Edward is a fragile child, taking far too much after their father for all that he resembles their mother, but he does at least last until after the old man is gone. Until after the parliament has started to get shifty about the idea of another child king on the throne, and agreed – behind polite hands of course – that even his older full sister would be a better alternative to such an unsettling notion.
“I don’t want him to die, of course” her mother sighs, standing outside the sickroom with a pensive expression on her face, “but we must act. They’ve been saying such things openly, if we act quickly they’ll have no choice but to honour them or else look like weak fools.”
“Yes, mother,” she nods, firmly. A princess born and raised, with red hair but her mother’s heart beating firmly in her breast, “I understand. We’ll give him a state funeral, of course?”
“Of course,” her mother only sighs softly, smiles at her. Even in the midst of mourning she is strong, a survivor to the last determined stand, “you’re going to make a great queen, my dear. Possibly even better than me.”
She only smiles, in response, “I hope so, mother.”
She’s proud, to be her mother’s daughter. And she can’t think of history, no matter how it went, recording it in any other way.
(in this 'verse; Methos has tamed the ex-Winter Soldier with kindess. Past-Methos/Kronos.)
...
Methos has been a brother, a scholar, a medical doctor, a philosophical doctor, a slave, a merchant, a husband, a father, an assassin, a warlord, a god-king, and Death on a Horse. He has been many more men than that. He is, in fact, still all of those men. Identities are not lost when he sheds them; they lurk in his mind, beneath his skin, there to be called up as needed.
He misses Kronos and Silas, even Caspian. They spent a thousand years together and then three thousand apart, but he loved Kronos. He liked Silas. Even Caspian, to some degree.
Duncan is seeking him. Joe was promoted a few years ago and they’re still friends even though Duncan has a new Watcher now, and they’ve both spent the last decade or so in Los Angeles.
Methos shed Adam Pierson, newborn immortal, nearly twenty years ago. He had grown bored with Duncan, though not Joe, not yet, and gave Pierson a very violent end: a car accident so terrible it resulted in decapitation. Of course, Duncan hadn’t wanted to believe it but there were witnesses, and then a head separated from the body in the remains of the explosion from the fuel leak. The Watchers believed Adam Pierson to be dead.
So did Duncan until people began poking around Matthew Ash.
Methos loves the Information Age and being a millennial. He has the largest digital library in the world, with access granted only to him and Benjamin. The ability to send messages and receive news from across the globe is perhaps his favorite thing, presently.
Kronos was not patient and did not enjoy waiting for the right moment. Silas was and did not, either, but he lacked the foresight required for most of Methos’ plans. And Caspian – Caspian was cunning and vicious, but also perhaps the maddest person Methos has ever met.
Seventeen times, Methos ruled a nation, with or without formal borders. Only three times was it known that he ruled. He knows how to rule through fear and terror, and he knows how to make the people love their king. He knows how to make people want to die for someone else’s safety, though never has he felt that himself.
Good men don’t live for over five thousand years. Great ones do.
.
Caring for Benjamin began as a lark to escape boredom. It quickly grew from there. The boy is easy to like. At the outset, he needed a keeper because while he could obtain food, clothing, and shelter to survive, he lacked the self-sufficiency to thrive. Methos does love him, and perhaps given time, it could even rival the love he felt for Kronos.
Of course, Captain Rogers is a complication. That’s fine, though; Methos enjoys complications. They do so liven things up.
.
The island is small; perhaps the size of Manhattan. It has one dwelling: a bungalow with two floors above ground and another below. There is also a small landing strip, though usually Methos arrives by ship. As far as anyone knows, it is uninhabited, though was once utilized by pirates. It has a name in official records, but Methos calls it The Pale Mare, or just Mare. Of course, he also owns 126 properties throughout the world, and he knows that Duncan is beginning the search with the three he knows about in North America.
Very few people would connect the late Adam Pierson with small-time terrorist Matthew Ash, especially with the vanished Matthew Carmichael between them. (He quit his job, sold his house, and disappeared. No one is missing him. No one is looking, either.) Despite their physical similarities, until recently, people could not be so unchanging for thirty years.
