#elemental!reader

What are you going to do? You can survive on your own, sure, but for how long? Who can you even ask for help? You don’t know anyone in this realm and from what you’ve been told, most Earthrealmers don’t even know about Outworld and its inhabitants. How can they help you find your way back, let alone your mom?

Your mom… right.

That bastard! As soon as you find him, he’s dead! You’ll make him pay for what he did to you and your mother. You’ll make him regret underestimating you and reducing your mother to nothing more than a puppet. When you find him you’ll… you’ll…

How will you find him though? You don’t even know his name. Thanks to him you are stranded in Earthrealm. You let out a frustrated sigh. You aren’t powerful enough to open a portable to get back to Outworld. Is there anyone here who is? How can you find them?

You angrily kick a rock and watch it tumble into the river in front of you as a wave of helplessness washes over you. You shake your head to clear it and take a calming breath. You’re no good to your mom if you’re frazzled and drained.

You’ll figure out a plan later, for now, you’ll focus on getting something to eat so you don’t starve to death before you can.

You stand at the bank of the river and let the sounds of nature calm you. The rushing of water downstream. The chirping of the birds’ morning song. The rustling of the wind passing through leaves. It’s almost enough to fool you into believing you are out for a recreational trek through the woods and not stranded all alone.

Raising your hands, you search for the ball of energy stored at the center of your chest and feel it unravel. It begins to spread across your chest, down your arms, and rest in your palms. You move your hands from left to right and watch as the river’s water swirls up into the air.

You parse through the water using your water bending to search for fish and wash them ashore. You are able to find three smallmouth basses and decide they are enough sustenance for today. You bend down to collect them when you feel the air suddenly become charged around you.

Whipping around, your eyes land on four men standing at the tree line. One of them shoots out his hand and a bolt of lightning comes flying toward you. You narrowly manage to dive out of the way and the bolt zaps the spot you were just in.

You feel heat erupt from your chest and plunge down your arms as flames engulf your hands.

“Who are you!?” You question as you take a defensive stance.

“Earthrealm’s Protectors.” The one wearing a razor-rimmed hat declares.

Before you have a chance to process this, another bolt of lightning is making its way to you. Unfortunately, this time you are unable to move out of the way fast enough and fall to the ground as your body shakes in pain.

After the shock subsides, you roll onto your hands and knees. Your breath is nothing but gasps as you try to get air into your lungs. How dare these people attack you unprovoked! Earthrealm’s Protectors? You aren’t doing anything harmful! All you are trying to do is get something to eat. What is their deal? It doesn't matter, you will return the favor of attacking first and asking questions later.

Resting both palms flat against the ground, you force energy through them and the ground begins to violently shake. The men are thrown off balance and it is just the distraction you need to execute an attack.

Throwing your hands out in quick succession, you send several fireballs hurling toward them. You watch as the four men jump around in an effort to dodge the onslaught.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, Hotshot.” One of them says while removing his sunglasses.

Your eyes roll as you scoff. “You’re one to talk. I can still feel the aftershocks from Sir Zaps-a-lot over there.”

“Sir Zaps-a-lot?” Asks the one wearing a… blindfold? Strange.

“Yes! He electrocuted me for no reason!”

“You appear to be no older than 14. Why are you here terrorizing Earthrealm?” Sir Zaps-a-lot asks.

You let out an exasperated sigh. “I’m 15, thank you very much. Also, how is fishing terrorizing anyone!? I was just trying to get something to eat and you attacked me completely unprovoked!”

“Unprovoked? You have been going around causing earthquakes, fires, floods, and tornados in highly populated areas. You have killed innocent Earthrealmers and destroyed many people’s homes and livelihoods! Yet you claim you are innocent?” Razorhead bellows.

“How… I-I can’t do that!”

“Um… listen, Hotshot. We just watched you fish without a fishing rod. Not to mention the fireballs and mini earthquake you used on us. You definitely can do that.” Explains Sunglasses.

“Exactly! Mini earthquake. I can’t make one powerful enough to destroy people’s homes like you’ve said.”

The men stare at you and from their expressions you can tell they don’t believe you.

“Seriously, it wasn’t me!”

“There are not too many others who possess powers like you here.” Mr. See-no-evil states.

How are your powers uncommon? Stupid powerless Earthrealmers!

“Whatever, that still doesn’t change the fact that I’m not strong enough to create earthquakes, floods, or tornados on a scale large enough to destroy homes. I’m still in training!”

“Training by who?” Sir Zaps-a-lot inquires.

