Whumptober Day 9: Mistaken Identity

Whumptober Day 9: Mistaken Identity

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Warning: Character Death

Summary: While sitting with a dying soldier, Fives gets mistaken for one of his batch mates.

  Fives had known that being mistaken for one of his brothers was possible. He never expected to happen in this way. The man looked at the clone. A piece of shrapnel had caught him in the side. It had gone clean though his armor. He held pressure around the wound, unsure of what to do with the debris.

    "You're going to be okay" he tried to comfort him. The soldier kept grabbing at him, panic filling him. Fives held one of his hands with the one he wasn't using to keep him alive.

    The wounded raised the hand, trying to pull Fives closer. It was cold but the sun was peaking out of the clouds. The wind blew harshly, knocking orange, yellow, and red leaves into the gunfire. They sprinkled to the ground, a red one landing next to the dying man.

    "Rocky, I don't wanna go" he said.

    Fives didn't expect to be called Rocky. He hid his confusion, "you're going to be okay."

    "Rocky" he grabbed his shoulder and pulled him closer. "I'm scared."

    "You'll be okay." Fives knew what was happening. He wasn't going to be okay. All he could do was pretend to be this guy he didn't even know. He couldn't leave him and he wasn't going to let him know he was going to die with a random stranger.

    He was delusional. He couldn't see. He didn't know what was going on. He just cried as the world he knew came to a close. "Rocky, tell-" his words became quiet whispers and Fives couldn't understand him. He felt his body go limp and he laid him back down to the ground.

    The red leaf blew away. It fled into the wind.

    Fives sighed. Too many of his brothers met an end like this. After the battle he became obsessed with finding Rocky. He didn't know anything about the man he had been mistaken for. All he knew was a name. But he had to know. He needed to at least meet the man he pretended to be for a dying brother.

    He asked everyone. He searched the 501st for him. Finally someone had an answer for him. "I think he's over there. He and his buddy are looking for their batch." 

    Fives walked over. "You Rocky?"

    "If I am?"

    'He's Rocky alright" Fives thought.

    "I wanted to talk to you. I was with a friend of yours. I never got his name."

    The man next to Rocky has a terrified look on his face.

    "I was with him, when he died."

    "Died?" Rocky asked. "what do you mean, died?" He started to raise his voice.

    "He was calling me by your name. Seemed like you were close."

    Rocky's tough exterior started to crack. His eyes started to water. "Did his armor have leaves on them? One really messed up one on the chest plate?" Every bit of spite and anger that had been in his voice slipped away.

    The man next to him placed a hand on his shoulder.

    "Yeah."

    Rocky shook. He turned to his friend, years in his eyes, and hugged him. The man looked surprised but held him.

    The role Fives had played was bigger than he thought. He knew how Rocky felt. Or maybe he didn't. Maybe he understood as much as he could understand. He probably felt the same pain as when he had lost Echo.

    "I'm sorry for your loss. If you want to talk about him-?"

    "Thank you." The other man spoke up. "Maybe we'll come find you later."

    "Okay." Fives started to walk away.

    "Did he say anything?"

    Fives stopped. He turned around. Rocky wasn't standing too far from him and his friend wasn't far from him. "He wanted you to tell something to someone. He- wasn't able to say a name or what."

    "Okay."

    "Are you two gonna be okay?"

    "Yeah, we'll be fine."

    "Okay. Come find me if you need anything okay? Literally anything."

    "Thank you."

Whumptober Day 11: Captivity/"No One Will Find You."

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: Luka is captured by Monarch after he learned that he knows who Ladybug and Cat Noir are.

  Luka had just been walking home when he saw him. Monarch stood in front of him, smiling. Fear struck into his heart as he took a few steps back. He turned around and started to run. The boy listened to the footsteps of his enemy growing closer.

    Then Luka turned the corner into an alley. He jumped onto the fire escape. The later fell as he started to climb. Monarch slid into the alley and walked over to him, grabbing his ankle.

    "Let me go!" He screamed. Luka kicked at him. His hands started to slip. "No, no" he said under his breath. He was pulled off of the fire escape and then the world went black.

