Ellya
oi mate
Frank Castle
"We don't stand a chance, do we?"
The words rung about in his head for a while as he helped Ellie to her feet. Frank didn't have any interest in sugarcoating it for her. They were barely a blip on the radar for even some of the people here at this very moment. The versions of Drax and Gamora he was familiar with, at least, were far, far beyond anything he could muster. Supposedly, Drax's battles with Thanos had been so destructive that entire planets had been destroyed. In Murder's past, he'd found himself making a difference. Maybe not in the way others did, but he had. So had she, but... not in a way he wanted to encourage. In the end, he settled on an honest answer. "You and me? Not a chance in Hell, but if I'm gonna die here, I'm gonna be biting, kicking, and screaming the whole way." Given the completely deadpan delivery and the complete lack of change in his expression, it was difficult to tell whether there was meant to be any humor in what he said. Frank really didn't have a very expressive face, and this was largely by choice. Wearing your heart on your sleeve, in his experience, had never done anything but cost him dearly.
All the noise brought a lot more attention than he'd wanted. Everyone and their mother came running out of the ship to see what was happening, it felt like, from the woman he'd pointed his gun at to the kid that had been talking to Drax. The old vigilante rocked onto his heels. He took a few steps back, and considered leaving, but decided to stay. At least, for the moment. After all, he had just said that he would have Ellie's back. Wouldn't really sell the point if he left. So, instead, he simply looked past the mushy showing of affection everyone directed at the girl. At the remark about his arm, it was as though it were only just then dawning on him. A dull ache slowly rose from the wound as he looked at for the first time. The knife had gone right through his clothes and left a pretty nasty gash. The numerous scars around it made it abundantly clear this wasn't new, but it was still bleeding a fair amount, as flesh wounds are wont to do. The cloth around the wound was already soaking into a deep crimson. "You cut a hole in my sleeve," Frank remarked dryly, putting his hands into the pockets of his coat.
When she looked to him after remarking that this wasn't her first time in a place like this, he didn't say anything. All he offered was a very slight, but affirming, nod. She didn't need to say anything more to any of them. Didn't owe it to anybody but herself. There still wasn't much else to read from the old man, but his expression did soften the tiniest bit. Maybe that little give meant something. Maybe his jaw got tired. His eyes didn't move off Ellie as the freak with the pair of guns explained what was happening. Ganondorf wasn't an entirely unfamiliar name, but he couldn't quite place it. Either way, from what he could gather, it probably wouldn't be the same Ganondorf anyways. The explanation didn't clear much up other than that this Ganon was somehow involved. It was around then that Ellie made eye contact with him again.
There was something in her eyes. She looked surprisingly... genuine. For an instant, in her place, he saw Lisa. The Lisa he lost in Central park decades ago. She wasn't much younger than Ellie. A few years. She had darker hair, and smiled more. Ellie was taller. More athletic. They had one thing in common. Those wide, earnest eyes. His expression darkened, more than anything. After a few seconds, he gave first, looking away to watch the others leaving the Milano. He barely registered that she was trying not to curse. The apology did get his attention back. If he caught her eye after it, he nodded once more. Again, barely noticeable, but it was there. When Atreus walked over, his eyes moved between the two children. The boy was a bit younger than Ellie. Both would need his help, though Atreus admittedly seemed a bit less... hostile, his eyes moving down to the growing red stain on his sleeve.
After a few more moments of waiting, Frank stepped past the others up to the two. Unless directly addressed by someone other than the two kids, he was pretty clearly trying to avoid talking to them. Walking into the middle of the group made him feel like he was about to get jumped, and it showed. His shoulders tensed, and his gait changed. He looked like an animal about to jump like a bullet shot from a gun. "Jury's out on whether or not I like you, kid... Ellie. Still, I'm gonna do my best to make sure you walk away from here in one piece. Not like last time." Whatever it takes. Figured he'd keep that to himself. His head turned slightly, eyes settling on Atreus. "Don't go anywhere, boy. You're sticking with me, too, long as we're in this shit." As with Ellie, there was no uncertainty in his voice. This was a command, not a suggestion.
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Ellie eventually let go of the hug to see a smiling Atreus, and she couldn't help but shake her head a bit and smile back. "Thanks, kid..."
The way Frank felt like it was his duty to protect Ellie, Ellie felt the same way about Atreus. Neither of them would ever admit it though. The boy gave a look and a smile up at Frank, giving a firm and resounding "Yes, sir!" even without needing to be told to. His Father kept him disciplined enough to always respond that way, which was in a way sad, but it was a hell of a change from Ellie. Where the girl would throw everything she had at Frank to try and defy him, the boy just accepted instantly, recognizing the man's authority. "We'll all stick together!" Probably slightly less comforting news for Frank.
The boy stuffed his notebook back into a little pouch on his belt. and looked up at the man. The same way Ellie's eyes betrayed her uncertainty and weakness, Atreus' eyes betrayed the opposite. They were still the eyes of a curious young boy, but something about his expression was hardened as well. That along with the long scars across his face told Frank that this boy had definitely seen some shit too. Nevertheless, he kept a smile on. "I'm Atreus, from Midgard."
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