Have Courage & Be Kind

WARNINGS: None really, I don’t even think there’s swearing ^^”

NOTE: I do not own any rights to Marvel or The Originals, I have taken content directly from the shows in order to give you a better image of what’s happening! 

A/N: Sorry i haven’t posted in a while, I’ve been going through a lot lately and haven’t had the chance to sit down and keep going.... also I haven’t figured out how to link my chapters yet so I’m sorry for new ppl

Word count: 1,500 (smaller than normal but the next part will be longer so it will make up for it) 

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Weak from the hours of spells and torture Rebekah stumbled trying to get away from Klaus, running through doors, falling against walls and eventually ending up in the basement where she met a dead end

“Tired of running?” he called behind her

“I know how much you love the chase and I’d like to deprive you of it” huffing against a wall, watching him round the corner. Klaus was suddenly on his knees and tossing someone away from him, it was Marcel 

“Ah! The lovers reunited, this is actually perfect, I can deal with you both at the same time” pulling the dagger from his belt he waved it in the air. 

“Klaus, it was my idea to call Mikael, he had nothing to do with it” she wheezed moving to stand in front of Marcel, unconscious on the floor.

Before anything else, the blade in Klaus’ hand was driven into his chest. Outside Briar gasped in pain, everything halted to a stop and she fell towards the ground; as the energy field dropped Steve ran for her, grabbing on at the last minute before hitting the ground himself. Briar groaned turning in the arms of the super soldier, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed herself up “Nice save capsicle” 

He turned and sat up after her “don’t call me that” 

“Somethings wrong” Briar brushed his comment off looking over at the sanatorium, she stood and watched as her aunt and Marcel sped out of the door and off into the night. “Oh no” she breathed turning back to see Elijah carrying Klaus with Tony and Natasha right behind them,

“Uncle-”

“He did it to himself Briar, I’m taking him back to the compound” Elijah interrupted as he walked past, he placed Klaus in the car and turned back to his niece “What about aunt Rebekah?”

“In hiding; a necessary sacrifice. Go Briar, you don’t need to be here for what comes next, you did your job beautifully. This is between siblings” Elijah placed a kiss on her forehead before getting into the car and driving off.

Briar turned to face the avengers “Ok, when do we leave?” Tony then turning to face Steve “You gonna fight me on this?” Cap clenched his jaw and looked away 

“Seems you’ve already made up your mind” Steve turned to Natasha, “and I for one would like to get out of this city before any other vampires come sniffing around” the redhead flipped her hair and grinned at Briar. 

Once on the quinjet Briar leaning against the wall next to Tony who was flying, she watched steve and he adjusted his uniform, 

“He doesn’t like me” she whispered, Tony shook his head 

“His loss then” winking at Briar she rolled her eyes, “He’s not so great, there’s times where I want to punch him in his perfect teeth” 

“Down boy” Briar glanced Tony's way “what’s got your panties in a twist about him?”

“Grew up listening to how my dad ‘knew captain America’ as if it was some great feat, as if that made him some superior being. What I hate most of all is how freaking polite he is”

“Polite?” Briar scoffed I must have missed that 

“Guy dies and wakes up 70 years later, finds out there’s aliens, androids, wizards and now vampires, witches and werewolves. Let alone someone who is all three; he’s bound to be suspicious. Stand off-ish, hell, maybe even a bit of an ass” 

“Are you defending him? The guy you just said you want to punch in the teeth? I mean he’s got a hell of an ass but-”

“How close are we?” Steve asked cutting Briar off coming to stand behind Tony’s chair 

“Friday?” 

Nearly 20 minutes out, sir 

Steve nodded and walked away eyeing Briar as he went, she winked, giving a devilish smirk. 

“You were saying?” Tony asked, turning as Steve left. Briar shot him a ‘nevermind’ look shaking her head, she looked out the window as they flew closer to the compound.

Once on the landing strip, the back opened and everyone gathered their belongings. 

“Labs all set up boss” a demanding voice called from outside the ship,

“Oh, no. He’s the boss” Tony turned to face the brunette, who was now on the ship, pointing to Steve who turned his head not making eye contact with anyone,

“I just pay for everything, design everything, make everyone look cooler” 

Briar shrugged and turned to face the brunette, “what’s a girl gotta do to get a drink around here” 

“Hill, status report” Steve called coming to stand in front of them “Sir-“ before she could continue; Steve pulled her from the ship and spoke in hushed tones. Briar huffed, feeling an arm snake through hers, “c’mere darling, I got you” Tony whispered in her ear pulling her off the ship.

