#shattermefanfic

𝑨 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 .ೃ࿐ —𝕸𝖆𝖐𝖙𝖚𝖇

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Haider Ibrahim x fem! main character

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Mentions of blood or violence, emotional trauma and mental health, mentions of guns, and abuse, mature content.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: Sofia made a mistake a spy should never do: try to repair the wound of her ego. So, as a punishment, she is sent to work as a maid in the Ibrahim house. (Extended summary below)

𝐀/𝐍: This fanfic is available on both Wattpad and on AO3, and it's ongoing.

Synopsis:  Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment's mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.

A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me.

AO3 link

ELLA

“Aaron.”

I say. It’s still dark outside. Our small tent, our small universe, is also pitch black. But I’m not scared. Not anymore. I’m never scared here, I’m never scared with him. Even with everything I know, with everything I learned recently. Even if I try, I can’t be. I don’t know if it’s because I love him so much or if it’s because I know he will feel it if I do. Either way, all I feel is this need.

I have to tell him.

I have to do it or I’ll explode.

“Love?”

He says and I can’t help but think his raspy morning voice is one of my favorite sounds in the world. The fact a person with so little love shown to him in his life being is so willing to give me pet names - love, sweetheart, baby - filled me with such a tender feeling sometimes my heart with such a tender feeling that my heart skips a beat.

“This is going to be my last one.”

Aaron opens his green eyes with a flutter of blond lashes. It’s dark, yes, but I don’t need to see his eyes to know their color. Grass and leaves and fields I never thought I’d see again. His hand travels up my spine. He feels my determination, but he doesn’t understand.

“What do you mean?”

I feel like he knows what I’m talking about. The mission we have to leave to in a couple of hours. Take down a world government. Kill my sister. Defeat my father. The usual tuesday for us. I know he has barely slept tonight. So have I. But for different reasons.

“This is my last mission.”

He is quiet for a second and then he pulls me closer, his arms pressing me against his chest. He is back to his normal weight after the weeks we spent here and I can feel his muscles responding to being well fed and exercised. Sometimes I think I never saw him this healthy, I don’t know if it’s the effect of clean air or if it’s the effect of love and friendship. Perhaps it’s both.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, Ella.”

I know he means it. And I believe him. As I said, I’m not scared. I hug his waist. Press my face against his chest and take a deep breath.

“I’m not worried about that. We won’t fail. I made a promise to my sister I intend to keep. We’ll do what we have to… And we’ll be back” I say, slowly, trying to weave my fears into words. “But then, I’m done. I won’t do anything else”.

Warner lets out a small thoughtful sound. He is quiet for a couple of minutes, his fingers trailing up and down the back of my neck.

“Anything else?”

He finally says.

“No more missions. No more politics… No more sectors. I’m done.”

Aaron goes quiet. Then goes: “I understand.”

“Do you?”

“I… Understand you’ve been through a lot. And we were built for being in charge. You more than anyone else. But… Being in charge and served our parents nothing but… Horrors and heartbreak.”

So he doesn’t understand. I shake my head. It is a very good reason, but it’s not mine. It’s not the real one.

“Nothing would make me happier than trying… Working hard to try and fix what our parents did. What they tried to do with the world.” I stop. This is harder than I first thought. Aaron must be starting to feel my nervousness. “Except… Maybe this.”

“This?”

Even in the closed tent, under the cover, inside Aaron’s arms, it seems like it’s too open. It has been just mine until a couple of days ago. Still, I hadn’t said it out loud. I’d only gotten the news, gotten up and left.

I pull him closer. He smells like soap and rosemary. My lips brush against his ear and I hesitante. He tightens his grip on me in anticipation.

And then I say

I whisper

I murmur it so low I’m scared he didn’t listen and I’ll have to say it again

I say it one more time.

It starts to taste better in my tongue. There is a moment of silence. I hold my breath.

Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.

A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me

AO3 link | Chapter 1

ELLA

Kenji is leaning on the humvee, pouting while we load it up. At first, I wait for his anger, but he doesn’t say anything, so I keep working. I want to delay this moment as much as I can. And I have. This is, quite literally, one of the last moments we’ll have. I have to keep reminding myself I’m not lying to Kenji. I’m protecting him - and everyone else.

I load up my last bag and close the door. I put my hands on my waist, sighing.

“Okay, dude.” I open my arms. “Lay it on me. Give me your thoughts. I can handle them.”

