League of Kids:The Next Generation

Chapter 11

If you want to punch me, please bring painkillers.

(Caitlyn)

"I can't believe that I got a concussion from hitting your chest." Jayce smiled weakly at that. We had just gotten out of the main hospital in Zaun. The impact actually slightly cracked my skull. Jayce needs to work out less.

"Well, the explosion was pretty large." This was his attempt at trying to make the situation better. I don't see much humour when our partner is current MIA. There is no reason to laugh. "Alright." Jayce put a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to look up at him, but he was staring at the sky. "It's time to put those detective skills to work, Sheriff."

"In what way?" When he turned back to me, his stony expression almost made me flinch.

"We're going to have to track down a certain timeweaver." I quirked an eyebrow.

"What do we need Ekko for?" I asked. "He's not liable to help us. You know that he hates us."

"Did you forget?" He stepped in front of me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Ekko and Jinx are the only ones that know of Vi before we knew her. Since Jinx was already taken, he's out last hope of finding this gang." It's not a bad idea, but whenever I see Ekko within the institute, he only glares and goes out of his way to avoid me. He's not going to willingly talk to us.

"Alright, Jayce." He smiled when I responded. "Vi had a theory as long as my arm for a theory on how to find him. How do you propose we do it?" His smile fell.

(Vi)

There was not enough strength in the world to vent my frustrations. I had spent the past hour kicking the shit out of this sandbag, and I was still ready to kill whoever came into the room next. This is what I was trying to protect Vincent from! I didn't want him to share my past! And now, Caylee's in on it! A roar of frustration escaped my throat before I could catch it, and I spun in the air, kicking the sandbag with enough force to break it off the chain and explode it on the far wall. My heavy breaths almost came out in growls as I stared at the pile of sand and shredded leather.

"It seems that your strength hasn't faded, 6." I didn't even need to turn.

"What the fuck do you want, 4." I spat out his number as my shoulders continued to rise and fall.

"Can't a friend come and see how his buddy is getting along?" He sidestepped in front of me, holding his arms out, a smug grin on his face. "I can feel the rage from halfway down the hall! You must still use it! It's where most of your power comes from!"

"Come here, I'll show you how angry I am." His grin turned to fear as I stepped towards him. "Let me show you my fucking rage!" As soon as I lunged, 4 threw himself backwards, onto his hands. When he fell back to crouching on his feet, it looked like he was about to piss himself. He's not wrong, though. People think I'm the strongest person alive, but I only use a small amount of my strength normally. The rest is tied to my rage. I've been keeping it in check for years, but this might be my breaking point.

"6, back the fuck up." 4 started to panic more as I stepped towards him. "I forgot how fucking scary you are!"

"Mommy, don't hurt him!" Small hands gripped the waistband of my jeans and tried to pull me back. "He's my friend!" All of my anger melted, and I dropped my head and arm. He was never meant to see me like this. "Mommy?" I turned and dropped to my knees, pulling Vincent into a tight hug. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, baby." I whispered, kissing his head. "I'm just glad that you and your sister are safe."

"What about me?" When Jinx crossed the room, I smiled up at her. Then glared at 4 as he ran out of the room. "Also, how can somebody with such a fat head have such a nice kid?" My smile turned to a glare.

"Mommy doesn't have a fat head!" Vin yelled, turning away from me and holding his arms out. "You need to be nicer, Jinxy!"

"Jinxy?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm not gonna be called an aunt!" She huffed, folding her arms. "That makes me sound 50!"

"Jinx, I'm 28, so you're 30." I raised an eyebrow at her. "You're 20 years away, there. Also, you're a mom, too." Her eyes widened, and she mouthed Tabs' name. "With Ekko. You know, because you got caught."

"Shut up, so did you." I smiled at her response, then looked back down at Vincent. He was grinning up at me.

"Mommy! Number 1 told me that I can have my mark soon!" My smile dropped, but he still seemed happy. "I'm gonna get it on my cheek, just like you!"

"Don't lose an arm like her, Vin." Jinx laughed.

"You lost it?" His eyes widened. "Well, we can find it again, can't we?" Jinx and I looked at eachother. "Where did you lose your arm, Mommy? I'll find it, and we can put it back!"

"I'm afraid that it doesn't work like that, 15." 14 walked into the room and over to us, with Caylee on her hip. "It's been too long since her arm was lost, we can't attach it anymore. 10, can you hold Caylee?"

"Of course I can! I'm the best sister-parent ever!" I smiled at her choice of words before standing up with Vincent on my hip. His little fingers dug into my scarred skin like I was going to vanish.

"6, can you come back to the clinic with me? I saw something interesting in your bloodwork."

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"Where the hell do you get all of this hospital equipment?" Jinx asked as she walked into the room.

"1 sends the others to collect it for me." She just smiled and tapped her nose. Secret, I guess. "I'm not really orientated for fighting or scouting, so I became the resident doctor."

"Wasn't 12 the doctor before?" I asked.

"She got tired of it. She left last week to gather materials for me." When 14 patted the metal table I was on before, I placed Vincent onto the ground and climbed up. "Sorry that we don't have anything more comfortable."

"Hey, at least I'm not strapped down this time." 14 chuckled, then started pulling a machine over. "14, is that an ultrasound machine?" She looked guilty.

"Mommy, what's an ultrasound?" Vin was standing on his toes to look over the table. "Is it gonna hurt?"

"No, but the fact that your other mom or your dad aren't here this time." I know what's going on. I've been way too busy to think about why I was feeling sick a couple weeks back.

"I got this!" Jin x lunged forward and grabbed my hand, almost dropping Caylee. The kid seemed half asleep.

"I want to sit with mommy." Caylee said, reaching over and grabbing my shirt. I propped myself up on my elbow, and Caylee sat in the gap there, gripping my shirt. 14 turned the machine on and squirted some gel over my stomach.

"It's not for certain, since a blood test can show any number of possibilities, but it is a precaution." She started out with, before scanning my stomach with the wand.

"There's a thing in there!" Vincent yelled, pointing to the white shape on the screen. "What is that?!"

"It's a boy." Caylee said, before I could open my mouth.

"Geez, Cay. Don't freak me out like that." She smiled.

"1 has been teaching me how to see. I know that it's a boy."

"I'm going to be a dad!" Jinx called out, clapping her hands together. "Well, I don't see anybody else here to be his dad." She added when I looked over.

"He has a dad." She huffed at me.

"Yeah, me."

"Mommy!" Vincent pulled on my shirt to get my attention. "I picked his name! He can be called Jayson, after daddy!"

"After me!" Jinx yelled. Well, I have my sister back. That's one of the best things. And now, there's going to be a third kid. It sucks that Cait and Jayce don't want me around anymore.

Hey guys, guess who just got back into Colleeeegeeee! I'll start uploading a bit slower (if thats even possible) to focus on my work, but I'll still work hard to get these chapters out. Only a couple more to go before this fanfiction is finished.