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The Wrangler

Words: 5,700

Tags: [ Monster Hunter ], Tai, Chili, Balahara, dentist stuff, fight scene, a fun one this time

The local travelling doctor has found a target of fascination- a strangely acting Balahara. Though due to migration swarming behaviour, the wyverian doctor needs help so he can inspect the Balahara's strange behaviour. There's only one person at the Windward Plains camp who specialises in wrangling those leviathans...

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Static courses through his veins, sparks at his fingertips, and he lets out a sigh of bliss, eyes falling shut as he lets this power wash over him, the power he’s been longing for, the power he deserves.

A snap of two fingers, a flick of a hand, and red strings snap forwards, tangling and twisting, turning and winding around a delicate neck, digging deep into a throat and suffocating the poor, unsuspecting puppet who chokes, wheezes, tears welling in his hurt eyes.

But he knows better than to cry, to pour out his heart and feelings, his torment, to the monster in front of his, who’s high, cruel laugh resounds off the walls around them, echoing in his ears and sending shivers up his spine. He can barely breathe anymore, the strings pushing too hard, and the demon brushes a tender hand over soft cheeks in comfort, green eyes sharp with mirth and satisfaction as a weak whimper leaves him.

“You’re beautiful.” It’s a gentle murmur that hangs in the air, and Anti smiles as sweetly as honey, tilting his puppet’s head upwards, closer to his searching gaze. A low chuckle leaves the being as he sees the pure terror in the other’s artic blue eyes, and his form glitches in delight, sending sharp sparks of static over his toy’s arms, dancing over and pricking sensitive, scarred skin.

“Do you ever wonder why you’re still here, doc?” Anti passes it off as a serious question, curiosity tinting his tone, but the way his eyes shine in deviousness and glee show a much different truth. “Do you ever wonder why no one’s come to save you yet? Why your so called friends have abandoned you?” A weak whine is all he gets in response, and the virus snorts softly, straightening and letting go of the man’s face.

His eyes are amused as they look down upon the doctor, and he brings his hands together in a soft clap before clasping them together, the red strings intertwined around his fingers fading from view - but that doesn’t mean they’re not still there, and the continuous, slight pressure on the other’s throat reminds him of his place, one that he’s been forced to accept, despite his hate for it.

“It’s because they don’t give two fucks, Henrik.” It’s harsh, and it’s blunt, the words said through a wide grin, sharp and malicious. “They never have, and they never will.” A movement closer, and then there’s a hand running through faded green locks, pulling roughly at his hair, forcibly lifting his head and eliciting another whimper of terror from the man. “They let this happen in the first place, they let you become mine, and even after all these months, after all the fun we’ve had together, they’re still not here. Would you look at that?”

A second later, and an explosion of pain bursts out through his head, having made hard contact with the stone floor below them. Nails dig into the back of his head, sharp, painful, and the doctor’s vision is blurry as his head gets pulled up again, ears ringing, unable to hear the cackle of glee that echoes all around them, and his head is oh so heavy-

Then he’s dropped back onto the floor, rolling onto the side as he wheezes, bringing his knees to his chest and hugging them tightly. The strings loosen, but he can hardly feel it through his attempts to regain his breath, quick, shallow inhales and exhales becoming deep and drawn out the longer time passes, until eventually, he’s gotten himself stabilised again, and now he’s acutely aware of Anti circling his curled up body.

He feels the static creeping into his mind, he feels the pops and crackles of it rolling off the monster’s skin, and he feels his hot breath in his ear once the other leans down close to him, and he can just about see the large grin on his face, how his lips are pulled up in that familiar, sickening manner. Henrik doesn’t move, he hardly dares to breathe - a challenge, after the ordeal he was just in - but then the demon simply chuckles, and stands up, leaving the doctore alone as leaves the room, remnants of his glitches still corrupting the silent air until - nothing.

The german breathes out into the silence, the peaceful dark welcoming as he opens his eyes, and slowly, steadily, he starts to relax. But then that all gets thrown out the window as a choked sob erupts from his throat, and he raises his hands to his face, crying into them as he lets out all his heartache, all his desperation, and all his defeat.

Clint had missed training, again. Once a week was not unusual, but twice in a row? Yeah, he was a wanted criminal and all, but that had never stopped him before. Besides, he hadn’t called or texted, so Kate was worried.

She had no clue where he might be either. She’d checked his apartment, but no one had been there, other than Lucky of course. The dog had seemed to be disappointed when Kate had walked through the door instead of Clint.

There had been nothing on the news about the Avengers who had been on Captain America’s side in weeks, so Clint probably hadn’t been caught by any authorities, but that also meant that Kate had no leads.

And then a shitty pop song started playing somewhere in the apartment. A shitty pop song that was unmistakably Clint’s ring tone. Maybe he was home after all, Kate hoped. But the song kept playing and the hope slowly died. This was getting weirder and weirder.

Kate found the phone on the floor of Clint’s bedroom, among disheveled piles of clothes, bedding, and arrow. One of the windows was broken from the outside, shards of glass littered the floor. It was clear something had happened.

Kate was snapped out of her vivid imagining of what may have happened by Clint’s phone going off again. Whoever it was must have really wanted to talk to him. Hesitantly, she answered the call. “Hello?”

“Um. Who is this?” The voice sounded familiar. Tense.

“Kate Bishop.” The voice let out a breath and the tension seemed to lessen. “May I ask who I’m talking to?”

“Bruce Banner.” And that only threw Kate a little bit. She knew the history between Bruce and Clint. She knew more about Clint’s love life than she really thought was necessary. What she hadn't known was that they were in contact again. “Where’s Clint?” Kate worried her lower lip. How do you tell someone that their ex had possibly been kidnaped by an unknown entity?

“You might want to come to his apartment. I. I think he’s been kidnapped.” Blunt. Blunt had to be the best approach here. Fast and to the point, like ripping off a band-aid. “Lucky is here unharmed, but Clint’s room is more of a mess than usual.” It sounded like Bruce was carefully controlling his breathing. Right, part-time rage monster. Kate should have remembered that. “I can try to get one of my friends to track him, but Billy’s powers will only get us so far.”

“Get your friend to look into it. I have to make another call, but I’ll meet you there.” Kate didn’t get to respond before Bruce hung up. Wow, he seemed worried. As worried as Kate herself was. Interesting, but it wasn’t the time to think about that. Instead, she called up Billy and Teddy for help.

“You’re telling me,” Bully started when he arrived, with Teddy in tow, “That a fugitive Avenger has been living here for months and you didn’t tell us?”

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Words: 3400

Tags: [ Monster Hunter ], Mint, Chili, Tai, Grandma, yet another Rey Dau, only comfort no hurt!, they're bonding

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I love you all. Thank you for the multiple year long journey. It is finished now. So enjoy.