tracking-device

╰◈╮PROTECTIVE SENTENCE STARTERS.

“ Where do you think you’re going? “
” I really don’t want you hanging out with them. “
” Where have you been all night? “
” I think it would be a good idea to get tracking devices. “
” I’m putting cameras up all around the house for security. “
” Don’t leave the house with the pocket knife or mase. “
” I think we should get some better security. “
” I’m going to get us a dog for security purposes. “
” You really need to find better friends. “
” I don’t think your friends are really your friends. “
” Okay, call me as soon as you get there. “
” Don’t you dare text and drive! “
” Please don’t text while you’re driving. “
” Is that outfit really appropriate? “
” I think we should go shopping for your new clothes. “
” He careful when you go to walk down the steps. “
” Always knock before going inside. “
” You have the emergency contact list right? “
” Are you skipping school again? You know I’m going to give you a talk. “
” I don’t want you going anywhere with those people. “
” You aren’t aloud out past ten, you know that. “
” Hey, I don’t make the rules around here. “
” You should probably stay home with us tonight. “
” Why don’t you stay home and have some family time? “
” You missed family game night for that? “
” That’s the second time tonight you missed family game night? “
” I can’t believe you’re dissing us for your fake friends. “
” Hey, why don’t you come out and socialize with your family? “
” Look, I’m just worried about you is all. “
” You don’t want me to take you to school? “
” Where are you going? I can give you a ride. “
” You’re not allowed to go out without one of your brothers or sisters. “
” You can go as long as your brother/sister can go too. “
” I put double locks on all the windows in the house. “
” I think we should move to a nicer neighborhood. “
” I do not want you out driving at night. “
” I dont want anyone out while the storm is coming. “
” Remember to stay indoors when the storm comes. “
” We need to go over our fire escape route again. “
” You aren’t supposed to shower during storms, dear. “
” Are you feeling okay? Want me to draw you a bath? “
” You’re sick, just stay home today and rest. “
” I don’t want you to be home alone. “
” Would you like to come to work with me today? “
” Why haven’t you answered any of my calls or texts? “
” You do not ignore me like that again. “
” I can’t believe I’ve been up all night worried sick! “
” No, you could get alcohol poison. “
” I don’t want anyone drinking in this house. “
” What happened to all that money I gave you? “
I just had an idea

What if Lance is captured by the Lotor at one point and is held captive.

What if the team had previously fought Lotor and noticed that he wanted Lance to join him

What if when they rescued Lance they found him sitting in the ship able to leave whenever he wanted

What if he refuses to leave with his team

What if they decide to just leave him that’s because they thought he joined the Galra

What if he had refused to leave because Lotor had ordered Haggar to implant a tracking device in Lance’s arm

What if he couldn’t tell them because Lotor threatened to kill all of the empire’s slaves if he did

What if eventually Lance is able to remove the tracking device and escape because he found out Lotor was bluffing about killing the slaves (they need them)

What if when Lance finally makes it back to the castle of lions the team doesn’t let him in

What if they think it’s a trap

What if Lance goes to fight the empire on his own

What if he pretends to join the Galra and kills Lotor

What if he dies in the process

What if the team finds his body and watches the security footage of him killing Lotor

Viktor's conflicting feels about Beka headcanons

-He may or may not pretend he can’t pronounce “Otabek” correctly.

-Viktor once tried to get Beka drunk so he could prove he is irresponsible…Viktor got drunk instead, Beka was the designated driver.

-drunk!Viktor often cries about how beautiful Otayuri is and how happy he is for his son.

-Viktor has Beka’s contact saved as “Son In Law that Wants to Steal My Baby”

-He may or may not have secretly installed a tracking device on Yuri’s phone and that’s how Viktuuri always “conisidentially” runs into Otayuri on dates.

-He’s always “complaing” about Beka to Yuuri “Ugh look at the stupid loving way he’s gazing at our son! Flipping jerk always thinking about his safety…HE WOULDN’T NEED TO IF THEY RODE SOMETHING NORMAL INSTEAD OF THAT DEATH TRAP!!!” Yuuri rolls with it and tries not to laugh.

-Beka’s motercycle is nothing but an accident waiting to happen to Viktor and he sends Yuri a million messages whenever they ride it.

-Part of Viktor wants to marry Otayuri right where they stand the other part wants to take Yuri somewhere far away where no gangster will ever lay their filthy paws on him again! (his words)

-“Pffft at least he’s not JJ!!! But I still hate him!!! Change your hair or something Otabek it looks too much like JJ’s!!!”

-One day they have this nice father/future son in law day. Viktor bought Beka a suit and Beka paid for their eXpEnSivE mEaL.

-It was all going perfectly until they got home and Yuri glomped Beka and ignored Viktor.

-Viktor has to smile and deal with it when Yuri’s hair is in a nice braid because “WOW MY PRECIOUS SON YOU LOOK SO PRETTY” and “OTABEK BRAIDED YOUR HAIR?! PFFT I COULD MAKE IT LOOK BETTER!!!”

-Viktor may or may not have been the first one to use the ship name “Otayuri”.

-Of course when no one is around and someone talks bad about Otabek Viktor goes into full on rage mode “WTF DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY SON IN LAW?! HE IS A HERO AND WILL MAKE SURE MY SON IS HAPPY!!!!”

-Speaking of the “Hero” nickname Viktor may or may not have written a very fluffy fairytale AU about the Hero and Fairy.

-In which this Hero cowers before the Fairy’s very handsome father and does like a million trials to prove his love!!!

-Viktor really does care about Beka and trully thinks Otayuri is perfect he just takes the Overprotective Dad™ role waaaaaay tooooo faaaaar

The Thing about Mary

It’s been awhile since I made a post about Mary… it’s overdue. *crackles knuckles, limbers up fingers*

It made no sense. None of what they wrote made sense. What was the narrative point of Mary? To “create” Sherlock Holmes and John Watson? I call bullshit; they were already that without any external help. Moreover, if that was her purpose all along, she sure did a lot to destroy that very thing: the dynamic of arguably the most famous and celebrated male friendship in English literature. Just in case we’ve forgotten: 

Mary started undermining both John and Sherlock, individually and together, from the moment she appeared on the screen. She had already interrupted John’s attempted proposal once to excuse herself to the bathroom or wherever she went (”Now then, what did you want to ask me?”)*, then interrupted him and corrected him and laughed at him throughout. Her pattern of gaslighting, demeaning, and manipulating him continues through every moment of their shared time together on screen. Nowhere is it more evident than in the opening of His Last Vow, wherein she basically follows textbook procedure on gaslighting, from correcting his perceptions (”about a month, actually”, “see? That does happen!”) to doing it in front of a third party (humiliation) to questioning his motives and abilities (”why you?”) to outright forbidding him to do something (”you can’t go”) to inserting her presence where he clearly didn’t want it, then trying to sugarcoat it all by giving him a compliment - one which he reacted to not with pleasure or a softening of his obvious anger, but with a terse statement that he was already aware of what she was complimenting him on. It’s an abusive relationship, full stop. 