    When Luka woke up, the first thing he noticed was how dark it was. Then he saw the garden that had what appeared to be a coffin. Startled he jumped back. His back hit metal and for the first time he noticed the chains around his wrists.

    Monarch stepped out of the shadows. He grinned.

    "Why am I here!?" Luka yelled.

    "I know you know Ladybug and Cat Noir's identities. I need them."

    "I won't give them to you." Luka claimed himself. "They will come for me."

    The villain chuckled. "No. Even if they do," he walked over to the boy. Monarch kneeled down and grabbed Luka's face. He forced him to look at him. "No one will ever find you." With full force, he pushed Luka's face off to the side, making him fall.

    Luka pulled himself back into his legs. "I believe in Ladybug and Cat Noir! They will find me and they will stop you! You won't win this!"

    "You'll crack and when you do, I win."

    Panic set into Luka's heart. He tried to escape his chains, hurting his wrist. He looked back at Monarch. He was a looming and intimidated figure. "we'll have to see."

    The villain chuckled and walked towards the kwami's.

    "Sass!" Luka yelled.

    "Luka? What happened?" He asked.

    "Kidnapped."

    "Are you okay?" Trixx asked.

    "I will be."

    Luka watched as Monarch akumatised a poor unsuspecting victim. He yelled at him, not really trying to get him to stop but more so to see if he could be heard.

    As time passed, Luka started to wonder. He knew they would look for him and he knew that it would take time. But now Monarch was hitting him. He was tired of Luka not talking, of resisting his attempts to akumatize him. The boy still wouldn't give.

    Trying to stay positive when you feel like you're dying in some man's basement because you know your best friends are superheroes, proved itself to be difficult. Somewhere in Luka's mind, he knew he was angry with them. Maybe if they had avoided the blast from 'live your childhood dream' guy, he wouldn't be here.

    But that didn't matter now. All that mattered was staying silent and alive. Monarch made that hard. He tried to sleep often. He has to watch as Julika was akumatised, worried about him. Not just her but his parents as well.

    Time passed slowly. He wasn't sure how long he had been in the basement. Luka thought it would be cold. It was cool, the temperature having to sustain the plants. At least it smelled pleasant.

    When the villain would hurt him that's what he focused on. The good. The people he was protecting. When Monarch came to the conclusion that Luka would't break, he started to leave him alone.

    Then Ladybug and Cat Noir learned how to manage their powers better. They didn't have to worry about transforming back anymore. Monarch came over to Luka, angry.

    Luka had been scared. He was scared of his capture and of the power he held. But not like this. The rage that the man held in his eyes alone made his skin crawl. "Things didn't go your way?" he said.

    But he didn't get an answer. Instead he was kicked in the side. The force threw him back, the chains around his wrists pulled tight. It didn't take long before all Luka could feel was pain.

    But in a way it was relieving. He felt so alone. He'd never felt that way before. After Monarch's temper tantrum Luka stayed laying on the floor. He tried to think of something good, he tried so hard to hold onto hope. But he couldn't.

    A purple butterfly landed gently on his ring. "Hello Victim, I'll give you the power to escape your Capture. I return, you will give me Ladybug and Cat Noir's identities."

"No" Luka whispered softly. Every part of him tried to fight the akuma. He tried to get up but fell back to the floor. His body was too weak and mind hurt too much to stop him from winning.

Purple fog covered him for just a moment before he stood up. "Let me leave."

"Third identities."

"Marinette, Marinette Dupain-Cheng and A- Adrien, Agreste."

Monarch was silent before he snapped and Luka was released from his power. He just smiled as he walked away from the weeping child on the ground. Now to go find his son.

Part 2: Aftermath of Failure

AI-less Whumptober Day 9: Scar Reveal

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: After a fight Adrien is left to try and hide a nasty laceration that later becomes a scar.

    Adrien looked at the giant gash in his arm. "Hate to tell you but that's gonna scar, kid" Plagg flew in front of him.

