Thanks to Killerarmyguy for the edits
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Chapter One
Aron Carter, aka Void, was playing Talon while his hunt for the Collector continued; he wanted to keep his daughter from the past safe from his attention. He felt so exposed as he stood on the ledge of a building as he helped Jill suss out a crime that caught her attention that the rest overlooked. Peering over as her suit's camouflage deactivated as Jill came to stand beside him.
"They're in there," Jill stated. A deep shade of black raced across its surface as her fingers moved across the control panel embedded into the wrist of her gloves.
"So," waving his hand towards the building, "how do you want to handle this?" Aron asked, not that he didn't know she could handle herself. That didn't mean he didn't worry about her safety; he was her father; after all, he just wasn't the same man from a different timeline.
"Stealth," Jill, aka Moonlight, said firmly. "Like we used to do," she whispered low, her hand sliding into his, glad that he came along with her on this. It reminded her so much of how her father was when she became his sidekick.
"After you?" Aron suggested with a wave of his hand. His eyes moved along her gait as Jill backed up before turning into a run and firing off the rockets in her boots that were fueled by the radiation she absorbed. Then he, too, heard the light howl of the wind in his ears as he, too, took to the air.
"You know, Talon you remind me of someone I used to know," Jill teased with a smirk as she clocked out her hip as she watched how he rose to his feet from his roll to muffle his landing.
"Oh? You'll have to tell me about it sometime," Aron said, playing along with the ruse that they didn't know each other in case someone was listening.
"Mmmhmm," Jill hummed low as she led him toward the stairwell. Looking down when he took hold of her wrist, pondering why Arron was staring at his hand. Unbeknownst to her, Aron's eyes moved down the screen in his mask as Veil displayed the chemical markers left behind by the men.
"I thought they were nothing but smugglers," Aron whispered, bringing Jill down to a squat.
"Yeah, why I chose this group, compared to the other foes we've faced together, this will be a cakewalk."
"Don't get overconfident," Aron whispered, "well, then I guess these smugglers have good connections," he warned as he and Veil noticed the traces of particles that only came from high-grade energy weapons. No normal smuggler could afford such weapons. "We need to look for a port, so she," referring to Veil, "can jack into their network. See if we can't find the name of this supplier."
Tapping lightly on his shoulder as they crept down the hall, pointing to the room to the right of them only reading one heat signature within. Jill struck out in a flash as the man was slow to respond to her, smiling at her father as he gently laid the man on the floor.
"How long will this take?" Jill whispered, standing guard over him. Not that he needed guarding; he was invulnerable and the world's strongest man.
"Not long, not a network around that can keep Veil out," Aron stated, wondering how Veil was taking the praise back at their base. "Sit that guy up so we can question him, then see if anyone is coming. If there is, you know what to do," he directed, seeing her nod in response.
Scanning around in the dark corridor, looking for any body heat near them then scanning where her targets were at. Returning back to his side once she knew where they were within the building, noticing the scowl on Aron's lips. "Is something the matter, Talon?" she asked, keeping her voice low.
"Yeah, just waiting to hear back from Sara about an image Veil found on their network. He filled in the blanks for me when he came to," he said, his hand shook as he pointed his thumb in the man's direction.
"And what did he say?" Jill inquired, keeping her eagerness in check when it sounded like their case was going to be extended.
"Oh, just another crumb to follow when my new suit is finished," Aron answered vaguely.
"But we are seeing this through to the end, aren't we?"
"We are, but we might need to include my team if it appears to be who I think it is," Aron said seriously.
"Only when or if it's necessary, okay?" Jill spoke in a pouty, playful voice.
"Hey, this is your case," Aron stated with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Thank you for coming out tonight with me; it really means a lot to me," Jill said sweetly as the signs of her fight with the smugglers marred her form. "It felt so much like it always did when we would go out."
"Happy to help, gave me time to let my mind just work on a problem in the back of my head," Aron said affectionately.
"When he's gone, you're going back to being Void, aren't you?" Jill asked in a wifely tone as her chin rested on his shoulder. She knew he never really fit into the hero life; her thumb brushed affectionately along his bicep as she realized they weren't all that different from one another.
"Feel so naked in this thing," Aron spoke, looking down at his body.
"Then we should get you home so no one catches a glimpse of this sexy body of yours," Jill purred, her hand roamed alluringly along Aron's defined chest.
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"You sure this hunk of frost is going to be a match for him?" Banshee spoke in a condescending tone as she gestured at the contraption that held the cyborg Red Scare, whose remains were cybernetically enhanced when they brought his body on-line after the fight with the original Void.
"No, but we do need to test him, to probe for a weakness for when he arrives," the Collector stated, his android eyes running over the frozen capsule in front of him. "He has already demonstrated how far he goes," waving towards the screen; while he didn't have a stake in that war, he did keep an eye on it, "as you see, some of the moves are identical," he said, bringing up the last fight they had where his organic body was killed by Void.
"I know he's an android like me. He'll be a good distraction to see if we can break into his software," he said
with an evil grin.