Steve watched as they walked by, “I have everything you could dream of and if I don’t I’ll have it flown in, promise.” Tony announced loudly for everyone around to hear, Nat watched Steve watching you, “She doesn’t seem so bad” 

“What’s her deal?” Hill asked 

“Nothing, she’s not a part of the team” Steve stated grabbing the tablet from Hill’s hands to sift through the photos. 

“Top shelf for little old me? Tony you spoil me” Briar winked taking the drink he handed her,

“You’re going to be meeting the rest of the team soon, a god, an Android, a witch, a rage monster, you know a little of this a little of that. Try to be nice, some of them have-“

“Anger issues?” Briar twisted the glass in her hands “They sound fun, who’s first?” 

“Tony…” a timid man called from the doorway, 

“Banner, - Tony smiled at Briar - Banner is first, what’s the word?” 

“Uh- I need you -um in the lab” without making too much eye contact he walks off 

“He gets nervous around beautiful women, it’s no big” Tony waved his hand dismissively and followed Banner, Briar close behind. 

“The scepter, we were wondering how Strucker was getting so inventive, so I’ve been analyzing the cube and take a look at this.” Banner brought up a holographic image of the cube onto the floor.

“It’s beautiful” Briar commented leaning against the doorway 

“It is; it’s like it’s thinking- i mean this could be- it’s - it’s not a human mind, i mean look at this. They’re like neurons firing.” he paced around the image

“Down in Strucker’s lab I saw some pretty advanced robotics, they deep six the data but… I gotta guess he was knocking on a very particular door.” shrugging Tony watched Banner come to a halt.

“Artificial intelligence.”

“This could be it, Bruce. This could be the key to creating Ultron.” 

“Ultron?” Briar asked sipping her drink,

“Peace in our time Briar. Imagine that?” Tony beamed 

“That’s a mad sized ‘if’ Tony” Bruce rubbed his neck 

“Our job is if what if you were sipping margaritas on a sun dried beach turning brown instead of green? Not looking over your shoulder for veronica” 

“Don’t hate I helped design veronica” Bruce started pacing again

“As a worst case measure right? What about best case? What if the world was safe? what if next time the aliens roll up to the club they can’t get through the bouncer” 

“The only ones threatening the world would be people” Briar stated leaving the doorway to stand beside Tony, offering her drink.

“I wanna apply this to the ultron program but friday can’t download a data schematic this dense, we can only do it while we have the scepter here that’s three days, give me three days” he took a sip of the drink

“So you’re going for artificial intelligence and you don’t wanna tell the team?” staring at Tony nervously,

“Right and you know why because we don’t have time for a city hall debate. I don't wanna hear: the man was not meant to meddle, medley. I see a suit of armor around the world” 

“Sounds like a cold world Tony” Bruce looked back at the image in front of him.

“I’ve seen colder” Briar locked eyes with Bruce 

Word Count: 1,970

WARNINGS: Language, blood, violence (honestly pretty docile) 

A/N: Sooo my computer broke which means I’m editing everything on my iPad which was not designed for Google Drive.... i found out, which means it may take me longer to post and I’m so sorry about that! Also when I figure out how to bundle my chapters together I will have links so you can read previous chapters! thank you for your patience with me and have a wonderful day! =)

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"Enough, with all the shouting!” Another British accent flooded through the front door, Briar folded her arms in front of her chest and sighed “Father.”

“Father?!” Tony stressed

“Hello Love, should have known you’d be behind all this commotion. Seems I’ve arrived before corpse clean up this time.” - he glanced in the direction of the avengers-- “Young, old, dead or alive witches really are a pain in the ass.” the hybrid king walked through the bar smirking at his child. “Now tell me” - walking behind the bar taking a swig of the bourbon that was left out - “what’s all this about?”

“Mr. Mikaelson--” Tony began,

“Oh manners, I like that but Mr. Mikaelson is my very dead father, call me Klaus.” he stated raising his hand to tony

“Ok, Klaus. We just came to talk with Briar about a possible recruitment into the Avengers.”

“The Avengers! How exciting. Yes, I could see how having the only Tribred in existence would be of great benefit to you. Doesn’t seem to be going very well, mate” Klaus gave a toothy grin “No matter. We have more important things to worry about, like finding Rebekkah, isn’t that right Briar? As I recall you were sent here to gather information not bully the vampires into hiding”

“They were very rude.” Briar flipped her hair over her shoulder “Trying to drain wonder boy here of all his supped up blood. No underground vamp is going to know anything about Rebekah, I told you we need the witches. No thanks to Marcel, none of them are willing to talk.”