“By my mo-”

Why didn’t you think of this sooner? You know someone who is powerful enough to cause damage on a scale these men speak of. Someone who is currently under the hypnosis of a deranged sorcerer. You have to find her!

“Where did these attacks take place?” You ask as you take a step forward.

“Wait a minute Hotshot, who is your trainer?”

“My mother.” You began to pace. “About a week ago, some crazy sorcerer came to our house. I-I think my mom knew him? I had seen him talking to her before. Anyway, the day he showed up at our house he was acting all crazy. T-Then he did some weird magic hypno stuff and put my mom under some sort of spell. She would only listen to him no matter what I did. She was basically his puppet. He opened a portal and forced me to Earthrealm so I wouldn’t get in the way of his plans. I bet he’s using her to do all of the stuff you said. That bastard!”

“Okay, okay, calm down. You said your mother was taken by the sorcerer?” Mr. See-no-evil walks forward, stopping a few feet away from you.

“Yes! I know you have a blindfold on, but do you also have earplugs?”

“There is no need to get testy.”

“Can it, Razorhead!”

“Pfft… Razorhead.” Sunglasses chuckles under his breath.

“My name is Kung Lao, and that is not the attitude one should have when asking for help.”

“Asking for help? Who needs your help?”

“You do. How do you intend to find your mother? Are you going to take on the sorcerer by yourself? My name is Raiden, by the way.”

Dang it, they’re right!

“Fine, I’m sorry. You’re right, there’s no way I can beat him by myself. What am I going to do?” You drop your head in defeat.

Sunglasses walks up to you and throws his arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry your pretty little head. We won’t leave you to face him all alone. We fight for the weak. That’s what Earthrealm’s Protectors are all about.”

“I’m not weak,” You grumble, resisting the urge to elbow him in the side.

“What he means is, we will help you find your mom and take down this insidious sorcerer.” Kung Lao promises.

“We will take you to Wu Shi and inform our leader Liu Kang of your situation,” Raiden adds.

“But we don’t have time for that. We have to find my mom.” You are starting to get impatient now that you know there is a possibility your mother is here in Earthrealm.

“We will, but we need to make a plan. Plus you have been out here in the woods by yourself for a while. You look like you could use some rest… and some food.” Mr. See-no-evil pointedly nods toward the three fish on the ground you caught earlier.

Just then your stomach decides to remind you just how empty it is.

“Alright, I guess.” You begrudgingly agree.

Wait a minute.

“How do you know there are fish on the ground, aren’t you blindfolded!?”

Everyone starts laughing and you feel as though you’ve been left out of some inside joke.

Mr. See-no-evil starts walking backward toward the tree line. “Come on, I will tell you on the way.”

I had insisted he stay here at home but no he wanted to go out and do god knows what with the day.

He is a grown responsible man. Ha!

I worked at a bakery nearby, I kinda owned it but I don’t like telling people that. I’m a baker. Everything else is extra.

Anyway I was at work all day and around lunch time I decided to go out to the park. Funny thing, I had to leave work and follow Douglas who was disguised as a woman.

I made sure to call Emily and tell her I had an emergency and for her to close up when her shift is over.

Time Skip

I followed them, in the shadows of course, all the way to Donald’s house. What is he doing here? Following a kid of all people. I stayed in the shadows observing everything that was happening.

Apparently ‘Bree’ destroyed her chip and now Douglas had to fix it. Well what children they grew up to be, I mean it’s still better than what Douglas had in store but my point still stands.  

“Got it,” Douglas announced. “Why does it smell like pepperoni?” He walked over to Bree and handed her the chip, “try it out.” He walked over to the keyboard and started typing stuff and then she had her chip in her.

“Alright, test it out” he encouraged her.

“Here goes,” she said.

She had her speed back and Doug cheered with ‘Leo’ I think his name was but then Bree came back around…

“I can’t,” she was still running, “stop!” she exclaimed.

Douglas and Leo stopped and stared at each other.

“What is he doing here?” Donald came into the lab.

Well this is getting interesting. I thought to myself.

“He’s here to help,” Leo said while still eating.

“Help? He’s the reason we’re here in the first place,” Don exclaimed.

“Help,” Bree passed by, “me!”

“Bree the adults are talking,” Donnie replied.

“Wow, this family is something else,” I stepped out of the shadows, sitting on one of the boards.

“Y/N!” Douglas jumped a little.

“Hello love,” I smiled his way.

“How did you get here?” he asked.

“I saw you at the park and followed you here,” I replied.