Then alien god-princes led invasions via wormhole and supersoldiers survived seven decades being frozen. Methos knows the Watchers must be exceedingly nervous.
He also knows what step one of his plan for Captain Rogers is.
(follows this. Basically, Methos found the ex-Winter Soldier and tamed him with kindess.)
...
Matthew Percy Ash has a doctorate in Developmental Psychology and he published numerous articles and worked in a research facility until he went off the grid two and a half years ago. Benjamin Jonathon Ash has a BA in English and was a Marine till he was reported KIA – coincidently enough, three years ago.
“Well, he’s clearly not dead,” Stark says. “Also, he’s Bucky goddamned Barnes. Somehow.”
Natasha does not reply; her focus is on Steve, who clutches the hardcopy file with shaky fingers and has not looked away from the screen with the younger Ash brother’s information.
She remembers the Winter Soldier’s face perfectly, both from DC and from decades ago. The information in the file is false, but as flawless as if she’d done it herself.
“Is he Hydra?” Sam asks, flicking through the electronic file on the elder Ash. “Maybe he’s cleanin’ house so he can take over. With Barnes’ help, he could probably do it, too.”
“Gotcha!” Stark crows and opens another window, where he flings a new file. “Look at this fucker, Dr. Carmichael, disappeared three-ish years ago. Before him,” another file tossed up, “we’ve got Dr. Pierson, who vanished eighteen years ago.” Four more images are added, each with a new name, all of them set side-by-side.
There are minute differences, which Natasha recognizes as the effect of very well utilized makeup; she’s done that herself, to add or subtract up to five years to her body’s age.
“So, what, clones?” Sam muses, reading through Dr. Pierson’s transcript. “Another bastardized version of the serum?”
Natasha glances at Benjamin Percy’s marriage license, dated 1964, the same year Adam Pierson was born. “This is something else,” she says. “If it was Hydra, these lives would’ve been different.” She flips to Percy’s death certificate, the same date as Adam Pierson’s graduation from Durham, an entire ocean apart from each other. “Probably just as quiet, but… he would’ve been in other fields, mixed up in the government.”
Steve still hasn’t looked away from the younger Ash’s brother.
“You had contact with them both, Steve,” she says. “What were they like?”
She and Sam had located Steve on the ground floor, engaged with possible hostiles. She hadn’t even realized they’d been spotted until Barnes lunged around the corner. She hadn’t had time to defend herself or Sam and woke up in Sam’s arms over an hour later. Barnes, the Winter Soldier –at some point between DC and that last Hydra installation, he’s become even deadlier. Matthew Ash is probably why, but all they have is corrupted footage, except what’s in Steve’s head.
And Steve, unfortunately enough, is completely compromised.
“Steve?” she says.
“Uh, yeah, sorry,” he says, closing the hardcopy file and finally looking at her. “Matthew is definitely in charge,” he adds, glaring at the sequence of photos. “He’s not Hydra; he thinks Hydra’s stupid. And, uh…” Steve brings a hand up to rub at his forehead. “I’m pretty sure Bucky remembers almost everything, but –” He shrugs. “I don’t know how, but Matthew’s got him convinced, and it’s not about destroying things.”
There’s something he’s not saying. Steve looks down at the file in his hands and mutters, “I gotta get some air.”
As he leaves, Stark says, “That was weird, right?” with a glance at her. “J, watch Cap. If anything happens, let me know.”
“Of course, Sir,” Jarvis replies.
Sam looks from the door back at the sequence of Ash’s identities. “There’s always somethin’,” he says.
Natasha chuckles. “Hey, you followed him,” she says, smiling.
“Sir,” Jarvis says, “Captain Rogers has exited, holding his phone.”
“Could just be goin’ for a walk,” Sam suggests.
“I vote we don’t risk it,” Natasha says, hurrying to the elevator.
“J, let’s get into Cap’s texts, call logs, emails, anything that goes to his phone,” Stark’s saying as the doors close.
.
Steve has eight phones they know about; none of them have anything odd or incriminating. Jarvis loses him on the subway.
“We really need to know what the fuck they said to him,” Stark says.