*Shout-out to @blogstandbygo​ for pointing this out in our recent hang-out with @addictedstilltheaddict​ and another friend in Toronto last week

She inserted herself between them from that very first scene and made it clear that any form of friendship they were going to have was to happen through the medium of herself, and only on those terms. This was so clear to John that he patently disguised his intention to see Sherlock to her as of their first conversation about it (during which she was openly mocking his blog posts about Sherlock, another form of demeaning and humiliation). This forced brokering of their relationship led to John eventually being ousted from his own friendship with Sherlock (who was too distracted by Moriarty to notice Mary’s machinations, alas). John was so unhappy with this dynamic that became the least like his canonical self that we had ever been shown before that point, going so far as to actively seek out an affair. This is decidedly not like John Watson, the man who got himself arrested because someone insulted his best friend. Loyalty is as much a part of John as his thirst for adventure. He was made to feel so superfluous by the wife who compared him to a dog and the friend who didn’t notice what was going on that he was looking desperately for escape. 

Mary, on the other hand, never gave John her loyalty. She never even gave him the truth. She died without him even knowing whether her name was really her name (doubtful, given the sort of work she was doing while using it). Mary gave John nothing but lie after lie after lie. He could never trust a word that she said, and he hated it. She was willing to do anything to him, as long as it kept him by her side. She was willing to shoot the man he was still grieving years after his (supposed) death and never tell him after, no matter how much it would have devastated him to lose Sherlock all over again. As for Sherlock, she shot him without a second thought, smirking and condescending. 

Mary never once showed a shred of remorse for any of it. Not for any of her past crimes, which included killing people for money - not for anger, not for principle, not for political manoeuvring - but something as tawdry and meaningless as money. Gross. And she never regretted it. Not that the creators of the canon decided to show us. She never expressed any regret for having lied to John, nor for the way she constantly treated him. She never expressed any gratitude to Sherlock for having rid her of the blackmailer that would have sent her to prison for a very long time. She accepted it as her due, without blinking. She never thanked Sherlock, John, or Mycroft for having become accomplices in her attempted murder on Sherlock’s life in not having reported it. She assumed that was her right, too. Mary was a psychopath and narcissist, not caring about right or wrong, just what benefited her. 

Mary never changed her ways. There was no development of character, no softening, no realisation that everything she had ever stood for was completely terrible. Right to the last she was calling a man she had tried to kill a “pig”, offensively mimicking accents, still owning and carrying around guns and enough drugs to knock out a seasoned user. If anything, what we were shown was someone who had not only not changed, but someone who kept repeating the same behaviour. When the .A.G.R.A. team got into trouble on its final mission, Mary cut and run, leaving the other 75% of her team to be tortured or killed. She never went back and checked to see if a rescue mission was possible, never followed up, never confirmed the deaths of her teammates, just blithely moved on with her life and got married without once looking back. Sherlock offered to help her, twice. With the weight and power of the British government directly related to him, this isn’t exactly an offer to be taken lightly, yet Mary attacked him on both occasions, first shooting him in the heart and running away, then drugging him and running away - just as she left her former colleagues behind. 

If you want to take the argument that motherhood somehow redeemed Mary, think twice on that, too. I’m not a parent, but just about every mother I know would never leave an infant behind. Obviously it happens; infants get abandoned all the time. Most mothers don’t, though. Was Rosie not nursing anymore? Was she ever? Did Mary think about that before she cut and run, or was she too busy with her offensive faux-Jewish accent and possible flight attendant murder there? My mother used to tell me that her own life took on so much greater weight once I had been born because she had something to live for, someone who needed her. She stopped taking any sort of risk that would endanger her, because she had a child to care for. Mary doesn’t seem to have been similarly affected by parenthood. Her inexplicable and unsupported decision to jump in front of a bullet says that perfectly, if her previous abandonment didn’t. 

Never forget that John had the measure of Mary. It was John who knew that Mary would turn on Sherlock, should Sherlock warn her about Ajay and offer to help her again. It was John who grimly suggested putting a tracking device in the USB, knowing that Mary would attack Sherlock and steal it from him. While she was living, John had no illusions about who Mary really was. 

Mary’s decision to defy physics and leap in front of that bullet was not the culmination of an arc of redemption. What it was is a completely out of character action that jars with everything that came before it. It’s wholly unsupported by any of her previous behaviour. This was, if anything, a “redemption split second”, not an arc. Followed by her DVD wherein she pointedly tells Sherlock to kill himself or get himself killed, it is to be understood that this behaviour was an aberration from the norm. Mary never changed. If she had, she would have gotten rid of her guns and ninja outfits and come properly clean with John without waiting until circumstances forced it out, and even then only giving him partial truths. It could almost be said that Mary was pathologically incapable of telling the truth, but that would be making excuses for her. She knew what she was about. She made all of these decisions by herself, to benefit herself and her own interests. 

The Mary in John’s head never existed. It can’t even be discussed in a conversation about Mary’s characterisation, because it wasn’t Mary. It was John. And what John said about Mary at the end of The Lying Detective is a displacement of his own thoughts about Sherlock. John has a lot of dissociation issues in this episode in particular, and what he says about Mary is a statement which actually applies directly to Sherlock, not to Mary. This is John simply unwilling to believe that his marriage was as abusive and terrible as it really was, and trying to make himself feel better about it. The one person who genuinely believes that John Watson is a far better human being than he actually is is Sherlock, who calls him the “bravest, kindest, and wisest human being (he has) ever had the good fortune of knowing”. Mary literally called John a dog. That’s decidedly not what he was aspiring to. The one time she says something genuine about John’s moral superiority over her, it’s worded as a complaint (”you don’t make it easy, do you… being so perfect”). It’s as close to a real compliment as Mary ever gets. Sherlock is the one who believes in John, who sees past the temper and the grumpiness to all of John’s sterling qualities of loyalty, kindness, courage, humour, and accepts him as he is in his everyday self, too. 

The post-mortem DVDs just don’t even make sense. How did Mary know she was going to die? Even if she suspected that one of the many enemies her life of professional criminality had made would come for her eventually, it seems impossible to avoid the conclusion that Mary was still, even beyond her death, doing everything in her power to drive a wedge between John and Sherlock, even to have Sherlock die. For her to finally assume credit for their friendship is an insult to the intelligence of the viewers. 

This is Una. She is currently staying at SeaWorld Orlando’s manatee rehabilitation center in one of our critical care pools. The white slatted floor is a hydraulic false bottom which can be raised in order to bring the animals up out of the water for medical treatment with minimal stress. Thanks to the tracking and observation efforts of the Manatee Rescue and Rehabilitation Partnership, we know quite a few details about her life. 

