AN: SO SORRY for the really long wait! School started, and so my entire schedule has been shoved out the window. I guess I took summer for granted. That and I kind of lost inspiration to write for a little while. The truth of the matter was that I guess I was just being lazy. This just had to be edited, and now it is. Took me half an hour at most, because i'm slow.

Anyways. I hate long author notes apologizing for not being around. I'm back now. That's all that matters.

So, Rabbitlost, please enjoy this chapter, written specifically for you! This was so fun to write. Also; the Japanese people aren't really saying anything important. If you REALLY want to know, you could go over to my AO3 account, copy paste the writing, and then post it into Google Translate or something. They're basically freaking out about the thing Thad stole. Not that important.

So, yeah, I think that's it. To the other Guest who just reviewed about Thad and his backstory; we're going to get into that very soon! I already have a generalized idea about his origins, so hurrah. That'll hopefully be out soon, and thanks for the review!

Everyone else, thanks for sticking with this story! Hope you enjoy this next chapter, and please review if anything! I love reviews!

Enjoy!

"Owen! Owen!"

"What?"

"Jenni's got a boyfriend!"

"SHE WHAT?"

Owen didn't like him from the beginning.

As soon as he heard about him, his mind went into Overprotective Brother Mode. He had freaked out. As soon as he heard, he knew he hated him. From the very first minute. Because of this, Owen refused to meet "Jimmy", said boyfriend that was obviously so not worth Jenni's time-she just couldn't see it! He found different excuses to be busy whenever she invited him out to dinner with them and refused to visit Jenni when he was over there with her.

Thad, from the beginning, was a little unnerved by it all. The experience of "dating" was one he was both unfamiliar and resentful towards. It wasn't worth his time. And, it was common knowledge that Thad enjoyed Jenni's company the most out of them all. With Jenni spending all her time with her new "boy-toy", Thad spent less and less time with her. He began to get annoyed.

Though, he only joined Owen in hating Jimmy when he went to visit Jenni one rainy day and the boyfriend had been over. Jenni had gone to the bathroom, and Jimmy had told Thad to "fuck off" and that he "wasn't wanted". Thad had stormed out, and had run over to Owen's. At first, Owen had not been impressed with the surprise visit (he was butt naked in the shower). But, after Thad had explained what went down and that he wanted revenge, Owen knew he had won him over.

Bart, on the other hand, was head over heels with the guy. Almost as much as Jenni was. He always praised him and did his weird "I'm Going To Stalk You For A Week Because I Like You" thing they had all gone through. From the way he talked about the guy, it seemed they were best buddies. Thad didn't really want to enact revenge without Bart on his side, but Owen had long since given up on getting Bart to join them.

When that kid decided on something, you'd be damned if you tried to get him to change his mind.

They tried hopelessly to convince him that the guy was bad news for Jenni, and that they had to get rid of him, but Bart called them out on their nonsense. He said that Jimmy was "super crash" and it'd "be moded if you ever tried to do something to him".

It seemed completely hopeless, until Bart ran crying into Owen's room one day. He said that Jimmy had hit him when he had been bugging him profusely about something or other. Thad had been enraged, and Owen had soon joined him in the sense of the feeling. Yes, Bart could be annoying, but you don't get to hit somebody just because they were being a nuisance.

Even if that somebody was Bart...

Which was how they managed to talk Bart into believing the guy was an asshole.

It was then and only then that they could enact their revenge.

"Alright boys! Welcome to the "Let's Kill Jimmy Secret Society"."

Bart blinked up at him, eyes wide. Thad seemed bored, picking at his nails. Owen cleared his throat.

"We are here to discuss plans in which we can kill the bastard before he can get closer and hurt Jenni." he began, "Now, here's the plan! We hire a hitman-"

"That's too easy." Thad scowled, "The answer here is obvious." Owen glared squarely at him, not happy he had been interrupted.

"And...what is said answer?" Owen questioned annoyedly.