    "Tis but a scratch." He looked at the laceration. It went from the middle of the back of his hand to his elbow. Blood flower down his arm. It dripped onto the floor. After a moment of shock, Adrian ran to his bathroom and grabbed a towel. He slammed it down onto his arm.

    "Can you grab the disinfectant from the cabinet?" He asked, shacking.

    "Didn't think it was that bad, did you?" He said as he grabbed the bottle from the medicine cabinet.

    "No." He kept his left arm on top of his right. The pressure hurt but it was better than passing out.

    When Adrien Adrien removed the towel Plagg hissed. "You might need to get that professional taken care of."

    "I can't." He rushed out of the room and scoured his room trying to find the small sewing kit that Marinette had given him.

    "Found it!" He stumbled back to the bathroom and placed the kit down quickly.

    As he opened it Plagg opened his mouth. "That's not safe" he said.

    "I know. He grabbed the disinfectant spray and sprayed down the needle as well as the thread. Before Plagg could stop him, the needle was in his skin.

    The boy cried as he sewed up his arm. It hurt more than he thought it would. Plagg stayed by his side until he finished.

    The only thread Adrien had was black. It stuck out against his pale skin. He cleaned up the outside of the wound, hiding the towel under his skin. He'd get rid of it later.

    Adrien looked at his handy work. "It could be worse." He grabbed the bandages from the cabinet and wrapped his arm in them.

    "True, you could be dead." He joked.

    The hero moved to his bed. He laid down and fell asleep.

    School was interesting. For the first week, Adrien felt like he hit his arm on everything. He tried to find ways out of gym.

    His friends noticed and tried to make his life just a little easier. Nino kept grabbing his bag before he could and taking it to his next class. It made him smile. Marinette made him some baked goods almost everyday.

    As Cat Noir, Plagg changed his suit to keep the skin tight aspect from hurting him. Instead it was like a loser fitting turtleneck with green accents. When Ladybug asked he just said he was just cold.

    Taking the stitches out hurt. He wasn't sure how so Adrien just cut the strings and pulled them out. After that he rewrapped his arm and hand. Slowly it started to heal to a point he didn't need to wrap it.

    Nathalie wanted to ask why the teen kept getting tea tree oil but decided it had to be some popular new skin care trend. Why would she complain about him having a skin care routine?

    As the weather started to warm up, his friends started to notice the long sleeves and gloves more. They weren't sure how to approach him. He couldn't just be cold anymore. They were concerned about him.

    When Adrien finally took off the gloves he had to get used to covering his hand in foundation and setting spray. He knew eventually the scar wouldn't be as intense.

    The jacket stayed. Nino decided he needed to know. What if he'd been hurt? What if he'd been hiring himself? Whatever it was, he needed to know.

   "Hey Adrien, meet me in the boiler room?" He nudged him.

    "Sure. When?"

    "Now's fine. It is lunch after all!" He grabbed his hand and dragged him to the boiler room.

    "So, what do you need?" Adrien asked confused but sweetly.

    "Is everything okay man?" He asked. "if you need to talk about something -"

    "Yeah everything's fine! What made you think that it wasn't?" He said nervously.

    "It's just that, you've been wearing the jacket for a bit and it's starting to get to a point where it's definitely too hot for that."

    Adrien looked away. "Yeah everything's fine. How about we go get lunch.?"

    "Yeah, let's do that." As Adrien started walking, Nino pulled on the back of the jacket pulling it off. Alya and Marinette came out from their hiding places. It seemed cruel, what they were doing, but in their eyes it had to be done.

    Adrien just stared at them. "What the heck?" He shouted. He tried to hide the large scar that stained his arm.

    This couldn't be happening. What if they realized where it had come from? He'd have to give up his place as Cat Noir. A world without being a hero seemed to feel like a trap. His breath caught just thinking about it.

    "Woah" Nino said, staring.

    "How did you-?" Alya asked.

    "I don't- I don't want to talk about it."

    The scar was long. Beside the almost straight line were smaller dots.

    Marinette thought the wound looked familiar but didn't think too hard about it. "I'm so sorry Adrien, we should have just left you alone."