This isn’t her first time at SeaWorld. She was rescued as an orphaned calf in 2003, weighing in at 170lbs. At a weight of 980lbs, she was released at Blue Springs State Park with a few other manatees in 2006. She has been seen with a calf of her own, which is very exciting. However, she also suffered from at least one boat strike. She recovered and was left with five propeller scars on her back. Around 90% of manatees have wounds from boat strikes. The scars are used by scientists to identify individuals. Eventually, Una shed her tracking device but was still spotted regularly and easily recognized by the “A5” ID marking on her tail. In late November of 2016, she was discovered to be severely entangled. Both of her pectoral flippers were tightly wrapped in monofilament fishing line which had cut deeply into the tissue almost to the bone. This is what happens when people toss tangled up fishing line overboard or just let wads of it blow away. Please recycle monofilament fishing line properly.

 If you’d like to visit Una during her recovery, come see the Manatee Rehabilitation Area inside SeaWorld Orlando adjacent to the sea turtle habitat. The park is currently caring for 18 manatees. An adult manatee can eat around 200lbs of wet vegetation per day, and the little orphans are bottle fed specialized formula every two hours around the clock. Rescued patients need radiographs, ultrasounds, endoscopies, daily medications, tube feedings, wound care, and complicated surgical prodecures. SeaWorld of Orlando, Tampa’s Lowry Park Zoo, Miami Seaquarium, and the Jacksonville Zoo are the only facilites permited by the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service as designated manatee hospitals. Your visit funds the care of these sick and injured manatees and other rescued wildlife.

The Florida manatee was recently reclassified as “Threatened” (Previously “Endangered”), but the species is far from recovered. They still need all of the protection and support we can provide. “Not endangered” does not mean “not in danger”. If you are a Florida resident, please always vote for legislation that protects and benefits manatees. You can learn more about the Manatee Rescue and Rehabilitation Partnership here: public.wildtracks.org

alex danvers: badass DEO agent who knows navy seal survival techniques and six different ways to torture someone with her index finger. also once used a credit card to surgically remove a tracker from her shoulder so that she could transform a security camera into a tracking device. goes to knife practice on Thursdays.

also alex danvers: a soft gay who likes to cuddle with her girlfriend on the couch and play hooky from work to spend time with said girlfriend. also can’t cook and throws her smoke alarm in the trash because she can’t turn it off. goes to Barenaked Ladies concerts.

The Labyrinth Chapter 35

Originally posted by bts-we-are-bulletproof

Genre: Gang AU/ High School AU

Pairing: Reader/Jimin ft. all the members

Length: 4.6k

Summary: Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along. 

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After a new meta-human appeared in Central City the team where focused on catching him….. Let’s just say he caught you. He kidnapped you and locked you in a room in a building next to Central City Park.

“Where is she? She is always late!” Barry complained, jumping off the treadmill. Caitlin raised her eyebrow at the tall man in front of her.

“Seriously? You’re saying ‘shes’ always late? Who’s the one hats late every single day?” Barry just rolled his eyes and walked back into the cortex.

Dr Well turned around in his chair. “Why do you hate (Y/N) so much? She has done nothing. And if you do have a problem with her don’t let it interfere with your Flash work.”

Suddenly a buzzer went off.

“Guys! This is not good! You see, when (Y/N) first came here and found out about Barry… and the mets stuff, I gave her this… let’s say button, and I told her if she’s ever in danger she was to press it.” Cisco ran over to his tablet and picked it up.

“Thank god I put a tracking no device in this thing.” Cisco mumbled while finding the address.

“Okay! She’s in 32 West Avenue, its right next to CC Park!” As soon as those words fell from cuscus mouth the scarlet speedster was out the door.

—-

Barry arrived at the address and saw (Y/N) tied to a chair. He slowly walked over to her.

“Hey… erm… Could you maybe walk a bit faster and untie me?” You ask sounding annoyed.

“Calm down! At least I’m here!” He said as he bend down and untied you hands and ankles.

“Why did he kidnap you?” Barry helping you stand up.

“Oh, he wanted to have tea with me! What do you think! Seriously you’re lucky your good looking, because you-” As soon as those words spilled out of your mouth you blushed. You honestly didn’t mean to call Barry good looking.

“Oh, so you think I’m good looking?” Barry asked with a smirk.

“Yeah… so?” You say crossing your arms.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked moving closer to you.

“I’m surprised someone as smart as you would have to ask.” You say before reaching up and kissing him. He pulled away.

“Hey! I’m pretty slow!” He said before pulling you in for a hug.

“Pretty slow my ass!” You say nuzzling your head into Barry’s neck.

2

After a heated argument with your boyfriend, Klaus, you decided to get out of the mansion to clear your mind. When you drove off to go elsewhere, he assumed you went to sit outside to get fresh air or something. Then, after a few minutes when by, he went to check up on you, only to see you were gone. This caused your phone to blow up with texts and calls from Klaus, but you weren’t having it. He was the last person you wanted to talk to.

After the 16th call, you finally decided to pick up the phone. “What?!” You said with the biggest attitude while rolling your eyes.

“WHERE IN THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU?!” Klaus shouted. From hearing in his background, it was obvious Klaus was outside, possibly walking towards his car to drive to wherever you’re at. You wouldn’t be surprised, though, because he’s done it before. You were at Damon & Stefan’s home. Being their beloved human cousin, they always opened up their home to you.

“Don’t worry about it. I just needed some space from you. Okay?!” Sitting on the couch, whiskey drink in hand, you chugged whatever was left while Damon walked around to pour himself a drink. He was always there for you. Stefan on the other hand, was elsewhere with Elena.

“Oh don’t be such a child, love. I’m coming to get you!” Klaus said.

“Huh?” You let out a laugh. “You don’t even know where I am! So don’t even bother!”

“Do you not know, sweetheart? I put a tracking device on your phone. Considering the last fight we had, I spent hours driving around the entire town looking for you.” By the tone of his response, if you could see his face right now, he would be smirking.

“Then I’m turning off my phone, so fuck off.” You hung up before Klaus had the chance to get a word out, then you immediately turned off your phone. Of course this pissed him off. From his frustration with you, he was so close to throwing his phone, but instead, he resisted.

