A/N
Chapter 12. Er… truly this chapter is a filler chapter. I know. You waited over a month and a half for a filler chapter. :(. Sorry.
Anyways, still try to enjoy. This took so long because I had to think about what to do here. Like, really think, timelines suck for me so things are kind of messed up at the minute so I have to get things on track. Quickly.
43 Reviews you guys. Thank you! :D
KageNekoReborn: I like the fluffy flashbacks myself. Yeah, I know that Lisa was expected, I just had too though, Give some explanation as to what happened to her so it didn't seem like she feel off the edge of the earth or something.
XoXBloodyAliceT.T: Yep, poor Tony. Sort of lesson here on NEVER RUN AWAY! No matter what. You might not have the exact same result as Tony, but it won't be a good result… So yeah, I know how you felt, sorry for making you wait AGAIN. Just busy with other things and school now.
Stickybunz1: Wow! Thank you! I didn't think I was that good! :D. Um… no idea on my plans, I write for fun really. And I dignify the characters by their hair color because it's another way to say who the character is other then saying 'Tony' or 'Marc' or 'Lee' or 'Megan' or 'She' or 'He' or… you get the point. It seems bad to write a paragraph with- Tony blah blah he blah blah blah then he blah blah blah. Yeah, well you get the point. Maybe it is weird but it's normal for me.
Knangel18: Thank you! I try my hardest! I love the flashbacks too. I like outlining a character's past life or a group of characters past life because it's fun to write about, considering how they came to be. Just like you said, it does develop them and their relationships. Yep, well sorry it took me forever to update. Life kept me busy. :/
Yep. Took me awhile to update but…. I never abandon a story! No matter how long it takes me to update! I promise! :D. Still working on the future love fic, I can't get the starting right.
Anyways, starting chapter 12.
Marc's POV
"What now? " Megan asked Lee and I in the whoop jet.
"What do you mean by that?" I snapped, my eyes blazing. "What else is there to do? We go and find Tony!"
Lee and Megan exchanged a glance before looking back at me. I glared back with anger. How dare they even consider leaving our little brother out there with a psycho after him!
"Marc…" Lee began, his words were being picked carefully, I could tell. This was the most amount of time Lee ever took to think about what he said. He always spoke without thinking, the kind of guy he and Tony were. Jump into things without thinking, though Tony was way worse in that regard.
"I think it might be best if we get some back up from Jerry, Marc, I mean were going up to who sounds like to be like a killer, were going to need help and-"
I cut Lee off right there. Each word he had said made me more and more angry. Wait? Get help? Wait? "You guys can go back to whoop if you want!" I snarled. "But I'm finding Tony because I actually want to find him and I'm not afraid!"
A look of hurt passed over Lee's and Megan's faces. It made me feel slightly regretful. Only a day or so ago, I was at Lee for the same reason, Tony, and Megan has always been nice to me, I shouldn't get so snappy with her, but I refused to take it back, it was true. If my siblings were too scared to go now to help Tony, then I would go alone, that part I was sure on.
"Look, maybe it was uncalled for what I said but-"I knew I had to apologize so Megan and lee would not hate me, but underneath it all, I didn't mean the apology. That was why I as struggling to find the words that would make my siblings forgive me.
Then, the last thing I would have ever expected happened.
"Marc, your right. By fleeing back to whoop were being chickens. We have a little brother to save." I turned me gaze to Lee in shock before smiling slightly.
"I agree. Tony's in trouble and we need to rescue him!" Megan added. I smiled at her.
With my confidence level finally up some, I looked outside at the darkening cloudy sky. We will help you T, just don't let yourself get caught. We'll be there soon.
2 Hours Later…
Dream- Marc's POV
I blinked my eyes open, clearly in a slight daze, and then I realized where I was. The white room. I shook my head and looked around, realizing then, I had fallen asleep. Not again! I thought groaning silently, so not wanting to talk to my inner self right now.
"Yeesh, thanks for the warm welcome!" I turned my gaze to see Tony standing right next to me.
"Sorry, it's just I get annoyed with you too easily and-" I began
"More like you get annoyed with yourself to easily." Tony cut me off.
I bared my teeth but made no response otherwise.
"Alright." Tony stated, crossing his arms and giving me a questioning look. "Why are you here?"
"What?" I exclaimed. "You're the one who brought me here! You should know!"
