#keera thompson

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And there's no remedy for memory your face is Like a melody, it won't leave my head Your soul is haunting me and telling me That everything is fine But I wish I was dead

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lil and keera. drink me. this should be fun. XD

It was another night of the binder –which night it was hard to tell. It could have been Tuesday, it could have been Saturday. The four had lost count quite a few bottles ago and yet it didn’t seem to bother them at all.

How they ended up here wasn’t that difficult to explain; the girls had simply brought Derek to meet their mentor. Cole had offered the three a drink and it spiraled out of control from there. It was an entire week that they spent in the suite of a room that Cole called home. No class. No work. They didn’t leave to gather some of their things, or new clothing. They just simply drank, danced and laughed. They shared their secrets. Secrets they all knew would be forgotten in the drunken haze but secretly wished that someone would remember something. They discussed plans, the future. Everything was safe. There was no threat of the outside world, there was nothing threatening them or demanding anything of them. It was as if the world didn’t exist and every precious minute in that week was treated with reverence.

The bottles never seemed to end, the music played consistently it was only their chatter that had drifted in and out. Once in a while, they’d all drift off to sleep together, but more often than not they would take turns passing out. It wasn’t by choice, it just seemed to be how it worked out. At the moment, it was Derek that was dozing. His curly head laid against Keera’s shoulder as the woman nursed another sip from the bottle in her hand.

Lillian and Cole were sprawled out on the bed. Cole was on his back, one hand running up and down his shirt, his other hanging uselessly on the bed. Lillian was on her stomach beside him and the pair were speaking in hushed tones. Over the music, Keera couldn’t make out what they were saying, but based upon what she could see of Cole’s face – the conversation was far too heavy for the moment. His brow was furrowed and his forehead wrinkled as his lips moved quickly, responding to the blonde at his side.

Leave it to Keera to be the cavalry.

“Hey. Lils, come over here a second.” The brunette called out over the music to the blonde, patting the couch beside her. The words got both of their attention, that was clear by the way that Cole lifted his head and Lillian shot her an annoyed glare over her shoulder.

“Just come have a drink with me.”

Lillian’s eyes rolled and she sighed heavily, head turning to stare back down at Cole for a long moment and the two of them did it again. Keera hated it when they did that. They had an entire conversation without saying a single word. It was just exchanged in looks and the touches that were unnoticeably to the untrained eye.

“Will you just get your blonde ass over here?” Sure, she was feigning agitation but it was for Cole’s sake, and the man knew it. For the briefest of moments their eyes met and she gave him a quick wink.

Lillian groaned dramatically and shoved herself up from the bed. Roughly tugging at the loose sleeves of her T-shirt she straightened herself up only to flop backward against the sofa next to her. Her fall was so violent that it startled Derek enough to take a quick look around. The boy was awake for half of a minute before he had curled himself up and switched to using Keera’s lap as a pillow instead.

“What do you want?” The blonde huffed out with a slight pout as reached for the bottle in Keera’s hand, expertly removing the liquor from the girl and taking it for her own.

“Not much. I just had a quick thought. Since the boys are busy.”

“Oh really, and what’s that?” Lillian’s skeptical glance met Keera’s mischievous smile and in barely a moment she got exactly what she asked for.

Keera had moved, faster than she could see – did she move any other way? – and wrapped her fingers in the blonde hair. She pulled the girl close and stopped when their lips were just about touching. “We could kiss right now and they’d never even notice.” Her throaty voice came out a bit louder than a whisper while she stared at the blonde.

Luckily enough, Lillian wasn’t so incredibly drunk that she missed the hint, so she jumped aboard to play along. The bottle fell to the floor with a clatter so her now free hand could inch up Keera’s arm and cup the girl gently around the chin, holding her close. “You’re right. They’d never even notice A. Single. Thing.” Smirking slowly, Lillian’s other hand came up to tangle in Keera’s hand, mimicking the other girl’s earlier movement.

Keera was trying so incredibly hard to keep a straight face, and right now she was winning. Her lips were barely half an inch from her best friend’s and she was moving closer.

Cole had pushed himself up on his elbows and was staring at the two girls with wide eyes, his jaw was actually hanging open. It was the perfect moment – the type that you only find in movies. The two girls about to kiss and the typical man who couldn’t believe what he was seeing but by no means wanted it to stop.