reasons why I love hunk garrett and not just b/c he’s “the food guy”
  • got over his fear of flying in order to take the responsibility of the yellow paladin 
    • a fear that physically crippled him by-the-by – chronic motion sickness isn’t fun y’all
  • he has a natural pacifist nature but that gets tossed aside if he sees anyone, especially if those he cares about, are in danger
  • the fact that he’s literally on the front line all the time b/c he’s the tank of the team and he’s willing to get the brunt of the hit to keep people safe
  • he’s friends with everyone and everyone is friends with him!!!
    • lance likes him b/c they’re both laid back
    • pidge likes him b/c they both connect over science
    • keith likes him b/c he honestly makes him laugh
  • he’s headstrong and stubborn when he needs to be and isn’t just a push over, he stands up for his ideals when they matter
    • fighting for the Balmerans and their freedom
    • insisting Rolo and Nyma were no good
  • he’s so humble, I feel like Hunk sees himself as a background character (which makes me cry in the middle of the night t b h) but he knows how much voltron means to people, that it’s a symbol of hope, that he’s a symbol of hope now and he uses his services only to help others
  • he is literally such the mom of the paladins?????
    • idk why y’all think allura is mom when she’s more like the ruthless middle school P.E. coach who throws dodgeballs at screaming children but okay
    • hunk literally cooks for everybody and fixes their stuff and sasses them when they mess up and gives them hugs and is the voice of reason/caution of the group
    • but oKAY I GUESS ALLURA’S MOM
  • his sense of humor is literally the best, he either points out the obvious and screams about how they’re in giant cat heads or goes on a tangent of how superior sporks are in the middle of a galra recon mission with the straightest goddamn poker face I have ever seen
  • HIS BAYARD IS A FUCKING CANON
    • AND BOI CAN HE AIM AND SHOOT
  • he’s just so???? smart?????
    • probably the top astromechanical engineer at garrison 
    • he took apart galra tech on his first day while navigating the mine shaft to find his lion and again while analyzing the galra foot soldier with pidge
    • just that whole Fraunhofer line scene
    • he apparently knows the atomic signature of all the atomics elements known to earth 
    • literally made a device??? to track??? the blue lion????
      • when could your fave ever
      • where would the paladins be if they didn’t have hunk honestly?????
      • still in keith’s crotchety ass shack that’s where
    • he probably has photographic memory
  • I mean he is literally almost equally as smart as he is strong check out this shit 
    • [Strength 19/ Intelligence 17]
  • and finally: hunk is literally the sweetest cutie in the whole universe Facts™
    • who else would voluntarily cook for their friends on top of being the team engineer and weapons specialist
    • literally said “what, no, we’re friends” to pidge when they wanted him to kick them across the room
    • constantly validates lance to make him feel better about himself
    • made keith laugh probably the hardest laugh he’s had in awhile
    • helps shiro reign in everyone
    • let the Arusians go on piggy back rides
    • literally liberated all the Balmerans through the power of friendship
  • please love my beautiful POC, canonly chubby son more thanks (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm not sure if this qualifies as a 'fight' question, but I've run out of places to go for help. So if you answer, I really appreciate it. Fantasy world. MC, trained military, is trying to plant a tracking device on a pirate airship. He originally hid the tracker in a lure of special cargo. Events happen last minute that force him to keep the tracker on his person and get it aboard the ship that way. My problem is, how he-or me as the writer-get him to be taken prisoner. Thank you so much.

Well, he’s on a pirate ship and he’s… not a pirate.

Here’s something to know about pirates or anyone who spends lots of time alone in a small enclosed space: they know each other. In particular, pirates are rather loose and democratic organizations. They’ll know if they’re taking on new crew, and they’ll know who that crew is. If he’s found aboard their ship (and he will be), he won’t be able to pass himself off as one of them.

Criminals who run successful raiding operations aren’t stupid, especially those who’ve managed to keep at it for any length of time and are difficult to track. They live outside the law, they are outside its protections, and they know what the punishment for their capture will be. (Usually, it’s death.) This goes for every single member of the crew, not just the captain or their leader. Pirates generally get treated as stupid in vast swaths of media. They’re not. They’re smart. Many of the pirates during the Golden Age of Piracy were ex-navy of one sort or another. Many of the pirates making up this crew will be former sailors trained by a branch of the same military your MC comes from. They know what a military man looks like. Their survival is dependent on avoiding authority, and tackling those isolated targets they can successfully take. A criminal needs to be able to spot a policeman, including one in plainclothes. Their ability to continue operating depends on it.

So, how does this guy get captured?

He’s not a pirate, and hasn’t convinced them that he’s their new recruit. (At this point, he can’t. Too short on time. Too late. They’ll know who their new crew are.) He’s trapped in an enclosed space, aboard a ship, that is probably in the air if he able to stay hidden after they took off (as they’d almost certainly slit his throat before leaving if they found him). He has nowhere to go, no way to get off that doesn’t involve encountering enemy pirates who will recognize him as a stranger and an enemy.

He’s going to be taken captive. There’s one of him, and many of them. The only question left is how to get him out of the situation, instead of falling to his death by many thousands of feet when they chuck him overboard.

The real question for you is not: how is he taken captive? It’s: what reason do they have to keep him alive?

If he’s really lucky, he ditches the tracker before they find it on him and can make up a believable story. If he’s sort of lucky, they chuck the tracker overboard and lock him in the brig. If he’s super unlucky, then he’s going over the side and it’s “goodbye, MC”.

Stowing away is not an act with a lot of great career options ahead.

If you’re really having trouble coming up with ideas, I’d take a step back and go research pirates. You’re shortcomings here are based a lack of understanding for your MCs opponents. If you have a character getting caught, then the actor is the enemy. Those are the characters you need to focus on. It’s easy to assume that one character (the main character) is the driving force of all action, and because you (the writer) are most closely associated with them you see most of the situations from their perspective. However, this will catch you when you’re trying to write fight scenes or any kind of story action that relies on other parties to drive your story forward.

Spend some time with your villains. Figure out how the pirates function, how they work, what their command structure is (if they have one, lots of pirate ships were democratic with their captains voted in), and how they’re functioning. If you’re basing these pirates on the Golden Age of piracy, it might behoove you to look at history. The behavior of the pirates was often a direct response to the military/naval organizations of the time. The British Navy, for example, was well-known for being tyrannical and naval captains were given carte blanche over their crew. The Chain of Command was god, and their word was the ultimate law. It didn’t matter how mad, nightmarish, or suicidal the choice may be. If you ended up with a sadist as an officer, there were few appeals and you were at their literal mercy. The rules were strict. Many pirates were sailors fleeing that abusive lifestyle.

Take some time to figure out how your pirates function, how they live, what their ship looks like, etc. If you’ve gotten stuck, it’s usually because you’re focusing on the wrong characters. Spend some time with the ones who discover your MC and take him captive. That should get you back on track.

-Michi

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Mafia!Jungkook Imagine

Summary:

Imagine your a police officer trying to arrest a mafia boss… A quite special one. In the end, nothing goes like planned…

 Genre:

Mafia!Au, and a little bit of everything?

Part 1//Part 2


Usually you weren’t charged with cases involving the mafia. Especially since you got this job only half a year ago. But today, you entered your working place and instantly noticed that something was off: Everyone was looking at you with a curious, sympathetic expression. You raised your eyebrows in confusion when your boss, a middle-aged, serious woman, left her office and came your way.

“Good morning, (Y/N). I’ve got bad news. Officer Miller didn’t return from his… mission yesterday. He probably got in contact with the mafia. We need someone to search for him. Your the only one who  might know where exactly he went.”