Tony rolled his eyes. "I bring you help when you need it."
"Whether I want it or not is different question?" I asked with a growl.
"Yep. You get it when you need it." Tony stated with a grin. "Now, tell me what's up."
"I want to know who's after my brother number one!" I snarled.
"Oh please!" Tony laughed. "You have plenty of villains and people that hate you and your siblings. The possibilities are endless, that even I cannot help you with without cold hard facts."
"But what if it's too late with or without the clues! What if we fail and what if my brother, Tony gets captured and killed! What if he gets hurt again! I can't let that happen, any of that happen." I stated, fear gripping my voice once more.
Tony blinked and looked away. "You always were the one to comfort Tony mostly right? You would encourage him, comfort him, and sooth him that has given you the mindset that he always needs someone's help, but you forget some of the times that tony was there for you. I know you remember, take me through one, just to prove it."
I blinked. "I guess one is sticking out at the moment…" He muttered.
Flashback-Narrator
Most boys, when there 8, only worry about girls about having cooties and all that stuff, well, to Marc, one girl used to be more than that, she was beautiful, funny, and seemingly nice. Even at this young age, Marc had a huge crush on the girl.
But when that same girl goes and humiliates you in front of the whole school, it really makes you think twice about who you like. Marc sniffed and whipped off a tear from his face. Why did the girl have to be so mean? She used to seem nice. She was smart too! But she was friends with everyone. Everyone. Including one of the most popular guys in school, who had told the girl she liked to just tell me to buzz off.
"Would you like to come over for a play date?"
The wonderful beautiful girl gave me a small smile, I almost thought she would yes to my words, then, Jake came up.
"Courtney. You could do way better than this science loser."
I flinched. I turned to Courtney for help. But sadly, she was smiling at Jake.
"I know." She looked directly at me. "Sorry, um… Lark…"
"It's Marc…" My eyes glistened with sorrow.
"Whatever. Um… let me put it like this. I wanna be a cheerleader when I'm older and if I become friends with a super geek like you or hang out with you, or talk with you anymore, I won't achieve that."
I clinched slightly. I held back the tears as best as I could, but I knew one would fall.
"Look at the little cry baby. Hey everyone!" I flicked my gaze up to the playground at what the jerk was saying. "Look at the geeky crybaby!"
Kids ran over, including my siblings, and they saw my tears, and no scuff marks or boo-boos on me. The reaction? Instantly laughing at me.
"Wanna blankie?"
"Does the wittle baby want it mama? Or maybe a bottle?"
"The cry baby probably needs a diaper change!" My heart dropped down to my tummy in dread as I recognized the last comment, which brought out a chorus of laughter louder than the rest. I was hardly aware of my siblings looking at the others awkwardly, staying silent, but not helping me at all.
I looked at Courtney sadly before snatching up my backpack and dashing toward my home as fast as the genius me could go. The good thing was, the school day ended with recess so I could leave school if needed. I didn't make habit of cutting school, even recess, but I think I could make an exception today.
Marc sniffed sadly and whipped a few more tears off of his face.
"Marc?"
Marc jumped slightly and whipped his head around towards the door of the room. Who in the world would be there?
"Marc! Open up! It's me, Tony!"
Marc sniffed quietly and blinked, nearly forgetting this wasn't just his own room. The brunette threw his legs over the side of the bed and dropped down the less than a half of a foot drop and walked over to the door. He opened it to see a younger brother's worried face.
"Hey, can I come in." Tony asked Marc.
Marc just nodded sadly and walked away, back toward his own bed and flopped back down.
Tony closed the door softly, but other than the sound of a shutting door, the room had a continues awkward silence. Marc hardly cared though. What is the point of caring?
After who knows how long, Tony's voice split the air.
"Marc, I'm sorry about what happened."
Marc gritted his teeth slightly in anger, having to force himself not to snap at his little brother. Sorry… A word that was thrown around way too often. A word that lost its meaning long ago. A word that is over used! And why should you be sorry? Why should you even care?
"Marc?" Tony asked hesitantly.
Marc turned toward the wall. "Whatever. Just leave me alone Tony!" He snapped.
The silence stretched on for about a minute before finally, Tony spoke again.
"No. This isn't my fault, don't get mad at me! I know your hurt Marc, but you have to learn to get over this! Move on!"
