Don't let me fall. Not now or ever. Because if I fall, I won't be able to get back up. I know that alone I will only sink despair into despair and darkness. Because I am not a hero. I am not a soldier. I am not strong. I am defined, by my weakness. By my differences. And by thinking like a civilian. I am not set like they are. I am not designed like they are. I look in the mirror and know I am an abnormality.
Even my own blood can't save me now. Heroes all around me and none can save me. None at all.
Leo slipped past Chase as he made his way to the peak of the island. The air was growing stale within the island. His skin felt prickly and itchy from not being able to get away. Especially with the ocean so close. And the pool available. His body felt the ache and need of his heritage. No one would notice if he was gone right? It wasn't like he had thrown a tantrum to grab their attention... So nobody would notice a moment away.
He took a deep breath as he slipped out onto the roof relishing in the salty scent and the watery breeze. He stripped out of his thick jacket and basked in the sunlight, letting it rest on his darkened skin. His neck stretched back as he stretched his body. He slid his boots off revealing surprisingly dainty feet for his boot size. But rough and calloused as if he could walk on glass and feel nothing. His toes spread out wide across the metal plateau. He rolled his shoulders and began walking forward in nothing but an undershirt and his black pants. He didn't stop when he neared the edge though, he sped up and dove into the crystal clear waters. He didn't hesitate to expand his lungs once he had entered the ocean. He didn't flinch as gaseous oxygen expelled from his lungs and filled with liquid life.
His neck flexed taking in the oxygen from the water through the most surprising feature of all he had kept hidden, his gills. With a grin, he began to swim circles around the island. He called out to gather seldom seen creatures of the deep to join him, just like he had seen his half brother do before him. He laughed as he was surrounded by silverfish and angelfish swimming playfully around him.
He spent his time swimming, guiding fish to the windows to surprise the children of the island. He laughed when he tripped Spin up when he sent a school of silverfish darting past him as he was spinning.
He knew his brother would disapprove of such an action from his power, even while smiling with sparkling blue eyes laughing at the harmless pranks.
It was more fun than he had experienced in a long while. It was different than being up with his mom. It was his mom and he loved her, but she couldn't be a part of his entire world. Not with who his father was.
Dark skin, thick hair, an athoritive and intimidating figure. A truly dark royal being. A banished Prince. And a land hater.
Sad really considering his mother was a land dweller. But that was a darker truth than his mother really wished to disclose between anyone.
He shook his head, ridding the thoughts from his mind as he noticed the setting sun from above the water. He swam up toward the surface, saying goodbye to the fish he had played with.
He gasped as he broke the surface and dry sea air filled his lungs. He grabbed the side of the metal island and began climbing upward to the peak and plateau where his jacket and shoes were. His feet gripped the wall easily as he scaled the man made design. He almost groaned as he felt the water all too soon drip off him and dry from his skin. He was merely damp with wet clothes when he reached the top.
He grimaced when he slid his boots on, already feeling the uncomfortable weight and constriction to his feet. His face turned stony when his jacket slid over his torso and hugged his neck. Despite the discomfort from the turtleneck like design, it was better than the alternative of wearing makeup and drying out his gills.
Like when he was stuck in the damn car. Oh that was pleasant.
Nearly killed and no way to explain that he could survive from the water... It was the damn pressure that had him worried. Best case, a horrible migraine many day trip back and a thousand lies to cover what happened. Best case, either dead or experimented on by the government while also exposing the fact that superheroes did in fact exist along with their villains.
But nothing to worry about now. Even when the bionics discovered the more well known Mighty Med, they hadn't freaked out that badly. Perhaps the same could be done if he ever needed to introduce his brother to the team or vice versa. He shook his head. Their worlds were too far apart. Even if he could walk between them, he had stayed far too long with the bionics for either side to to understand.
He glared down at this arm. Bionics did save it, but it kept him even further from his brother. He had warned him before they could not be seen together to protect Leo from unknown enemies he had been double crossing for years. Hell few knew of his existence and of his relationship with his brother. A troup of black haired and blue eyed males sparked in his mind along with a spunky red head with grassy green eyes. He chuckled as he made his way back into the stale aired island. He slid back to "his" room he shared with his bionic step siblings and stepped into bathroom. Reluctantly showering off the telltale scent of sea water.
So... Ehehehehehehehehehehe. Congrats if you did read this. Odd idea really. But it's not like lab rats ever even hint at who Leo's biological father is or introduce the guy really. As much as I want to know where all the kids came from to be made into Soldiers, I'm going to say I'm more curious about Leo's father who Tasha and Leo most likely know( like 98 percent sure they know or something because Leo could have been born invetro fertilization and all that wonderful science) and why they are no longer near him.
So this came into existence. Yes it is a one shot. But if any of you wish to continue... I could be of assistance in making it work and you may have at it.