Your eyes went big in shock and you nodded. Yes, you knew where he went. And you’d told him at least 10 times to stay away from there. That idiot… Of course you were the one saving his ass now. You informed your boss that you were leaving immediatly, since every second might be his last. You also took one of your co-workers with you, since you didn’t want to make the same mistake as him. 10 minutes later, equipped with a gun and a tracking device, you and oneof your co-workers where rushing to the place where you assumed you’d find the Officer.

“I can’t believe Miller was naive enough to go there alone. Even I heard that this part of town is practically invested by the mafia! What was he hoping? That he could arrest them all alone?”, the young man accompanying you said angrily.

You just shrugged your shoulders. Actually, he was probably right. Some people just wanted to be a hero at all costs.

After looking for the officer for about 2 hours in a quite shabby neighbourhood, the two of you arrived at a shady looking bar. Just looking at it made you feel uncomfortable. The wall was painted all black but the colour was already falling off, making the whole building looking kind off run-down. There where no windows. The only hint of colour decorating the bar was a yellow neon sign. It said ‘Happy Oasis’, which made you roll your eyes. Whoever picked this name was probably blind. But you were pretty sure the Officer went to this part of town, so if they didn’t bring him to another place that fast, this bar was your last hope.

You told your co-worker to stay close to you as you entered the bar. Loud, harsh voices, the smell of alcohol and way to much perfume were making you want to puke or at least run away. But you forced yourself to stay and observe the bar. You pulled your collar up to your nose and made sure your gun was still there. It was an open secret that you weren’t welcome here and luckily you weren’t dumb enough to wear your police uniform. It only took you a few seconds to realize that you were being observed.  

In the darkest corner of the bar a few guys were sitting on a big, dark red sofa. They were drinking a strange clear liquid and some of them had amused smirks on their faces. You immediatly knew who they where. Not like they were trying to hide it.

“I think those guys might know where Officer Miller is…”, your co-worker whispered. You nodded slightly, not wanting to catch the attention of even more people. Well, there was only one way to find out. You exchanged a knowing glance with him, then you made your way over to the sofa. You didn’t even need to say anything, one of them immediatly started talking.

“Well well, what are the cops doing at a place like this? Is your job getting boring?”, he said as he raised one eyebrow. Some of the other guys started laughing.

You tried not to show them how confused you where. How did he know you where cops? Did you act that obvious? However, you still had to find out where Miller was.

“You know why whe’re here. You took something that’s not yours. And we’d like to have it back.”, you said with a stable voice. The last thing you wanted was to sound intimidated- even If you where.

Now all of them were laughing. The atmosphere was overbearing. You exchanged an alarmed look with your co-worker. Maybe they weren’t the one who took Miller and you where just getting yourselfs in danger, without a reason. Maybe you should just leave. At least your brain was telling you to do so. And your legs. And basically every cell of your body.

“We take something that’s not ours every day, sweetie.You'll have to get more precise, I don’t have time for you.”

Your nerves where already all on edge, so you decided to just confront him. Not like you had a choice, this wasn’t going well for you at all anyways.

“You abducted a Police Officer. Where is he? If I was you, I wouldn’t mess with the Police.”

You weren’t really thinking, you just tried to get some information without getting yourself into deeper trouble. On the risk that those guys didn’t even take the Officer. However, that didn’t work out well.

“Maybe we did. Maybe we didn’t. And I don’t think you should talk about messing with someone right know.” The guy eyed you with his dark brown eyes, eyebrows still raised. You could tell he was starting to get impatient. You need to get yourself out of here, but on the other hand you couldn’t just leave Miller with those mafia guys- If they actually took him. You took a deep breath. There was no right or wrong, just a solution that would save your ass- and your co-workers.

“How about we make a deal? You let our collegue go and we make sure there’s not going to be a police raid in this area.”

Your heart was pounding in your chest. They had to agree. This was your last chance. It was a fair deal, all you could do. You assumed the guy who talked to you was the leader so you studied his reaction. He actually seemed to be considering it. You had to admit that you couldn’t assure him that the police wasn’t doing a police raid anyways after Miller was free, but you still prayed for the best.

After some time, it felt like eternity, he lifted his head and smirked. The other guys where already minding their own business by now, leaving the brown eyed guy, you and your co-worker alone.

“Alright. That’s the deal. No police raids here. That cop is free. Follow me… I’ll show you where he is. And don’t even try to trick me, someone’s watching my back.”

He stood up from the sofa, now standing right in front of you. He was quite tall and you couldn’t stop yourself from realizing…- how handsome he actually was. Even when he had this strange smirk on his lips. It gave you chills. His dark brown hair looked so fluffy you had to hold yourself back from touching it. Before he could catch you staring at his face, he turned around and quickly walked to a little, black door which you hadn’t even seen until now. You had problems keeping up with him and making sure your gun was still at the right place, so you didn’t mind turning around to look for your co-worker. If he wasn’t crazy. he would be following anyways. When you arrived at the door, the mafia guy opened it and signaled for you to walk in. Once again you didn’t have a choice, so you quickly walked into the room, expecting Officer Miller to be there somewhere. However, you were greeted by nothing but darkness. It was so dark you couldn’t even see your own hand. You had a really bad feeling about this. If he was here, wouldn’t he try to make a sound? It was completely silent. Way to silent. Was it all… a trap? You could hear the door closing behind you with a loud bump and you jumped slightly. Right. You could slap yourself. Yes, you didn’t have a choice, but you shouldn’t have trusted him.

“The deal was that your collegue is free. Well, he is now. He’s on his way home with the other cop. Make yourself comfortable, sweetie, because your not leaving soon.”

Originally posted by nnochu


So this was part one of my very first Imagine- I don’t like it to be honest haha ^^

If you guys like it, I’ll make a part two, If not… This Imagine is just chilling on my blog, don’t mind it xD

Please let me know in case you actually like it.~~

Remember that time when Sherlock discovered that the teammate Mary abandoned without so much as a backward glance, who endured six years of torture because of it, had some hard feelings and was trying to kill her, so Sherlock went to John with the information and the thumb drive to ask him what to do, and John said something along the lines of, “Yeah, if you offer to help her, she’ll definitely attack you like she did the last time you tried to help her, so we’d better just put a tracking device in the thumb drive now so that she doesn’t get too far when she runs after, because you know she will, Sherlock, that’s her pattern, and also maybe wear a bullet vest when you go meet her, yeah?” and Sherlock agreed to it and everything happened exactly the way they thought it would? Remember that? Just checking. 

Some Thoughts: Navy, the Ruby Squad, and what it holds for the Crystal Gems

Anonymous said:
If you’ve seem “Room For Ruby”, what are your your thoughts on Navy now?

Now that we know the whole truth, it’s debatable whether Steven was copying Navy’s mannerisms– 

or Navy was copying Steven’s.

In fact, now that we know the whole truth, it’s a little difficult not to put context into the things Navy was saying.

“All the other Rubies are mean to me. I just want to be somewhere where I can be myself.”

“It’s almost like, it’s always changing!”

