Just wanted to share this fanfic snippet I wrote
It’s still a work in progress but I think the idea is kinda cool✨
“Cassandra” (mentioned below) is an OC of mine.
With Cassandra’s plea heavy on his mind, Jetstream silently consults Monsoon, who gives him an approving nod. Jetstream sighs before turning to Raiden. “Well, looks like this calls for a truce.” Jetstream extends his hand out for Raiden to shake.
Raiden turns cautiously towards Jetstream. He stares intensely at Jetstream’s hand, conflicting thoughts clearly holding him back.
“Well don’t leave me hanging.” Chuckles Jetstream.
Raiden’s eyes squeeze tight as he pushes down a groan. His eyes shoot back open to meet Jetstream’s. “Don’t make me regret this.” Raiden’s hand firmly grips Jetstream’s at last, putting a smile on the samurai’s face. Monsoon and Raiden exchange a cordial handshake as well.
“Thank you for your cooperation cyborgs. Your combined strength will be critical for this mission.”
Raiden steps ever so slightly towards the screen. “So when do we start?”
“Now.” Cassandra’s response drops like a weighted ball.
Raiden’s eyes scrunch in confusion. “Wait, what?”
“Steel yourselves, cyborgs. A rouge alien is quickly approaching your position.”
With no time to prepare, an alien explodes through the ceiling, scattering shards of glass in its wake. It lunges at Monsoon, pinning him to the floor and clamping down hard on his helmet. Monsoon struggles a bit before kicking it off. The alien sails across the warehouse before disappearing in the sea of crates. Jetstream quickly checks on Monsoon while Raiden sprints after the creature. “I’m fine! Don’t let it get away!” Monsoon demands. Though clearly concerned, Jetstream nods and takes off to join Raiden.
Raiden and Jetstream finally have the creature cornered. The rouge alien lets out an aggressive wail when suddenly, one of Monsoon’s sai impales the creature’s head through the roof of its gaping mouth — pinning its lifeless body to the wall. Monsoon stands atop a stack of crates, sparks flying out the cracks in his helmet. Monsoon drops down from the crates and summons his sai back to him.
“That alien did a number on you.” Raiden comments. “You gonna be okay?”
Jetstream instinctively moves closer to Monsoon, his features racked with concern.
“Yeah..” Sighs Monsoon, slightly unsteady on his feet. “I’ll be.. I’ll be fine…” Monsoon’s strength gives out and he suddenly falls backwards. Jetstream catches Monsoon and sets him down gently on the warehouse floor.
“Monsoon! What’s wrong?! Answer me!” Pleads Jetstream. “Dammit! I don’t know what to do!”
Raiden kneels down by Monsoon, an idea forming. “I think know someone who can help.”
Jetstream slowly meets Raiden’s gaze, his eyes filled with reluctance. He has no choice but to trust Raiden…