Camden and Isaac, little kid life
Camden's Death and Time at War (possible Alex Rider x-over)
Harry meets Danny Phantom
Lydia and Harry back in colonial days
STEREK, with a hint of Lydia/Parrish
Harry and Jack Frost, untimely meeting
Death and Harry's first official meeting, what MOD truly means
Harry + Winchesters = Disaster
Harry Meets the Doctor
Chantel's hunt for Theo
Stiles confronting Harry about lying to him
Me: Hey guys! I am so sorry for hurting your feelings in the last chapter. And there is a good reason for that. And, as requested by my little sister, I will be doing Camden's death in this chapter. There will be an Alex Rider crossover but you will only need minimal knowledge of Alex Rider (basically just the names and a little bit of background on Alex).
Derek: Also, she's thinking about writing another Teen Wolf crossover. Basically Superfamily but with Stiles. If anyone has interest let her know. She'll post it within a few days… hopefully.
Stiles: She's really bad about updating, if you haven't noticed.
Me: Shush, I have school.
Camden's Death and Time at War X-Over with Alex Rider
Disclaimer Here - Do I look lonely? I see the shadows on my face, people have told me I don't look the same, maybe I lost weight. I'm playing hooky, with the best of the best, put my heart on my chest, so that you can see it too, I'm walking the long road, watching the sky fall, the lace in your dress tingles my neck, how do I live?
3rd Person POV
Being in a special group with a SAS unit from Britain wasn't what Camden thought his time at war would be. What was even weirder was that they all had animal names, like seriously why? And, in order to keep him from feeling left out, they had given him a codename as well. It was Hound, how ironic. Oh, and that wasn't the best part. They had a kid with them, fifteen at most. Whenever he asked why they had a kid their leader, Wolf, replied with classified. And excuse you if there was going to be a kid in their group he wanted to know why.
"Hound! You wanna join?" Eagle asked, waving the cards.
Their group consisted of four men, himself, and the kid. Well, there was more than that, like their bodyguards and stuff, but they weren't part of the group. Eagle was probably the youngest of the men, with dark brown hair and green eyes. And he acted more immature than the kid was. Note to self, never give him sugar. But he was an amazing marksman and was usually their sniper (if they needed it). Next was Snake. He was a blonde scotsman, and probably the mother hen of the group. But Camden just assumed it was because he was the designated medic. He was also the one constantly fussing over everyone in the group, especially the kid. After him was Fox, the only one that had willingly told Camden his name (which was Ben Daniels by the way), and was their language man. But he was really quiet and actually confessed that the only reason he was here was because K-Unit (their group) needed another member and someone had to watch over Cub (the kid). Camden figured that meant he was actually a secret agent to MI6. Fox had dark hair and light blue eyes, reminding Camden of Derek. Then there was the leader, Wolf. Wolf was a gruff Mexican and usually only communicated with grunts and growls. That reminded Camden of all the werewolves he had met, but even they talked more. Wolf took no crap from anyone and worked them too the bone. And lastly, Cub. Cub was the kid, fifteen years old. He was quiet and had multiple scars on his body. However Cub talked whenever spoken too, usually short or sarcastic answers, but willingly talked to Fox and him occasionally. Cub had fair hair and brown eyes, reminding him slightly of Isaac back at home.
"Hound, you paying attention?" Eagle demanded.
"You gonna try cheating again Eagle?" Camden asked, coming over, "Cause if so I'm gonna tell you it's not gonna work."
"Cub, you want to join us?" Fox called around Eagle, "I know you know how to play."
"I don't think that'd be fair to Eagle," Cub replied with a sly smile.
"Oi!"
Camden snorted as Eagle grumbled, Snake dealing out the cards quietly. Death seemed to surround all of them, sobering Camden whenever he paid attention to the aura. Some of them more so than others. But the one aura that always made Camden wince was the one around Cub, it was dark. Much darker than the others.
"I fold," Snake decided, glancing at the cards around him.
"I'm all in," Cub replied, pushing all of his M&M's into the middle.
"You sure about that Cub?" Eagle demanded.
"Positive."
Cub's poker face was as good, if not better, than Camden's own. Every single time Camden saw it, he was more impressed than he had been before. Eye twitching, Eagle flipped over the other card. Camden glanced at his cards, comparing them. Nothing showed on his face, even as he knew he would lose this round.
"I fold," Fox said, putting his cards on the ground.
"What? Foxy!" Eagle exclaimed, "Why must you leave me alone."
"Eagle, this game is every man for themselves."
