[Hi! Guess who? It's me, again! So, someone on tumblr flooded me with amazing art, so I'm writing this story for them! I KNOW I need to get back to the eighty thousand fics I have on hold, and I'm planning to get back to Runs In The Family very soon. To be fair though, I was also flooded with new Kyd Wykkyd headcanons, so expect some more Kyd fics to pop up too. Enjoy this if you will - it's a...strange ship. Oh well.]
Seymour O'Connor - See-More - often found himself stopping whatever he was doing and asking himself how he managed to get to that point in his life. Usually, he never did anything about the answer, because, usually, the answer was that he was in his shitstorm situation either because of his own decisions or because of the decisions of someone he cared about - and, consequently - couldn't really explode at. This, however - oh no, this he was definitely going to explode on somebody for.
Was it Seymour's idea to travel to Gotham in search of an especially alluring target - one that was obviously a trap - a warning claim that no one listened to? No. No, it was most certainly not.
Was it Seymour's idea to stay in the scary, chemical smelling warehouse despite the many warning signs that stood loud and proud in the HIVE Five's way, screaming at them to go home? No - that wasn't his decision either.
But no, what really, really pissed Seymour off - was that under no circumstances whatsoever was it his idea to end up choking on seawater, next to a virtually useless redhead, who was smiling weakly at Seymour and silently pleading him not to sock him in the face now that he was powerless.
See-More groaned, attempting to ignore the sickening aftertaste of saltwater as he laid his free hand on his face, gritting his teeth in frustration as he attempted to calm his raging nerves.
Jinx had found a target set all the way in Gotham City - inside of a seemingly abandoned warehouse that was filled to the brim with blueprints of every bank within the eighty mile radius. It would be a foolish move not to go after it, though it was even more foolish to charge into the warehouse with their guards down. Eventually, a makeshift team of Titans showed up to stop the HIVE, hoping to get to them before Batman did and spare the lost teenagers the dreadful experience of being sent to Arkham at such a young age. And, of course, as if the Titans weren't enough, all twelve superpowered teen found themselves face to face with a criminal much out of their leagues - one that was less than enthused about them all trespassing on his hiding place.
All See-More could really remember after that was a very sad, fearful whimper coming from his proud, confident, powerful leader, as her eyes watered at the sight of The Scarecrow.
After that, See-More supposed The Scarecrow had wanted to use them as test subjects. All he remembered was being hit with a sickeningly toxic gas, and then waking up leaning on a strange looking device that kept both Kid Flash and himself afloat in the middle of a dark ocean. The device immediately let go of See-More's hands once See-More fully awoke, throwing him into the sea. The large splash must've awoken Kid Flash, because the only reason See-More managed to resurface was because of an obnoxiously colored speedster dragging him back up to lean back on the floating device.
And so, here the two were. Gasping for breath after swimming for what felt like miles and learning all they could about their predicament. Apparently, Scarecrow had inserted a device into each person's wrist, binding them to whoever Scarecrow sent them away with. It was like an invisible string, in a way. Like a forcefield. Except that whenever See-More or Kid Flash moved more than four feet away from each other, they were both shocked with an electrical current that See-More was sure he'd feel for the next week at the least.
Also, neither of their powers worked.
According to what See-More could manage to remember, seeing Scarecrow give each person a weird look before marking a different symbol on each pairs wrist, Jinx was stuck with Robin (something that couldn't bode well for anyone), Gizmo was with that Wonder chick, Kyd was with Jericho (something See-More was sure Kyd didn't mind all that much, stupid prick got off lucky this time), Billy Numerous ended up with Raven (honestly See-More knew already it would be a miracle if Billy was only mentally scarred once this was all over), and Mammoth was with Starfire.
See-More had to find Scarecrow and fix this. If he had to listen to even one more of Kid Flash's overly optimistic pipes, he'd-
"Well I mean, it could be wor-"
"Would you SHUT UP ALREADY?" See-More yelled, bolting straight up from his position where he was laying on the pier of where the ocean met land, where there seemed to be a large construction site.
