Igniting a darkened flame. // SBI

There's nothing I won't understand.

Quick A/N: 600 reads!? BRUV IM FLATTERED- also just wanna say stick around for end A/N because announcement eeeee!!!

A short breath and a leap of faith.

I've fallen into your arms of fate.

"Will you kill two heroes with me?"

Quackity's hand froze where he was rubbing the kids back. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at the kid confusedly.

"...What?" He said after a few beats of silence.

"Will you kill two heroes with me?" Prometheus or Tommy, as Wilbur had called him said slowly this time.

Quackity just continued to stare dumbfoundedly at the kid, Prometheus was described a hero, he always was, so why was he asking him to commit literal murder with him!?

I mean it wasn't like Quackity hasn't killed before, he didn't get the title of Villain for just looking intimidating. But the idea of someone who was considered a hero asking him such a thing was just..

Weird as fuck.

"Prometheus first of all, slow the fuck down." He said loudly making dramatic gestures with his hands. "Second of all, you don't just ask someone that."

"But I need to know now Jester."

"Listen kid, I may be a Villain but that kind of stuff isn't that simple-"

"Jester, Jester please." Prometheus grabbed his shoulders, and fear filled in his eyes. "Please I'm begging you this one thing, I'll do anything you need after just do this one thing."

The sudden mood change startled Quackity, Prometheus looked at him as if he needed this. Like only these two deaths could heal his pain. And the worst part was Quackity had met someone like this, he had played this game before and killing to get revenge wouldn't get Prometheus anywhere.

But it was that desperation in his eyes that made him fold, that deep sorrow that he couldn't say no too.

He shoved all his memories down, all his trauma, he could ignore it all if it meant helping Tommy.

Quackity was a bit scared, he would do so much for this kid and he only knew him for a day.

"A-alright, yeah what's your plan?" Quackity sighed.

Tommy seemed to calm down at that, the tension leaving his s and the body fear and that filled his expression faded. He took his hands off of his shoulders and stepped back a bit. Prometheus opened his mouth too speak but he quickly interrupted him instead.

"Wait a minute, who do you even want to kill?"

The kid just bit his lip sighing in frustration and murmuring something Quackity didn't hear.

"Sorry kid, didn't catch that." 

"Mask and Monarch." The anit-hero said his voice still barely audible.

Quackity's breath stuttered a bit.

"What was that?" He said his face pulled in a strained smile.

"Mask and Monarch." He said again this time his voice completely clear with a tinge of stress in it.

"Kid." Quackity said slowly. "Those heroes are both in the top ten, heck Mask himself is the number one!"

"I know Jester! It's just-" Tommy cut himself off , grabbing at his hair nervously. 

"Hey kid it's ok- c'mere." He removed Prometheus's hand from his hair and slowly moved him so he was sitting back on the bed before joining him.

"I need this Jester, I can't sleep at night some times just thinking about it, I need them gone."