Junkyard Bastion

Who are you?

AN: Double update cuz I feel like it 😋

<Wesley's POV><4:42pm>

I knew I'd run into trouble but him?

Out of ALL FUCKING PEOPLE?

His little gang pry open the gate, and they slowly pour in, the leader stopping straight in front of me. "You look sharper." My jaw clenches. "Kids, I think you three should go hide." I say through my teeth, trying to control whatever I might do to him.

Punch him, stab him, shoot him, kill him...

I don't know.

My hands hesitate, my brain screaming at my body to just get the job done already. My hands say clenched at my sides, stubbornly.

<Beckett's POV>

A few motorcycles, (somehow muffled), drives up to us, and I feel like I've just seen a Unicorn.  The man eerily stares me and the others down, soonly fishing a device out of his robe, pointing it at us until it beeps twice. "Perfect." His creepy grin sends shivers down my spine, and he gestures for the two other motorcycles to-

Before I could even do anything, I feel an overwhelming shocking feeling sear through my body, and I cough, falling to the ground. "W-what... Fuck that- hurts.." I try to speak, but the overwhelming burning feeling on the tips of my nerves were too much. I hear Wesley say something to the man, grabbing his neck and forcing him off the bike. I try to watch the fight, but my vision begins to get dark in the corners.

The man grabs Wesley by the neck after he had hesitated too long, with one hand, and his other grabs his waist firmly, bringing him down to- OKAY... this guys a creep. I'm gonna have a hard time erasing that memory...

Wesley breaks away, and begins to choke him. Just before he could do anything else, he gets shot with the same paralyzing bullet I was shot with by the man.

The man grabs Wesley, placing him to the side as he gets up. Zeriah was fighting the two bikers while Orion was trying to get me up. Wesley struggled to get back up. "Don't kill my men now, they're important." He aims something at Zeriah, taking him down, soonly following with Orion after.

"Hmph, yknow I don't like squirmy subjects." He gets off of his bike, crouching over me. "But, don't worry boy," he grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

"You'll be changing the world with your cooperation." He looks into my eyes, his true intentions hidden, and his wide smile giving off a different feeling this time. My vision blurs, and a warm feeling washes over me as I lose the last bit of conscious.

<???'s POV><4:48pm>

Finally.

I walk over happily to my bike, gesturing my men to carry the three on theirs. I look down as Wes, bringing him up to place him on my bike. "Sir, uh..." one of the women on my team opens her visor, giving me and Wes a look. "It's not really my place to ask, but.."
"Me and him go way back." I give her a small smile before mounting my bike, turning on the gears. I place my Helmet back on, the visor resting on top of the helmet.

Seriously, he really thought I wouldn't notice?

I know a longing stare when I see one. The way his eyes softened at me, hesitating to hit me once he was on top of me was seriously... Ah, I have subjects to tend to. I hide my reddening face by closing my visor, revving my bike and driving back to my lab, my men (and women) following behind me.

...

I open up the cells, putting two people in each. I'm cruel but I'm not that cruel to just separate them...

I waltz back to my lab, and I take out the DNA extractor. I'm quiet eager to be finally using this thing, sure hope I don't reverse and suck out their life forms..- GOD THAT'D BE SO FUNNY THOUGH! WATCHING THE LIFE DRAIN FROM THEIR EYES LIKE HELPLESS CREATURES HAHAHA-..

His laughter died down after a bit.

"Oh God.." He covers his mouth, suddenly conscious again.

He looked down at his watch, the thing beeping and slowing down as he regained his composure.

I think I need a cup of water.

<Zeriah's POV><Time Could Not Be Found.>

I slowly gain conscious, along with the feelings of everything. I seethe in pain, gripping my stomach, where I was hit. I feel someone next to me and I turn.

Beckett.

It's like the world is TRYING to tell me something... Too bad I'm practically deaf.

I lean over him, the cell being surprisingly big and comfortable, unlike those concrete ones you see.
"Beck, you awake?"
He turns, groaning.
"Dude, cmon."
He clutches his shoulder, where he's been hit too I assume.
"Beck.."
I feel arms around me, tugging me downwards.
"Trying to sleep, ######."
I falter, pulling away. Who is he talking about?

<Beckett's POV>

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This dream again?

I get up, feeling the cell I was thrown in, getting up to explore. I don't really understand these dreams but, they could be useful?

I look down, nearly screaming and falling back out of pure shock. Why the FUCK is my body right there? I feel hands on me and I notice Zeriah shaking me. I reach out to stop him but to my horror my body just moves itself, bringing Zeriah down with me- it? I don't know.

I look at myself, my body who's just hugging (possible crushing) Zeriah. How could I even tell him that I'm not "home"? I turn away until I hear a muffled noise. I turn to look over my shoulder.

Oh God...

Something I couldn't name was swirling in my stomach, something I couldn't control, or explain. My face had grown hotter by the second. My body was just reacting on.. I don't know what but, it shouldn't be...

Clenching my jaw, I decide to just get away. Anywhere, at least.

Turning, I run out of the cell, trying to find anything else to distract myself from that.

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AN: How's that for the world telling you something Zeriah?

He can hear it LOUD and clear now. Well, feel, but we don't talk about that.

Anyways.. hope y'all enjoyed the chapter, even though Beck is lowk just becoming a track star again.. not without feeling the FEELS stir in his stomach again. It's happening guiys. ITS HAPPENING!!!! Beckett is beginning to nest as the caterpillar he is, and emerge as the beautiful bisexual butterfly he was always meant to be.

(Get the joke I make there? Butterflies making nests? The one Orion made? In that ONE CHAPTER? HEHAHHEAWEF-
nvm.)

I usually wouldn't spill this much info but yall kinda deserve it considering Beckett wouldn't admit it until 7,639,843 chapters later.

PS: The scientist didn't kiss Wesley.. From Beckett's perspective he did but he actually didn't, he was just whispering something in his ear (sorry to disappoint fellas)