Nectar of the Gods (Anna)

[Andi Markov]

I'll Stop Pretending

Maybe I'll just be me

------- EARLIER -------

"Hello?" Carver felt uneasy, but this was his regular contact. Then he saw a silhouette in the shadows and took a breath of relief.



"You got the stuff?" A nod. The woman handed Carver a case with vials in it. In them, a golden liquid swirled.



"Ambrosia." Another nod. Carver grinned, handing over a stack of bills he had stolen from a stash his twin brother had in the back of the shop. Farley would get in trouble, but Carver didn't care. Farley would handle it. Everyone would know it wasn't Farley. He wasn't smart enough to pull off a theft. But nobody would guess his brother would have done it. It was perfect for Carver. The woman in the shadows backed up, a smile on her face as she retreated and disappeared. And Carver continued on his path.



------- NOW --------

Andi's brother Carver had told her he meant to get clean of the drugs he'd been using. But he needed her help. And so Andi found herself in Uniontown meeting in an apartment building that he lived in. She knocked on the door of his apartment and heard a voice.



"Come in it's unlocked!" She walked in and that's when she felt something heavy hit the back of her head.



Next thing she knew, Andi was waking up tied to a chair in a...warehouse? Oh the apartment was a lure. She realized it was a lure the moment she saw the smile on Carver's face as he walked towards her.



"Fuck. Carver what have you done?"



"Whaaat can't I get a present for my dear little sister?" Well fuck. Andi had no idea what he had in his hands, but it probably wasn't going to be good. The blonde walked over to a nearby metal table and picked up a syringe. It was filled with a golden sort of liquid and Andi's eyes widened. She tried to fight against the straps but they were leather with metal buckles. Very strong. And she was only human. Fuck, everything Alice had told her was catching up to her. Quick. Carver smiled.



"This is practically your idea. You see, remember when you said I couldn't be the heir to Markov Industries because I was a drug user? Well...if you use drugs too, there won't be a problem. Right, sis?" Oh fuck what even was that. Andi struggled more, but he just drew closer and stuck the giant syringe into her arm. Then she heard him gasp.



"Shit I wasn't supposed to put the entire syringe in. That's...fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Andi watched Carver as he ran. She managed to see him exit the warehouse before whatever he'd injected started its way through her veins. It was a huge amount of pain. Andi could understand why Carver had run. She endured it for a minute or so, but the burning pain grew and grew until she couldn't stand it. Andi screamed, and it rung out in the warehouse.

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i may only

have one match

but i can make an explosion

❧

It was kind of an unspoken thing that each Stane sibling knew that their siblings were vigilantes. Each had gone through their denial phase, believing they were stealthy and sneaky enough to keep their identities hidden from those that knew them best. Despite this unspoken thing, they didn't team up that often.

Splitting up seemed to keep Aegis off their tails - or perhaps that was just Tim. The more they stuck together, as vigilantes, the easier it seemed that they would be caught. And none of them wanted to join Aegis just to try to be heroes. No, they were all far too independent for that.

It felt odd to be working with Ivan as Chameleon and Sparrow. She was starting to think they should've trained together. They may have been close but they had their own different fighting styles, their own ways of doing patrol. She wasn't sure how good they'd be in a fight together or if they'd get in each other's way.

They were both on the roof of a warehouse. Ivan was standing far too close to the edge for her comfort but then again if he fell, he could turn into wind. If she fell, she'd turn into... She didn't want to think about it.

Lisa opened her mouth to say something, ask him if he had a plan when suddenly a scream, muffled by walls but still audible enough to them - and thus close enough to them - to be heard rang out. Though they wore masks that hid their eyes, both brother and sister sought out each other's gaze to make sure they'd heard the same thing.

A nod was exchanged and she had her arms around her brother's neck. She knew - more like hoped - they would be fine but still closed her eyes tight as they leapt off the roof. She couldn't see it because her eyes were closed but she knew Ivan's hands glowed white as he summoned wind to provide a soft cushion, allowing them to land on their feet.

