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Chaos’s com was full of static at first. “You’ve got some nerve contacting ME for help, Mysterion”, muttered the villain. He sighed, glancing at the photo on his desk, a photo of his alter ego’s life. Leopold “Butters” McCormick, and he was posing with his husband, the love of his life, Kenny McCormick. If ANYTHING happened to Kenny, Chaos would kill everyone in this city, and then himself.
Mysterion’s ragged breath came on the other line, letting out a raspy, broken, “Help…”. It was followed by a pained hiss that made even Chaos uncomfortable. Then, Mysterion started sobbing. Chaos swallowed as he continued, “Y-You’re the closest person I could- argh! Call!”. Mysterion, crying?
“Calm down, Mysqueerion”, half-teased Chaos. “What’s wrong? Talk to me”.
“Hurts”, the hero gasped out, “Fucking hurts!”.
Chaos gripped at the desk, shooting a look at the photo again. Why was his heart ACHING like Kenny was the one talking to him?
“Where are you?”, he asked gruffly, trying to muffle his emotion, heading out his lair door.
“So-somewhere, fuck!”, Mysterion moaned pitifully, “Somewhere in… city park…”, he said, obviously clenching his teeth. The line went dangerously quiet.
“Hey, Hey!”, Chaos snapped his fingers, “Stay with me, ‘Sterion! Keep talking to me! What happened!?”.
“That fuckin’ fatass!”, Mysterion gasped out, “Fuckin’ Coon- He jumped me and shot me up with some burning shit! It BURNS, Chaos!”.
Chaos’ heart rate was picking up at the sound of Mysterion’s pained crying. It reminded LEO of KENNY for some reason.
He swiftly got in his car, FUCK traffic laws, speed limits could FUCK themselves. He needed to get to Ken- MYSTERION.
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Mysterion was WRITHING and THRASHING on the ground. The injection site STUNG like a bitch and burned like Hellfire. His veins were SCORCHING from the inside. He was so focused on the PAIN he couldn’t register the rapidly approaching footsteps toward him.
Chaos dropped to his knees and pulled Mysterion into his lap gently, “I’m right here”, the villain said, slightly out of breath, “It’s okay”.
“Make it stop”, begged Mysterion, tears streaming down his face, leaking through his mask, “PLEASE”.
Chaos was unsure of what to do, and he was STRESSING. He COULD have taken Mysterion to the hospital, but that risked compromise of his identity! What would Kenny think? He could only come up with ONE solution.
“Mysterion, listen”, Chaos said gently, “I’ve got a sedative in my belt. It will put you to sleep until whatever this is wears off. Do you trust me?”.
Mysterion only replied in an agonized cry that nearly broke his character, sounding EXACTLY like Kenny. That was enough for Leo. He swiftly took the syringe out of the belt pocket, gently bringing it to Mysterion’s skin. He injected it, watching Mysterion closely, face contorted in pain as his cries died down to sniffles.
Mysterion was still in pain, but it was growing more distant as his eyes grew heavier. The last thing he felt was Chaos lifting him bridal style before he completely blacked out.
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The first thing Mysterion felt upon coming to was the faintest burning sensation throughout his body, and then a hand running through his hair. He opened his eyes and turned his head to the side. There was Leo.
“Leo…?”.
“Kenny…”.
Kenny quickly reached up for his face, feeling for his mask before he looked at his husband of three years, “Where…?”. This wasn’t their house. He took in Leo’s attire, eyes widening softly.
“I’m… sorry, Ken”, whispered Leo, his Chaos helmet just to the side.
Kenny was dazed, blinking slowly, “You’re…”.
“Yeah… and YOU’RE Mysterion”, Leo said softly.
They were quiet for a moment, neither of them looking at the other before Leo spoke up, “How are you feeling?”, he whispered.
“Still kinda hurts”, admitted Kenny, “But… much better than earlier”.
“Good… that’s good”, Leo said, fidgeting a bit with his cape, staring ahead.
Mysterion looked around, “This your base?”.
“Yeah”, nodded Leo.
“Not bad”, said Kenny as he shifted a little, “…Hey. Thanks…”.
“Yeah. Always”, Leo said softly, “…I know I’m stupid for asking, but could we just pretend… that this won’t come between us?”.
“We don’t have to pretend”, Kenny quickly replied, “Because it DOESN’T need to come between us… But why? Why did you choose THIS life?”.
“Same reason you chose yours”, Leo hummed, “Corruption in people like our parents… You think people can be saved, can be redeemed, and I… I do not”.
“Ah”, Kenny nodded and sighed, “That’s a shame”.
“…Let’s pretend I COULD be redeemed”, said Leo, “That I WASN’T a bad guy… could a few good deeds cancel out the bad deeds?”.
“That’s just it”, Kenny said, sitting up more, “I don’t believe in GOOD guys and BAD guys, I think we’re all just… Guys”, he explained, “Sometimes we do good things, sometimes we do bad things. Sometimes we do things that aren’t GOOD nor BAD… I think it all depends on your heart, and your intentions, rather than the actions themselves… I know you Leo. You would never hurt GOOD people- or… people who do GOOD things. You only stand up against people YOU view as doing BAD things. Does that make sense?”.
“I guess so”, Leo sighed, moving to get up from where he was sitting, at Kenny’s bedside.
“Wait!”, Kenny moved to get up, “Where are you- ack!”, he overestimated his ability to support himself, shaky knees buckling in a snap. Leo whipped around and caught him, letting Kenny fall into him and actually feel his armor. “Huh… I thought this was muscle for the longest time”, he said, pink dusting his cheeks, giving Leo’s arms a squeeze, “Padding?”.
“Padding”, Leo confirmed, helping Kenny back on the bed, “You were sedated, remember?”.
“I wasn’t really paying attention”, Kenny muttered, “I was kinda distracted by the practical molten lava in my veins”.
“Okay, well”, Leo sighed, “I guess that would make sense…”. He trailed off, flashing back to Kenny’s trembling form, “But you’re still gonna be weak and out of it for a while… Just rest. Wait for me, I’ll be back soon”.
“Okay, but where are you going?”, repeated the tired blonde.
Leo pulled the covers up to Kenny’s chin, having a dark look in his eyes. “Too kick Coon’s ass into the sun for hurting you of course”, he said, planting a gentle kiss on Kenny’s head.
“That’s hot”, Kenny chuckled, melting back into his pillow.
“So… this count as just a guy doing a bad thing? Or is this just a guy doing a good thing?”.
“I think this is just a guy doing a SMART thing”, deadpanned Kenny.
Leo laughed a little, turning to plot his revenge. After all, no one hurts HIS Mysterion- HIS Kenny, and gets away with it.