"We construct a weapon which will distribute radioactive properties and ultraviolet lights in order to burn the victim on the spot." Thad answered as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Owen stared unblinking at him. "In other words: a ray gun."

Owen sighed. "No. That's...no. How the hell are we supposed to build a fucking ray gun, Thad? We go with the more logical answer. The hitman will allow us to-"

"We need to provide him the most pain possible." Thad deadpanned, "I believe the term is "bigger is better"?"

"I believe the term is "overkill"." Owen hissed. Bart's hand shot into the air, as though he were a student at school.

"I have an idea!" he grinned. Both Owen and Thad turned warily towards him. Bart's ideas tended to be...well…

There was really no word to describe them.

"What would that be?" Owen sighed. Bart's grin grew about three times it's size, and he clapped his hands together excitedly.

"Okay. Picture this: We go to the candy store, buy all the candy we can, then feed it to him! Eventually, he'll get the biggest tummy ache and pass out from a sugar rush!" he proclaimed cheerily.

Owen just gawked at Bart for awhile, trying to figure out what had gone wrong with the kid. Maybe he had been dropped on his head as a child? Or, perhaps he had some sort of unknown mental disorder that none of them were aware of?

Thad, meanwhile, literally facepalmed.

Bart blinked.

"What?"

"We're hiring a goddamn hitman…" he muttered, thinking back to some of the numbers of people he had become acquainted with on the streets. Maybe he could even find somebody who owed him, and get them for a lower price.

"We're building the weapon." Thad said, and Owen glared over at him.

"No we're not."

"Yes we are."

"No we're not,"

"Yes we are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"We're doing neither!" Bart exclaimed, "Come on, we have to go buy the candy! And, I pinky promise, I won't eat it all. Only four quarters of it."

"You people are hopeless!" Owen cried, putting his head in his hands. "If you want to go build a fucking ray gun and shove candy down his throat, then go for it! Just don't expect me to help! I'M going to save Jenni."

"Fine. I'll go construct my master weapon. I never needed your help anyways. I won't say I told you so." Thad said, and he walked right out of their base (Owen's apartment). Owen turned to the second speedster.

"ImmagogetcandynowgoodluckwithwhateverthehellahitmanisIwillbevictoriousseeyou!" he spoke in a blur, and rushed out after Thad. Owen understood none of it, but got the feeling that he was alone in this fight.

Fine. The children could be children. Meanwhile, he had an experienced hitman to hire and a jerk to kill.

He was going to prove them all wrong.

He was.

Hiring a hitman turned out to be more challenging than he originally thought. You would think that with the line of business he had been apart of-and was technically still in-it would have been simpler than simple. But, apparently not.

Turned out most of the numbers he had been given were fake. Or had redirected him to some pizza place.

So, he went out to go and find them.

Which...was pretty difficult if you had no idea where the hell they were to begin with. Owen wandered the streets randomly at night attempting to find someone to hire as his assassin. Anybody!

But, to no avail.

This was definitely going to be harder than he thought it would be…

"Aren't you a little young to be ordering the parts to make a weapon that could possibly wipe out the entire race?" the delivery guy asked the blonde, eyebrows raised.

Thad signed the papers, and grabbed the parts, adjusting his sunglasses. He turned around and walked away, his trenchcoat floating in the wind.

"Yes. Yes, I am."

Meanwhile, in another part of town…

Bart dumped all of the candy onto the cashier's table, who stared dumbfounded at it all. Bart had literally taken all the candy in the store. The shelves were now bare and people had crowded around to watch the scene unfold. Children who craved their daily sweetness were sobbing and angry bronies who wanted to binge watch MLP whilst shoving candy into their stomachs were...also sobbing.

"Y-you...I...but-"

"Here you go!" Bart chirped, handing the man a credit card. He blinked, and not even bothering to double check, simply put the order through. He was so shocked, he didn't even register that he was shaking the boy's hand until he was.

"Thanks, man! Super crash! Bye!"

He and the candy then disappeared in multiple blurs.