In hindsight, it’s worth noting that these words are exactly what the Crystal Gems would have wanted to hear from her: Earth as a place where things can change, where gems can grow and be who they want to be. I raised an eyebrow when she talked about the other Rubies’ being mean to her because when we analyse their dynamics it seems rather farfetched that Navy would declare she felt this way. 

To me, this indicates there’s more than meets the eye in this episode. A lot of moments felt very discordant with how we expected things to play out, not only with Navy, but also with the Crystal Gems and how they were acting. 

I think this episode holds some implications for how the Ruby Squad operates as well as what it’ll be like when we see the Rubies next time. Given that, let’s get to it.

1. We don’t give the Rubies enough credit

When last we saw them, the Ruby Squad, they were almost successfully ambling towards each other in Adventures in Light Distortion. That means upon getting tossed into outer space, they individually decided that they had to get back to one another. 

In Room for Ruby, we find out that all along, Navy’s goal was to get back the Ruby Ship. Somewhere up in space, either she or the Squad put together a plan with several contingencies. And getting their ship back is a smart move for the Rubies because they’re currently adrift in space with no means of propulsion. Getting the ship back would be the fastest way to reconvene and regroup. 

At the heart of it, we can’t forget that Rubies are soldiers. That means they’re trained to survive in the most chaotic circumstances. In those moments, it’s doubtful that another gem will be present and serving as commander, which is why it’s significant that Doc is the clear-cut leader. 

Meanwhile, it’s become a bit of an inside joke that nobody trusts Rubies to do anything right in the show, everyone says as much, “Man, Rubies are dumb.”  It’s odd then that the exact opposite is being done. Rubies are trusted with their own missions. If they weren’t to be trusted at all, then another gem would be coming along to supervise.

It’s believable that a single Ruby could serve as guard to a gem as rare and important as Sapphire, both in The Answer, and even in the modern Gem Heist. In both cases, there is no other gem making sure the Rubies get the job done. 

These instances stand in sharp contrast to Holly Blue’s role in the lives of the Famethyst, gems perceived to be of much higher standing than Rubies. Their being Earth gems plays a factor in this infantilisation, but the Rubies aren’t just innocuous foot soldiers either.

As mentioned, they’re trained to survive, and that requires a certain degree of autonomy and resourcefulness, training and preparing. Homeworld trusts them to go on missions successfully, and it’s no surprise that the Rubies expected to successfully complete their Earth mission. 

Rubies aren’t innocuous. Eyeball knew exactly how to approach meeting Rose Quartz; she went for the kill the moment it was confirmed. Navy planned exactly how to deceive the Crystal Gems. 

That Garnet saw it as a possibility prior to the end of the episode means hearkens back to how her future vision works. Garnet explores paths that she feels are within the realm of plausibility. That’s why she didn’t see Pearl’s deception in Cry for Help, because she found the idea too implausible to entertain and explore. But Garnet herself said “Not all of them” in response to the idea that “Rubies are dumb.” She would know firsthand that there’s more to a Ruby than the bumbling outer appearance.

@thelightwithinthedark said:
What can you say about Garnets monotone reaction when Navy stole the Ruby ship?

While I don’t think “monotone” was the most accurate way to describe Garnet’s reaction when she realised Navy deceived all of them, I do agree that there seemed to be a lack of concern now that a potentially dangerous group of gems now has access to a reality-bending ship. 

It appears she is either running through some possibilities or she doesn’t see this as a huge setback or threat for the CGs. These aren’t mutually exclusive, but that they aren’t jumping to action could also be indicative of their knowing that they don’t have the resources to go after said reality-bending ship. Garnet isn’t the type to openly worry, and from her standpoint, there is nothing they can do, unless at one point someone placed a tracking device on the ship. So worrying wouldn’t have done anything and preparations for the future don’t have to be done immediately.

And I feel that fits in perfectly with the theme of the show, which always says not to judge or presume things about other individuals. It was easy to label the Rubies as adorable and ‘smol’ and therefore harmless; just as it was initially easy for many to paint Jasper as filled with bloodlust. It’s consistent that the Rubies, initially portrayed as comic relief in Hit the Diamond, would have a lot more going underneath.

They are a cohesive unit that trusts one another and trains future Rubies. Earth wasn’t their first mission and they’re determined not to make it their last. They have all the skills a resource-deprived civilisation can equip them with so that more resources aren’t wasted. And I’ll be talking about those special set of skills next.

2. Room for Ruby emphasises differentiation among the members of the Ruby Squad

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Like is it possible that we as a fandom can chill and find some kind of middle ground between “this character is the only essential component of Voltron, responsible for every good thing that has happened in the series, and frankly why do we even need the rest of the team we should just make this show about them” and “that character is the scum of the universe why do we even keep them around they are useless and dragging everyone down”

can we just… everyone on Team Voltron is essential and valuable and important. There is a literal obvious metaphor that removing any of them from the equation is tantamount to hacking a body part off of Voltron itself and with Allura and Coran who are not represented in that manner, they are still abundantly framed as essential.

The first part of the show with the gang on Earth literally went through and specifically showcased each of the characters as essential to proceed.

Shiro knew the empire was coming and brought a warning- he was also the motivating force bringing Keith in towards the rest of the group.

Pidge intercepted the radio transmissions and snuck out first, luring Lance and Hunk to where they need to be. (And hacked the cameras so they knew what was in the containment unit was Shiro)

Lance more or less pulled the entire team together and Hunk in particular would not have been out there without him- also Lance bonds with his Lion first, and was the whole reason they were able to leave Earth.

Keith created the diversion, took out the Garrison techs, and had the getaway vehicle- he was also the one who had been sensing the Blue Lion and knew the area.

Hunk came up with, explained, built, and implemented a device to track Voltron and was also instrumental to the team’s escape earlier, with him and Keith teaming up to make hairpin turns.

And then without Allura and Coran, they wouldn’t have a base of operations, wouldn’t know what was going on outside of what the Lions told them, nor would they be able to evade Zarkon because they wouldn’t have the wormholes. 

That’s the short list.

Okay? Okay? Everybody’s essential. everybody

Tracking Devices

Request: Can I request one where the reader is peter Parker’s younger sister? She gets kidnapped on her way home from school and peter freaks when he gets the call. Tony calms him and he’s able to track her cause he has a chip in both their phones. 

Warnings: Reader gets kidnapped.

Originally posted by philipshea

“Peter. I can walk home by myself.” You argued to Peter after school was out.
Peter often would go to your school, and walk you home. But, you had recently joined a club, so school didn’t get out for another hour.

“A-Are you sure Y/N? Maybe you could-”

“Peter!”

“Right.” Peter looked down for a second before looking back up, “Just, be careful okay?”

You smiled and nodded at your overprotective brother.
.

School was over and you were on your way home, when you noticed a tall figure in your shadow.
You tried to ignore it and continue your walk back home, but the figure picked up pace.

‘Don’t turn around. Don’t turn around.’ You told yourself as you picked up speed as well.

