Alternate History

[tasmin-dvelnahr.livejournal.com]

Today's theme is going to be 'alternate history'.  Ever wonder what it would be like if your favorite character's world was not quite the one  they are used to?  It could be something simple- from just one decision made differently in their own world that changed the course of their lives or it could be something on a wider scale.  

Use today's prompts to put your favorite characters in an altered timeline- either personal or more global. 

To make it easy on our hardworking code monkeys, please format your posts like so:

Castle, Castle/Beckett,  Inspector Rick Castle meets a plucky female reporter, Kate Beckett, who seems to be one step ahead of him on this investigation

or

Firefly, Mal/Zoe, the Alliance lost

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Fringe, William Bell, the dog did hunt

Comments

[scarlet-gryphon.livejournal.com]

It's been a pretty normal day for him so far: breakfast, work, lunch, back to work, and then grocery shopping, but Pete can't help but feel something's missing, even as he tries to figure out what kind of cookies he wants from the local bakery. He shakes the feeling off, deciding to go with the snickerdoodles this time, and then pays Mrs. Canton when she hands him the bag of still-warm baked goods. Every time he's been here, the cookies are fantastic, and he's often teased the widowed shop owner about her possible Keebler Elf heritage, given the wonderful taste of her cookies. She laughs each time, a bright and cheery sound, and then shoos him on his way.

It's early May now, and the pastel pink of cherry blossoms beckon Pete to a park. He finds a secluded bench underneath one of the blossom-filled trees, eagerly anticipating his sugary snack. He's just about to sit down when a voice calls out in alarm and he gets the wind knocked out of him. It takes Pete a second to realize what just happened- a woman had thrown herself at him, knocking him away from the bench and spilling his cookies -but by that time the woman's busy throwing what looks like purple goo on the bench.

There's a bright flash of light that momentarily blinds Pete, but when it fades, the goo is gone, but the woman isn't.

'I'm always going to have to save you, aren't I?' she asks, looking oddly amused. Pete's confused; he's never seen this woman before- or at least, he doesn't think he has. She does look kind of familiar, though, so he takes the hand that she offers to help him up.

And in that moment, when they touch skin-to-skin, he remembers.

'Myka!'

[bishojo-kitsune.livejournal.com]

Loved it!! :D
It's exactly what I had in mind

[scarlet-gryphon.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it. ^^