She cursed under her breath and untangled her arms from his neck, hearing him mumble something about her clawing his neck. She rolled her eyes before they were off.

It didn't take them too long to find the warehouse they were certain the scream had come from. With a large gust of wind, Ivan had the doors knocked open and they rushed in.

407 ● Andi Markov ● Hope this works. I'll just be replying with Lisa's account. :3

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[attr=class,punkisaintscontent] Andi was still screaming as she heard the door of the warehouse get beaten in.  She was at her most vulnerable right now.  With the mental capacity she could gather over the pain she prayed to whoever was listening that the people who had found her had good intentions instead of bad.  She had taken down a few people other than her brother in her time as Spartan.  She really hoped they hadn't found her.  She was still screaming, but her voice was growing rough.  She stopped screaming, tears streaming down her face with the pain she was holding in.  She had her back to the door so she didn't know who had come in.  She just had to hope. [break][break] "Please...help...me.  Injection."  She was breathless as she tried to get the idea across.  What had happened to her. [break][break] "My veins...burning inside.  My brother..."  She closed her eyes for a moment against the pain. [break][break] "God, I'm...going...to kill...him."  A sob escaped from her mouth and she cursed herself for it expressing how weak and vulnerable she was right now.  What the hell had Carver injected her with? Andi was putting all her hope in strangers who may or may not help her, and it killed her to have to rely on someone she didn't know. Rely on a complete stranger to get her out of this. But she was buckled to the chair with leather belts. There was nothing she could do by herself. From the amount of pain she was going through, she somehow knew without a doubt that Carver had left her to die. [attr=class,punkisaintstags] Lisa Stane [attr=class,punkisaintscredit] template by punki

[Lisa Stane]

i may only

have one match

but i can make an explosion

❧

As soon as they were in the building, their phones each pinged with texts from Alice but neither of them checked, too concerned with the figure left in the warehouse, clearly in distress. They rushed to her side, both working on one side of ropes.

Lisa exchanged a look with her brother at the mention of an injection. Was this some kind of drug overdose? Clearly she hadn't taken the drug willingly. They needed to get her to a hospital and fast. Neither of them were equipped to stop an overdose.

"It's okay, we're here," Lisa said, putting on the most soothing tone she could muster while Ivan, growing impatient, sliced at the rope with precise wind to cut it."We're going to get you out of here, take you somewhere safe."

At the mention of a brother, both siblings looked around. There was no one else in the warehouse. There was no one else here. They exchanged another look, silently deciding not to tell her that right now. If she was worried about a brother, it was best not to add to that worry.

But then she sobbed and said something about killing who they assumed was her brother. Oh. Oh. Another exchanged look, this one more concerned. Had her own brother done this to her?

With the ropes off and now dropped to the floor, Lisa knelt down in front of her, gesturing to Ivan.

"This is Sparrow," she explained, "You can call me Chameleon. Sparrow's going to grab you and fly you to a hospital. You're going to be okay, I promise."

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[attr=class,punkisaintscontent] Andi could hear the vigilantes and the soothing tone one of them took.  They were very obviously trying to help and if Andi wasn't in such pain that would bring her calm and warmth experiencing kindness like that.  She heard them introduce themselves by their alias and then mention going to the hospital.  Flying her to a hospital.  Despite the fact she felt like there was literal fire inside her veins, she struggled, shaking her head as vigorously as she could manage.  Tears stained her cheeks in streaks from what she was experiencing but she knew going to a hospital was a bad idea.  For a number of reasons.  One of them being that she would never have freedom again if her mother knew she was in the hospital.  Another was having her blood on record.  But they were vigilantes...they would understand wouldn't they?  Andi tried to catch her breath for a moment.  Her eyes glowed a bright emerald green for a moment and her brain overloaded with information about how to use the chair she was sitting in as a weapon.  Why?  Why was she?  Fuuuuuckkk too much information.  Her eyes stopped glowing and she panted before locking eyes with the woman vigilante. [break][break] "No hospital.  I am a vigilante.  Spartan...please...I can pay after just...please don't put me in the hospital."  There had to be someone who patched up vigilantes right?  Even if they had superpowers they weren't invincible right? [break][break] "It's...a drug.  I don't...know what kind.  My brother...overdosed me."  And with that, her head flew up, looking at the ceiling as her eyes glowed green once again. [attr=class,punkisaintstags] Lisa Stane [attr=class,punkisaintscredit] template by punki