You were about to turn the corner to your apartment when you felt a pair of hands around your waist.
You let out a scream, and began trying to kick the person. But they were behind you. So it wasn’t easy.

“Let me go!!!!!” You shouted on the top of your lungs. But there was nobody around to hear you.

You gasped when you felt a giant hand go over your lips. Then the person dragged you away to your doom.

Peter sat on the couch twiddling his thumbs nervously as he waited for your return.

When you didn’t show up for ten minutes after you were supposed to, he decided to go and see if you were in the halls.

He didn’t see you in the hallway, so he went outside.

When you were nowhere to be found outside either, he was beginning to panic.
He ran all the way back to your school looking for you, and there was no trace of you.

Then he remembered that you have a cell phone, and he could just call you. He let out a sigh of relief, but he couldn’t be completely satisfied until you were back home with him.
He picked up his phone and began to dial your number, when his own phone started ringing.

“If you want your sister back. You better hurry!” A sing-songy voice spoke into the phone. Peter gasped and dropped his phone. He didn’t know what to do, or even where you were.

And who better to call in this sort of situation than the one and only; Tony Stark.
He picked up his phone from the ground and dialed Tony’s number faster then he ever had before.

“This better be important Spider-Boy. I’m busy,”

“M-Mr Stark! They-They took Y/N!”

Tony stood up from his place on the couch, and Peter could hear it through the phone.

“Who? Who took her?” He asked, he was trying to stay calm. But he could sense the nervousness in Peter’s voice.

“I-I don’t know! Someone called me and said they took her…”

“Okay, Hang on. I’ll be right there.”

.

Tony pulled up in his fancy blue sports car.
He opened the door and rushed out of it.

“Here, look,” Tony pulled out his phone and showed Peter. You number was on the top of the screen, and there was a blinking red dot in the middle.

Peter squinted his eyes and looked closer, “Is that?..”

“Yes. It is,”

It was a tracking device, and it showed exactly where you were.

“Why are you- Spying, on my sister?”

“Not just her,” Tony pointed to a smaller blinking red dot, in the corner of the screen. And Peter realized that it was the location of his own phone. He furrowed his eyebrows, but he didn’t really have time to be questioning a superhero right then.

.

“Y/N!” Peter called as he ran up to you.
You were in the back of an abandoned apartment building, tied to a chair.

“I don’t know where he went,” You stated with wide eyes and Peter began to untie you from the chair.

“It’s okay, we just need to get out of here.”

You nodded quickly and stood up. He hugged you tightly before practically pushing you out of the room.

.

“How did you find me?” You asked him as you opened the door to your own apartment.

“Oh, you know..”


May/14/2017

Imagine seeing Bucky pull Steve from the water

Part 1- Imagine seeing Bucky pull Steve from the water  

Part 2 - Imagine waiting for Steve to wake up

Part 3- Imagine being there when Steve finally talks to Bucky

Part 4- Imagine being in the car with Bucky and Sam

Part 5 - Imagine helping Steve & Bucky escape the airport

Part 6 - Imagine telling Tony where Steve was

Part 7 - Imagine Steve busting you out

Part 8 - Imagine finding out about Tony’s parents

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Who Am I? Part (1/?)

@illusionassasin requested: could I get a drabble with Bucky for 3, 11, 33, and 59 where they hate each other but the reader gets kidnapped or something with a happy ending???3.    “Hey now! Hey, hey calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore”11.    “She’s hiding behind the sofa”
33. “I feel like I can’t breathe when I look at you, you make me want to vomit.
59.    “Why don’t you go cry me a river and see if I care?!”
Pairings: Bucky x Reader, past!Natasha x past!Reader
Warnings: Torture, Angst
Author: Alice

“Miss, Captain Rogers is requesting your presence in the debriefing room.”
I groaned as I got up, pushing the covers off and requesting the lights to be turned on.
“Thank you Friday, please tell Rogers I’ll be down in ten.”
“Of course Miss.”

I sighed, moving over to my closet and grabbing my classic attire, a black crop top, black leather jeans, black combat boots, and spiked fingerless gloves. On my way out I grabbed my black leather jacket and threw it on, tossing my ombre blue hair up into a messy bun.
“Miss, Captain Rogers is requesting your presence. He says it’s urgent.”
I rolled my eyes as I entered the elevator,
“Friday, how many minutes has it been since Rogers first requested my presence?”
“Six minutes Miss.”

“Then tell Rogers that I still have four minutes left and to calm the hell down. I’ll get there when I get there.”
“Of course Miss.”

It didn’t take long for the doors to open and when they did, I heard the cocking of guns. I looked up and saw men in tactical gear pointing their guns at me but the team was nowhere to be found. I scanned over everyone and noticed that one of them was wearing the Hydra emblem. I quickly moved to the corner and started to press the “close door” button but it would never close. They started to shoot and I took cover behind the control panel seeing as how they couldn’t shoot through that.
“Friday I need assasitance! There are intruders in the tower!”
There was no answer and the shooting came to a stop.
“Bring her to me!”
I peered over the side of the elevator doors and saw they were starting to come towards me. I got ready for a fight when they threw a grenade into the elevator. I made quick work to throw it back towards them and once it went off, I left the confines of the elevator and made my attack on the first guy who was near me. I jumped up performing Nat’s signature thigh grip move. I reached down into his utility belt, grabbing his extra gun and shooting the men who were coming at me. The agent finally dropped to the ground and I backflipped off him and threw the gun to the ground, grabbing one of the bigger guns and running for cover. Once I was safe, well as safe as I could be and I started firing. I could hear the thuds of the people I had managed to hit fall to the ground before I felt a searing pain in my back. I turned to late to see one of the men grinning at me. I fell to the ground with a thud and then I felt hands grabbing me and carrying me out from behind the sofa. They dropped me to the ground and the big man who I assume was the leader had them put me on my knees and started to punch me. I tried to put up a fight but whatever they had attacked me with was messing me up. They threw one good punch to my head and knocked me out. *General View*
“Friday where is Y/N?”
“Miss Y/L/N arrived at the debriefing level twenty minutes ago.”
“Friday track Y/N’s whereabouts.”
“Miss Y/L/N is not in the tower.”
“Then where is she?”

“Miss Y/L/N was removed from the tower against her will.”
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Steve and then looked at Tony.
“Friday what the hell do you mean Y/N was taken against her will?”
“Security camera’s on level ten were disabled for thirty minutes.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me?”
“My programing wouldn’t let me Mr. Stark.”

Tony pulled out his tablet, messing with Friday.
“Son of a bitch!”
“What?”
“Hydra was here and they took Y/N.”

