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Post by Claude LeBeau on Apr 17, 2012 23:12:43 GMT 1
His index fingers were on the triggers, he had a gun in each hand. The Cajun bit his upper lip as he waited. He could hear them coming, trying to be quiet but it wasn't working. He had a pretty good idea where they were two. His back was pressed up hard against the tree that was giving him cover. He popped from behind his cover for a moment before returning to his hidden spot. He had taken in everything in the moment.
It was time to move, he burst out from behind cover. Guns raised in a quick movement and his fingers started squeezing the triggers while a battlecry boomed out from his throat. The two kids were hit by the watery ammunition, streaks of moisture across an old red t-shirt and a similar one in pink. His fearsome opponents laughed with excited glee as they unloaded super soakers on the red and black eyed foe that towered above them, his dinky pistols were no match!
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Post by Piper Hale on May 3, 2012 1:20:35 GMT 1
If things had been a bit different, she had no idea where they would be now. Certainly not married, at least, and Addie and Stevie never would have been born, and certainly she wouldn't be pregnant again. She would probably still be working with SHIELD and in command of something or another by now. He would still be an assassin.
And most importantly?
Piper Hale and Claude LeBeau would still be alive. It was tragic, really. Piper had been a promising SHIELD agent. She had a high success rate on her missions, and SHIELD believed that she was the one who could finally bring down two notorious assassins- Deathstroke and Gambit the Terminator. She succeeded in her second mission, and almost was successful in her first... but at a cost. She had gone after them together, and later SHIELD agents determined that was her fatal mistake. Piper Hale had gotten over confident, and that was her downfall. Not much remained at the scene- Gambit had apparently seen to that before he died. There had been an obvious explosion- a massive one. The only things that was left of Piper Hale and Claude LeBeau was a bit of blood and scraps of hair and uniforms. Apparently, Claude knew that he was going to die and decided to take Piper with him. A tragic end to an aspiring career. Or rather, that's what it was to anyone who had known them.
She was Lily now, and he was Jean-Luc. She taught dance lessons, he ran a small construction company... it was a far cry from what they both used to do. But Piper was happy, though. She and Claude were together- and she wouldn't trade that for the world.
Piper... Lily... was sitting on a lawn chair in their back yard, relaxing as she watched her children run about the back yard, playing with super soakers. Addie mainly, Stevie just toddled around after his sister and tried to imitate what she was doing. He was still a bit young, but he insisted on playing with his sister and father- and as long as they were careful, Piper was rather lenient with him.
Stevie and Addie had no idea what their parents used to do. They had no idea that, for what they did, they would be wanted criminals if anyone knew they were still alive. And as long as Lily was concerned, they would never find out.
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