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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-07-21 10:04 am
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-07-21 10:04 am
Emily is going to try and experiment
Title: Beginnings
Chapter: Prologue
Author: Me!
Rating: This section is pretty PG-13, but later may get worse, so i'm gonna go with R for the series.
Fandoms: All three CSIs a brief hint at Law and Order, and and X-Men-ish type genre about mutants (if you can't tell already, this series is going to be completely and totally AU.)
Summary: In the aftermath of Aiden's death, questions are being asked that the underground doesn't want to answer. This section is basically the background. The real beginning of the fic picks up next chapter.
Ships: FlackOC, DannyOC, LindsayOC, debating on whether or not there'll be a slight FlackLindsay, EricOC, RyanOC, NickOC, GregOC (sensing a pattern?), and maybe some CatherineWarrick and SaraOC, i haven't decided yet.
Disclaimer: I own the various OCs. That's it.
AN: Even if you read it and aren't interested at all, just tell me what you think. as i said, it's an experiment.
“Prologue”
Whether it be a story, a lifestyle, a relationship, or a idea, everything has a beginning. Something that causes that thing to exist, something that pushes it forward. Something that gives it meaning. For this story, it begins in fear.
The Department of Superhuman Affairs, or the DSHA, made it their business to keep the superhuman community in check. They wanted to make sure that just because these people were gifted with special powers, didn’t mean that the law didn’t apply to them. But keeping tabs turned to relocation, and relocation turned into what was basically known as the mutant version of concentration camps.
They were robbed of their pride, their identity, and their hope. Hidden behind walls so thick none of the other departments could keep what the DSHA was doing in check, and conditions soon grew worse. Abuse was rampant, rebellions were frequent, and the smell of blood hanging in the air was almost constant. Yet somehow, through the despair and the pain, alliances were forged. Favors were done. And the stronger made it through with most of themselves intact.
However, their liberation only added fuel to the fire. They knew that things were never going to be fair for them. Not while things were the way they were. So they retreated. Went underground.
They took the slums of the major cities and reformatted them. Made them better, stronger. Made them thrive. And Edna was their queen.
Edna Anglew, a cold woman with a vindictive mind. She was the one doing most of the favors in the concentration camps, and she would hang those favors over people’s heads till the day they died. Her powers lied more in her mind than being able to do actual physical damage, and that’s where she and Aiden Burn formed an unlikely friendship. Because despite having abilities, Aiden couldn’t do any damage at all. She couldn’t fight back. Edna stood up for her one too many times, and when she needed a favor, Aiden just couldn’t say no.
And then the fire happened. Liberation came in a cruel way to the mutant community, in a sense that not everyone was allowed to see their freedom. When a fire was started in the camp, the walls burned down the camp’s protection from the outside world’s scrutiny, but took lives with it as well. And for Edna, it took her face. It took her beauty, her hold her strength. Aiden helped her at first. Being her face to the community, her spokeswoman. Her voice to the people. Then Aiden started to break away. Blend in with the non-supers again. Disappear into the crowd. And Edna decided that she couldn’t have a face who blended in. She needed one who stood out.
Enter DJ Pratt.
Pratt became her right hand man. He was her bodyguard, her face, and her voice to her people. He was charismatic, charming, and powerful. Only one small problem with Edna’s golden boy.
He was a serial rapist. And he had gotten Mac Taylor’s attention, and Edna couldn’t have that. Luckily for her, Aiden was the CSI on the rape case. However, the connections Aiden had made and the confidence she had gained over her separation from Edna had given her a spine. She wasn’t so willing to play Edna’s game anymore. So Edna was forced to find another way around.
Intimidating the victim wasn’t all that hard.
Then her boy was idiotic enough to rape the same girl twice, thinking he would just get away with it again. Pratt may have been Edna’s brawn, but he definitely didn’t have the brain. Aiden was assigned the case again, determined to find some way to get Edna’s power out of her hands. And then there was that moment she reverted back.
Back to the idea that she didn’t have to play by the rules.
Back to the idea that she was above everyone else involved in this case.
Back to the idea that she didn’t have to listen to what everyone else did.
The right thing won out in the end, but it took away the job she loved. And, furthermore, ended up taking away her life. What made Edna such a legend, such a powerful figure, was that no one ever knew where to find her. Not the DSHA, not the other mutants in the area, not even her own minions. Every thing about her was smoke and mirrors. So Aiden was determined to cripple her the only way she knew how.
Pratt.
She began researching Pratt, finding out everything she could find. Began following him, using the guise of a PI to get closer and closer. And Edna didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all. She told Pratt she had his back, as she always did. She told him that he wouldn’t go down for this. She would bail him out as usual.
However, Pratt was becoming too much of a liability. He still had Mac Taylor’s attention. He was still on the map. Edna had to dispose of him before it was too late. So she did. She never bailed him out. Never even blinked. And that got the DSHA’s attention, let alone every other mutant in the community. Edna wasn’t bailing out her right hand man?