"Oh!" he returned suddenly, nose practically touching the cashier's. He cried out in shock. "And, if some guy named Owen comes 'round looking for his credit cards, I wasn't here!"

And then he was gone.

"You want me to assassinate your cousin's boyfriend?"

Owen sighed. "Look, Hartley. I know it sounds crazy, and it probably is. But, you don't understand-"

"No, Owen. I think I do." he smirked, swirling his wine around in his cup. Owen took a swig from his own cup of beer, a frown settling on his face.

"Huh?"

"You're jealous." The Pied Piper attempted to reason with him, and Owen spat out his drink. Piper grinned. "Well, a little overprotective and crazy as well. But, jealous nonetheless."

"Are you trying to tell me I want to date my own cousin?" he hissed. Hartley scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"I'm trying to tell you that you're worried about somebody. And, there must be a first time for everything, because i'll be damned if i've ever seen that happen before-"

"I'm not worried." Owen stated flatly.

"Uh huh." the mercenary chuckled, "Sure." Owen sighed in frustration.

"Look. If you're not going to do this for me, i'll go find one of the other Rogues. I'm sure they'll be happy to oblige."

"Not that i'm not happy to oblige." Piper began, "But nothing in this world is free, Owen. You know that. I know that."

"I get the picture." Owen grumbled, "How much are you asking for?"

Piper grinned. "Well, normally it would be my usual amount. But, since i've practically known you since the diaper years, and you're a good friend of mine, i'll go with half of what I usually ask."

Owen sighed. It was still a lot, but he supposed it was better than nothing. He reached into his back pocket, feeling around for his wallet. But, a sense of dread began to fill him as he realized something.

"Where the fuck are my credit cards?"

Thad worked hard each day and night. He took little to no breaks, constantly falling asleep on some dangerous, exploding part which tended to jolt him awake when he accidentally set it off. He began peeing in a bottle. Eating only bread and water.

All you could hear in the abandoned workshop were bangs and drill noises well into the night. It began to bother other people, who tended to call the police on him. Thad used said police as test subjects, gunning them down on the spot with his weapon of mass destruction as soon as they walked through the door.

Of course, ordering illegal parts could be quite difficult.

Luckily, Thad had superspeed.

And absolutely no concern for anyone else but himself and those who were involved with him.

Somewhere in Japan…

"Chūwa-zai ga kiemashita!" a bearded man screamed loudly, running around in a panic. Thad grinned from his spot on the roof, holding onto the stolen parts of a machine he had stolen in order to complete his ultimate weapon of mass destruction which he would use on Jenni's boyfriend, of course.

"Dōiu imidesu ka!?" a girl in a lab coat screeched, and she slapped the man across the face. He sobbed into his hands.

"Jōshi wa watashitachi o korosu tame ni okotte imasu!" he cried, and threw himself to the floor in defeat. Thad chuckled and turned away.

Sometimes, it felt so good to be bad.

"Hey! Jimmy!"

Jenni's boyfriend turned around, eyes narrowed. He hadn't been expecting to see Jenni's sh*thead of a cousin here. He hated the guy, but couldn't let Jenni know that. Jenni wasn't there, so he glared at the kid annoyedly.

"What the fuck do you want?"

The kid grinned, spirit never diminished. His hand jutted out, and Jimmy spotted a handful of sweets in it.

"I got you some candy!"

Jimmy blinked. "You got me...candy?" The kid nodded his head.

"Yup yup! Just for you! Great! Glad you like it! Eat it up! Tell Jenni I say hi! 'Twas crash seeing you!" he disappeared after that, which made zero fucking sense, because where the hell would he go? But, Jimmy paid no mind to that. He instead grinned down at the candy below him.

He had always had a little bit of a sweet tooth…

"Hey, um, Owen?"

"Piper. It's four in the morning. What the hell?"

"Right, right. Well, you know that guy you wanted me to kill? Chestnut hair? Brown-almost black-eyes? Cross 'round his neck?"