“If we help you find this Rebekah girl, can we have our talk?” Tony asked, Klaus gave a skeptical glance, “this is family business, friend. I suggest you leave”

Briar stepped between them “Now, now. You just pointed out that we are getting nowhere. Plus with Tony's suit he moves as fast as we do” Klaus eyed the group up while Briar made her case. Steve grabbed Tony’s arm, keeping his voice as low as possible “Absolutely not, we’re leaving. I’m not recruiting her”

“Good thing it’s not up to you then” Tony shook him off “She would be an asset to this team, she just doesn’t like you, can’t imagine why. Romanoff, what do you say? Up for a little hide ‘n seek?” Tony backed away from the group grabbing a handful of peanuts that were on the table. “I’d like to investigate more into her world, besides she doesn’t seem so bad” Nat shot a coy smile Steve’s way and he sighed in defeat. “Two against one, decided.” Tony nodded as he chewed.

“The whispering, mate. Doesn’t work on the supernatural.” Klaus gave Briar a warning look (this better work kind of look), he fixed a strand of her hair that had strayed when Steve gave a sparky remark "We'll help you look, friend."

"Very well" Klaus tossed his hands "would be more effective for us to split up and because none of you know what you're looking for I'll take the redhead and wonder boy. Briar you take the other one. You call me if anything happens." placing a hand on her upper arm he kissed her temple and walked out the door. “Father-ly love at it’s best?” Tony commented as Steve and Nat followed him out the door. Briar walked behind the bar pouring another glass of bourbon

“Drink?” she offered the glass in the air

“Always “ Tony responded coming to stand in front of the bar, she grabbed another glass and poured herself one as well

“So what are you really doing here Tony?” she asked taking a sip of her drink,

“Exactly as I said, we want to recruit you, but we don’t need any of the legal mumbo jumbo-”

“Tony.” she gave him a sympathetic look “I can tell something is wrong, what happened?”

Looking into her eyes for a moment he looked away and downed his drink “War, end of the avengers, end of the world really.” he played with his empty glass and placed it on the counter

Briar walked around the bar and up to Tony "Happy called. He told me about Pepper; said he figured you would reach out." Briar raised her hands up to his face "may I?" They hovered by his cheeks, Tony stared hard into her emerald eyes and closed his own. She laid her hands gently on his head pressing her thumbs into his temples, closing her eyes to focus on his fear.

Flashes of aliens and black holes, panic attacks, losing Pepper, almost losing Peter, and then a pile of corpses. Broken bones and souls of his beloved team laying atop one another; the glistening of a shield, that blinded you for a moment, cracked in half next to Steve, who lay beaten and bloody at the top. Briar turned but something grabbed her arm "you could have saved us Tony." The voice echoed through her very being, she opened her eyes gasping for breath.

She gripped the bar behind Tony to steady herself, he wrapped an arm around her waist "you good?" He asked though it seemed more like a question for himself. "What was that?" Briar placed a hand on her throbbed skull,

"The future or at least I think so, came to me in a vision, maybe it was put there. I don't know but what I do know is I've lost enough people to last me a lifetime and this time needs to be different. That's why we're here Briar. We need you." placing his sunglasses over his eyes he tapped the edges. “Friday you there?”

at your service sir. “Rebekah Mikaelson, show me an image and run a city wide search, any phones, laptops, traffic cameras. If she sneezes I wanna know about it.” right away sir

The tracker ran for almost an hour, tony and briar sat in silence sipping their drinks,

“You’re sure she’s in the city?” Tony asked checking his phone

“Honestly she’s been missing since yesterday, between dad and uncle Elijah the witches are all up in arms about this whole power struggle. The witches are sick of being pushed around by Marcel and the werewolves want back in the city. Everyone’s fighting for the crown” Briar shifted the glass in her hands

“I don’t know who any of those people are. Surprised anyone would want to go up against Klaus, he seems a touch homicidal” Tony got up and walked over to the window Sir, we have a match

“Finally” Tony responded looking over at Briar who rose from her chair.

New Orleans Sanatorium, abandoned 100 years ago, 3 individuals have been spotted heading into the building, one seems to be unconscious.

“That would be aunt Rebekah, let’s go, I’ll call my father on the way”

Tony and Briar pulled up to the sanatorium along with Klaus, Steve, Natasha followed by Elijah and Marcel,

“Why are you dressed like a slob?” Briar pointed out Elijah's ruffled shirt and loosened tie. “Mind your manners Briar” Elijah simply said walking towards her “we have more pressing matters at hand.”

“Speaking of which, I think I should go in there and get Rebekah” Marcel stated, glancing ever so briefly at Klaus.

“Something you’d like to share with the group Marcel?” Klaus smirked, shifting his stance.

“The witches in there are targeting you Mikaelsons, I can slip in unnoticed, grab her and be out before they even know.” And there it was, his best salesman smile; charming, for most, not for the vampire that raised and turned him.