    "Yeah, we're sorry." Alya grabbed the jacket from Nino and handed it to him.

    "We just wanted to make sure you were okay." Nino looked down.

    "I'm fine. I'd be a lot better if you hadn't done that." He sighed, "just don't tell anyone. Please."

    Nino and Alya nodded. "we promise." Marinette looked at him, "is there anything we can do to make it up to you?"

    "Just please don't mention it."

    "You know there's no shame in a scar right?" Nino said, leaning the group out of the boiler room.

    "I know I just don't want people to say anything." Adrien sighed. "it's just easier this way." He slipped the jacket back over his shoulders.

    "Maybe you'll be able to take that jacket off soon. It's not their business anyway." Alya opened the door, holding it for them.

    Adrien thought about that night. Only the villain had been there and Ladybug was a no show. "You know what, it'll be fine." He brought the jacket into his hands.

    "If you're sure." Nino led them back to the cafeteria. All eyes were on him as soon as he entered the room. People came up to him to question what had happened but he danced around the answer. They would get an answer out of him at some point. If not the kids at school, the press.

    It didn't take long before it was on social media. Adrien watched as his ride appeared and sighed. His father's reaction was the one he feared the most. But it didn't matter, it would come eventually. So when he entered the car after saying goodbye to his friends, he just sighed. "Let's get this over with."

AI-less Whumptober Master List!

This was quite a fun challenge with some really fun prompts! I look forward to next year! This is as far as I got this year but if I post anymore I'll update this!

Each Fandom has been assigned a color to make it easier to find something you may be interested in! Summaries are with each story!

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Nimona, The Bad Batch, The Clone Wars, The Dragon Prince, Spider-verse

Day 1: Disowned By Family (Alt Prompt )

Day 2: Exhaustion

Day 3: Sensory Deprivation/Isolation

Day 4: Hiding an Injury

Day 5: Non-consensual Touching (Alt Prompt 5)

Day 6: "It Should Have Been Me."

Day 7: CPR/Restrained

Day 8: Panic Attack

Day 9: Scar Reveal

Day 10: Mouth Stitched Shut

Day 11: Drowning

Day 12: Self Harm

Day 13: Bloody Knuckles (Alt Prompt 1)

Winter Whumperland Day 4: The Grinch (Sedative)

Fandom: Spider-verse

Warnings: Drugs and drug related jokes

Summary: Hobie is sitting in the clocktower, watching the city, when a young villain decides to ruin his fun.

Part two soon

    Spider sense was helpful. Hobie sat at the top of the clock tower in his city just watching the people. Sure it wasn't peaceful but something about the way they crowded the street reassured him.

    It had been a while since everything was so calm. Even if calm didn't mean the same thing in what seemed to be every other universe. Hobie looked at his watch for the time. Even though he was on the clock tower the face was well, under him.

    Then it happened. As his spider sense went off, Hobie slipped on his mask before turning around to see the villain of the week. Before he could say anything, the villain had already started her attack.

    The villain was around 5'6 with blonde hair that was in two messy buns. She had bright red eyes and an unnerving smile. Her clothes were mostly dark blue and blacks with her weapons in two thigh holsters and a knife in her long black shoes. She looked to be around his age.

    Standing, Hobie made his way towards the girl. He wondered what made her this way for a moment before deciding to tire her up and ask. It wasn't worth it to turn her in if she could change. Not with his government and he'd hate to see someone so young die.

    The villain grabbed her weapon to relieve a box. She grabbed a needle from the box and placed it in her palm.

    Needles were never a good sign. Most of the time they were used as some scientific power up that was a real pain in the ass to deal with. But something seemed different this time.

    After a moment, Hobie started to grow more anxious about the needle. He realized it couldn't have been for her or she would have used it already. That only left him.

    As the girl grew closer Hobie tried to grab the needle from her hand. He missed her hand and she stabbed the needle into his skin. The clear liquid flowed into his body. Then she jumped back and threw the syringe.

    "That's some dangerous litter now. Might wanna pick that up."