[Lisa Stane]

i may only

have one match

but i can make an explosion

❧

Shit. She was overdosing.

Lisa admittedly hadn't heard of Spartan before but she also found it incredibly hard to keep up with who was who in this city. She saw what she thought was recognition on Ivan's face, but she knew for a fact he tried harder to keep tabs on people, especially new vigilantes popping up. Information was sort of his thing, she thought.

Which was why she turned to him.

"Where can we take her?"

He paused, briefly, barely a second. Time was valuable, precious. Time was urgent.

"There's rumors of an underground doctor," he explained, "A healer."

"We don't have time to verify."

"I know."

[With that he moved to Spartan and, with Lisa's help, got her secured on his back. If it wasn't for the urgency, Lisa would've made a piggy back joke. Unfortunately now wasn't the time for joking.

"Go," she urged him, "I'll document any evidence here."

He nodded and pushed off into the air once he was out of the building, keeping a firm grip on Spartan as best he could. Rather than flying, he used his powers to hop from rooftop to rooftop, knowing it would take less of his energy than flying would.

He landed in front of a old, rusted door and banged on it with his foot. This had to be the right address. God, he hoped it was the right address. The door swung open and a confused mess of red hair appeared behind it. Before he could get a word in, Ivan announced, "She's overdosing. She needs help."

261 ● Andi Markov ● I'll make the remaining posts with Ivan's account. :3

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[attr=class,punkisaintscontent] Andi could hear all the goings-ons around her, but honestly she was pretty out of it.  She could feel the wind as Sparrow hopped her from one rooftop to another.  And she then heard him announce that she was overdosing and needed help.  Even as groggy with it as she was, she couldn't help but quip. [break][break] "Don't let a guy shoot you up with an unknown druuug while you're tied down to a chaaaaiir....S'nott as fun as it sooounds."  And with that, her eyes glowed emerald green again for a moment before flickering and going back to normal.[break][break] "Consennnnnt's impoooortant."  The veins of her arms bulged for a moment, glowing green as they did so.  The ambrosia was flowing through her veins, changing her somehow.  It was largely untested, especially with this much of the drug in the system.  Carter had really royally fucked up this time.  And Andi was making a mental note to kick his ass, even with how out of it she was. [attr=class,punkisaintstags] Ivan Stane [attr=class,punkisaintscredit] template by punki

[Ivan Stane]

maybe i'm foolish

maybe i'm blind

thinking i can see through this

❧

He gently but hurriedly helped the doctor set her down on a bed. He noticed a name embroidered on the doctor's coat, just over his heart. Richards. He took a step back to let Dr. Richards work though he remained in the room in case he was needed.

The building was an old one made from bricks stacked upon bricks. He thought it might have been a mill once or perhaps used for storage. The rooms were separated by curtains and he had a feeling that had more to do with Dr. Richards not wanting people to know a makeshift hospital was here over him not having the funds to renovate.

If he even owned the building.

Ivan noticed the green glow the moment it showed up because that was not normal. He had a feeling Dr. Richards noticed too - how could he not? - but the other man made no show of it. He didn't look up to meet Ivan's gaze; he didn't hesitate or pause.

He had an IV up and going quickly and expertly. Seeing him do that at least brought with it a sense of comfort for Ivan. Clearly this guy wasn't someone who woke up one day and decided to play doctor. It was obvious that he had training and probably a medical degree, if not several.