“I think I’ll go in there myself and see exactly what’s going on, thanks. Besides with Briar here what could go wrong? Gentlemen, meet the super soldier who has been all over the news.” Cause held his arm out to show Steve off, he was off put and snapped his head up immediately. “You wanna talk battle strategy? I think Romanoff and I would have a better shot-“

“No, no, I was thinking more Red” Klaus smirked nodding towards Briar,

“Protection spell, with super blood; it would definitely make it stronger” she glanced at Steve “No, I’m not a walking blood bank for you and your family. We said we would help you find your sister but we aren’t getting involved with any blood magic vampire family war. We’ll help get her out and then we’re done.”

“The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can leave” Tony commented, “and I think it’s more of an IV drip than a blood bank”

“One small prick of the finger, cross my heart” Briar raised her arms in defeat.

“Niklaus the most important thing is to retrieve our sister bad Alive and unharmed” Elijah responded straightening his tie and smoothing out his shirt.

Steve wasn’t happy but agreed anyways, he didn’t wanna spend anymore time here than he had to, everyone broke into groups, Klaus and Tony, Elijah and Natasha

“Where’s Marcel?” Briar looked around but he was gone

“Briar start the spell. I’m not letting him get to Rebekah first, I know he’s hiding something” Klaus sped off “Niklaus” Elijah called out chasing after him with Natasha and Tony trying to follow behind.

“How do we start” Steve asked turning to Briar,

“I’m gonna need some blood so just relax” she cooed running her hand down his arm, keeping his eyes locked with hers as she stepped in front of him.

“Don’t fight it” her pupil dilated pulsing back to its original size and before he could respond she grabbed his throat and sunk her teeth in.

Caught between the pain and the compulsion Steve was only able to grab onto her as she fed, soon enough she retracted her fangs and stepped back, Steve fell to his knee, she could feel the surge of power running through her.

The winds picked up and seemed to whirl around her, arms stretched out, she began to mutter an incantation. The building moaned against the power of the wind; Steve winced in pain, grabbing his neck and stumbled to his feet, looking over between the building and Briar.

Her veins outlined in dark purple drew up her arms and into her chest as she continued to chant, her eyes flew open black as night she seemed to be in a sort of trance. The air around her rippled with power and crackled like firewood,

“Briar?” Steve asked, watching as her feet slowly rose off the ground, he reached for her but couldn’t reach past the air that encircled her.

Meanwhile inside the sanitarium Klaus was breaking down every door he could

“REBEKAH!” He shouted,

“Now, now, there’s no need to shout” a female voice came from down the hall “We’ve actually been waiting for you Klaus, waiting for Rebekah to relive the night she betrayed you.” The woman in the shadows stepped towards him,

“What, her little tryst with Marcel? They’ve been sneaking around behind my back longer than I can remember” Klaus proceeded towards her “now if you’ll hand my sister over we’ll be on our way”

“We can show you the truth, about why you left New Orleans all those years ago. How Michael found you, when you shouldn’t have been found.”

Klaus stopped, anger boiled beneath the surface “what are you talking about?”

“You have a witch protecting you” she stepped towards him again

“NIK!” Rebekah screamed from behind her, Klaus’ eyes never left the woman

“So you’ll have to hear it straight from the horse's mouth” stepping to the side she revealed Rebekah.

“NIK, whatever she said isn't true, I Swear!” Her voice broke as she screamed, crying out for him again

“I want to believe you sister, but your eyes tells a different story”

Word count: 1,100

Warnings: language / plagiarism from the originals! I do not own anything in regards to marvel or the originals I'm just a women with slight obsessions

A/N: To quote my main character "I'm the best parts of a vampire, werewolf and a witch" 

Avengers come to recruit Briar 

Asserting her dominance, Briar peers into Steve's mind and sees how hurt and depressed he is. 

Tony loses pepper and seeks comfort

(i’m slightly obsessed with the winter soldier rn sooo imma throw a wrench in here and add Bucky to the story cause i can muhahahhaha)

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Tony, Nat and Steve walked into the bourbon bar off the main street,

Tony takes a quick look around "keep an eye out, she should be fairly easy to spot."

"Would be easier if we knew what she looked like, I can't believe there are no pictures of her. I thought that the interweb thing had photos of everyone?" Steve asked his seemingly innocent question. Tony rolled his eyes 

"I told you she has long dark hair, green eyes and looks like she wants to kill everyone." Stark walked up to the bar "what kind of bourbon you sell here?" He asked 

"the alcoholic kind" the bartender responded walking away. 

"Hmm, ok." Tony tapped the bar. 

Nat was searching the other side of the room when a loud group stumbled through the doors; there were 4 of them looking gangly and hungry.

"You smell that?" The tallest one cocked his head towards rogers "smells like new meat" low growls came from their chests. 

