"Simon!" Tess called out, walking towards her friend. But he was already meeting her halfway. "I know, I know." He said, stopping her before she started to explain their new issue. "We have to get the others." Simons sighed, but ended up nodding. Muttering a small "Let's go." Letting the younger of the two lead. They heard them before they saw them. Almost ambushing them and informing them of their latest problem. "They're harvesting the children." Tess said. Now everyone being in the know, maybe they could actually do something about it.
"That is Lady Koroba. She is a demented brute. Her affection occurs to anyone who receives it." Enoch explained as he, Fitz and Aaron started to blend in. Their plan now in motion to get the others back. But, like has been established before, the odds were not in their favour. And the plan wasn't easy. It really was a long game. He continued to explain to them the people around them. A senator who looked like a human coming down the stairs. Dressed in royal outfits with maidens around him. Apparently though, the man's temper was his worst flaw. That being of a child. A diseased child, in fact. So, in short, Kasius (the leader of this place. A Kree) had assembled the worst of the worst. A hive of scum and villainy. And they were right in the middle of it.
"Do not fear, you both are far more reprehensible than any other creature in this room." Enoch, 'assured'? Them as they moved. "Thanks for that Enoch." Fitz answered for the two. Him only giving an answer of "You are quite welcome." And, according to him, it was a fun pursuit bringing together their aliases. And, their new names made them extremely wealthy brothers who were marauders. Apparently, the barouche they had signified how many people they killed. "Mine's too low then." Aaron mumbled. Fitz hit his friend in the side to make him stop before he drew attention to them.
Fitz's plan was simple: Grab them and go. Enoch had tried to dissuade them. But Fitz was too distracted by a new arrival. Jemma. The two stared at her, seeing her look different; dressed in white robe, with gold paint around the eyes.
One down, a few more to go. For Aaron, it was like the framework all over again. Going to a world they didn't know to try and find his friends. And, if he'd learnt anything from that, it was don't let the first sighting sell you on the fact that it would be easy. In fact, the earlier you found someone, the shitter the experience would be.
Small talk was something Aaron wasn't great at anyway. But, small talk with people that he didn't know and said some words that he didn't get wasn't helping. Although, overall, he was starting to catch on. The main thing being cargo and coins. Those hadn't changed. People's wants for coin and the word "Cargo" Probably meant the same thing it did in his world. Aaron noticed Fitz constantly staring off to Jemma. Aaron subtly prodded Fitz in the back, then nudging his head towards his other friend. Fitz getting the message. Excusing himself from the discussion to go to her.
Pain. Pain was a powerful motivator. A very powerful one. The threat of it, the power of wielding it over others, the fear of it being bestowed upon people you lo- care about. Fitz's words were a ploy. A simple tactic to help sell their role. Fitz the loud one, Aaron the quiet one. Both doers in the field. But Fitz also held the brains as well. Jemma sent a look towards Fitz as Kasius' request to find what was reaped from the harvest today. A look of so many questions and fears all put into one. But, the two kept up their act. Giving apathetic looks and stepping away to give her space. Even if one emotion did come through Fitz's gaze, he hid it as well as he could.
"Earlier today, my men were carrying out the process of Terragenesis. Hoping to produce new Inhumans for my guests. If any were so inclined." Kasius explained. "Depends on how many units we have left after we purchase the destroyer." Fitz said in a cold voice. "It is said you are a man of expensive tastes. We shall soon see if you have the resources to support such desires." Kasius said in a cocky voice as he finally left. The two watched him go. Well... Fuck.
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Fiksi PenggemarA boy with no name and a past he hates he remembers gets dragged into a world much weirder than the one he is used to. And, in doing so, tries to be a better person. I don't own Agents of SHIELD or Marvel. This is a piece of Fanfiction. OC x No one ...