"Yes, that would be Jimmy. The asshole. Why?"

"Erm...well, you're not going to like this…"

"Oh God. What did you do?"

"I may or may not have shot down the wrong person. I need you to come down here and help me remove the body."

"...You fucking idiot."

It was complete. His ultimate weapon. He stared up at it, tears welling up in his eyes. Weeks upon weeks of working up to this point, and he had finished it, despite all the literal heaping amounts of blood, sweat, and tears.

Now. If only he hadn't made it so big that he was unable to move it a foot away from where it sat...

"More candy!"

"But-"

"JustforyouJimmytotallycrashnoulteriormotivesherejusteatthecandygottagoi'llseeyoubye!"

"WHY DO YOU KEEP GIVING ME CANDY, DAMN IT!?"

After the whole "I Murdered The Wrong Person, Sorry Owen" thing, Owen decided to promptly give up on Piper. He instead searched for a more experienced player. Somebody who knew what the hell they were doing.

Of course, Piper decided to get revenge on him and tell fucking Trickster of all people that Owen needed his help.

To make a long story short, they ended up running away from terrorists somewhere in the middle of Jamaica.

Fucking Trickster…

Thad tried everything.

He pushed, pulled, exploded, flooded, burned, and so many more things in order to try to get the fucking machine to move more than two feet. But, his philosophy of "bigger is better" had managed to stab him in the back as he had built his ultimate decimator so big, that it was too large and heavy to move over to wherever the hell Jimmy was in order to shoot him down.

Damn it.

Thad was so angry, he thought about building another ultimate weapon in order to destroy his ultimate weapon that was causing him so much pain, but then realized the problem there.

He eventually just hurled the machine into the Speedforce he was so annoyed.

If this was how it was going for him, how were the others?

"Jimmy, where'd all this candy come from?" Jenni asked her boyfriend as she spotted the huge amount of sweets and wrappers lying about the table. Jimmy burped, and Jenni scrunched up her nose in disgust. He shrugged his shoulder and slung an arm around Jenni's shoulder as she sat down on the couch next to him.

"You know that weird cousin of yours?" he questioned. Jenni raised an eyebrow.

"You're going to have to be more specific, babe." she chuckled softly, though stopped when she realized he wasn't. She blushed, not wanting to look stupid in front of him.

"The brown haired one. With the dopey grin."

"It's not dopey." she blushed once more, thinking back to Bart, whom he was obviously referring to. "What about him?"

"He's where I got all of this from." Jimmy spoke up, amused. Jenni's eyes widened considerably.

"What?"

"Yup. He keeps giving me candy. Kind of weird, but it's not like i'm complaining." he snickered, and threw another Skittles into his mouth. Jenni herself leaned over to get a candy, but he slapped her hand away.

"For me." he said, mouth full. She sighed and got back up, walking into his kitchen to wash the dishes from the lunch she had prepared for them. Though, as she ran the plates under the steaming water, she couldn't help but wonder…

Why the hell was Bart giving Jimmy candy, anyways?

Well, it was Bart. There was no explanation really needed, she supposed.

"That's it! I give up!" Owen cried out in frustration, tossing his phone down to the floor. He had just gotten off the phone with Captain Cold, who had managed to freeze himself into a block of ice whilst attempting to shoot Jimmy down.

"There's no way to kill this guy!" Owen exclaimed, falling back onto the couch. Thad, who had been glaring at the ground (also on the couch) decided to speak up.

"I agree." he said. Owen looked over at him in surprise.

"My hitman plan went to shit. I thought you were going building that ray gun of yours?" Owen questioned confusedly. Thad sighed and an annoyed look took over his features. Bart giggled from his spot over on the love-seat at the other side of the room.

"Nope! Thad threw the machine into the Speedforce! He built it so, so big, he couldn't do anything with it!" Bart exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air as though to describe exactly how Thad had apparently "thrown" his machine into the Speedforce.

Owen raised an eyebrow, and Thad huffed in annoyance. "How'd your hitman logic go to shit?" the blonde muttered. Owen groaned.