Lillian’s head tilted a bit to the right as Keera moved forward. They were so close. Half an inch. Quarter of an inch. Touching! Their lips were touching.

That was where it ended.

When their lips met, the two girls tore back from one another in a fit of giggles. Derek just stared up at Keera with huge eyes. He had been in her lap the entire time and had gotten quite the show – no matter how brief it had been, it was intense. Meanwhile, Cole dropped his arms and collapsed back on the bed rather loudly to throw his fit.

“I hate you both, get the hell out of my room.”

[in-the-after-blog]

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“Jesus McFly, you really look like hell, don’t you?”

Cole was grinning from the doorway while the blonde was sprawled over the toilet. She threw up a hand to give him a certain finger gesture before her entire body heaved and she once more vomited.

Groaning out, Lil leaned back from the toilet and wiped at the back of her mouth with her hand.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

“Close enough.”

Lillian moved to press her back against the bathroom wall, going silent as she stared at the opposing wall, her hands coming to rest on her stomach.

“So what’s going on? Too much alcohol last night? I told you that you couldn’t beat Derek, I warned you. Those country boys have something about them… hollow  legs and shit, but do you ever listen? Nope.”

Cole was rambling on but Lillian sat in silence while he went, not saying a word, still leaning against the wall, she finally turned her head to look at him. One of her brows was arched high as she stared up at the man in the doorway. “I didn’t even drink last night, remember? Strictly water.”

Frowning, the man moved into the bathroom and crouched down to stare at her. “What in the hell is going on then, you sick?”

Lillian shook her head, pressing her tongue against the roof of her mouth and sighing heavily. Finally she shook her head no and dropped her chin into her chest. After a long minute of silence she finally looked up to the wall again.

“I’m pregnant.”

Those two words had Cole laughing. Lillian Graham in charge of a child. Having to control what went into her body to keep another life safe. It was completely unheard of and he really couldn’t stop laughing. He couldn’t wait to see Dickens’ face when she told him, part of him actually hoped the boy would faint, or something good he could replay over and over again.

“I don’t know what you’re laughing at, it’s not funny at all, grandpa.”

He was far too used to the seething look that she was giving him now, but it only made him laugh harder. Literally he was nearly laying on the floor in hysterics.

“Lil, I know we’re close, but no kid of yours is going to call me grandpa. I’ll be like a cool uncle, but not grandpa.”

Cole was still giggling but Lillian’s dark gaze didn’t waver from him.

“No, Doc. Literally, you’re a grandpa.”

Her words had her sighing heavily as she looked away from him, pressing her fingers against her eyes and pushing in hard. How in the hell had she let this happen? How did it even happen to begin with? She wasn’t sure… that entire night, the whole mission was a little fuzzy still in her head – probably because she tried to block it out.  Slowly but surely, Cole’s laughter tapered off and he sat up to stare at her with wide eyes just staring at her.

“You mean…?”

“Yup.”

“What about…”

“I know.”

The conversation wouldn’t have made much sense to anyone else, but it wasn’t anyone else. It was Cole. This entire situation was going to hurt so many people. Keera would be furious for the betrayal. Derek never judged, but she would see the disappointment all over his face. Noah would be crushed, and then there was always Kitty… this she – they had done to Noah and Kitty and they were going to have to face up to it…

“I could always lie.”

“You could always do that.”

"I'll find some way to explain the striking blue eyes and sharp Adler jawline."

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“COLE!”

The scream, the warning it came far too late and later he wouldn’t even be able to tell you who it was that called for him in the shudder-inducing screech. She didn’t see it coming and apparently neither did he since he had happened to glance over at her. He felt that tug in his gut, that instinct kicking in to warn him that something was off, something that was wrong. He had to admit, she sharpened his senses like no one else could. One would think that the ability to be content in her presence would dull out his instinct, but it worked opposite. Rather than weakening one another, they made each other stronger, and they were one hell of a pair.

Keera was faster, of course she was faster.

Derek was on her heels, of course not as fast, but trying to keep up, his eyes frantically searching the parking garage to find the assailant. Katie was standing still at Cole’s side, her hands lifted slightly in the air – she knew she could have done something to stop it, she saw the whole thing. Instead,  she decided to watch it play out.