Ivan didn't know why he was surprised - the rumors had specifically called this man a healer - when Dr. Richards' hands started glowing a soft, welcoming green. He watched as he closed his eyes and concentrated. He gripped one of Spartan's hands with both of his. The green glow, a softer shade than what had appeared in her veins, ran from his hands down her arm like water. It didn't stop until it cascaded over her whole body like a blanket.

The glow lowered itself into her body, seeping into her skin. Dr. Richards' brows knitted together, his face contorting with the effort of healing something he couldn't see.

When it was done, there was no dramatic flair - the glow didn't return. He didn't remove the IV. He simply set her hand down gingerly and took in some deep breaths.

"She'll need to rest," he explained, eyes falling onto Ivan. It was clear he hadn't forgotten about his presence in the room. "An overdose is a traumatic thing for a body to go through. She should regain full consciousness and coherence within the hour."

Ivan nodded and watched Dr. Richards push the curtain aside and leave to what he assumed was another patient waiting. He glanced at Spartan before sighing and grabbing his phone to update Lisa. There wasn't much else to do aside from wait.

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[attr=class,punkisaintscontent] Andi saw the doctor and knew that he was there to help.  She saw the glow and closed her eyes recognizing it for a healing touch.  The veins in her arms pulsed green, but the longer the man healed her the shorter the pulses were, until they stopped for the most part.  It still hurt though, and to heal the body needs rest.  Andi slipped off into a sleep. [break][break] --------- [break][break] She awoke a few hours later and sat up, feeling a lot better.  Her hands shook some, but for the most part she was alright.  And then her eyes glowed green.  She felt it and she grabbed her bed and immediately her brain was filled with information about how to use it as a weapon.  She jumped awkwardly off the bed, looking very shaken.  [break][break] "WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK WAS THAT?"  Then she saw the vigilante waiting and she stopped, her eyes wide and her chest rising and falling rapidly with the stress as she looked at him.  She shook as she experimentally grabbed an IV rack.  Her brain was filled with a bunch of information and she decided to pick some of the information.  It was giving her choices, so she chose as an experiment.  Suddenly, her arms were bulking up slightly and she was swinging the IV rack like she was a master swordsman making do.  Immediately Andi dropped the IV rack and backed up against the wall. [break][break] "What the fuck?"  It was whispered this time.  What had happened to her. [attr=class,punkisaintstags] Ivan Stane [attr=class,punkisaintscredit] template by punki

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Ivan was thoroughly bored while waiting and feeling thoroughly guilty for being bored. There was only so much he could fiddle with his phone, so many updates he could give to Lisa - she said she was going to update Alice. But then Spartan was awake and oh - Oh yeah she was definitely awake. He quickly slipped his phone back into his pocket and raised his hands to show he meant no harm. He cringed. It couldn't have been good to move the IV rack around like that. Surely it risked the IV getting ripped out which while he didn't know from personal experience, he'd heard many times that that wasn't a good thing to do at all. He had no clue what she was talking about. It could have been a multitude of things - being drugged, waking up at some clearly not legal clinic and seeing a clearly not legal vigilante standing there. Probably a mixture of all that, he assumed. Then she dropped the IV rack and he grimaced and with a flick of his wrist and a small white glow, he used wind to gently set the IV rack standing again in hopes that the needle wouldn't get yanked out of her arm and she'd still get the much needed fluids. "You're at a clinic in Astaria," he said calmly, hoping to help her feel a little more relaxed, a little more safe. "I'm Sparrow - My uh friend and I found you in a warehouse. You were overdosing on drugs. I brought you here and the doctor healed you." He spoke calmly, a little slowly to hopefully make it easier to process, knowing she could have been in shock.

... maybe i'm foolish, maybe i'm blind, thinking i can see through this and see what's behind. got no way to prove it so maybe i'm blind but i'm only human after all ... sparrow Andi Markov costume 281 words Sorry about the wait!

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