The last card was flipped, Camden folding as well leaving Eagle and Cub up against each other. Sweat dripped down Eagle's face, even as he showed off his cards.
"Full House," he had three fives and two nines.
"Four of a kind," Cub replied, showing the Queens with one four.
"Dammit Cub! Why are you so good at this game?" Eagle demanded.
"I've got the luck of the Devil."
Cub gathered up his winnings of different kind of candies. He popped a M&M in his mouth before returning to his bunk. Snorting slightly, Wolf shook his head and cleaned off his gun. One of their bodyguard people came in, slightly pale.
"We've got our orders. We're going in tomorrow," he said.
That night, they all slept sober. Knowing that they might not all make it out tomorrow.
*******DEATH&WAR*******
Bullets rained down around them, striking people down to the ground. Camden gritted his teeth and returned fire, crouched down in a trench. Next to him Cub was reloading his gun, the fastest he had ever seen, before returning fire. Every shot the kid took sent someone down on the other side. Camden gritted his teeth, knowing who would die next before Cub did. Death's presence, and his reapers, were here. Their dark cloaks drifting in and out of his line of sight.
"Cover me," Cub hissed at him, before disappearing up a tree.
"Cub!" Camden growled, before shooting at anyone that seemed to be aiming at Cub.
Bullet after bullet came from the tree, hitting those on the other side in the head. Soon the other side retreated, running off. Cub dropped out of the tree, crouching beside K-Unit. Quickly Camden scanned the troops still with them, counting their heads. Over a dozen were gone, more wounded. Looking away, Camden quickly judged the injuries of the others. Cub had blood splattered on his face, but it wasn't his own judging by the way he was already wiping it off, but he only had some minor cuts and bruises. Fox was getting stitched up by Snake, a bullet having grazed his arm. Snake just looked tired, bags under his eyes. Wolf was limping, a bullet having got his leg. Without another thought Camden knelt beside Wolf, grabbing a pair of tweezers and pulling out the bullet before borrowing a needle and thread from Snake and stitching it up. While he wrapped up the wound Camden checked on Eagle, who had a bullet graze on his cheek but was already getting checked out by Cub.
"We need to move," Camden said, sitting up.
"Great idea, but where?" Wolf demanded.
"We need more cover, but still need to be able to see if someone is sneaking up on us," Cub muttered, "There's not many places like that, maybe a cave? No, we'd be to vulnerable, unless there's a few more exits that we can cover."
"We just need to move. Let's go."
*******DEATH&WAR*******
They did find a cave with multiple exits to spend the night. A low fire, limited smoke, was burning in the middle of their group. Cub was against a wall, able to see all entry points, eyes wide open as he watched the fire. To his left was Fox, shuffling his cards but not looking to play with anyone. On the other side of Cub was Snake, muttering softly to himself as he checked his med kit. Next to Snake was Wolf, taking point near the exit with his gun out and watching the light outside grow dim. Then there was Eagle, curled up in a ball seemingly asleep. Camden however was looking at the picture of the Lahey family. His picture of the Stilinski's was safe at home, in a bag. Right now though he was looking at the picture of the Lahey's, his parents with their arms around each other in the back, himself holding Teddy next to Isaac, one arm around his grinning little picture reminded him of what he wouldn't get back to, having a feeling that this was where Camden Lahey would die and another version of himself would be born.
"That your family?" Fox asked softly, "The ones you're fighting for?"
Camden grinned dryly, "Yeah, one of them. That's my kid, Teddy. He's barely a year now. His birthday is in a few weeks. That's my little brother Isaac, he just turned nine last month."
"You've got a kid? You're like what, nineteen?" Snake piped up.
"Actually, I'm only eighteen. Teddy isn't mine biologically. I'm his godfather, legal guardian. His parents died when he was only a couple of months. I became in charge when I was only seventeen."
"What happened?" Cub asked softly.
"This wasn't the only war I've been in. His parents both died protecting me in a war," Camden replied bitterly, "I tried to convince them to stay with him. Stubborn bastards, the both of them."
Everyone went quiet, not knowing how to reply to that. Camden sighed softly and went inside his sleeping bag, tucking the picture back into his pocket. In the light of the flickering fire, Camden looked around at everyone's aura. The darkness around Cub had grown, darkening and writhed around him with promise. Closing his eyes tightly, Camden promised himself that he would do everything within his power to keep Cub from dying, even revealing his secret.