Noah was wide-eyed and silent and already had the blonde in his arms. He had lowered them to the floor but had kept her from falling, instead her legs were sprawled on the ground but her top half was resting in Noah’s lap. His hands were covered in blood, but still he held her tight, pushing as hard as he could at the wound that just would not stop pumping out blood.

It was her neck. An artery - a kill shot that could only have come from an expert.

Cole left Katie and practically slid across the floor to meet Keera and the other pair.

Katie remained stoic, staring at the scene before her, she didn’t move when she felt the hand slip into hers. The warm fingers tightly squeezed and worked out the stiffness in her fingers.

“I’m right here.”

Bonnie’s voice came as a gentle whisper at Katie’s ear and immediately she was able to control her body again, able to move. Her fingers gripped Bonnie’s and she turned her head just enough to glance over the brunette. “I know you are. I didn’t do this – but he’ll think I did, he always thinks it’s me, and if she makes it she’ll blame me too.”

Giving her a small smile, Bonnie squeezed her fingers gently once more and shook her head. “I won’t let them, it wasn’t you. I know it. You’re good. You’re better than this. You control your power, no one else, and you didn’t do this.”

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Who did? Who did it? Who were they aiming for? Why not hit someone in the heart or the head? Why the slow death. Bleeding to death, suddenly turning cold and feeling your limbs turn into nothing. Why? Who? Again, more questions that would haunt them forever. Was Lillian actually the target or had she just gotten in the way of the real target? Amongst them it was nearly impossible to tell who was the most powerful.

Many would say Katie won by a landslide, with her ability to materialize anything, but others would say it was Cole, he could control whoever he wanted to. Lillian was also in the ranks, one wrong word to her and your wouldn’t exist anymore, you’d literally be blown down to your molecules. Keera had speed, and was to be underestimated. Her speed helped her to avoid nearly any attack, and her martial arts training was phenomenal. Derek could literally copy anything he say, the ability to watch a movie and then imitate the stunts, the actions. Sure he was a fantastic cook, but his power was downright dangerous when he wanted it to be. (Which he rarely did.) Bonnie was telekinetic. She could drown you without even moving, strangle you with your own shirt, throw your weapons away, turn your weapons on you. And there was Noah. He was the wild card. It was nearly impossible to get him to use his power at all without much coaxing, but he was powerful – he could be strong if he just tuned it, something Cole told him constantly. He could imitate any power he wanted. Meaning he could pick anyone from the group and do the same thing.

Picking the most powerful was impossible in this group. They trained. They practiced. They embraced the fact that they were mutants and didn’t attempt to hide a single thing. Freedom was all they were after… well… somewhat. Maybe a few of them were more than willing to tear the world down to it’s foundations, but that’s a story for another time.

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Noah’s hand nearly circled Lillian’s neck as he pressed down. The five gathered around the two, Keera and Cole on the floor, Derek standing close, Katie and Bonnie still holding back a bit.

“Dammit Lil’s, I’m sorry…” Cole’s eyes were wide as he stared at the blonde, taking her hand and holding tightly his head whipped up to look at Katie. “Do something. Now. I know you can.”

A blank stare.

Katie only stared at him, not responding, not moving, and clearly invoking his anger. Cole was about fuming when she refused to response and he was torn between getting up and forcing her to do it with his own hands and leaving the girl on the floor.

“Noah. You can do it, just use Katie’s power.”

Keera was of course the one to come up with the solution, the most sensible and grounded of the entire group. Panic was rarely something she displayed and right now was a shining moment of her cool head. Of course. If Katie wouldn’t, Noah could. He could materialize anything he wanted if he concentrated, he just had to tap into Katie’s power.

“I’m freezing.”

Lillian broke the stunned silence and leaned her head back against Noah’s chest, looking to Keera for a long moment. The two didn’t need to speak, neither was a mind reader but they had been friends for long enough. It was too soon, and it wasn’t battle. Keera knew well enough not to let her friend go out like this. That wasn’t possible. This wasn’t possible, no one had seen it coming and no one had been able to stop it.

“COLE. Make him do it!”

Bonnie had finally interjected while she held tightly to Katie.   She wasn’t offering her up, not in a million years, it was too dangerous to let Cole into that much power. Noah could only imitate the power, he didn’t know the extent of it, he didn’t know how deep, or how dark it could get. It was going to have to be a complete transfer.

“I can- I can’t do this! What if I screw it up?!”