"You selling tickets to something or..?" Stark snapped at them 

"We're not looking for trouble," Steve assured them. The group stood in front of the entryway and bared their fangs, snarling. "Too late." 

"Stark, what the hell did you drag us into?" Nat pulled her pistols out aiming them, "we are looking for Briar. Old friends" Stark commented double tapping his watch and pulling part of his suit over his hand 

They launched at each other, fists, bullets and beams flying from one side that never found their targets, the group moved with blinding speed and already had hands on the team. One knocked Tony to the ground; another yanked Steve's head back and went to rip his throat out with his teeth; suddenly he was sent hurling into the wall. All fighting ceased at the action and a british accent poured out of the doorway "You're making a mess in my favorite bar." 

"Cutting it a little close aren't we?" Tony asked, pushing off his knee to stand. Briar stood in the doorway one arm raised holding the man against the wall. "Gentlemen, there better be an excellent explanation for this." Heels clicking on the floor as she walked into the bar; 

"It's Briar. Go, now!" the rest of the group ran off through the back exit. Briar directed her attention to the one she still held, gritting his teeth he strained to speak "let me go" he hissed 

"That looks like it hurts" she twisted her hand "that's what I was going for" the man let out a yell in pain "what're you doing to me?" Panic taking over his voice. 

"Stop it, let him go" Steve stepped forward, giving her a warning tone. Briar didn't blink, she watched her toy writhe in pain "Anthony, darling." She tilted her head in starks direction "it's been too long" 

Stark shifted his stance "Briar, you're looking ravishing as always. Thought maybe we could chat?" With that Briar turned back to the man against the wall "I'm feeling generous, so here's what we're gonna do. I'm going to let you live, so long as I never, ever, see your face in this town again. Yes?" Dropping her hand to her side the man fell from the wall and within seconds was out the door. 

Briar walked over to Tony and wrapped her arms around his neck, she kissed his cheek. "You brought me a boy scout and a ginger, I would have preferred chocolates and wine. The whole city will be buzzing over wonder boy here, dying to sink their teeth into him." Briar bit the air next to Tony’s ear.

Tony steps to the side holding an arm toward the two avengers "Oh I'm sorry, Briar this is Capsicle and romanoff and this is--"

"Briar Mikaelson; my, you are a tall glass of water" interrupting Tony, Briar eyed Steve up and down causing him to shift uncomfortably. Nat grinned "what are you?" Curiosity flashed in her eyes. "I'm a tribred. My father was an original vampire, my mother was a Crescent pack leader and my grandmother basically invented black magic. I'm all the best parts mixed into one" she gave them a wink. 

"Vampires?" Nat repeated, "Werewolves? Witches. This is the stuff of novels, fairy tales." 

"I mean you saw how they moved, you saw her throw someone into the air like she was Wanda, i'm sorry we have an alien coworker, a God and a raging green monster but you draw the line at vampires and werewolves?" Tony snorted.

“From what I’ve seen you don’t have very good control of them, how many casualties have you had from blood thirsty vampires?” Cap spoke to Briar but turned to face Tony “You want to recruit someone who would sooner tear a person’s throat out than listen to them? Absolutely not, she’s not welcome in this team. Spoiled princess beating fear into everyone"

"That’s fine, you're not welcome in New Orleans, captain. The serum that runs through your veins can be sniffed out by any vampire or werewolf from miles away and what the witches wouldn't do for some suped up blood. That shield you carry doubles as a target because they will come for you and I don't think I like you enough to deal with protecting you." Briar turned to the bar, every candle lighting around her. 

"This is my city. We don't live in the shadows like rats.”-- Briar poured herself some bourbon and turned back to face Steve “The locals know their place. They look the other way. The blood never stops flowing and the party never ends. This is my home, my family, my rules."

Nat glanced at cap who folded his arms over his chest "And if someone breaks those rules?"

A smile formed on her lips "Then they die. Mercy is for the weak." downing her drink she turned back to Tony "You wanna pass through? You wanna stay a while? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. (Turning her head to face Steve) And I'm not princess of the quarter, I'm the Queen! Show me some respect." Black flooded her eyes and veins colored themselves purple and red beneath them.

New series I’m thinking of launching, not sure if it’s any good.

Word Count: 1090

A/N: Character perspective, double agent, love story 

WARNINGS: None 

pretty innocent really

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Katerina fumbles with her keys, phone and purse as she walks towards the entrance to starbucks, her phone falls from her hand and she closes her eyes waiting for the worst but there's no sound. Opening one eye she peeks to see what’s happened and finds her phone in a large gloved hand. Her eyes darted up to the face of the person who caught it, sighing in relief “Oh my god, thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver” She placed one hand on her chest and held the other out to take her phone back. The stranger was dressed in mostly black, leather jacket, short hair and looked very uncomfortable 

“s’no problem” he nodded his head slightly and gave a forced smile placing the phone in her hand he then reached past her grabbing the door. 