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Date: 2014-12-15 03:52 pm (UTC)“I don’t want him to die, of course” her mother sighs, standing outside the sickroom with a pensive expression on her face, “but we must act. They’ve been saying such things openly, if we act quickly they’ll have no choice but to honour them or else look like weak fools.”
“Yes, mother,” she nods, firmly. A princess born and raised, with red hair but her mother’s heart beating firmly in her breast, “I understand. We’ll give him a state funeral, of course?”
“Of course,” her mother only sighs softly, smiles at her. Even in the midst of mourning she is strong, a survivor to the last determined stand, “you’re going to make a great queen, my dear. Possibly even better than me.”
She only smiles, in response, “I hope so, mother.”
She’s proud, to be her mother’s daughter. And she can’t think of history, no matter how it went, recording it in any other way.
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Date: 2014-12-18 02:21 am (UTC)(in this 'verse; Methos has tamed the ex-Winter Soldier with kindess. Past-Methos/Kronos.)
...
Methos has been a brother, a scholar, a medical doctor, a philosophical doctor, a slave, a merchant, a husband, a father, an assassin, a warlord, a god-king, and Death on a Horse. He has been many more men than that. He is, in fact, still all of those men. Identities are not lost when he sheds them; they lurk in his mind, beneath his skin, there to be called up as needed.
He misses Kronos and Silas, even Caspian. They spent a thousand years together and then three thousand apart, but he loved Kronos. He liked Silas. Even Caspian, to some degree.
Duncan is seeking him. Joe was promoted a few years ago and they’re still friends even though Duncan has a new Watcher now, and they’ve both spent the last decade or so in Los Angeles.
Methos shed Adam Pierson, newborn immortal, nearly twenty years ago. He had grown bored with Duncan, though not Joe, not yet, and gave Pierson a very violent end: a car accident so terrible it resulted in decapitation. Of course, Duncan hadn’t wanted to believe it but there were witnesses, and then a head separated from the body in the remains of the explosion from the fuel leak. The Watchers believed Adam Pierson to be dead.
So did Duncan until people began poking around Matthew Ash.
Methos loves the Information Age and being a millennial. He has the largest digital library in the world, with access granted only to him and Benjamin. The ability to send messages and receive news from across the globe is perhaps his favorite thing, presently.
Kronos was not patient and did not enjoy waiting for the right moment. Silas was and did not, either, but he lacked the foresight required for most of Methos’ plans. And Caspian – Caspian was cunning and vicious, but also perhaps the maddest person Methos has ever met.
Seventeen times, Methos ruled a nation, with or without formal borders. Only three times was it known that he ruled. He knows how to rule through fear and terror, and he knows how to make the people love their king. He knows how to make people want to die for someone else’s safety, though never has he felt that himself.
Good men don’t live for over five thousand years. Great ones do.
.
Caring for Benjamin began as a lark to escape boredom. It quickly grew from there. The boy is easy to like. At the outset, he needed a keeper because while he could obtain food, clothing, and shelter to survive, he lacked the self-sufficiency to thrive. Methos does love him, and perhaps given time, it could even rival the love he felt for Kronos.
Of course, Captain Rogers is a complication. That’s fine, though; Methos enjoys complications. They do so liven things up.
.
The island is small; perhaps the size of Manhattan. It has one dwelling: a bungalow with two floors above ground and another below. There is also a small landing strip, though usually Methos arrives by ship. As far as anyone knows, it is uninhabited, though was once utilized by pirates. It has a name in official records, but Methos calls it The Pale Mare, or just Mare. Of course, he also owns 126 properties throughout the world, and he knows that Duncan is beginning the search with the three he knows about in North America.
Very few people would connect the late Adam Pierson with small-time terrorist Matthew Ash, especially with the vanished Matthew Carmichael between them. (He quit his job, sold his house, and disappeared. No one is missing him. No one is looking, either.) Despite their physical similarities, until recently, people could not be so unchanging for thirty years.
Then alien god-princes led invasions via wormhole and supersoldiers survived seven decades being frozen. Methos knows the Watchers must be exceedingly nervous.
He also knows what step one of his plan for Captain Rogers is.
.
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:27 am (UTC)1/2 - Highlander/Marvel movies, post-Cap2
Date: 2014-12-16 12:02 am (UTC)(follows this. Basically, Methos found the ex-Winter Soldier and tamed him with kindess.)
