The Troubled Kryptonian

Tim took a step back out of habit. He was so attracted to this ma—… Conner,that he almost forgot to be cautious. Not that he felt threatened at all. But better safe than sorry. It was being too trusting that he suspects got Jason killed. 

"You seem a little lost," Timothy answered with his own smile. When the boy turned around he lost his thoughts for a moment. The boy was… stunning. He swore this was like one of moments he used to read about in books. Now he knew the boy wasn’t from Gotham. He would have remembered a face like that. ”You’re not from here… are you?” 

Timothy would be the first to say how big Gotham was. There wasn’t a chance in the seven hells that he had seen every face. Or even close to half of them. But this boy he spotted on the path by the riverbank was… well… different. The way he carried himself, the grin, the very essence of this boy was very different from anyone he’d ever seen in this part of Gotham. His father had always told him he was extremely perceptive. 

Conner, oblivious to the shadow skulking behind him. It was not in his primary nature to be cautious. He tended to go blundering blindly into whatever was ahead of him and had to hope he would come out for the better. It helped that he had fairly good luck. 

An Unfamiliar Face | Kingdom AU | Conner

Conner really, really wasn't supposed to be here. It wasn't one of those friendly reprimands. Those "it's dangerous, you could get hurt" or "you shouldn't go there alone." Kon wasn't supposed to be there at all. He was never supposed to be here. This was Gotham, the mysterious kingdom of their rival family. He was, in many ways, an enemy, and if he was caught across the border he could be in serious trouble. There may even be the threat of death. After all, one of the Gotham princes had been assassinated, and Krypton was still on the list of possible perpetrators. 

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When Conner hit the ground it shook. He was no longer a human, and landing in the midst of a bunch of flailing Titans was not a frightening thing. It was not as easy, perhaps, as it would have been with the others nearby, but he only barely remembered them. That time was distant and gone, and he knew how to fight. 

Tim immediately drew his swords in fear. His eyes wide with terror and disbelief. What? Where… Where did this Titan come from just now? He focused on the tall, lean, and… surprisingly intelligent fifteen meter class that had appeared out of thin air? And why was it attacking its own kind? But what worried him the most was that he couldn’t find Conner among the chaos. 

Conner launched himself at one of the Titans he had not managed to push aside. His fighting style was trained, but it still relied on brute force, something he had in abundance. Tossing the Titan to the ground, he fell on it, digging his teeth hard into the back of its neck. It died as he ripped his head back, tearing out its flesh.

Conner took a long, deep breath and shook his head. There were no jokes here. No smiles. The fun that had come with their friendship was set aside. Kon was grim, his jaw set, his eyes hard. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer. This was survival. 

"What…?" Tim’s eyes widened. What was Conner planning on doing? He did trust Conner. He did. But right now he was so scared and on edge that he really didn’t know what to make of the other boy’s change. “Y-yes. I do.” 

Conner nodded again. He glanced towards the ground, breathing hard. He would have to jump at an angle, project himself. Otherwise he would never have the time to stab himself before one of the Titans snatched him out of the air. Breathing hard, Kon pulled the pin out of his pocket and flipped it open. He ran his thumb carefully over the tip. Sharp as always. 

Tim cried out as Conner leapt off the tree. For a second, just a second, he considered jumping after him. But that’s when he realized… that whatever was about to happen was going to change the way he saw everything. 

When Conner hit the ground it shook. He was no longer a human, and landing in the midst of a bunch of flailing Titans was not a frightening thing. It was not as easy, perhaps, as it would have been with the others nearby, but he only barely remembered them. That time was distant and gone, and he knew how to fight. 

SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (Innuendo version)

"It’s so big!"

Conner took a long, deep breath and shook his head. There were no jokes here. No smiles. The fun that had come with their friendship was set aside. Kon was grim, his jaw set, his eyes hard. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer. This was survival. 

"What…?" Tim’s eyes widened. What was Conner planning on doing? He did trust Conner. He did. But right now he was so scared and on edge that he really didn’t know what to make of the other boy’s change. “Y-yes. I do.” 

Conner nodded again. He glanced towards the ground, breathing hard. He would have to jump at an angle, project himself. Otherwise he would never have the time to stab himself before one of the Titans snatched him out of the air. Breathing hard, Kon pulled the pin out of his pocket and flipped it open. He ran his thumb carefully over the tip. Sharp as always. 

Swallowing hard, Conner slipped his hand into his pocket and fiddled with the clasp on the old brooch hidden there. He was not sure where he got it. He was not even sure what it was supposed to be. The enamel image had worn off the front long ago, leaving behind nothing but a gold disc and a needle. It was the needle he kept it for. Just a little bit of pain, a sound stab. The needle was all he needed. 

Conner took a long, deep breath and shook his head. There were no jokes here. No smiles. The fun that had come with their friendship was set aside. Kon was grim, his jaw set, his eyes hard. He wasn't going to take no for an answer. This was survival. 

As A Last Resort (SnK TimKon AU)

Tim’s anchors were holding him upright on the branch. He was petrified. Sure, he had joined the Recon Corps. And sure, he was prepared to die for the sake of humanity. But what exactly was he about to die for? Another expedition outside of the walls… and for what? The trainees weren’t let in on the purpose of this newest expedition. Were they even heading towards Shiganshina? 

"We’re gonna be fine," Conner answered Tim tensely. It sounded stupid, he knew. It sounded foolishly optimistic. Perhaps it was. Maybe he was in denial. Kon had no doubt he could survive this if he tried, but could he try? And would Tim trust him enough to survive if he did what he had to do? "We’ll get out of this."

"Our horses ran off," Tim said flatly. "We’re going to die. Screaming and afraid." The tree gave a sickening lurch as it started give way. Part of him wanted to give up. Just unhook his anchors and fall right into one of their mouths. But he couldn’t. He’d promised himself that he’d survive this. At least this first expedition. "It’s only three… just three. But we can’t take them down. We have nothing to anchor ourselves too." 

Swallowing hard, Conner slipped his hand into his pocket and fiddled with the clasp on the old brooch hidden there. He was not sure where he got it. He was not even sure what it was supposed to be. The enamel image had worn off the front long ago, leaving behind nothing but a gold disc and a needle. It was the needle he kept it for. Just a little bit of pain, a sound stab. The needle was all he needed. 

As A Last Resort (SnK TimKon AU)

Tim’s anchors were holding him upright on the branch. He was petrified. Sure, he had joined the Recon Corps. And sure, he was prepared to die for the sake of humanity. But what exactly was he about to die for? Another expedition outside of the walls… and for what? The trainees weren’t let in on the purpose of this newest expedition. Were they even heading towards Shiganshina? 

"We're gonna be fine," Conner answered Tim tensely. It sounded stupid, he knew. It sounded foolishly optimistic. Perhaps it was. Maybe he was in denial. Kon had no doubt he could survive this if he tried, but could he try? And would Tim trust him enough to survive if he did what he had to do? "We'll get out of this."