    "You're funny."

    "What? There's a lot of junkies around here! Plus littering is a crime." Hobie tried to laugh off the incident. He smiled a little under his mask and took another swing at the villain.

    Then he started to feel the drug. He didn't feel bad, just tired. Very tired. The world was thrown off balance. Everything felt somewhat foggy, like he hadn't slept for days. He needed to wrap this up.

    The girl smiled. "Feel'n funny?" She giggled.

    "Wouldn't you like to know." Hobie started to stumble over his feet. He felt his body give as he fell to the ground. He watched the villain walk towards him.

    "Nighty night."

    Then the world went black.

Winter Whumperland Day 1: Santa Claus (Claustrophobe/Panic Attack)

Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch

Summary: Echo falls into a hole in a cave while on a mission. Memories of Skako Minor flood his mind.

    Echo had liked small spaces before being captured by the Techno Union. Fives thought he was crazy for it. There was something comforting about small, dark places. Echo never could explain it.

    One wrong step sent him into a panic. 'Watch your step' Tech had said. 'Caves are unpredictable' he said. The cave was dark and cold. Echo would have loved it. He should have.

    Instead he looked around at the small space he found himself in. "Echo!" he heard Wrecker tell out. "You okay!?"

    The clone couldn't find his voice. It caught in the back of his throat and became a sharp breath instead. He looked at the walls of the hole but couldn't find them. He started to slam his hand and scomp into rock. His breathing speed and he wanted to cry.

    It was just a cave. It was just a dark hole in a cave. It was just a memory. It was just cold. It was just him, in a hole, in a cave, his family above him, ready to get him out of there.

    Or was it a pod? Was it just a memory? Was it just a pod he had been trapped in for over a year? Was it just the cold? Was it just him, in a pod, captured by the enemy, his family below him, waiting for him, ready to welcome him home?

    "Echo!" Omega yelled out. But he didn't answer. He just stood there, hyperventilating, terrified of the past. He felt so small and the rock wall felt like it was closing in. He didn't even notice when a set of hands pulled him up from his place in the cave.

    "Echo, breath." Hunter spoke. He looked at Tech for answers.

    "Claustrophobe, likely attributed to his time on Skako Minor. Move." Tech practically kicked Hunter out of the way before kneeling down in front of Echo. "He is having a panic attack. I will deal with it."

    Tech looked at the man in front of him. He felt uneasy but felt the others would be incapable of helping Echo breath calmly. Still, he wondered if he was the best person to take care of him.

    The clone stood in front of his brother. "What you are feeling is scary, but not dangerous. Focus on your breathing not the memory." Echo looked up at him. "You need to breathe slowly." Tech started to slowly to encourage him to do the same.

    Slowly Echo started to breathe earlier. "Can you tell me five things you can see?" Tech asked patiently. Echo looked around.

    "Tech I don't think that's going to he-"

    "Hush" Tech cut off Hunter. "Now tell me five things you see."

    Echo looked around. "There's some, Stalactites, some standing water, bats, yo-you, and the others."

    "Good job. How about four things you hear? Can you do that."

    "Well I hear you" Echo slightly chuckled. He was still so tense. His breathing was slower but still irregular. "There's water dripping into that puddle, the bats, and the humming of the, the light."

    "Good. You are doing good. Now can you tell me three things you can smell?"

    Hunter and Wrecker watched the two. They didn't know that Tech could be so, gentle? Omega stayed near Hunter.

    "It's musky, the cave water, and the cologne Phee gave you." He sort of smiled, "it sort of smells like Kamino."

    Tech smiled softly. "Two things you can feel."

    "The rocks are kind of smooth." Echo reached out to Tech, "and you."

    "One thing you can taste?"

    "The smell of the cave." Echo sighed. He felt safe again. He was just a man, in a cave, with his family.

    "Can I do anything for you?" Tech asked calmly.

    "You already have." Tech helped Echo up. "Thank you Tech."

    "It is no problem. We need to finish the mission now. Do you think you will be alright?"

    "Yeah, I think I will."