Something big was going down. And the DSHA were getting to the bottom of it now.
Chapter: Prologue
Author: Me!
Rating: This section is pretty PG-13, but later may get worse, so i'm gonna go with R for the series.
Fandoms: All three CSIs a brief hint at Law and Order, and and X-Men-ish type genre about mutants (if you can't tell already, this series is going to be completely and totally AU.)
Summary: In the aftermath of Aiden's death, questions are being asked that the underground doesn't want to answer. This section is basically the background. The real beginning of the fic picks up next chapter.
Ships: FlackOC, DannyOC, LindsayOC, debating on whether or not there'll be a slight FlackLindsay, EricOC, RyanOC, NickOC, GregOC (sensing a pattern?), and maybe some CatherineWarrick and SaraOC, i haven't decided yet.
Disclaimer: I own the various OCs. That's it.
AN: Even if you read it and aren't interested at all, just tell me what you think. as i said, it's an experiment.
“Prologue”
Whether it be a story, a lifestyle, a relationship, or a idea, everything has a beginning. Something that causes that thing to exist, something that pushes it forward. Something that gives it meaning. For this story, it begins in fear.
The Department of Superhuman Affairs, or the DSHA, made it their business to keep the superhuman community in check. They wanted to make sure that just because these people were gifted with special powers, didn’t mean that the law didn’t apply to them. But keeping tabs turned to relocation, and relocation turned into what was basically known as the mutant version of concentration camps.
They were robbed of their pride, their identity, and their hope. Hidden behind walls so thick none of the other departments could keep what the DSHA was doing in check, and conditions soon grew worse. Abuse was rampant, rebellions were frequent, and the smell of blood hanging in the air was almost constant. Yet somehow, through the despair and the pain, alliances were forged. Favors were done. And the stronger made it through with most of themselves intact.
However, their liberation only added fuel to the fire. They knew that things were never going to be fair for them. Not while things were the way they were. So they retreated. Went underground.
They took the slums of the major cities and reformatted them. Made them better, stronger. Made them thrive. And Edna was their queen.
Edna Anglew, a cold woman with a vindictive mind. She was the one doing most of the favors in the concentration camps, and she would hang those favors over people’s heads till the day they died. Her powers lied more in her mind than being able to do actual physical damage, and that’s where she and Aiden Burn formed an unlikely friendship. Because despite having abilities, Aiden couldn’t do any damage at all. She couldn’t fight back. Edna stood up for her one too many times, and when she needed a favor, Aiden just couldn’t say no.
And then the fire happened. Liberation came in a cruel way to the mutant community, in a sense that not everyone was allowed to see their freedom. When a fire was started in the camp, the walls burned down the camp’s protection from the outside world’s scrutiny, but took lives with it as well. And for Edna, it took her face. It took her beauty, her hold her strength. Aiden helped her at first. Being her face to the community, her spokeswoman. Her voice to the people. Then Aiden started to break away. Blend in with the non-supers again. Disappear into the crowd. And Edna decided that she couldn’t have a face who blended in. She needed one who stood out.
Enter DJ Pratt.
Pratt became her right hand man. He was her bodyguard, her face, and her voice to her people. He was charismatic, charming, and powerful. Only one small problem with Edna’s golden boy.
He was a serial rapist. And he had gotten Mac Taylor’s attention, and Edna couldn’t have that. Luckily for her, Aiden was the CSI on the rape case. However, the connections Aiden had made and the confidence she had gained over her separation from Edna had given her a spine. She wasn’t so willing to play Edna’s game anymore. So Edna was forced to find another way around.
Intimidating the victim wasn’t all that hard.
Then her boy was idiotic enough to rape the same girl twice, thinking he would just get away with it again. Pratt may have been Edna’s brawn, but he definitely didn’t have the brain. Aiden was assigned the case again, determined to find some way to get Edna’s power out of her hands. And then there was that moment she reverted back.
Back to the idea that she didn’t have to play by the rules.
Back to the idea that she was above everyone else involved in this case.
Back to the idea that she didn’t have to listen to what everyone else did.
The right thing won out in the end, but it took away the job she loved. And, furthermore, ended up taking away her life. What made Edna such a legend, such a powerful figure, was that no one ever knew where to find her. Not the DSHA, not the other mutants in the area, not even her own minions. Every thing about her was smoke and mirrors. So Aiden was determined to cripple her the only way she knew how.
Pratt.
She began researching Pratt, finding out everything she could find. Began following him, using the guise of a PI to get closer and closer. And Edna didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all. She told Pratt she had his back, as she always did. She told him that he wouldn’t go down for this. She would bail him out as usual.
However, Pratt was becoming too much of a liability. He still had Mac Taylor’s attention. He was still on the map. Edna had to dispose of him before it was too late. So she did. She never bailed him out. Never even blinked. And that got the DSHA’s attention, let alone every other mutant in the community. Edna wasn’t bailing out her right hand man?
Something big was going down. And the DSHA were getting to the bottom of it now.