“And a gentleman, can I buy you a drink? Please” Kat asked walking through the open door turning to face him and he passed through as well, 

“No, no, it’s fine, really.” he shook his head, slumping his hands into his coat and avoiding eye contact.

“I insist, I won’t take no for an answer” leaning in so she could catch a glimpse of his eyes

“Well that doesn’t leave me much option then, uh- coffee, black please” he replied tossing the  arm still in his coat pocket and with that Kat turns on her heels, smile on her face and walks toward the barista, gives his order and before giving her own she turns back to the stranger “Who should I say the coffee is for?” 

“Bucky.” With that same forced smile. Nervously he scanned the room, watching people chatting at tables and standing waiting for their orders, he looked towards the door

“Waiting for someone?” Kat asked checking the exits just as he did, 

“Nope, I- uh- just don’t like crowded places” bringing his attention back to her. She nodded and looked over to the corner of the room, “come with me” she gestured for him to follow and he did, she stood along the wall and offered him the corner, 

“Access to all entry points, almost every door in sight, better?” She tilted her head to the side and smiled when she noticed him relax a bit, he gave a soft chuckle and looked her right in the eyes “much” he mustered. That was the first time they locked eyes, they were a beautiful blue,

“Black coffee for Becky?” The barista called and his head dropped, he slowly rose from the corner but Kat stepped in front of him and grabbed the coffee from her. Hovering for a moment while she waited for her drink; she looked back at Bucky for a moment who looked away as soon as their eyes connected. Not long after, her drink was ready and she accepted it happily. Heading back toward Bucky, she handed him his drink “sorry about that” she commented “s’okay.” He slurred his words shrugging his shoulders. 

“Well, thanks, I’ll be on my way then” he raised his cup and started for the door,

“Do you like movies?” Kat almost shouted after him, scrunching her nose as she realized how loud she was. Bucky stopped and turned back to her “uh- I have seen a movie in 80 years- or - erm… that’s what it feels like… heh” he gave an uncomfortable half smile and blew on his coffee. 

Kat tilted her head a bit, sauntering over to him, “there's a new drive in theatre that just opened up that I’ve been dying to check out but all the movies they're playing right now are older and I was wondering if you were busy later tonight?”

“Yeah- I mean, I’m free” taken back by her forward request, he wasn't sure how to proceed from here.

“Ok, what’s your number, I’ll text you later with the details” Kat pulled her phone out unlocking it and getting ready to add him in,

“I- uh don’t really know how to text” embarrassingly admitting to her 

“That's' ok, can I call you instead?” Kat offered, extending her hand out when Bucky pulled his phone out, he handed a fossil flip phone to her “Yeah, that works.” 

She was quick to add her number in and call herself so she could save his number. 

“Ok, I’ll call you later than.” She smiled handing his phone back to him,

“Ok” Bucky stood motionless for a moment and Kat took the opportunity to retreat waving as she left. She rounded the corner, her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked, pulling her phone out she added Bucky into her contact list. 

“You work fast; a fantastic little actress” a voice called from the shadow of the alley she passed, Kat stopped dead in her tracks and turned toward the sokovian accent,

“You hired me to do a job. I’m doing it but you need to let me lay the groundwork. Can’t just bag him off the hop, he’s paranoid, nervous, always scanning. He’ll see you coming so let me establish some ground work and then he’s all yours Zemo.” He stepped out from behind the wall applauding silently, he leaned against it to the side of her,

“He’s a super soldier, this needs to be done correctly, swiftly, you can do this, yes?” He reached for her and pushed a section of her hair behind her shoulder. Less of a question more of an insult; Kat shrugged his hand off her giving him a hard stare

“Yes sir, consider it done” copying Bucky’s forced smile. Zemo had paid handsomely for her services and she needed every penny she could get, ever since half the population came back, work was hard to come by. She watched him carefully as he leaned in and whispered 

“No feelings, no mistakes” 

Words: 2,076

Warning: Language, twist

Pairing: Ariel x Ezra

A/N: This character was recreated, original name was Joe, I didn’t like the name so I changed it to Ezra instead! I do not own this character or the rights to them! Just for fun! Going more off the original story rather than the Disney version.

“BOYS!” Ursula called as she lay in her half shell tossing shrimp into her mouth, “BOYS!” she impatiently shouted again just as they rounded the corner; tentacles crawling down the side of the wall first and as they grew in size the sight of her young nephew came into view. He was slender with the similar hair to ursula’s, he yawned with a tentacle in front of his mouth as he stretched his arms out. 