“Noah if you don’t do something, or even try, she’s going to DIE.”

Panicking and flustered, Noah was at a loss. He wouldn’t let go of Lillian’s neck and Cole was glaring at him like murder was the first thing on his mind.

Cole took it upon himself to close his eyes and enter Noah’s mind, but the boy wasn’t concentrating, his thoughts were everywhere and it was more difficult than he expected, he needed something familiar, somewhere he had been, and that was where he made his mistake.

The seven were in silence, save for Lillian’s shallow breaths, as Cole entered Katie’s mind. The girl stiffened and released Bonnie, lifting her hands again against her will. He had a hold of her, he was pulling the strings like a puppet and he was using her to mend the wound. New skin was grafting over the gouge. He was going where he wasn’t supposed to be, and she didn’t like it. Somewhere inside of her, deep down in that part she never went to if she could help it, something began stirring. It was her, but it wasn’t her at the same time, coming up to fight off Cole. Her eyes had turned black while she stared at Lillian, still not moving but watching the skin mend.

She started to fight.

This wasn’t right, he was invading, she wanted control back and she was going to get it. Cole was shaking the amount of power that was coursing through him, determined to keep this girl under his reign. Katie was trembling, her eyes having gone from Lillian to Cole. She was fighting his control, and she was fighting it hard.

With an ear-piercing scream, Katie threw her head back and slammed her hands against her sides. That same moment, Cole slumped down, unconscious against the floor. His fingers still entangled with Lillian’s. Lillian was still bleeding, now it seemed worse than before, she was whiter than a ghost and that “wound” had become a gash that slid nearly across her entire neck, giving her a double smile. A casualty of the fight, her chest had stopped moving and she was still.

She wasn’t the only one. Cole wasn’t moving. He wasn’t breathing and Derek was the first to realize.

Noah was stuck in shock, shaking the girl in his arms and trying to wake the dead. Keera was getting to her feet, Derek was on the ground beside Cole trying to revive him.

In an instant Keera was across the concrete and had Katie pinned against a pillar by her throat. “LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE! LOOK AT IT. YOU DID THIS! IT WAS YOU!” Keera cut off her speech by slamming her right fist into Katie’s face. Once. Twice. Three times. It seemed like it was never going to end until she felt herself flying backward. Bonnie had stepped up, fire in her eyes and put herself between Keera and Katie.

“Listen to me, right now.” Bonnie’s voice was soft as she spoke, but it was thick with malice. “Come near her again, and you’ll end up just like those two. I’ll do it with a snap of my fingers and don’t think of testing me Thompson. We’re friends, but I won’t let you hurt her. You touch her again, and I will end you.”

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I'm posting this... but you guys continue it. :D

Cole had managed to create his own little army… his own very female run army. Sure he had Derek, but Derek didn’t really count with how often Keera and Lillian assured that he would remain out of the fray. He had to admit, his girls were powerful. Extremely powerful, and when they were together they were downright unstoppable. Keera. Bonnie. Katie. Lillian. With the four of them it was only obvious that he was able to do whatever he wanted, take whatever he wanted and be wherever he wanted in comfort.

That was true at least until SHIELD came for them. They were simply too strong and too closely bonded. Even Katie and Lillian were able to squash their dislike when it came to SHIELD. The pair managed to work together and if that was possible –well then what in the hell wasn’t?

Of course with all of their capabilities, SHIELD was able to track them down somewhere outside of Shanghai and they had to send their top team.

The top team that included Natasha Romanoff, Danny Cook, Clint Barton, James Pierce and Elle Holt.

Not what they needed.

All five were friends, companions, confidents of this separate group. The group that had been deemed “evil” all because they refused to live under SHIELDs rule. They refused to be their puppets and hide their powers. They lived free and out in the open, but evidently that meant they needed to be taught a lesson and squashed. Squashed by their friends.

Bonnie had been the first to see the helicopter, and she was the one that came into the house with somber face. “Guys…”

She didn’t need to say anymore, they could hear it. Hear the approaching squad and the thowping of the blades. An ambush. They were going to be attacked and the only way out was going to be to fight through it.

Keera and Lillian’s eyes met briefly and Lillian flicked her chin up. “We’ve got to get them out of here first.” The two were then lost in a private conversation, having to worry about the boys that had done nothing wrong other than love them. They were completely innocent, they hadn’t taken any part in any of the tasks that the girls had, they were just along for the ride. All because of this stupid love business.  No words passed between the friends, just a long stare before Lillian was reeling backward and at Cole’s side.

