Warren Worthington III // Angel (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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x_muses2014-10-25 02:30 am
whoneedsahalo) wrote in x_muses2014-10-25 02:30 am
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[ narrative ] "Broken angel..."
It hadn't taken Warren long at all to realise he had fucked up.
It wasn't any small fuck up either. It was an incredibly large and stupid fuck up. Because he was emotionally invested. That was the biggest Achilles Heel anyone could have, and he fucking fell for it. Literally. He had received an anonymous text message telling him that John had been kidnapped and was being held in an old abandoned building in Queens. Little had he realised at the time was that John had received exactly the same text message, only to him, it was telling him Warren had been kidnapped.
Warren had been at the Mansion, hunched over a pile of papers that he was trying to wade through so he could have some time with John later. That had been the plan, and in the meantime, John went into Manhattan with Remy to a club for a few hours. Warren was stuck back at the school, because he had agreed to step in at the helm while Emma and Scott were away, and it wasn't a responsibility he never took lightly. He was basically their 2IC and it was his job to make sure everything was kept in fucking line while they were gone so they didn't come back to a school that had been flattened to rubble... again.
At first, John and Warren had kept their hook-up a secret. It had gone on for months without anyone knowing. Warren had a massive reputation as a millionaire playboy, so it was no foreign concept for him to get around the school covered in hickies. No one questioned anything. But they outed each other one day in the Danger Room in the midst of a fiery (literally) argument and instead of killing each other in the heat of the moment, they ended up snogging right in front of Rogue. Rogue told them they would keep their secret, but it got more and more difficult, and more and more irritating to pull off. Warren got bored with the secrets and hiding, he confronted John who had, at the time, voiced his angry opposition to it because he was worried if they went public, they could be used against each other. Especially considering his past involvements.
Warren had basically told him to go fuck himself, and if he didn't want to come out of the mutant gay/homo/queer/whatever the label people wanted to use closet, he was done. Now, standing atop this multi-storey dilapidated building in a ferocious fight with scorned ex-Brother team mate of John's, he was regretting the fact he ever forced John's hand to take their relationship public. The text message had been a trap to get Warren there, and because the Brotherhood were basically a pack of rabid, pissed off, and vengeful dickheads, it had been revealed as soon as Warren got there that he was going to be killed as revenge on John for quitting the Brotherhood and defecting back to the X-Men.
Warren put up the best fight he could, but the guy had come prepared, whilst Warren had been completely blindsided. Not only did the fucker have back-up, but their collective powers were stronger than Warren's. There was only so much he could do with wings and flight. Especially when one of his wings had now seemed to be completely lame and numb. As soon as he had been led on a chase up to the top of the building to try to rescue John, he had been shot in the wing with some sort of dart that rapidly caused it to be completely useless to him. He brought a gun, because had learned to never go anywhere unarmed with two gigantic targets stuck to his back.
He had been cornered and surrounded, backed right up onto the ledge of the building, gun aimed at at least one of the evil pricks. Of course they were going to just laugh at him, and that was what they were doing when John suddenly burst out of the fire escape onto the rooftop. And he was one angry bitch, to say the least. Had they planned to bring John here just at this point so he could watch them kill Warren as the ultimate revenge? Mostly likely, because that was when one of the enemy mutants pulled a gun of his own and shot Warren in the shoulder, the bullet so close range, it went through his shoulder and pierced his other wing.
The force of the impact made him lose balance and he fell backwards over the ledge, right as John was roaring furiously as his old 'friends'. Thank god for small miracles, maybe, because Warren was already unconscious before he hit the ground, floors below, in a crumpled mess of broken bones and blood-soaked feathers strewn over the pavement.
It wasn't any small fuck up either. It was an incredibly large and stupid fuck up. Because he was emotionally invested. That was the biggest Achilles Heel anyone could have, and he fucking fell for it. Literally. He had received an anonymous text message telling him that John had been kidnapped and was being held in an old abandoned building in Queens. Little had he realised at the time was that John had received exactly the same text message, only to him, it was telling him Warren had been kidnapped.
Warren had been at the Mansion, hunched over a pile of papers that he was trying to wade through so he could have some time with John later. That had been the plan, and in the meantime, John went into Manhattan with Remy to a club for a few hours. Warren was stuck back at the school, because he had agreed to step in at the helm while Emma and Scott were away, and it wasn't a responsibility he never took lightly. He was basically their 2IC and it was his job to make sure everything was kept in fucking line while they were gone so they didn't come back to a school that had been flattened to rubble... again.
At first, John and Warren had kept their hook-up a secret. It had gone on for months without anyone knowing. Warren had a massive reputation as a millionaire playboy, so it was no foreign concept for him to get around the school covered in hickies. No one questioned anything. But they outed each other one day in the Danger Room in the midst of a fiery (literally) argument and instead of killing each other in the heat of the moment, they ended up snogging right in front of Rogue. Rogue told them they would keep their secret, but it got more and more difficult, and more and more irritating to pull off. Warren got bored with the secrets and hiding, he confronted John who had, at the time, voiced his angry opposition to it because he was worried if they went public, they could be used against each other. Especially considering his past involvements.
Warren had basically told him to go fuck himself, and if he didn't want to come out of the mutant gay/homo/queer/whatever the label people wanted to use closet, he was done. Now, standing atop this multi-storey dilapidated building in a ferocious fight with scorned ex-Brother team mate of John's, he was regretting the fact he ever forced John's hand to take their relationship public. The text message had been a trap to get Warren there, and because the Brotherhood were basically a pack of rabid, pissed off, and vengeful dickheads, it had been revealed as soon as Warren got there that he was going to be killed as revenge on John for quitting the Brotherhood and defecting back to the X-Men.
Warren put up the best fight he could, but the guy had come prepared, whilst Warren had been completely blindsided. Not only did the fucker have back-up, but their collective powers were stronger than Warren's. There was only so much he could do with wings and flight. Especially when one of his wings had now seemed to be completely lame and numb. As soon as he had been led on a chase up to the top of the building to try to rescue John, he had been shot in the wing with some sort of dart that rapidly caused it to be completely useless to him. He brought a gun, because had learned to never go anywhere unarmed with two gigantic targets stuck to his back.
He had been cornered and surrounded, backed right up onto the ledge of the building, gun aimed at at least one of the evil pricks. Of course they were going to just laugh at him, and that was what they were doing when John suddenly burst out of the fire escape onto the rooftop. And he was one angry bitch, to say the least. Had they planned to bring John here just at this point so he could watch them kill Warren as the ultimate revenge? Mostly likely, because that was when one of the enemy mutants pulled a gun of his own and shot Warren in the shoulder, the bullet so close range, it went through his shoulder and pierced his other wing.
The force of the impact made him lose balance and he fell backwards over the ledge, right as John was roaring furiously as his old 'friends'. Thank god for small miracles, maybe, because Warren was already unconscious before he hit the ground, floors below, in a crumpled mess of broken bones and blood-soaked feathers strewn over the pavement.