Some sort of anger switch turned on in Marc, because suddenly, the young genius sprang up and stalked over to Tony, his eyes blazing with anger and fists balled.
"You don't understand Tony!" Marc snarled at the raven haired boy. "You'll never understand! It may have just been a crush between a little boy and a little girl. But guess what? The girl I thought was perfect and wonderful, the girl I had a crush on, humiliated me in front of over 100 kids! Nearly the entire school! And you're telling me to move on past that?"
Tony cringed visibly at his older brother's rath, fear in his gaze, but did not back down. "It's her loss then. She never got to know you Marc."
"Oh really?" Marc sighed, calming down some as he saw the fear in Tony's gaze. It's not his fault. He just cares… Marc repeated to himself.
"Yes." Tony replied with a small smile. "Marc, you can be pretty much a know it all, you can be geeky, and whinny, and sort of annoying, and you snore, and did I mention until you brush your teeth how bad of breath-"
"Is this going anywhere?" Marc growled in annoyance.
Tony chuckled. "My point is, no matter what, your still you, not a cry baby. Just because this one gal doesn't like you, doesn't mean you're horrible or anything. You have family and friends that still care about you."
Marc looked away without a word, yet at the same, he felt slightly better realizing Tony was right.
The silence stretched on for a few seconds before Tony wrapped his arms around Marc in a hug, Marc rolled his eyes slightly at the gesture but didn't pull away. Tony was just trying to make him feel better.
All of a sudden, Tony pushed Marc to the ground and both boys collapsed onto the ground, laughing. Even Marc was laughing. Maybe I won't get over it so soon, but I'll always have my friends and family by my side. He thought, giving his brother a playful nugy
End of flashback- Marc's POV
"That's the best you could come with? That's nowhere near the best example!" Tony informed me with a small snort of anger.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever! That was the first one that came to me!"
"Fine. It works." Tony muttered before raising his voice. "The point is, Tony's not as helpless as he looks. He's smart in some cases, head strong, I know, but he can take care of himself when needed. He is a spy, just like you, you know. And he does have a heart."
"Yeah… I guess…" I muttered.
"Your letting worry get to you Marc, trust in your brother to get through this." Tony informed me.
Before I could even get a word of response in, the dream began to fade leaving a sheet of black engulfing me.
Tony's POV
I kicked a small rock off of the building I was sitting on and let it free-fall down to the ground, not even sighing out at all. I let the feeling of silence grip the air around me and leave it that way. Sure there was the roar of the cars besides me with the occasional honks and stuff, and some muffled talking from the street. But other than that, it was quiet. And I relished it.
Looking back, I realized this was my first chance of relaxing since I had run away from home. On the plane, I was constantly on edge, worrying my siblings would find me and drag me home to get in trouble. At Lisa's house, I was on edge and hurt, meaning I got no real relax time, just uneasy rest and sleep. And before now, I was constantly on the lookout for that psycho lady I don't even know the name of.
But since that psycho lady launched a recent attack, I was safe, for the moment, hopefully. Right now, I was too stressed out to care. I didn't even know if I had the strength to run if I saw her coming toward me right now.
For now though, I had confidence I was safe, physically anyways.
Otherwise though, my mind was a blur of guilt, sorrow, and fear. Guilt from ever even considering leaving my family and probably causing some people worry, no matter what happened before I left. Sorrow because of missing my family. And fear from that psycho lady trying to kill me! You try not being afraid of someone wanting to kill you! It's hard!
I picked myself off of the ground and walked slowly toward the stairs of the building, which weirdly was nothing more than an art museum. One of the most boring places in the world! But I was too mentally tired out to care. All I cared about now was staying alive, and getting home to see my family again. My mother, father, Megan, Lee, and Marc.
A/N
Finally done with that. It took me 5 days of writing to type this up. It took me a month to finish it though because I never got time to work.
I'm happy I slowed down Tony's part a little. It really gave you in-depth of how he was feeling. At least, that is what I thought. The flashback was okay, not the best, but not the worst. And sub conscious Tony. Still love him! :D
Yep. Well, next update? Probably gonna take me awhile. School and I have a new story to update, a non Amazing spies one sadly. But don't worry. That love story between Marc and Tony shall be up soon! Promise! If not, you have permission to come and burn down my house! Or… something…
Anyways, please review. I always love them.
