Jennifer Hill ℘ [Clark Kent] (womanofsteel) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2012-07-19 12:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | connor bone, jennifer hill, nate henderson, rachel young |
Who. Jennifer Hill & Connor Bone (later Rachel Young & Nate Henderson)
What. Getting Connor back
Where. Central Park, NY
When. Thursday evening, July 19th 2012
Warnings. Some violence, probably
Well, the recon mission to retrieve Connor had mostly gone according to plan. Samantha and Stu had set out to track him down, but just when they thought they had him, Loki's drone had gotten smart. He'd ditched the tracker Samantha put on him somewhere in Brooklyn, and the two spies had to keep going blind. Despite that they probably would have found him eventually, but Jen wasn't just faster. She also had excellent hearing. The minute she'd heard over the comms that Connor had ditched his tracker in Brooklyn, Jen had taken to the air, keeping her ears out for any audible signs of him. She was irrationally determined to find him, even though she knew there wasn't much she could do once she did. She couldn't hit him anywhere without making more of him, but she couldn't leave him to be some brainwashed slave to a crazy god anymore either.
Not just because he'd blown up the X-Mansion and got a lot of people hurt, some even killed. And not just because he'd tried to do the same to the Avengers, because he was her friend, and Jennifer Hill never left her friends behind. In some ways Connor had even become the closest thing to a father figure she'd ever had, and for a girl who'd never really known her actual father? That wasn't something she could just throw away. They'd crossed the DC/Marvel barrier and forged a relationship based off of friendship and trust, and that hadn't changed. Connor wasn't himself, his mind had been tampered with by a mad man, and Jen was going to help fix him if it was the last thing she ever did. So what if the kryptonite ring was out there somewhere? Clark lived with the threat of his only weakness every day, and so could she.
Jen picked up Connor's voice from the air hovering just over Central Park, and she frowned. Was he trying to double back and finish the job on the Avenger's mansion? She couldn't let that happen. The reincarnate of Superman didn't hesitate to touch down in a mercifully vacant part of the park, just twenty or so feet from where Connor was actually standing, and she blinked once in surprise before recovering. "Connor-" she spoke up after a moment's hesitation, hands balling into fists where she stood her ground and fought to keep her voice steady. It was actually pretty painful to see her friend like this. Someone so not Connor that she had to remind herself he wasn't her friend right now. "It's time to stop this."