Bucky chose the time to enter then and looked over everyone before he sat down.
“What’d I miss?”
“Hydra was here and they took Y/N.”
“They took that annoying thing? Well good reidenance then.”
“Bucky!”
“What?! She has never brought anything to this team and she let herself get taken? It’s a good thing she’s gone!”
Natasha jumped up and pointed her gun at Bucky
, making everyone jump up but no one made a move to stop her. Her voice was ice cold, and if it was anyone else they would probably be dead.
“Listen here James and you better listen carefully. Y/N was more apart of this team than you ever will be. She was and always will be family to all of us. Ever since you came here you’ve been treating Y/N like shit. She has done nothing but stand up for you and help you even when you don’t realize it. And I can tell you this, I don’t care if you had nothing to do with her being taken, but if anything happens to her, I will kill you myself. And while you’re here, you will not talk shit about her. Do you understand?”
“Yea.”
“Talk shit about her one more time and you won’t be able to stop me.”

Natasha sat down but kept her gun in front of her, the barrel still pointed at Barnes.
“Friday was Y/N wearing her purple ameythst ring when she was taken?”
“She was.”
“Track it.”
“I don’t get it. How does a ring have anything to with it?”
“When Y/N first joined SHIELD, she came to us with the ring. The ring has special properties and her handlers used it to track her every movements. She asked us to change the properties and whenever the time came for us to use it, we would. The only exception is that the ring only works for Y/N.”
“Sir the ring’s tracking device is disabled.”
“Disabled?! How?!”
“I’m not sure sir but nothing is popping up.”
“What’s the big deal? Tracking devices can be disabled.”
“I know that Barnes, I’m not an idiot but what I’m saying is that you can’t disable the rings tracking device because it’s the ring itself. The only way you can cut it off is if the ring is destroyed and the ring is attached to Y/N’ finger and she’s the only one who can physically take it off her finger. The only other way to get it off her finger is to well, cut it off.”
“So you’re saying that Y/N took it off or she lost one of her fingers?”
“Exactly what I’m saying.”

Everyone looked down around at each other before they looked up at the big screen when Fury came on.
“I don’t know how you did it and I honestly don’t want to know. We found her. She’s being held at a Hydra fecility outside of the city limits. I want you all to promise me that you’ll bring her back, and you’ll bring her back alive.”
“We will. If we don’t then we’ll make the sons of bitches pay for what they did.”

Everyone looked over at Bucky, surprised he had even said something, let alone something like that.
“Then suit up and bring our girl back home.”
“Yes sir. You heard the man, suit up and meat at the hangar in five minutes.”

Everyone nodded their heads and got up leaving the room when Steve called for Bucky to stay. Bucky nodded and sat down and waited for everyone to leave. Once they were all gone, Bucky turned to face Steve,
“Yeah?”
“I want to make this clear, you may be my friend but Y/N has been with us since the beginning and since you’ve been here, all you’ve ever done is treat Y/N like complete shit so I need to know right now if this is how you’re going to be I will bench you.”

Bucky nodded, wordlessly getting up and walking towards the door. He grabbed the door, only turning a little bit to speak to Steve,
“Don’t worry about having to bench me Steven, I’m benching myself. If worst comes to worst and I get in a compromising position no one on this team will come to help me because they will all be up in Y/N’s business.”
And with that Bucky left, the door slamming shut behind him. Steve rubbed his hands down his face, collecting himself before he grabbed his shield and going to get ready. Once he was ready he met up with the others at the hangar, they all boarded and left, hoping to save their long time friend.*Y/N’s View*
Slowly I opened my eyes, my eyes needing some time to adjust to the brightness. Once I fully came to, I looked around and noticed I was in a cell and strapped down to a chair. The lights were so bright, I couldn’t see what was outside the cell.
~~~Outside One-Way Wall~~~
“Is she awake?”
“Yes doctor.”
“Excellent, prep her for transport and then take her to the lab.”
“Of course doctor.”
“Oh and agent, have ten guards with transport. This one will fight back.”
“Yes doctor.”

~~~Normal View~~~
I heard the cell door creaking open and I snapped my head over to it, seeing a scrawny man enter.
“Is this what they send to break me? I believe I’ll be the one doing the breaking here sweetheart, not you.”
The man started to laugh and I gave him a funny look, eyeing him as he walked closer and the door opened again with five bigger men than Steve entering.
“I believe I will actually break you, sweetheart. You can do nothing but bend at our will, and you will. They all do.”
“I will never break.”
“They all say that to sweetheart. Bring her. The doctor is ready for her now.”

The agents circled me, moving closer as though I were their prey. I didn’t move, letting them think I was going to be cooperative. They released the shackles holding my legs down to the chair, only to replace them with something stronger. They did the same thing to my wrists and then they attached the two, pushing me forward with a hard shove telling me to walk or die.
“Well you kinda can’t.”
“Oh yeah? And why is that?”
“Because it’s like short stack said, the doctor wants me, and he wants me alive. So you kinda can’t kill me or you’ll die. I mean either way I don’t care but you would loose your life, and the only thing Hydra teaches is die for your mission. I am not your mission. You would be the laughing stock for years to come. Everyone will know who you are, even if you are dead. You’ll be used as a marytr so I wouldn’t do anything stupid if I were you.”
“Walk.”

He pushed me forward and I stumbled a bit before I caught my footing, holding my head high and walking with confidence. I cut my eyes over, watching everyone and paying close attention to my surroundings. Five more guards joined us, their guns trained on me. I scoffed but kept my snide comments to myself, following the little nobody to where the doctor was. We entered another building, it was much cleaner than the one I had just came from and went below it, going to the lab. I was forced into a chamber, one that reminded me much like the cryro-chambers. They removed my chains, locking me in place with the glass chamber. The guards moved around the room, the scrawny agent staying near me. When the door opened everyone snapped to attention and I cut my eyes over in his direction, freezing up when the chamber started to move into an upright position.
“Is my little Amethyst ready?”
“Yes sir. She’s been prepped and we’re waiting on your orders.”
“Excellent.”

The doctor moved closer to me and touched the side of the chamber like he was touching my face.
“You will truly be beautiful Amethyst.”
“I’m sorry I believe there has been some sort of misunderstanding, you see, I already am beautiful.”
“Yes you are, but I will make you better.”

He looked over at the scrawny agent and nodded, and moved back going to a console. The chamber started to fill with purple smoke before I felt something poking at me. I could feel the burning and cooling of a liquid coursing through my veins. I screamed out, the pain becoming too much. As quick as it came, it left. The chamber opened, purple smoke filling out. The doctor walked towards me smirking, causing a shiver to run through me.
“Let me see you my little Amethyst. Open those pretty little eyes for me.”
I opened my eyes, and the doctor’s evil grin was the first thing I saw.
“It worked! Put it down, we must send this to Madame Hydra. This is excellent, excellent indeed. The serum from the ring worked, the only known physical change is her eyes are no longer Y/E/C, but they are now purple. Take her to the training room. We must know what she can do! But leave her in  the chamber, we shall see if we can make her even better.”
“But sir, that may kill her.”
“The Amethyst can not be killed. Now do it!”
“Yes sir.”
I felt a searing pain coursing through me, everywhere it was just, there. I couldn’t hold my screams in, making the doctor laugh. I felt myself slipping and the last thing I heard was it was done.     
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