He turns his head.

“Friends get thoughts. Backstabbers get silence.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Then tell me the truth.” Kenji’s eyes spark with intensity. “We’re done. The mess is done. And here is safe and we’re all together! I never saw you run from a fight. Not when you were all messed up in a room. Not when everything we knew turned to shit. Sure as hell you wouldn’t do it now!”

I’m holding my breath. He isn’t.

“Why are you leaving?!”

I wish I could say. I know he’d understand. But him knowing would defeat the purpose. Would put him in danger. The Reestablishment was no more, but it didn’t mean it was a safe world for Unnaturals or that everyone who believed in that system is gone. Me and Aaron agreed. There could be no risks. Not with me being who I am.

I realize I haven’t said anything yet.

“Well? You wanted my thoughts. Now give me yours. Tell me why, J.”

“I can’t.”

“Bullshit. Nouria knows, I know she knows. Who else?”

“Sonya and Sara.” I finally say. I count every word. I try my hardest not to give more information than it’d be safe. “Listen. It’s too soon. It’s not safe. We don’t know what happens now and we can’t risk it. I can’t tell you why, but we just can’t risk it.”

“I’m not a risk, J.” He hits his own chest with his fist. “I’m your friend.”

“You’re more than that. You’re my best friend”

I hear Aaron get out of our now empty tent. I know it’s almost time. All other goodbyes have been given. This is all that there is left.

Kenji looks at Aaron and then back at me and he is now more confused than he is mad. I don’t need Warner’s ability to see him trying to piece together an explanation. I take the piece of paper from my pocket and extend it to him.

“And that’s why… If you ever need us…”

He opens and looks at the series of numbers. Coordinates.

“Who else?”

“No one.” Aaron gets to my side and touches Kenji’s shoulder. “Just you, Kishimoto. And I tried to make her change her mind and she didn’t. So don’t blow it.”

Aaron gets into the car. Kenji is still standing, confused, coordinates in hand. So I hug him before he can resist. For my surprise, he immediately hugs me back. I fight a lump in my throat. It’s not fair for me to cry when I am the one choosing to leave. I can cry later. For now, I have to be strong. For the both of us. For all of us.

So I pull away and wave as I take my seat in the passenger seat. I see Kenji wave back in the rearview mirror.

He waves until he is so small in the mirror

He dissapears.

Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.

A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me

AO3 link | Chapter 1

KENJI

    Look, it’s not like I didn’t try, okay?

    I pestered Nouria and Sonya and Sara for weeks. They all refused and I got several threats from several of our friends if I didn’t knock it off. Sometimes loyalty is a pain in the ass, I’ll tell you that.

    Also, my deduction skills were used to the best of my abilities. It had to be something medical, right? That’s why the girls knew. Maybe J was sick. But then why not stay? This is the best possible place to get help for people like us. And what was all that “it’s too soon” shit? Too soon… For what?

It had to have something to do with Evie and the Sommers. Maybe Emmaline told her something in those last moments. Maybe she did something to her. Or gave her something. A new power? But then again it’s not like we were all new to this business. I don’t think we would have missed something like that.

    And then there were the coordinates. They weren’t even going that far. They showed a point right in the heart of sector 45, a rural area. Just miles and miles of plantation. Nothing special from what I could gather. Why go there of all places?

Could they have just been bailing? Maybe they just wanted some alone time. After all that happened, I would like some time too if I had to go through all of that emotional thing with her sister and her parents… But if that was the case, I thought they might come back soon.

    But they didn’t.

    In the end, I guess it didn’t really matter why. I knew where they were. I could show up at any given time and drag their butts back out here. But it felt important. What they said before they left, it felt… Like a mission. Like I owed them this much after all the work they had done. For the sector, for the world, even for me. I couldn’t bring myself to go after them without a very important reason.

    And I did try to find one. When it was tuesday. When we had pizza night. When Adam was marrying Alia, I thought I might finally have it, but he told me to leave it alone.

    Little did I know, I was missing more than a reason.

    I was missing a very important ally.

    I was woken by a loud horn on the outside. I raised my head from the pillow, confused. Nazeera was leaning on the small kitchen counter of the tent, sipping coffee. She looked at me with an amused look, purposefully not moving to answer to the call.

    “It’s for you. I don’t live here”    Grumbling, I stood up and started looking for my pants. “What’s that?”