“Yes master?” he asked through his yawn and the two eels slithered through the water rubbing themselves around his torso.

“What is the status of our dear little princess?” Ursula asked, her eyes glowing yellow through the darkness of the castle,

“I uh-” the young Cecaelia stammered 

“EZRA YOU’VE BEEN SLEEPING ON THE JOB!” Ursula’s voice boomed through the potions room and sent shivers down his spins. The eels snickered as they slid around him and over to Ursula 

“No good” Flotsom hissed, Jetsom twirled around his brother “Not if he can’t do one simple task, why keep him around?” they snickered again, Ezra shot them an angry leer “Shut it, you water snakes” 

“They are not wrong, boy; and since you seem to have such a hard time watching over our little princess, I’m sending you to the world above.” Ursula spoke with disappointment folding 

her hands in front of her mouth. 

Ezra’s tentacles began to fold and split into the form of legs, he stood up and clothes appeared as if from nowhere, deep blue pants with a sea shell buckle, tentacles up his black suit jacket with a dark purple silk shirt and a black bow tie. He licked his lips, “Boys, now… you’re in charge.” Ursula announced, Ezra walked toward her fixing his collar, “Alright, leave it to me. I’ll make sure nothing goes right, my master” with a sneer he swam through the opening in the roof to the surface world.

Ezra stepped out of the water right next to the castle. He spotted the princess in her window brushing her hair with a fork, he licked his lips “Hello, little mermaid” hissing came from behind him and he turned his head slightly, looking back to the water where the eels lurked in the shadows of the night “You’re on the clock” they bubbled below the water, he needed no reminder, he was fully aware of his task; eyes intent as they disappeared below the surface. Ezra sighed and cracked his neck from left to right, stretching as he did so, he hated being under surveillance but it was what auntie wanted and he would sooner chop off his own tentacle rather than upset her. 

Ripping a branch off a nearby bush he snapped the twig in half and started towards the village. 

“Humans are such vile creatures, I’ll never understand them” Ezra walked down the paved road candle light to guide his way, the ground was dirty and there was a putrid smell in the air. He hated the way the air hurt his lungs, the salt from the ocean never gave him a sore throat. He honestly could not understand the adoration that the little princess had with this world. He especially hated the way the birds would circle him, burying his hands in his pockets he walked a little faster, ducking into an alley. He looked behind him to see where the birds had gone and bumped into a metal trash can that made a very loud noise as it toppled over, spilling into the alley which attracted his second least favorite thing about this world, cats. They meowed innocently backing Ezra into a corner where a strange bead of water ran down his temple, he tried hissing at them but it fell on deaf ears they were too preoccupied with the garbage that had spilled. 

Unsure of how to handle the situation Ezra stayed frozen in the corner of the alley waiting for them to finish. Enraged hissing came from down the alley and all the cats began to disperse as a furry dog came tumbling down the alley, tail wagging and tongue hanging out the side of his face, barking and seeming to be high on life as he chased all the cats away releasing Ezra from his corner of terror. The dog jumped on the fences to where the cats fled to, then he gave up after only a few seconds, Ezra watched him hesitantly as the dog inspected the garbage then finally noticing Ezra off in the corner. Unable to control his excitement the dog barked and ran to him jumping up and down “Ahh STOP!” Ezra yelled more disgusted that scared, there was slobber everywhere and it was getting all over his suit. 

“Max! Where are you boy?!” a young man ran by the alley where they both stood and Max perked up and ran off in that same direction. Ezra wasted no time leaving the alley, he did not want to get trapped by the cats again. 

Ezra sped around the same corner and walked back towards the ocean where he felt more safe than in the city, as he walked toward the familiar water he heard a high pitched squeak  “Mommy, I wish I could go to the princes ball” a small child cried and she and her mother walked by a poster announcing a formal ball, Ezra stopped in his tracks and went to inspect the poster. 

“A formal masquerade ball” a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth “Now that does sound delicious” he looked over to the castle “Absolutely delicious” biting his lower lip. 

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NEXT DAY

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Ezra was busy checking his reflection in a store window, cleaning his teeth with his tongue and straightening his new suit he put together for the ball. 

“Ezra…” he heard a familiar voice, unsure of where it was coming from, “Ezra!” the voice called again, “Hello?” He called back to the voice, “OVER HERE BOY!” that was definitely auntie. Following the angry voice Ezra noticed a reflection in a fountain in the square and there she was, “Master?” Ezra asked quizzically 

“How are things progressing?” She asked rippling in the water, 

“Just fine, I’m all over it, doubting my abilities already, master?” he grinned sheepishly, 

“You forget why you were sent to the surface in the first place, boy. Disappoint me again and I’ll leave you there.” a fate worse than death Ezra swallowed hard and placed his hand over one of his three hearts. 