*******DEATH&WAR*******
The next morning Camden made sure to stick close to Cub's side. If the teenager noticed it, he chose not to say anything. Multiple times Camden forced Cub behind him, shooting at however was trying to kill them. However that only seemed to make the darkness grow and blacken even more. This was beginning to frustrate him, as he didn't and wouldn't know how Cub would die until it happened or if he viewed his future. And both weren't good ideas, as viewing Cub's future could be disastrous and kill him sooner. So yeah, not a good idea.
"Bomb!" one of the men called.
"You're up Hound," Wolf growled.
Oh, didn't he mention? Camden had become the person in charge of disarming the bombs, which was why he was with K-Unit in the first place. Growling slightly, feeling this would be his death, Camden rushed to where the bomb was. Silently he cursed, this bomb was improvised. Probably homemade. That meant he would have to improvise and go with his instincts in disarming it. Taking a steadying breath, Camden went to work. But soon he realized that this would not be a bomb easily disarmed. Normally his magic would settle beneath the surface when it came to disarming bombs, but this time it was lashing out.
"Get the kid out of here," Camden ordered, "Actually, all of you get out of here."
"We aren't leaving you Hound," Wolf replied.
"I'm not leaving," Cub said at the same time.
"Get out of here! This bomb was homemade, one wrong cut or move and it will explode. I'm not killing off this whole unit because of a stupid bomb. Now get out of here."
"We aren't leaving you to die," Snake replied.
"GO!" power fueled Camden's words, even as his magic lashed out at the bomb again.
"Fox take Cub and go," Wolf ordered.
"What?" Cub demanded.
Even as he said that, Fox grabbed Cub's upper arm. Almost immediately the teenager began to struggle, growling at Fox and trying to break free. But Fox was stronger and bigger and practically dragged Cub out of the blast range, behind the rocks surrounding them. As Cub was dragged away the darkness around him lessened, before practically disappearing. A breath Camden didn't realize he was holding escaped him.
"You guys should leave too. I can guarantee this bomb is going to explode," Camden said, his magic getting into the circuits and causing them to malfunction.
Before anyone could reply the beeping got louder and more erratic. The numbers on the screen frizzed and began to flicker, switching between numbers rapidly with no apparent pattern. Then everything went quiet, but before anyone could take a breath Camden felt the pressure building inside the bomb. Closing his eyes tightly the bomb went off. Camden felt himself get torn to pieces, muscle and bone shattering. Pain like no other filled his body, nerve endings on fire. And then, everything went numb.
The last thing he heard was Cub scream for them.
*******DEATH&WAR*******
His whole body burned, everything was frayed. Smoke and flames licked up the different pieces of his body, even as he was pieced back together. Everything hurt, pain had become everything he knew. His body was getting pieced together, bit by bit. Someone was grumbling besides his head, Death perhaps. Maybe a reaper. He gasped, being able to breathe again. A weak moan of pain escaped him and he tried to get away. But the pain was everywhere. Whoever had put his body back together was gone now. Screaming hoarsely, Camden got to his feet. No, he wasn't Camden anymore. Camden had died in that explosion, so had Teddy. A tear slipped down his cheek, he was Harry again. Until he could think of someone else to be. Taking a shaky breath, Harry picked up the invisibility cloak left beside his head and put it around himself. Before he left to get Teddy there was one last thing to do.
Cub was sitting next to Fox, still behind the rock. The way he sat seemed to be one of shock.
"They're dead, they're all dead," Cub whispered, a tone of disbelief in his voice, "Hound knew what was going to happen didn't he."
"I think he did…"
"He tried to save us. All of us. And Wolf didn't listen."
"Wolf is… was a stubborn bastard."
"They had families… What do we tell them?"
Camden didn't want to hear anymore. Then he disapparated, reappearing outside his home. But it's not his home anymore. Silently he crept inside, stealing some clothes from his old room and putting them on. Then he gathered up Teddy and the bag, leaving his home for good.
For weeks he grieved the death of Camden, the death of Wolf, of Snake, of Eagle, and all the stubborn bodyguards whose names he never got around to knowing. They were dead and he lived. He would live on forever, alone with no one. He would outlive Teddy, precious Teddy. Teddy, who he would watch grow old and die. Then he would have to bury his baby. And he would never do it again. He would never become attached to another child, never have his own. Because he knew they would die and he would live. And he couldn't do it again.
Me: Depressing. I'm sorry for killing them, but I must. Death is a constant around Harry, so get used to it.
Stiles: You don't sound apologetic.
Me: SORRY! PROMPTS PLEASE
Review Request Here → The death of a bachelor, ooh, letting the water fall. The death of a bachelor, ooh, seems so fitting for, happily ever after. How could I ask for more? A lifetime of laughter, at the expense of the death of a bachelor
