does will ever cry about Caroline - linking being so far away when she needs him
will needed out of this conference room. the four walls were beginning to close in, but the reporters would not stop asking questions,
"alright all," the pr coordinator speaks out, "let's let will get home before it's tomorrow," that gets everyone laughing as will pushes himself out of his chair and runs into the hallway.
will has no idea where he ends up but he knows he's hyperventalating against some wall in the depths of the SAP center.
faintly he can hear his name being called,
"oh thank god!" toff says as he flies around the corner, "dude where'd you g- shit smitty are you ok?"
the veteran asks kneeling down in front of the rookie,
"will bud you gotta breathe with me ok? breath," it takes a bit before will manages to come back to himself,
"toff?" he mutters,
"hey bud," tyler whispers, "are you ok?" he asks.
will shakes his head sniffling,
"you don't- please-" will says causing tyler to take a deep breath and sit down across from the rookie,
"i have time, so whats going on?" will reaches up and wipes his tears,
"caroline she- ellen called this morning and said- shes so sick toff-" tyler hums, "and i cant- i-" will sobs, "she asks for me," he cries, "and i- i cant- she asks for me- and i- i can't-"
"ok ok," tyler whispers pulling will into his chest, "shh we'll figure it out ok? maybe you can take some time ok? but for now you gotta calm down,"
another timeline 3 snippet :) excited for this one went a little crazy with it
It was hard not to feel the slightest bit satisfied at the sound of something cracking as the villain’s back hit the wall. The material of her suit flickered a wide array of colors, the most damaged fabric cells reduced to a pale gray as the camouflage failed.
She wasn’t going anywhere unnoticed-- not anymore.
“I have Echo.” Elise swiped one sleeve beneath her bloody nose. She brought her other hand around, gathering jagged pieces of debris to hurl at the villain. Some abandoned scaffolding further down the alleyway became her primary weapon of choice.
Echo slid the rest of the way to the ground and rolled to avoid the first onslaught. Elise whirled around as the villain came to a stop behind her.
Echo rose partially from a crouch, gloved hands raised. Elise managed to shut her eyes just before the blinding light blast went off. Even so, she was still blinking away spots when she felt Echo’s boot driven into the back of her knee to force her down.
One arm hooked around her neck, the other hand pressing over her forehead as she hit the ground. Elise could feel the hair on the back of her neck rising as the charge again built in the palm of the villain’s hand.
She didn’t panic. She had far too many years of experience in the field to panic. Green Guardian did not succumb to villains in back alleyways.
She gathered herself. She gathered the pieces of scaffolding she had previously wielded. And she brought them crashing into Echo.
Echo didn’t let go until she had to, until a broken piece of scaffolding slammed into her mask and tore into the material. Elise drove an elbow back into the villain’s diaphragm and slipped free.
She remained crouched on the ground as she faced the villain, arms spread at her sides as she brought the scaffolding back for another bout. Another broken piece grazed Echo’s leg, ripping into the material of her suit and sending a ripple of bright colors through the rest of the fabric cells.
She drove Echo back into the wall, pinning her in place with the larger bars of scaffolding.
“You’re not going anywhere.” The villain stopped struggling as one of the broken bars pierced through her suit and into her side, a strangled sort of sound garbled by her voice modulator.
Elise rose from the ground. She took a step closer, her fist clenched to maintain her hold on the villain. Echo’s injured leg gave out and she started to slide down the wall, suspended only by the debris and the flare of Green Guardian’s power.
“And to think,” Spoke Elise’s own voice, reverberated strangely by the villain’s modulator.
Blood was soaking through the pale gray of her suit. Fabric cells flickered with bright colors.
“They’ve lauded you as a hero.” Elise surged forward.
The strike slammed Echo’s head into the brick wall and shattered something in her mask. Elise caught her breath a moment, watching a fresh rivulet of blood trickle down into the material covering the villain’s neck.
“And they still will,” Something sparked in Echo’s mask. The voice modulator, Elise had to assume, as the villain remained quiet.
“Long after you’re dead.” Elise finished. She pressed Echo against the wall with more force for a moment, ensuring that there were no last tricks up the villain’s sleeves.
She was just about to pull it all back and drag Echo to the tower when her pager started buzzing rather frantically. Elise kept Echo pinned with one clenched fist and slipped the communicator off of her belt with the other.
Distress signal. The Captain. Not too far.
Elise clenched her fist tighter, shaping the bars as she wanted them before letting the glow fade entirely. Echo slid the rest of the way to the ground. Elise stood there a moment, ensuring that the villain remained.
Echo was utterly motionless, lying in a heap as her voice modulator glitched over every ragged breath.
“You stay right there.” Elise growled. She took off with that, following the signal to Cara’s communicator in order to assist.
Cara rounded the opposite corner less than a minute later, skidding to a halt before the mass of twisted scaffolding. She crouched low to the ground and started prying away the larger metal bars as best she could with her bare hands.
She reached for Echo’s shoulder and shook lightly, testing her awareness. The villain flinched as a distorted sound echoed from beyond her mask. She squirmed for a moment, then stilled rather suddenly.
“Just me!” Cara finally managed to pry away the largest bar compressing the villain’s abdomen.
“Cara.” She added as Echo remained tense. Her breath caught in her throat as she moved the larger bar and uncovered the one beneath it that was jutting out of the villain’s side.
“Oh god,” She pressed her hands over her mouth and tried to compose herself.
She could lose it later. There was no time now.
Moving the larger bar had freed one of Echo’s arms. She brought a trembling hand to her bloody side as another ragged breath was distorted by her broken modulator. Cara gave up on removing the bars and instead shifted her focus to moving her.
She pulled Echo into her arms and tried to sit her upright without jostling her too much.
“Come on. We need to get you out of here.” There was blood spilling down her neck, stemming from what must have been a nasty wound under her mask. The stain on the side of her suit was growing by the moment, the one on her leg spreading a bit slower.
“Cara?”
Her voice modulator was broken, the truth painfully clear as she shuddered in Cara’s arms. Cara positioned her legs to push up off of the ground and prayed that someone was manning the auto body shop. It was closest, just down the street.
