Wednesday - The Apocalypse
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drabblewriter here, and today's theme is the apocalypse. Whether it's zombies, asteroids, or plagues, it's time to bring the life as we know it to a screeching halt.
Have fun, and remember to follow the rules:
* Three prompts per fandom, and no more than five total. If one of your prompts is filled, you may post another.
* No spoilers for new shows/seasons until at least one week after airing.
* If your fill contains spoilers, please warn for it and leave enough space for people to pass by.
Feed the overworked code monkeys correctly formatted prompts (and not overly long, don't write the story for them, inspire them):
Being Human US, any(/any), Bishop and the other vampires are waging all out war to turn the human population
Supernatural, any(/any), the super asteroid bearing down on the Earth kind of makes their other problems irrevelevant
And if today's prompts just aren't doing it for you, be sure to swing by and check out the lonely prompts.
tag=TheApocalypse
drabblewriter here, and today's theme is the apocalypse. Whether it's zombies, asteroids, or plagues, it's time to bring the life as we know it to a screeching halt.Have fun, and remember to follow the rules:
* Three prompts per fandom, and no more than five total. If one of your prompts is filled, you may post another.
* No spoilers for new shows/seasons until at least one week after airing.
* If your fill contains spoilers, please warn for it and leave enough space for people to pass by.
Feed the overworked code monkeys correctly formatted prompts (and not overly long, don't write the story for them, inspire them):
Being Human US, any(/any), Bishop and the other vampires are waging all out war to turn the human population
Supernatural, any(/any), the super asteroid bearing down on the Earth kind of makes their other problems irrevelevant
And if today's prompts just aren't doing it for you, be sure to swing by and check out the lonely prompts.
tag=TheApocalypse
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Date: 2011-02-09 07:17 am (UTC)Divided and Falling Down, PG-13, Josh/Aidan/Sally,
Date: 2011-02-09 11:24 am (UTC)There was nothing to be done, Aidan insisted, guarding the front door from anyone approaching from either side. Josh and Sally were surprised, shocked at him not doing anything to help. Josh wanted to go into work and see if he could do something for people.
The vampire couldn't really stop Sally, but she sometimes forgot that if he talked fast enough. Aidan just didn't want her seeing what had become of her ex-fiance, and he really didn't want Sally to witness it. He had told Josh to call Danny and warn him, but no one would have believed the weird tenants crying 'vampires' until it happened.
"Okay - okay, you could go out there; you're a vampire and Bishop will be more interested in winning you over than killing you," Josh gaped desperately. "Aidan . . . we have to do something."
It was obvious Josh wasn't going to let up, and Aidan would have to spell it out for the young man. Eventually he would have to take his attention from the door, or Josh would get brave enough to climb out a window. It was hard not to see him as a child compared to a span of closing on three hundred years. Josh obviously thought there was some kind of turn of events that could salvage the world. Aidan didn't have it in him to explain that apocalypse wasn't a catchphrase from a comic book; it was going to wipe everything out.
"Turn on the news," he said gruffly, nodding at the living room. "Go watch some of the stuff that's happening right now. Then come back and I'll explain."
He watched them plod to the sofa, saw the flinches and tears as they looked at people dead and dying. Bishop would have had his people start at hospitals, to cut off any help for the injured. He would want the highest possible body count; a kind of fledgling militia to help with the crucial numbers required to lead a successful invasion.
Aidan wanted to explain about the blood, but he'd run out and couldn't say the word without tasting it. Eventually he would be more a danger than a protector, but he was okay yet. He counted the hours since his last feeding, and told himself they weren't really that long. Josh came back to stand with his head down, and Sally tucked into the corner next to Aidan. She was crying ghostly tears that dripped but never fell on anything.
"What do we do," the werewolf asked quietly.
"You stay hidden, and inside the house. Sally can't really be hurt, and vampires don't usually feed on werewolves, but - there are no rules anymore, Josh. Do you understand that? I can't tell you what you should do because in one or two days I'll have to leave here. If I go out into that-" he spat the word with sickness at his own compulsion - "Even if I managed to make my way back here, it wouldn't be safe to let me back in."
"What?! You can't go out there!"
Josh rushed forward, and Aidan moved to block the door with his body. This was his job, until the cravings were too bad.
"I have to," Aidan told him, shaking his head slowly.
"No, that's crazy," Josh whined, looking close to tears.
Sally was the one to unfold and wipe her eyes, saying quietly, "Aiden doesn't have anything to eat here except your blood."