"Because I got the most illogical people to do it." he sighed. This time, it was Thad's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"Let's just say I am now a wanted fugitive in Japan and considered some sort of God someplace in South America." he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Never get the Rogues to do something for you."

"Noted." Thad hummed. Owen shuffled, then walked into another room. He came back with a semi automatic.

"Come on." he spoke up, "At this point, I don't even fucking care. We're going to go over to the guy's house and shoot him down on the spot." Thad grinned, and hopped up onto his two feet.

"I'm in." he said. Owen nodded. They both turned to Bart, who had his hands above his head. He sighed dreamily.

"I'm good here." he sighed, "You guys go on without me, and i'll just-" Bart never got to finish, because Owen picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. Bart instantly began to complain and squirm around, but the two ignored him.

And with that, they all went off in search of Jimmy's house.

Too bad they hadn't consulted any directions as to where exactly it was beforehand…

"What are you guys doing here?" Jenni questioned when the three finally arrived at Jimmy's. She had been hanging out with him, and had not been expecting her brothers to come crash the party.

"Where's Jimmy, Jenni?" Owen got right to the point. He hoped that she wouldn't suspect anything, but Jenni was not stupid, and instantly gave them a look that said she was on to them and knew they were plotting something. Though, she did manage to answer the question.

"He's lying sick in bed. I'm taking care of him." she explained, "He says his stomach hurts. I think it's because of all that candy you gave him, Bart."

Owen and Thad all but toppled over at that. Both their jaws completely dropped, and they whipped around in shock to meet Bart's eyes.

And, the little fucker had the biggest grin on his face, as though to say "ha, I told you so". It was so unfathomable. Out of all of them, the little shit had gotten the closest to causing the boyfriend any real harm harm?

Fuck that.

Owen decided that he was going to change that by putting a bullet in the guy's brain.

It was then that said boyfriend decided to walk up from behind and sling his arm around Jenni's shoulder. He sipped from his can of soda before throwing it to the side carelessly. He winced and clutched his stomach before raising an eyebrow in their general direction.

"What are they doing here?" he asked Jenni, but looked squarely at Owen as though trying to intimidate him into answering the question. Jenni flushed and flitted around nervously.

"Well...um...it-" she began, but Thad cut her off.

"We're here to kill you." he said with the straightest look in his face. Jenni gave him a funny look, but Jimmy simply laughed.

Then Owen pulled out the gun and pointed it at him. He stopped laughing then.

"Dude, what the fuck!?" Jimmy cried, throwing his hands in front of his face as though to protect himself from the bullet. Jenni squeaked and jumped in between them.

"Owen! What-?"

"He's a jackass, Jenni. To you and to everyone else. So, we're going to kill the bastard." Owen spoke calmly, trying to keep his anger in check. Jimmy grabbed Jenni by the shoulders, attempting to use her as a human shield, which just pissed him off even more.

"Put the fucking gun down!" Jenni cried. Owen gritted his teeth. Jenni didn't really yell or curse that often. Or, maybe she did, and Owen was just surprised because, this time, it was directed towards him.

"No." Thad answered for Owen, "We've been working towards this for weeks now. And, everything else we've tried has failed. This is our only option."

"Well," Bart began, "The candy worked-"

"Bart, shut the fuck up." Owen hissed, and the brunette promptly shut his face. Owen sighed.

"Jenni, we need to-"

"Do you even hear yourselves!?" she exclaimed, "You've been plotting to kill my boyfriend. For weeks. What are you? Two years old!?"

"Well, actually-" Bart began.

"Bart, shut the fuck up." they all chimed in. Jimmy shook his head in a crazed manner.

"They're all fucking insane! Your creepy ass family, Jenni! They're all freaks!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, wildly pointing a finger accusingly over at them.

"I can't believe you guys…" Jenni mumbled, walking away and sitting down on the couch, her head in her hands. Owen put the gun down after that. A wave of guilt washed through him. Only a small one. And, not because he regretted wanting to kill Jimmy (he'd never regret that), but because he had let Jenni down.