“Why were you at the park?” He looked at me.

“Lunch break,” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Please-” Bree tried again. “Help- Me.”

“So what are you guys gonna do about her?” I asked. “I mean you have to slow her down somehow.”

“Road spikes?” Douglas suggested.

“Oh yeah right. Where’d you get that idea from?” Donnie asked, “you’re hair.” He looked to Leo. “What if we use an airbag to stop her?”

“Did you get that from your stomach,” Douglas looked my way while pointing at Donnie.

Donnie and Douglas started bickering. “Guys!” I yelled to get there attention.

“What if we use the sticky gel?” Leo suggested.

They set up the trap and waited for Bree to come around and get stuck. And stuck she got.

“That was a good idea,” she said after she got stuck.

“Thank you,” Douglas and Donnie said at the same time.

“It was my idea!” they did it again.

“Hello!” I got their attention and pointed to Bree.

“Right,” Donnie walked over an placed something on her neck. “I’m going to fix her chip.”

“Not if I do it first,” Douglas exclaimed.

And so began the race to the finish.

“They’re like grown children,” I sighed.

“Who are you anyway?” Bree asked.

“I’m an old friend of the Daven Bros,” I lifted my head. “I met them when I was about 7 I think.”

“How old are you?” Leo asked.

“How old do I look?”

“Around 26 maybe,” he answered after a moment of thought.

“Wow not bad but I’m 30,” I replied.

“So how old are they?” he whispered.

“Don’t you even think about it!” Donnie shouted.

I rolled my eyes, “there’s an eleven year difference,” my whisper drifted his way so the brothers wouldn’t hear.

“Wow,” was all he said.

It went silent, except for the bickering between brothers. I jumped off and blended with the shadows and went upstairs. I’m sure Don won’t mind if I grab a quick snack.

I heard someone come in and naturally I hid. It was the other two kids, whose names I had yet to know. I stayed where I was and a wind blew past me, it was Bree.

“So they figured it out,” I made myself visible.

“Ahh!” the tall one yelled.

“Adam,” the shorter one sighed.

“What she just popped out of nowhere,” Adam said.

“Sorry about that,” I smiled a bit. I felt an arm around my waist and I send a small current to the person.

“Oh come on,” Douglas exclaimed.

“Dougie!” I turned around. “I’m sorry! It’s instinct, I’m sorry love.” I grabbed his hand and massaged it a bit.

“What is going on?” I heard someone ask.

We both looked up to see everyone staring at us.

“Right,” I coughed and straightened up, still holding his hand. “We should get going yeah?”

“Going?” Leo pointed at Douglas. “You live in the park!”

“What?” I furrowed my brows. “You live in the park?”

“No,” Douglas said.

“But you said-” Leo started.

“I never said anything! You just assumed,” Douglas pointed at Leo.

“He stays with me so no worries,” I informed them. 

“He’s living with you?!” Don exclaimed.

“Yes Donald. He is living with me,” I turned to him. “You’d think you would have taken him in since he’s your brother.”

“He tried to kill them!” he gestured to the bionic kids. 

“We all make mistakes Donald!” I yelled. “Gosh can’t you just try and give him a chance! He helped you make a chip for Bree! He saved them from Krane that one time and you still want to live in the past!” There were small electric fields surrounding Douglas and I.

“Y/N, come on just let it go,” Douglas grabbed me around my waist. “Just breathe,” he whispered in my ear.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out. The fields went away and I was a bit more calm. “Let’s go home, please,” I looked up at him.

He nodded his head and we became one with the shadows.

“Wait!” I heard someone call out.

We kept going until we made it home.

“You okay?” he asked once we were in the living room.

“Yeah,” I sat on the couch, “I’ll be fine in a bit.”

He kissed my temple and left me to my thoughts.

I kept thinking about how Donald was being unfair. I mean sure Doug was on an evil rampage and made a crazy guy bionic but he’s trying to be better. He’s trying to be less evil, cause he’ll always have his evil nature but he wants to be on the good guy side. Why can’t Don understand that?

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard noise coming from the kitchen. What is going on in there? I got up and walked into the kitchen to find Douglas making F/D (favorite dish).

“Dougie?” I called out.

He turned around knocking over what was left of the tomato sauce. “Hey.”

“What are you doing?” I laughed a little as he frantically cleaned up the mess.

“I thought maybe if I made your favorite that you would feel better,” he smiled at me then went back to cleaning.

I walked over to him and hugged him from behind, “You’re the best Orville,” I laughed as he tensed up.

