Greenday – 21 guns

Im intrigued as to where this is gonna go tbh.

I don't want it to run parallel with the SPY arc (which i think this makes sure it doesn't)

But as i said earlier: Train Wrecks.

Hopefully i'll have more of the Game AU up later...

not too sure :S

Enjoy!

Darkness. That's the first thing he remembers. It's cold and dark. But there's a light, a small one, and it chases the darkness away and he's not so scared anymore. Blue eyes struggle open in the dimly lit room, everything blurry, no matter the amount of light that is filtered into the room and Jack struggles up onto his hands and knees, his arms feeling weak as his whole body shakes. His head feels filled with wool and the gentle dripping of water onto his head is not helping matters! Looking upwards, Jack finally gets his vision to clear and he groans as he realizes he's in a tower of some sorts. The walls are slick with algae and something that Jack would rather not identify thank you very much!

Hands touching the wall still, Jack looks around, Ice blue eyes searching for a way out when he spots a wooden Shepard's staff on this wooden platform that... was it moving? Jack looks down and kneels, hand still touching the wall to steady himself as he feels the wood shift and bend underneath him. Blue eyes peer through a gap in the sodden wood, only to widen when they see the murky black of water under him. Looking around once more, his eyes now adjusted to the darkness, the Agent notices a section of the platform that has broken away, the sharp edges of the wood looking unforgiving, adding to the foreboding feeling rising in Jack's chest. A loud screech of metal ricochets around the room (for that's all he could really call it other than a well) and makes the white-haired male look up. A body is shoved through the sudden light that appears and Jack shouts out as the body begins to fall, the sudden jarring of the wooden platform as the body hits the water causes him to stumble, the flash of tanned skin and auburn hair makes his heart stop and the agent kicks his shoes off before jumping in after it.

The water, though dark, was clean (something the agent was grateful for) so Jack was able to spot the body of his friend sinking slowly toward the bottom. Eyes were shut and the other's chest was bare, the water turning murky around him as bubbles escape Hiccup's mouth. Jack manages to catch up, swimming one of his favorite hobbies as a child, and pulls the smaller man against him. Kicking upwards, Jack's pale hand manages to rest against Hiccup's pulse, or rather, the feeble attempt of a pulse. Kicking harder, the surface so close yet so far, Jack presses his lips against the other's and breathes into him, pinching Hiccup's nose so the air didn't just escape. Black dots start to dance in the Agent's vision when finally they broke the surface. Grabbing onto the wooden platform, Jack manages to maneuver himself so he wont injure hiccup while pushing him onto the platform, the wood digs painfully into his back and sides as he finds some kind of leverage with his feet (once again he was grateful, it seemed that the non existent god he believed in was looking out for him. Maybe he'd start going to church.) and he pushes Hiccup up and onto the sodden wood. Blue eyes look around once more, the chill of the water starting to seep into the Agents skin, despite wearing more clothing than his smaller counterpart, and causing him to shiver.

As he turns back to the tanned male he freezes. The red covering Hiccup should never be there. Pulling himself up, Jack forgets that the wood is rotten and broken, a sharp pain in his right thigh a quick reminder and he glances down, noticing he's torn his pants and grazed his skin. Pale hands pull at the jacket that clung to the Agent like a second skin and the shirt was peeled off haphazardly. Seams were split and the white shirt was wrapped gingerly around the cuts that littered the green eyed male's torso. White linen grows steadily pink and Jack sits beside the Auburn haired man. Pale shaking hands touch his neck before white hair is laid against the freckled and bandaged chest. Silence rests upon the duo as the Agent holds his breath, breath leaving him suddenly and lips are pressed against the others yet again, forcing air into unwilling lungs. Cold hands press repeatedly against Hiccup's chest, a count of ten before air is pushed into the still man again. Another count of ten, then twenty before the brunette coughs, water is pushed from paling lips as Hiccup jerks, Jack rolling him gently to his side where the water flows freely and re joins the rest below. Green eyes eventually open and Jack has never been happier to see forest green in all his life. A hand tuns through white hair and it stands up on end, water dripping from the tips to run down his pale and bare chest.

"Hey Hic." Jack smiles at the exhausted other who's eyes slide shut. "Whoa hey hiccup!" a small smirk appears on Hiccup's face and Jack feels tension melt away.

"Too loud." Comes the raspy reply, voice weak and shaky from either over use or inhaling too much water. Jack sits properly, his black clad legs crossed in front of him as he pulls Hiccup's head onto his lap so the Computer Whiz could rest.

"Gave me quite the scare there Hic." The white-haired male smiles, hand playing with the small plait on the side of Hiccup's head. Green eyes open again and Jack realizes just how much the cold is affecting the other. "Cold?" Hiccup nods and Jack looks around. Everything was wet. There wasn't much that wasn't sodden with water but... "Here, wear this. It's cold now but it'll warm up, trust me." the Agent manages to get Hiccup to sit up and the sodden suit jacket is pulled around the tanned male. Jack hisses as the cold material touches his skin as he lays Hiccup against him, Arms wrapping around the shorter to conserve heat.

Minutes slip by as the two sit in silence before Hiccup groans. Jack looks down at him and places a hand against the other's forehead, only to pull it back.

"Jesus Hic, when I said warm up I didn't mean that much!" a weak chuckle comes from below and Jack looks down, worried. "Hey, you feeling alright?" Hiccup shifts, a pained gasp making its way from his mouth before he smiles, his head falls into the nape of jack's neck and the Agent can feel the heat radiating off him.

"oh you know, been better." Jack grins at this and places his cold, pale hand against Hiccup's exposed neck. The auburn haired man's eyes slide shut and gently presses against the hand, seemingly trying to absorb the chill in jack's skin. The Agent smiles and looks up as the metal screech is heard again and a rope is thrown down. Hiccup's eyes open again and look wearily at the rope, as if it were to come alive and eat them at any given moment. Jack, however, looks at the rope with interest when a head pops over the edge of the light above.

"Frost. Come here, we've found 'im!" A male voice, gruff and clear with authority echos around them and Jack smiles, gently resting Hiccup against the wall before standing.

"I wont be long Hic. I promise. As soon as I find some decent wood and another rope, we'll have you out." he smiles at the green eyed man who feels uneasy about the head above. A tinge of familiarity sparks in his mind but he cant remember much after the gas in the room. He nods though and smiles back.

"Hurry." the Agent nods and grasps the rope, muscles flexing as he climbs, using the wall as leverage and as he climbs over the top, a loud thud echos around the room and Hiccup realizes where he'd heard the voice before.

Green eyes shift upwards as he sends a prayer to the gods that Jack gets no worse than he before they roll back and Hiccup slides into a fever induced unconsciousness, alone in the dark as the metal screech fills the room and boisterous laughing is left echoing like a bad omen, the sound of dragging and footsteps confirming that Someone wasn't conscious for the journey.