...
Matthew Percy Ash has a doctorate in Developmental Psychology and he published numerous articles and worked in a research facility until he went off the grid two and a half years ago. Benjamin Jonathon Ash has a BA in English and was a Marine till he was reported KIA – coincidently enough, three years ago.
“Well, he’s clearly not dead,” Stark says. “Also, he’s Bucky goddamned Barnes. Somehow.”
Natasha does not reply; her focus is on Steve, who clutches the hardcopy file with shaky fingers and has not looked away from the screen with the younger Ash brother’s information.
She remembers the Winter Soldier’s face perfectly, both from DC and from decades ago. The information in the file is false, but as flawless as if she’d done it herself.
“Is he Hydra?” Sam asks, flicking through the electronic file on the elder Ash. “Maybe he’s cleanin’ house so he can take over. With Barnes’ help, he could probably do it, too.”
“Gotcha!” Stark crows and opens another window, where he flings a new file. “Look at this fucker, Dr. Carmichael, disappeared three-ish years ago. Before him,” another file tossed up, “we’ve got Dr. Pierson, who vanished eighteen years ago.” Four more images are added, each with a new name, all of them set side-by-side.
There are minute differences, which Natasha recognizes as the effect of very well utilized makeup; she’s done that herself, to add or subtract up to five years to her body’s age.
“So, what, clones?” Sam muses, reading through Dr. Pierson’s transcript. “Another bastardized version of the serum?”
Natasha glances at Benjamin Percy’s marriage license, dated 1964, the same year Adam Pierson was born. “This is something else,” she says. “If it was Hydra, these lives would’ve been different.” She flips to Percy’s death certificate, the same date as Adam Pierson’s graduation from Durham, an entire ocean apart from each other. “Probably just as quiet, but… he would’ve been in other fields, mixed up in the government.”
Steve still hasn’t looked away from the younger Ash’s brother.
“You had contact with them both, Steve,” she says. “What were they like?”
She and Sam had located Steve on the ground floor, engaged with possible hostiles. She hadn’t even realized they’d been spotted until Barnes lunged around the corner. She hadn’t had time to defend herself or Sam and woke up in Sam’s arms over an hour later. Barnes, the Winter Soldier –at some point between DC and that last Hydra installation, he’s become even deadlier. Matthew Ash is probably why, but all they have is corrupted footage, except what’s in Steve’s head.
And Steve, unfortunately enough, is completely compromised.
“Steve?” she says.
“Uh, yeah, sorry,” he says, closing the hardcopy file and finally looking at her. “Matthew is definitely in charge,” he adds, glaring at the sequence of photos. “He’s not Hydra; he thinks Hydra’s stupid. And, uh…” Steve brings a hand up to rub at his forehead. “I’m pretty sure Bucky remembers almost everything, but –” He shrugs. “I don’t know how, but Matthew’s got him convinced, and it’s not about destroying things.”
There’s something he’s not saying. Steve looks down at the file in his hands and mutters, “I gotta get some air.”
As he leaves, Stark says, “That was weird, right?” with a glance at her. “J, watch Cap. If anything happens, let me know.”
“Of course, Sir,” Jarvis replies.
Sam looks from the door back at the sequence of Ash’s identities. “There’s always somethin’,” he says.
Natasha chuckles. “Hey, you followed him,” she says, smiling.
“Sir,” Jarvis says, “Captain Rogers has exited, holding his phone.”
“Could just be goin’ for a walk,” Sam suggests.
“I vote we don’t risk it,” Natasha says, hurrying to the elevator.
“J, let’s get into Cap’s texts, call logs, emails, anything that goes to his phone,” Stark’s saying as the doors close.
.
Steve has eight phones they know about; none of them have anything odd or incriminating. Jarvis loses him on the subway.
“We really need to know what the fuck they said to him,” Stark says.
.
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Date: 2013-01-23 02:59 am (UTC)sxythor81: OMG! i luv ur icon!!! thor is so hot and hotter naked! nice manip! :D
frostytrickster: I thank you. It is not a manip. ;)
*facepalm* Blame your icon.