    “I said that if you have a part of the closet, you have authority over the door.”

    Outside the door there was no one, or so I thought. I looked around to find James in the wheel of his brand new - or newly found - 4 x 4. He had sunglasses on and his arm was hanging out of the window.

    “James. What the fuck?”

    “Get in. We’re going to get Juliette.”

    I rub my eyes because I think I didn’t hear him right. I look back at Nazeera and she shrugs, getting up from the counter. I look back at James. He has a sly smile on his face.

    “Why?”

    “My eighteenth birthday party is in two weeks. I want them here. And you’re the only one that knows where they are. So hop on”.

    I try to think about it, but it promises a headache and much second guessing, so I get inside and start putting on a shirt.

    “Don’t wait up for me.”

    I say to Nazeera, who is busy covering her hair with a colorful scarf.

    “I wasn’t going to.” She fixes her hijab into place and hands me a coat. I kiss her.

“I love you”

    “I know” She smiles and touches her forehead in mine. I always think she isn’t going to say it back, but then “I love you too.”

Synopsis: Ella Sommers decides her biggest mission is also her last. Despite wanting to correct the Reestablishment’s mistakes, there are bigger things at stake now. Things not even her friends can know about.

A/N: I needed some self indulgent new-gen, so here; post defy me

AO3 link | First Chapter | Index

KENJI

“Do you think we made a mistake coming here?”

I don’t bother to ask if James’s is up. But he answers soon after, so it’s fine.

“Maybe.”

Moonshine is coming in through the windows, spreading to the floor and the couch where I’m sleeping. The whole house creaks and the wind whistles in weird patterns around it. Everything is quiet and well, but it’s making my jumpy. I hadn’t realized it was so long since I slept out of what had become my home. Since I had slept in a different surface. It was bringing back not-so-great memories.

“Two kids, man”, I say and it still sounds unbelievable.

“I know. And she was barely older than me. That’s kind of scary.”

Scary. Right. I hadn’t even thought of that. J must have been so scared when she left. And there I was, making a complete fool of myself, demanding to know her reasons. And then they moved for the middle of nowhere. Who even delivered the small things? Were they all alone here for both times?

“Pyp really likes me.” James says and when I look at him, he’s smiling. “She called me ‘unky’. I think that means uncle. I’m an uncle. That’s crazy.”

I can’t help but smile.

“That has to be the craziest double birthday present, huh? A nephew and a niece.”

“Well, they did miss my previous seven birthdays. They owed me a big one.”

“I guess”, I sit down at the couch, looking around. My question was still haunting me. What if we had made a mistake? What if we put them in danger by being here, put the kids in danger? This was never the intention. I just wanted to see my best friend again.

And there was more. I was also pissed. A part of me was furious. Like, having a kid? It wasn’t like having two dogs, it was two full kids! I don’t even get a note? Like, fine, no one else got one, but I’m not everyone else. Or I wasn’t before and now I was. But then again, thinking about it… Me and James were the first ones to know the little boogars. Other people might have known one of them was coming, but we were the ones who got to meet them. So maybe I still was the big Protector of the Secret.

Not that any of the kids was particularly fond of me.

I hear the wind again and I take a look outside. Nothing is moving: not the trees, not the grass. So I look around again and I see small green eyes at the edge of the living room, hiding.

“I can see you there.”

I say and Connor seems to panic. He’s about to dart off when James holds himself up in his elbows and gestures the kid to come sit with us.

“Hey there, little man. Get over here. Why are you up?”

Connor walks up to us slowly, itching his arm. He clearly didn’t expect to be caught. He sits down at the feet of James’ mat on the floor, pulling his legs close to his chest.

“I don’t sleep very well.” He says, but doesn’t seem to feel annoyed about it. “So I run around the house ‘til I’m tired and go back to sleep.”

“Does your mom know?”

I ask, and I can’t help but feel like I’m the old boring uncle. Connor looks at me like the answer is obvious. Then he thinks about it for a second later and seems surprised with himself.

“I don’t think so.”

James pokes his knee with his finger.

“You’re pretty fast. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone run that fast.”

Connor smiles.

“That’s nothing! I run very much faster on the fields!” He starts to loosen up, putting his legs down and rocking back and forth on top of the mat. “Dad says I have to practice it to get better at it, but I’m already so good!”

James and I laugh.