All hope dimmed from Josh's eyes, and that was when Aidan knew his roommates understood it was the end of the world. He reached out and brought Josh in for a rough, desperate hug, and Sally huddled close to them.
When Josh had stopped crying, Aidan sent him upstairs to pack some clothes and essentials. He whispered instructions to Sally; things Josh would be too freaked out to know in advance. She listened, then took over watching at the door while he tore apart the furniture to barricade the windows.
The heathen-sweet air was thick with his drug, and Aidan ignored it purposefully.
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Date: 2011-02-09 07:17 am (UTC)FILLED: SPN, asteroid, Some things never go as planned
Date: 2011-02-09 10:54 pm (UTC)It did get really dark, sorry. :(
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Date: 2011-02-09 06:06 pm (UTC)So, I'm going out in five minutes, but after that I am on this. It's the prompt I've been waiting for... well, at least since Leverage started, I guess...
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Date: 2011-02-09 07:55 am (UTC)FILLED
Date: 2011-02-10 04:34 am (UTC)The method of dispatch depends on his mood. A rake through the chest, a head crushed by a golf club, a couple of blasts from the trusty ol' boomstick; they all work well.
Afterwards, he rewards himself; a submarine sandwich and a root beer. Ash flops down at a chair and flips through a nudie magazine in semi-privacy when one of the stock boys bursts into the employee lounge.
"One of those things just ate all four of our greeters! Why are you just sitting there like this happens every day?"
"It does, tater tot," Ash says, cocking his gun and testing the trigger.
And he took down the Deadite sizing Denny up for a midnight snack with a single shot.
From over his shoulder. Without even looking.
Typical Thursday
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Date: 2011-02-09 08:07 am (UTC)Hole In the Heart – Lovecraft mythos/Fringe, Olivia, Peter, Walter, PG-13, Part 1/2
Date: 2011-02-13 01:46 pm (UTC)She felt herself wake, freezing with her passage, a form looming over her. Olivia nearly gave voice to her trapped scream before the form resolved itself at human. Well, almost. Walter Bishop was at her bedside.
“Olivia-,” he began urgently.
“Walter, what did you see?” Olivia asked frantically, cutting him off.
“What?”
“Between worlds, when you crossed over to save Peter. What did you see?” she demanded.
“I don’t quite recall…” he said, taken aback.
“I’ve seen them, Walter. There’s something else, something that’s pushing into the other universe, isn’t there?”
Walter went paper white. “I thought I’d just imagined them.”
“No, they’re real, and they’re following us.”
“But why haven’t we had the instabilities the other side has?”
Olivia was at a loss to explain, and Walter raced to fill the void with his original urgent message.
“Olivia, we have to get you up. Peter is determined to use the machine. Now. Tonight.”
“Oh God, Walter he can’t!” Olivia stumbled from her bed and threw on her clothes, letting Walter take her in his charge.
The night was freezing, the stars almost painfully bright as they drove to the warehouse where the ancient machine lay. No known energy could make it move, nothing but Peter Bishop’s mind.
Olivia all but flung her credentials at the guard outside, she was so frantic to get in. The warehouse roof was gaping as Olivia and Walter ran in, the machine opening up like the fragments of an alien egg wanting to take its child back. Peter was mounting the stairs like a king to his throne, head held high. Olivia could see faint lights glittering on the upper reaches of the machine, lights that matched the patterns of the stars above.
Unbidden came the mental image from her time on the other side, all those dimensional breaches being sealed up with amber. On the map, they looked just like the stars above.
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Date: 2011-02-09 03:59 pm (UTC)It was too late for that, of course, too late to un-see the hastily strewn crates of counteragent, the biohazard symbol glaring up at her from every flat surface, warnings in every language Daniel knew - knows - plastered to every side of every crate, loose pamphlets fluttering in the wind.
It was too late to unsee the ruins of the gate, too late to unknow those last frantic hours on the other side, the mad scramble for evacuation turning to despair and containment and destruction.
She knew she'd never be able to unhear the General's wail, his broken sobs, or to unfeel the hot flow of his tears as they soaked through to her skin, or the desperate press of his face into her belly and the spastic clutch of his hands on her thighs...
Sam cradled Jack's head in her hands, her fingers carding firmly through his hair. She turned her face away from the rubble of the gate, down the trail toward the alpha site and into the wind.
Eventually, it would dry her tears.
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