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Canon is The Covenant

The story of my life is not gay porn. Stop calling it that. It was an important time wherein I was trying to save my life, and keep my power in the process. Get over boys in swim trunks and get on with your life.

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And I didn't "get off" on that punch. You think anyone bearing this face gets hard over pain. Trust me. I've seen the shit you've looked at with the guy with the metal arm.

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[ It's like some kind of bizarro world where Bucky is younger, looks like a spoiled rich kid, and apparently has a terrible imagination. Weird shit happens in the future, though, so this is probably par for the course. ]

Sorry, was he being punished or was someone trying to kill him?

I guess that's how you feel about spankings. You really want the details, huh?

[He just can't help himself.]

He was running his mouth, someone that was you got fed up with it and told him to assume the position. You then did a number on his ass which, if I remember correctly, he enjoyed. A lot.

Want more details?

[ Discretion being the better part of valor, Steve's just going to keep his mouth shut about how he feels about spankings. ]

You probably don't need to keep going. I think I get the gist.

[ It's time to turn this around. Or at least, try. ]

Is this the kind of thing you usually keep up on?

Good choice, the ending was kind of rushed, I felt. The whole sex thing wasn't the focus though so I can see why.

[He's trying to be helpful! Except not really.]

Usually, no, but since his crazy ass has been around, she's let the rest of the doppelgangers out of the box so I'm taking advantage of it.

[ Not helpful, buddy. Not helpful at all. But at least the topic's shifting away from Steve's participation in Bucky's kinky sex habits. ]

And you're... Which one are you? You mentioned having powers? What kind of powers?

[It's only a story. Not like it's real or anything, but now he'll be imagining it is.]

Chase Collins. Oooh, that's admitting a lot. What's the saying? If I tell you, I'll have to kill you? Inherited abilities handed down from a family line that goes back to the Burning Times. Mostly elemental.

I've though about claiming to be some of the others. One's an actual prince so could get interesting.

I don't die easily. Accelerated healing. But if it makes you feel better, I'm not the kind of guy to spread other peoples' secrets.

[ Being a prince sounds pretty interesting, but having strange powers sounds even more so. ]

Did you succeed? In keeping your power and saving your life?

[ Ignorance of Chase's less than benevolent actions makes it mighty easy for Steve to be concerned for his welfare. That and the whole doppelganger issue. It's his Achilles' heel. ]

That puts you ahead of most of the world then. Though that is pretty much what I have. Some could call it magic.

[He winced then because that was a question he wished he had an answer for.]

Million dollar question there. I say yes. For now. It will kill me eventually though.

But it's going to kill you.

[ That doesn't sound like magic at all. ]

What good is magic if it can't save your life? Isn't that what it's for?

It can, yeah. Unless I find a way to control it. Usage depletes you. Problem is, you really can't stop using.

Apparently not. In this case it's just there to taunt you, to tease you with wanting to use and killing you bit by bit when you do.

And there's no one who knows how to do anything about it? No magic expert?

We are the experts. Only ones we know like us. It's been like this for hundreds of years. Every first born son of every generation.

Maybe I could introduce you to Thor. He's from a world of magic. He might know of something that could help you.

Like the Norse god, or just a coincidence with the name?

Could be interesting, talking to other magic users. I'm really not keen on death of old age by forty. Hell, I'll be lucky to hit thirty the way I'm going.

Exactly like the Norse god. Only other one I know is his brother, but... I don't think you'll get much help from Loki.

Can you stop using it? Just for a little while? Would that help?

That's... a new level, I have to say. Known some powerful people but never a mythological god. I somehow doubt people want me talking to someone like the Loki I've read about.

Can I stop? That's a damn good question. Don't think I could. If I stop it would stop the aging. I just can't stop.

Might be worth the shot, considering the alternative.

So there's no spell that would do it? That could keep the magic contained?

Might be. Probably better than the ways I've been going. [Not that they hadn't been fun.]

Not that anyone has found. The magic is addictive, and it feeds on you every time you use. The more you use, the faster you die, but the addiction makes you want to use all the time.

[He'd never really talked about this with anyone who wasn't from home and it was definitely interesting.]

[ Steve's not a foremost expert on addiction and the serum has prevented him from learning how easy it is to rely on intoxicating substances to get him through incredibly difficult times, but he at least has experience dealing with alcoholics. ]

Is the desire to use it tied into how you're feeling or what's going on around you? If you start feeling the need, can you be distracted away from it?

[He considered what he should say, how much to share. What's the worst that happened? Another car crash? Problems could always be solved. All except one.]

No. It's always there, it possesses you. Some work past it, but they know from the beginning what it can do. I never knew. I didn't know until it was too late and I was full blown addicted.

But you can fight it. You can refuse to use it.

And if you do fight it, you can buy yourself time to find a cure. You don't have to die. You don't need to let it win.

[He isn't even sure how to explain this, and not wanting to just tell this guy off. No one's tried to help. Of course, those that might have, he tried to kill.]

There isn't a cure. The death is the price you pay for using. You get this power at thirteen and suddenly you're a god. You can do anything. You're invincible.

Five years later you find out using is a death sentence. By then you're so addicted you can't stop. I couldn't if I tried. It's natural. Like breathing.

[ That puts things in better perspective. He can't very well tell him to stop breathing. At the same time, giving up isn't something he knows how to do. ]

Then what about finding a way to prevent your death without going cold-turkey on the magic? You said it ages you. What if there was a way to combat that? You could keep your life and the magic.

[Way to confuse Chase. He wasn't even sure what to think about this. no one had put this much time and effort into him. Course, he tried to kill most around him, so that might be why.]

I had a way for it, but the person wasn't willing to play. Still trying to work around that and get him to will me his power. I'm not sure if it would last forever, but it would buy me time. Sadly that plan isn't working.

Do you do this a lot? Try and help save the lives of strangers.

Only when it's someone who needs saving.

[ And from the way it sounds, Chase needs it. From the power that's eating him alive, from the addiction, from these people who refused to help him. ]

I don't really know much about magic, but if there's a way for me to do it, then I'd like to help however I can.

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