“You promised never to call me that,” he groaned.

“I promised to never call you that in front of anyone ever again,” I corrected. “Plus there’s nothing wrong with your middle name. I kinda like it, it’s dorky like you.”

I let go of him so he could get rid of the dish cloth. I sat on the island top and watched him walk back my way.

“Why can’t you just forget my middle name?” he stood between my legs, placing his hands on my waist.

“I wouldn’t be me if I forgot that now would I?” I answered with my own question.

“No, no you wouldn’t be,” he smiled.

I had my hand on the back of his neck, I leaned towards him about to connect our lips when…

“Should we come back later?” we both turned to see the Davenport family standing in my kitchen doorway.

“How did you guys get in?” Douglas asked.

“The door was open,” Bree answered.

“Look we’re here, or Mr. Davenport is here to say something,” the short guy said. How do I not know his name?

Donald stepped forward looking between us, “sorry for interrupting,” he moved back to his spot only to be pushed by Bree.

I had turned towards them, Doug had his arm around my waist. I raised my eyebrow at Donnie.

“After some thought, a lot of thought, I came to a conclusion,” he started. “You were right. Douglas has helped this family and I have been living in the past for too long. I’m sorry, to both of you, for the way I treated you and for-”

“Having you head up your ass?” I interrupted.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that,” he chuckled a little.

“We forgive you,” Douglas spoke up. “And I’m sorry for trying to destroy the kids.”

They both looked at me now. “Hey I didn’t do anything evil so calm down,” I put my hands up.

They laughed and then Donnie offered Douglas a room at his house.

“Nah. I think I’m good here,” Douglas tightened his hold on me.

“Well if you ever need anything,” Don said.

“We’ll call,” I assured.

They left soon after that and we got back to making dinner.

“Hey Doug,” I turned to him. “What’s the short guys name?”

“Chase,” he took the pasta out of the oven. I hummed in acknowledgement.

Douglas had been staying with me for a little while now, since he ‘faked’ his death, again.

“Do you need me to go with you?” I asked as he was about to leave.

“No. I don’t want to involve you into this,” he answered.

“I got involved the minute you showed up at my door,” I retorted. “Now I am going with you since we could get there faster.”

“Alright fine,” he sighed. “Let’s go.”

I smirked and walked over to him, “don’t you just love me?” I took his hand and blended with the light.

It didn’t take us long to get to Donald’s house. “Okay you stay hidden while I go in,” he left before I could argue anything.

As per his request I hid in the shadows but followed him into the lab. He was blown back when I got there and I was about to come out but his words stopped me.

“It’s okay kids, look away,” he covered his eyes and I threw a gust of wind at Krane, knocking him on his feet just as the short guy had slid across to protect Douglas.

“What was that?” the girl asked.

Douglas got up and was about to shoot Krane when Donnie came in followed by a woman and another boy. Douglas looked at them and Krane got away.

Donnie pointed his wrist weapon at Dougie, “Get out of my house.”

“No, Mr. Davenport. Douglas just saved us from Krane,” the one that protected Douglas intervened.

“And if it weren’t for him you wouldn’t need saving from Krane,” he looked back at Douglas. “Get out or I’ll shoot.”

Douglas stared at Donnie but didn’t move. Donald stepped forward a bit, his lips tightening into a thin line and I stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of Doug.

“What the…” I heard someone say.

“Y/N?” Donald looked at me.

I didn’t respond but rather formed a bolt of lighting in my hand. He looked at the bolt with wide eyes before looking back at me.

“What did he do to you?” he sounded sad.

“He didn’t do anything. I was born this way,” I lifted my head a little.

“Y/N you can’t trust him!” Donnie shouted.

“That’s funny coming from the man who stole his children,” I looked to the three from earlier.

“I took them because he wanted to sell them to the highest bidder,” he explained.

“That doesn’t change the fact that they are his children,” I looked back at him. “Now kindly point your little weapon elsewhere.”

“It’s alright,” Douglas placed his hand on my waist. “Let’s go.”

I made the bolt disappear and we became one with the shadows, using them to take us home.

At home

“What are you gonna do now?” I handed Douglas the screw driver he pointed at.

“I don’t know,” he replied. “You trynna get rid of me already?” he looked over at me.

“Why would I ever want to get rid of you,” I winked at him. “It’s just now you don’t have any evil plans going on and I was wondering how you're coping with that.”

“I’ll be fine,” he waved me off.

I sat down next to him, handing him tools when he asked for them.

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