

Then something else occurred to him. “What was that – Chiguumon in Yamato’s profile?”

“That is something else that Jou-san and Sora-san have to deal with,” Koushiro said. He flicked the screen back to Yamato’s. “It appears that when a Virus Digimon and a human produce an offspring, then the potential for a “dark side” of sort exists. Somewhat like SkullGreymon, but the intelligence level is vastly different. It isn’t exactly an evolution but more of an alteration. This alteration manifests more or less as a different personality. That personality – and his Digimon blood – were awakened when Yamato was bitten by Vamdemon. That is Anbumon. Chiguumon is his natural state. Anbumon is the dark side – the corruption awakened by Vamdemon.”

Taichi wondered if the nausea that stirred up was because of hearing that or because Hikari hadn’t yet gotten back with his breakfast. Probably both. He settled himself back on his bed and tried to put all of this together.

“Also,” Koushiro added, and Taichi wondered what else he could take, “this mention of Piemon. We don’t know who that is but given that Yamato is apparently an Ultimate level Digimon – a level that we previously weren’t even aware existed – it stands to reason that he is going to be our enemy. We will have to return to the Digital World.”

“Oh.” Taichi couldn’t really say that bothered him a lot. He rather liked the Digital World and if they could get home now and then, he wouldn’t have minded spending more time there. Though going back to fight a powerful enemy wasn’t exactly his idea of a fun vacation.

Worry about that later, he decided, especially when Hikari entered with a tray of food, all of which smelled delicious and put every other thought out of his head for the moment.

As he ate, he started putting together what they were going to have to do. Find Tailmon and her friend and get Hikari’s Crest, then find a way to break Vamdemon’s hold over Yamato and get him back, and then find a way to defeat Vamdemon once and for all. Going back to the Digital World to face whatever they found there could wait – would have to wait – until after that.

“Taichi?” He looked up to see his parents in the doorway. He yelped for a second, coming to his feet, his first instinct to hide all of the Digimon. But both of them smiled little, weary smiles at him.

“Your friends told us all about what happened. I admit I wasn’t sure what to think, but you’re going to do what you need to do no matter what, aren’t you?” His mother said. Taichi slowly nodded.

“We thought you would,” his father said with an approving nod. “Be careful. All of you be careful. We heard about what that monster did to your other friend.”

Taichi’s eyes fell over to where Gabumon’s egg lay, wrapped in blankets and with Agumon and Gomamon next to it. Would Gabumon ever hatch again?

“We’re going to get him back,” he promised. He wanted to believe that with every scrap of his body. He could not shake the memory of Yamato – of Anbumon’s hands on him, the way his teeth pressed into Taichi's own skin, the sound of that velvet-soft voice purring in his ear, sending shocks through him that he’d never experienced, not even in those first few moments of meeting when the part of him that was a Firestarter sparked against the part of Yamato that were a Healer.

That's right, he reminded himself, he’s not just a Healer. He’s my Healer. They weren’t bonded yet but that was mostly just a matter of courting – proper bonds weren’t allowed to be formed until both partners were of legal age, in their case eighteen. But still, he and Yamato both knew. Everything that had happened in the Digital World only made both of them that much more certain that this was the one they wanted to bond to.

There were other things that Taichi thought he might want to do but that would have to come later. It wasn’t unknown for Healers and Firestarters to date as well as bond to one another. Not often, because a bond was lifelong once forged and romantic relationships didn’t always last forever, but it could happen.

He’d been told that many times growing up. Maybe somewhere along the way it had actually sunk in.

A startled noise came from the window where Mimi stood. Everyone surged over there, children and parents alike. She raised one hand and pointed, trembling. At first Taichi wasn’t sure about what she was trying to show them. Then he saw it. He saw them.

“They’re Bakemon,” Jou whispered. “We saw them on File Island. Vamdemon must have brought them along too.”

“What are they doing?” Taichi's mother asked, trembling. Taichi wasn’t sure at first, until it became obvious.

“They’re taking people,” he said. And so they were. The Bakemon swept into the apartment buildings and dragged people out, urging them towards somewhere. This had to be part of Vamdemon’s plan. Which meant they needed one of their own.

“Everyone,” he decided, “go find your families and get them to safety. Stop as many of the Bakemon as you can. Something must have happened to Tailmon.” He had a strong feeling that ‘something’ was either Vamdemon or Anbumon – or probably Vamdemon and Anbumon. “Once they’re safe, we’ll try to find her, and then finish off Vamdemon.”

He hoped that it would be as easy as he made it sound. But it probably wouldn’t. He clenched his fists, sparks dancing over them.

Vampires burned, didn’t they? He was more than ready to find out.

To Be Continued

Notes: Yes, I did a time jump. It was necessary for story purposes. And now action can begin to happen!

#fanfic #higuchimon writes #digimon adventure #digimon #yagami taichi #ishida yamato #vamdemon #taichi x yamato #yamato x taichi #au: breeds #au: healer firestarter #chapters: unholy desires

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