"God- I've had it with you! I don't- how can your team even- GAH!" See-More yelled in frustration, throwing his helmet off of his messy, wet haired head and standing up, stomping around in a circle for a while as to not set off another shock, but also to at least somewhat calm his nerves.
"Well, it could be! Geez- you act like being stuck with me for just half an hour is the worst thing that could happen to you!" Kid Flash said with a glare, crossing his arms.
See-More let out an annoyed huff before he sat down with his (miraculously) unharmed communicator, planning to try and detect where the other HIVE communicators were located, along with his missing friends.
"...You know, all your crap is floating away." Kid Flash said as he stared off at the strangely beautiful scene of pounds and pounds of jewelry and gold floating away into the dark ocean, lit up like neon due to the ethereal glow of the snowy moon.
See-More shrugged his shoulders, still focused intensely on the beeping buttons and glowing gears of his now taken apart communicator, trying desperately to hang on to any of Gizmo's rambles to remember how exactly to do this.
Kid Flash looked at See-More with a strange look for a moment, coming to realization.
"...You don't even care, do you?" He said with a tilt of his head.
He was met with deafening silence.
"...I don't understand you. I can at least somewhat understand your loser friends-"
Wally was met with a dangerous glare, though it weakened as See-More realized that, yes, his friends were all complete losers, himself included.
"-But you? You don't care about the money or the fame- you never have. So, why stay? Do those criminals really mean that much to you? ...I know you've been offered Teen Titans membership before, but you still turned it down to stay with...them. Why?" Kid Flash asked, watching with a focused gaze as See-More attempted to shake some more water out of his unruly hair.
"...Because those 'criminals', those 'losers', are more than friends, jackass." See-More spat, getting defensive and continuing as he saw Kid Flash's wince at his last insult.
"Those idiot morons are my family, okay? And I don't let anyone. Talk bad. About my family. Got that?" See-More said, getting closer and closer to Kid Flash's face.
"S...S-sorry I was just...curious, I guess. I mean...I get it! I really do! That's...kinda how the Titans are for me. It's just...I don't know...Robin likes to kind of, dehumanize you guys, you know? He likes to make you all out to be soulless monsters, like you honestly aren't capable of really loving each other…" Wally excused, scratching the back of his neck and looking up to the pitch black sky.
"...I'm sorry." Wally said softly, just barely loud enough for See-More to hear.
See-More looked over, and without needing any special helmet or superpower, he could tell Kid Flash was genuinely regretful of offending him.
"Hey." See-More said as he leaned over some to elbow Kid Flash in the side with a playful smile, "If it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty damn sure my family is a lot more dysfunctional than yours."
"Oh yeah?" Flash countered with a large grin.
"Oh, don't even get me started Kid." See-More said with a roll of his eyes.
Kid Flash challenged him with a playful glare. See-More smirked.
"Okay, well, how about having an older sister figure who is head over heels for a Titan, and is constantly an absolute wreck because she's in worse mental shape than any other person on our team. Or the older brother figure who binges his weight times three every time he even gets the munchies, and continued to scare away any and all chances of dating? Oh- or of course, my favorite - the way, way overprotective house cat of a gay cousin we have sleeping on the couch every night?" See-More rambled, smiling bittersweetly as he thought of his friends.
"...We'll find them. I promise." Kid Flash said with a smile, putting one hand on See-More shoulder comfortingly. Strangely, See-More didn't jump away.
"...You know, I think that's the first time you've actually said my name instead of insulting me. I'm proud." Kid Flash said with a smirk.
"Don't get too used to it." See-More said, looking down as his communicator suddenly began to glow with dark purple energy. It was an energy See-More knew well. At least one of his friends now knew where everyone was.
"What's so funny?" Kid Flash asked as See-More continued laughing to himself.
"You're gonna be nothing but chopped up strips of speedster when Elliot finds us." See-More said with finality.
[Well? I hoped you liked it. I know See-More seems different in this story than most of my others, that's mostly the mystery friend's doing. I hope you like the fic so far Shelly! Read and Review please!]