“I assure you master everything is under control.” bowing slightly to the water he watched her disappear. Biting his thumb Ezra felt hot with worry, straightening himself out he knew he would need to get this over with as soon as possible.

Walking up the entrance of the castle Ezra noticed guests handing invitations to the guards as they walked up, eyeing the guards, Ezra slipped into the shadows absorbing the color and shrouding himself in it. One of his more useful skills he picked up from his mother (much like an invisibility cloak), he was able to walk through unnoticed. Making his way to another shadow he was able to reappear in the hall, straightening his bow-tie Ezra began following the crowd into the ballroom.

The ballroom was grand, large white marble with gold accents all around, shaded in sheer that hung over the lights adding a small amount of mystery to the crowd; he began scanning the room. Surely that bright red hair would be easy to find and sure enough there she was, huddled in a corner looking like a fish out of water (literally). She was frantically searching for something or more likely someone; Ezra licked his lips and made his way through the crowd. People were standing all around laughing with drinks in their hands, some were dancing, others were sneaking off out onto the balcony where the sun was setting. 

Ariel was playing with her gloves, twisting her fingers together and rubbing her arm as if to comfort herself. Ezra was nearly to her when he noticed a young man with black hair walking toward her as well, the prince no doubt Ezra sped up to reach her before the prince did. 

“Your highness” he announced sheepishly bowing to the little mermaid, she turned with eyes wide, she tried to ask him a questions unable to as her voice was still trapped in the sea shell that he wore on his belt. She looked at him quizzically, 

“Hello, are you a friend of hers?” Eric asked from behind the little mermaid assuming Ezra was bowing to him. “I am” he replied not looking at the prince, instead he raised his head and tried to capture her eyes with his, however her eyes were darting back and forth between him and the prince,

“How nice, I was afraid she was the only one left from the shipwreck” he stepped closer to her as did Ezra. 

“Shipwreck?” Ezra repeated unfamiliar with the cover story, “Ah, Yes that’s why I’m here” draping an arm over her shoulders “We have all been so worried about our dear girl, would you mind terribly if I steal her away for a moment?” Ariel flushed red as Ezra slid his hand down her arm and placed it comfortably on her hip. “Oh, of course.” Eric gave a disheartened sigh and Ariel stepped toward him arms out with sympathy, Ezra gave a frown and yanked her into him as he walked off in the opposite direction. Her heels clicked on the ground as he strutted off still holding her by the arm, she stumbled once or twice trying to keep up. 

“Must you wear those excessive shoes?! They are loud and impractical!” Ezra came to a sudden halt, Ariel pouted and shrugged, “How far have you gotten with the prince?” She looked like a kettle about to blow, her face was beat red and her mouth dried up. 

Blood curdling screams filled the air as she gripped her back and fell to the floor throwing up blood beneath her, one hand holding her off the ground, one digging into her back as something bubbled and moved beneath the skin. She threw up again except her once red blood now a black slim that escaped her body. Screaming louder as she threw herself upright and into a wall; something tore from her skin sending more blood raining down from the sky as a huge wing hovered over her, it was boney and raw and its smell was rancide. Her voice broke as her screams became more like demonic shrieks, her once slender fingers covered in blood grew in length as her nails became razor sharp resembling talons.

Her fangs grew through her teeth and her eyes widened as an eerie green bled into them. The seconds crept slowly and little by little all of her pain, all of her emotions, all of her humanity drained away until all that was left was beast. This satanic looking creature from the very deepest parts of hell was all the remained of her. Darkness had won.

“Oh she’s beautiful” Bishop exclaimed as tears of joy ran from his eyes. “Perfection” slowly he stumbled forward, wanted to hold her in his arms, he stretched them out to her

“Don’t you touch her!” Eli yelled at the top of his lungs; no longer screaming she lay limp against the wall, the only indication of life was her deep and raspy breaths as her entire torso moved up and down. Bishop slowly knelt to the ground coming face to face with her "They paint you as a villain my daughter. Look what they have done to you, poor thing” Bishop murmured. “The whole game is rigged against you. They ask you to fight for them and then condemn you as a monster for having blood on your hands. Hush now, it’s alright. You’re safe here” Bishop wiped tears that stained her cheeks, cupping her face with both hands “You can never be more of a monster than me, my daughter” and he placed a kiss upon her forehead. Tears formed and fell from her eyes without blinking.

Monster, the word rang through Eli’s mind “Jaq..” her name fell from his breath, his wrists were raw and swollen from the shackles he had been wrestling against in an attempt to free himself. He needed to get to her, but how?