“I can see that.” I say, smiling at the kid. Despite having a load of Warner in there, he kind of reminds me of J, of how she would light up when talking about what she liked. “Do you want to see something cool?”

He seemed hesitant, but nodded. I turned invisible. Connor’s jaw dropped and it felt fan tastic. He looked around.

“You are very fast! Where did you go?!”

“I never left”, I say, before appearing again. Connor takes his tiny hands to his face and contemplates this new reality. He then looks at James.

“What can you do?”

He chuckles.

“It’s kind of hard to show you, but I have healing powers. I can fix you if get hurt.”

Connor makes a fart sound with his mouth.

“Boring.”

I poke James with my foot, poking fun at him, and he frowns. I stand up, gesturing the kid to get up.

“We should get you back to bed before your mom finds you here. I don’t want to be the bad influence.”

Connor looked up at me and shook his head.

“No, thank you. I’m good.”

I look at James for backup, but he shrugs. Still mad at me for the poking thing, apparently. I sigh.

“Fine, okay. But we’re going back to sleep.”

As I sit back down at the couch, Connor climbs after me. He sits over his knees and puts his hands together in excitement.

“Do you know any cool power stories?”

Oh boy, I think. If there is one thing I know…

Dream/Flashback

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"I’m coming, I’m coming."I snapped running towards my front door, " Who in the world is here at this time."

I opened my front door and my eyes narrowed when I saw it was Tommy and from what I could see he was very drunk and depressed, I know that just recently he had broken up with Laurel who was also an ex of Oliver Queen one of our best friends.

"Tommy? What the hell? Are you drunk?" I snapped frustration clearly showing in my voice.

"Yep. Good reason toooo." Tommy slurred. Yep obviously drunk great I bet it’s his father again.

"Alright Tommy, just get in before my parents see you.” I replied pulling him in my room while making sure my parents weren’t in and quietly closed my door behind me and make my way to the kitchen to make some coffee perfect thing to sober someone up.

"You know I was on my way to Laurel’s to admit my feelings to her. Ha you know I was outside her apartment when I saw them." Tommy spat out bitterly.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. What was Laurel freakin thinking talk about moving on quickly. At least I would never do that to anyone not even Tommy deep down he had a gentle heart and cared about his friends.

"Saw who?" I asked passing him freshly made coffee.

"Who do you think Eb!" Tommy choked out and slid off the couch, "Oliver and Laurel together were together again. You know he told me it would never work and guess what he lied all he freakin does is lie!"

I couldn’t believe those two especially Oliver it was suppose to be Tommy’s best friend and too do that he is obviously not the same Oliver we all knew and loved that island has changed him so much I just wonder just how much it has changed him to the point he hurts his friends like this. Me and Oliver and Tommy have been friends we were children now it seems like we were drifting apart.

"Shh ok look your going to stay here tonight ok." I gave him a spare pair of pillow and doona cover," here um I’m afraid you have to sleep on the couch as the spare room is in the process of being painted."

"Thanks Eb, your the best." Tommy sniffled and pulled me into his arms and wrapped his arms around my waist.

End of Dream/Flashback

Every-time I dream. It was always our last conversation together which always left me feeling depressed a lot I guess it’s because the way we left things because that morning when I woke up he was gone and left a note saying that was going to call me back but he never did later that night my parent informed me that he had died that night saving Laurel.

At his funeral I didn’t speak to either Oliver and Laurel I guess somewhere deep I blamed them for his death. Eventually I left Starling City not knowing if I would return but here I am a year later back home thanks to my parents talking me into coming back I guess they thought I had grieved enough.

I know my mother is the reason why I’m back only because she wants me take position in her company but I will never work at her company as I made a pact to myself that I wasn’t going to let anyone take control of my life anymore for once I am going to take control and make my own destiny.

"Here we are sweetie. Home sweet home." My dad said smiling at me as he opened my front door of my penthouse I could see that everything was left exactly the same as I left it but what caught my sight was the photo of me and Tommy.

I smile gently at my father and took my bags out of his hands, “I can do this why don’t you go spend some time with mum beside you got up early to pick me up.”

"Thank Eb, make sure that you say hello to your mother," He said walking out my room sending me a small smile.

I sighed and stared around my penthouse and made my way to my couch and laid down on it,”Yep. Home Sweet Home.” I closed my eyes for the first time in a really long time I finally got some proper sleep.

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