His cousin. Practically his sister. All because he had let his anger get the best of him? All because he had been jealous, like Piper had said?

"Well, you ought to believe it. They're all freaks of nature. They can go run in traffic. Honestly, a bunch of faggots with guns. It's because of people like them that this world is poisoned as it is." Jimmy ranted, and Owen glared over in his direction, wanting only to put a bullet in his skull. But, refrained from doing so.

You know, for Jenni's sake…

"I really don't know what to say, you guys." Jenni sighed, "I guess i'm mostly disappointed? Even then...I thought you guys were better than that. I can take care of myself. I don't always need you looking over my shoulder and plotting like this."

Thad stared harshly at the ground. Owen bit his lip. Bart fidgeted nervously. Jenni sighed again and ran a hair through her hair.

"I think you need to leave." she said, and Owen visibly flinched. This had completely backfired. Why the hell did he feel so guilty? He hadn't even spilled any blood!

Jimmy cackled. "Ha!" Jenni stared over in his direction.

"You should go too, Jimmy. Or, I should go, it's actually your house." she chuckled sadly. Jimmy whipped around, mouth agape.

"Wait, what?"

Jenni nodded grimly. "You insulted family. I feel offended by that. I have a duty to them first before anything else. Including you. I don't appreciate the fact that you were extremely rude to them, and I won't jeopardize my relationship with them just so I can have a relationship with you."

Jimmy's eyes were the size of saucers. His entire face read "shit". Owen was also quite shocked, but a small grin made it's way onto his face slowly but surely.

In fact, a sense of pride swelled up in his chest.

Jenni had chosen them over Jimmy. Chosen him over Jimmy. The boyfriend hadn't ruined her. She was still the Jenni that they all knew and loved. She still had her wits about her.

Owen was genuinely proud of her. She had stood up for what she thought was right. What more could he really ask of her?

Jenni quickly and quietly grabbed her things. Thad went over to help her out. Owen put the gun away. Bart simply continued on fidgeting awkwardly.

As they were getting ready to head out, Jimmy exploded, face red and spittle flying about the place. "How fucking dare you! You'll never find anyone else like me, Jenni! You walk out now, and you'll fucking regret it!"

Owen had to keep from punching him in the face. You know, for Jenni's sake…

"Uh huh." Jenni murmured, not particularly listening to his threats. Jimmy growled out angrily.

"You're a fucking whore, anyways! I'm sure you'll get picked up by the next thing that see's you in a bloody skirt, you bitch." he hissed, and Owen literally felt gravity pulling him towards Jimmy's very breakable body.

"I've heard worse." Jenni snorted, "And you really are an asshole. Take your best shot."

They were literally two feet out the door when Jimmy let out an enraged cry. An enraged cry that would bring about his doom ultimately.

"And your knitting sucks ass! Those tiny sweatshirts you made were God awful!"

Jenni gasped, and turned around, a fire burning in her eyes. Thad and Bart had to hold her back as she attempted to lash out at him.

"You fucking son of a cock motherfucker, i'll tear off your dick and shove it up your ass, you little-!" she continued on like this for a while, clearly insulted about the comment on her knitting. Owen was extremely confused as to why calling her names wouldn't do anything, but apparently insulting her knitting would make her go batshit crazy.

He decided to drop it.

Some things just weren't meant to be questioned…

Jimmy now had a smug look on his face. Owen ignored him and looked over at Jenni.

"Now can we beat the holy hell out of him?"

Jenni blinked over in his direction before grinning.

"Fuck yeah."

Jimmy physically paled, taking a step back and tripping over the couch in the process. He stared up at them all, eyes wide. "Wait, what?"

Thad cracked his knuckles. Bart began to stretch. Jenni balled her hand into a fist, punching at her bare palm. And Owen just grinned.

"Don't have to tell me twice."

And nobody ever saw or heard of Jimmy again.