Stay With Me

open your eyes

The cube sat upon the table, observed by the four around it. Megamind hurriedly stood up and began pacing, mumbing to himself while Minion did his best to clean the blue cube with some spray and a towel.

"Mr Metro, I don't understand. What could we be missing?" You looked up at the stoic man, but he did not return the action.

"Here Im just a man. With powers, not smarts. I could barely tell times tables to square roots."

You sighed heavily, laying your upper body flat against the table, deep in thought. But for a moment you eyed the blue man who had made his way to the calculation board and was smudging incorrect equations and rewriting them. "Megamind," you started, making your way to him. "Is there a way you can gather some of the blood from.. Me and some from (y/n) and maybe we can figure out something from there? Possibly wake (f/n) up long enough to tell us what to do?"

Megamind placed his hand on the board, and looked at you slow. "I'm.. Im not sure. The ick is growing quickly, and will do so far quicker with her out of the state she currently resides. It's risky."

"These problems are getting us now where. It's worth the try."

Megamind grimaced, then looked over at his beloved, a cube, and stared at the floor deep in thought. "I'm worried. What if we can't do it? What if we take her out and she..." His voice hitched, clearly not ready to come to terms that he may lose his lover.

"Hey, I'm a med student. Quickest hands in the West. She will be in and out in a doozy, like she didn't even leave the cube."

Minion, who had seemed to overhear the conversation came with a small box, seemingly stolen from the hospital months back, as for the dust wafted in the air as he managed to blow on it. "I say we do it."

Megamind closed his eyes and took out his gun, handing it to Minion. "Please," he spoke in anguish. "Make it quick.

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A blue band tightened around your wrist, as you propped it up upon a table. Sucking in a quick breath, you placed the sharp needle into your skin and began to slowly draw the blood into the syringe, feeding it into a small bottle. About 4 bottles were taken, and you popped the needle out and placed your thumb over the wound, allowing it to clot. The bottles were taken by Minion, placed on a little vial table as he marked each one with an 'E2', most likely meaning 'earth two'.

You shook the anxious feeling from your hands, and grabbed the cup of water. "At you ready?" You asked Megamind, who was twisting at his cape in worry.

"No more than i will ever be." He mumbled.

You slowly poured water on the cube, watching its fading blue light brighten for just a moment as it began to form into a humanoid shape. You watched as the morph came to view as yourself, only minor changes given such as hair and scars and the ever growing black that looked to rot (y/n) hand. Getting right to work, needle in hand, you placed it in the blackened arm, drawing the black red blood from the vein into the vials. Quickly and patiently you watched each one fill up only to be removed and replaced by another. You look up only momentarily to see Megamind chewing anxiously on his nails, his other hand at his gun, ready to dehydrate (y/n).

The last one was set aside, and the girl cubed once again. Momentarily there was a series of sighs, as all were worried of what would happen. You stand up, holding the vials in hand and place them in its holder, then making your way to your friend. Gently you shake them awake.

"Is it lunch time already?" They ask.

"Not quite yet, (f/n). I have vials of blood from both she and I, i need to know what we can put in them to test for a cure."

Your friend glances at you then at their feet. "What about the equation?"

"No one can understand them but you, (nickname). Not even big braniac himself."

(F/N) looked torn, and swung their legs off the bed and attempted to stand, only to have their knees buckle underneath them and to fall back onto the bed. "Let me look at it." They spoke quiply.

"You can't even stand!"

"Let. Me. Look."

Slowly you lift their back up, and turn your back to them in attempts to carry backpack style. You waddle yourself over to the best of your ability and hand (f/n) a pen.

There i silence for a minute, then they start to erase the 4 days worth of work you and the alien had been working on and watch as their eyes dart across the board, hands at lightening speed against the porcelain. You angle your body slow so they can reach across the entire board till finally they stop, throwing the pen on the ground and falling asleep. Your legs tremble at the dead weight on you and almost manage to fall if not for Cal grabbing your friend and placing them back into bed.

All eyes are now on the board, a completely different series of numbers strewn upon the white. You hadn't gotten the answer you wanted but you had hope that it would lead you closer to your goal. To heal other you and get the hell out of dodge.

Megamind stayed quiet, as both Cal and you looked at him in expectation. His eyes follow the lines of numbers and letters, till finally he grins. "I see whats going on here."

He quickly takes the blood vials and dashes from the room, running to his little workspace and furiously writing along with gathering materials.

"Where's that guy.. The one who attacked us?" You look up at the man, one who never answered by name.

"Ive placed him far enough away he shouldn't be able to be a problem. But.. I fear his power only gains stronger. You see, he was a normal man before, in love with Roxanne, was a news cameraman. Weird little guy. At some point, Megamind had become fascinated by Roxanne, and against better judgment placed a super hero serum into Hal. Angered by his crush ignoring him, he began to attack the city, only to be defeated by megamind and (y/n). It seems, though, that despite the serum being removed it is still combined within his dna, Therefor he still remains a super. He will stop at nothing to destroy what little happiness metro city has left."

".. That's the stupidest reason I've ever heard to destroy an entire city." You said appalled. So what, he had super powers. Doesnt make him any less of a total crybaby. "You are telling me i got my ass kicked by a sweaty man who sits on his ass all day?"

"He still has my powers."

You roll your eyes in disbelief. You were unsure what you were afraid of. You wiggle your arm, which had been moved from cast to gauze sling after seeing the damage was not as severe, and think back to the mini fight you had. Perhaps you could learn from his attack patterns and kick his goofy little ass.

"I got it!" Yelled the blue man, slamming his hands onto the table, nearly knocking over the fresh blood vials. "I know what we must do!"