“Doc, get them out of here. Now, before it’s too late. They’ll hate us for it, but they can’t hate us if they’re dead. Do it now.”

Sometimes Cole felt like a commander in a war. He was just trying to stay alive, to live his life and keep these girls alive. But it was always a battle, and now it seemed like the real war was starting. His hard gaze fell on Lillian and then Keera in turn for a long moment before he finally nodded his head. Honestly he would have loved the additional powers of Derek and Noah, but clearly he wasn’t going to get his way – fighting both Keera and Lillian on something was a losing battle – a lesson he learned quite a long, long time ago.

“NOW.”

Lillian’s demanding voice snapped him into gear and he nodded, Keera standing close to him as he seemed to slip out of it, to concentrate on puppeting the two far, far away from them, something that wasn’t easy for him since he had actually grown rather fond of the two geniuses. It was just nice to have some testosterone around with all of these women – though Dickens testosterone level was questionable.

"So are we going to fight, or just sit around and wait for them to show up, zap us and drag us all back to that school?" Katie's voice broke through the silence as her and Bonnie stood side by side, mirror images of one another with their arms crossed.

Four sets of eyes settled on Cole and he cleared his throat gently.

"We fight."  

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“Derek? Derek! DEREK!”

Speed wasn’t going to help her this time, in fact it seemed like her speed was fighting against it, it was reversing. Instead of speeding up she was stuck and time was slowed. The scene was playing out right in front o her and there was absolutely nothing that she could do about it.

One second he was looking at her with a playful grin on his face, of course, that’s how he always looked at her. The tip of his head, the half smile, the wide, innocent eyes that always drew her in. The next she was watching him slowly fall to the ground, his smile replaced with a look of shock but his eyes were still on hers. Those bright blue eyes had faded… the light was slowly draining out and there was nothing she could do about it.

Before she was even able to start forward, two sets of arms had wound around her and pinned her arms behind her back. “DEREK!” Her throat was quickly beginning to ache from her screaming. Her speed wasn’t working, nothing was working. Her combat training was gone. The only thing she could think about was getting to him and bringing that light back, putting that smile on his face.

“DEREK!”

Screaming again didn’t help, she was completely helpless as he fell to the ground. First to his knees, one hand pressed against his chest, and then he fell backward, lying on his back and staring up at the blank sky that meant nothing to him. The man that had been behind him retreated backward, holding the wet blade that had skewered through Derek like he was nothing. There was a sick grin on his face when his eyes met Keera’s.

“Whoops.”

Her hands were still tied behind her back, but right now, that wasn’t going to stop her. The rage that had lit through her body with that idiot’s smile was flaming hot and burning now. With a yell she whipped around and managed to roundhouse kick the first man in the jaw, a loud crack echoing through the hills when she did so. The second man came for her, but that was a mistake as she slammed her foot down against the front of his shin. Ouch.

She wouldn’t cry. She was going to fix this.

In a blink she was at Derek’s side, on the ground and staring at him, trying hard to free her hands from behind her back.

“Hold on. Just hang on, alright? You’re going to be okay, we’re going to get some help. Someone has to be around. Someone.”

With that she sat back on her feet and glanced around quickly.

“SOMEONE HELP! HELP!”

Her dark hair was falling into her face as she stared down at him and he managed to lift a blood covered hand to brush her hair back and then gently touch her face.

“You know I love you, right? You’re going to be okay, I promise. It’s all going to be okay… shhh.”

He was consoling her. He was there, dying, bleeding to death and she couldn’t do a thing. Sure she could have ran and brought someone back with her, but she couldn’t make herself leave. She was too afraid of what she’d find when she came back. So she stayed. She stayed and dropped her head against his shoulder in silence.

“Cowboy don’t you leave me…”

Finally she whispered the words in his ear as his breathing began to shallow out. A small smile tugged on his lips as he tipped her chin up so he could look at her.

“Never, not-ma’am. I’ll never leave you.”

With that, his fingers fell from her face and he went still. In that very same moment it began to rain. The water poured down on the pair, the world continuing on as if nothing had happened while Keera’s entire existence went into limbo. How symbolic, he was gone and now it was raining. Always raining.