Fake Fic Summaries V: Round 1
So, round one results - seven in all, working on the rest.
Space Pirate on Board (Agents of SHIELD/Stargate SG1)
- for somanyfandomssolittletime
So the problem with being the new director of a spy agency that the world wants to wipe off the map is that one is necessarily restricted in the availability of resources, people and otherwise. Never let it be said that Phil Coulson wasn't up to a challenge.
He did not, however, expect that the favour he called in from his old buddy Cam Mitchell (really, Air Force pilots should have better sense than to play poker with SHIELD agents) would result in the dark-haired space pirate cluttering up his plane.
Sure, Mitchell may be right that Vala Mal Doran is not Hydra, but she's so the opposite of regulation that Coulson's head may explode before this is all over.
(But Melinda May seems to think that Vala is the bee's knees, so Coulson bites his tongue and let the chips fall.)
The things he does to save the world.
Breathe on these Bones (Sleepy Hollow/Marvel Cinematic Universe)
for roxisangel
Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson are hot on the trail of the Winter Soldier when they run (nearly literally) into a car wreck in the small New York state town of Sleepy Hollow.
The woman they haul from the wreckage calls herself Jenny Mills and she has a fantastical tale of the supernatural, of witches and headless horsemen.
Something about her story is familiar to Steve, and they as they load up to go rescue whichever of Jenny's friends are left alive, it finally comes to Steve; memories of mysticism and superstition carved into the walls of a WWII Hydra base, stories of covens and magic, centuries old - tied to the very creation of Hydra itself!
(Because Sleepy Hollow started it with the Hessian.)
The Apprenticeship (Teen Wolf/White Collar)
- for tygermama
Elizabeth Burke never dreamed that the antique dagger she bought from a northern Californian auction sale (so sad really, a man lost his entire family to violence, the daughter was actually holding the dagger when she died) would come complete with its very own ghost.
But now, the Burkes are haunted by the ghost of a seventeen-year-old Hunter, one who's still getting used to this whole afterlife thing.
One thing is for sure: ghost or not, Allison Argent is determined to protect others from her fate, and the only way Peter Burke will get hurt is over her dead body.
The Unauthorized Biography of a Reformed Grifter (White Collar/Gilmore Girls)
- for jebbypal
The last thing Peter Burke wanted was some fledgling writer embedded in his unit, but the suits in Quantico keep making noise about publicity and public image, and they pointed out that Peter doesn't have a choice iin the matter, did he?
The last thing Neal Caffrey needed is publicity, thank you very much.
And all Rory Gilmore wanted was a chance to prove herself - if she could talk her way into the FBI's best White Collar division in the country, she can actually pull off the expose of their secrets, right?
Now, with the three of them held hostage in the middle of a disastrously botched gallery theft, they are going to have to work together to thwart the bad guys - and escape with their lives!
(Includes Rory & Mozzie friendship)
Ulysses Uninvited (Elementary/Harry Potter)
- for
jjhunter
After the revelations of Sherlock's brother Mycroft and his… whatever Moriarty was, Joan Watson told herself that she would not be surprised by anyone else Sherlock threw at her out of his past.
That was, until a tall woman appeared in the brownstone's living room (literally, appearing out of thin air) with an oversize carpet bag in one hand and a dismembered arm in the other. “Sherlock!” the woman shouted up the stairs. “Hello,” she added as an aside to Joan. “I'd offer to shake but this one gets a bit testy about that,” and she proffered the severed hand.
Sherlock bounded into the room and stopped, his jaw agape.
“Sherry,” the woman said fondly. “Give a squish.”
Joan Watson's day grew increasingly confused as Sherlock flung himself bodily at the woman, embracing her. The woman smiled widely over his shoulder, using the dismembered hand to pat Sherlock on the back.
When Sherlock pulled back, he was smiling in a way that Joan had hardly ever seen. “Joan Watson,” he said, turning to make the introductions, “My partner in solving crime. Watson, this is Hephzibah Holmes. Sister, most recently estranged.”
What Joan Watson might have said, once words returned to her, was lost as the woman's carpet bag let out a mighty belch of purple smoke.
“Damn, the potion,” the woman muttered. “I'll need your kitchen for a few days, Sherry,” and she disappeared down the stairs.
Joan stared at Sherlock. “Sister?”
“Witch,” Sherlock clarified as he bolted after Hephzibah, leaving Joan staring at the remnants of purple smoke floating near the ceiling.
“What just happened?” Joan asked the empty room.
The skull on the mantle clattered its teeth noisily.
Bonus exchange:
“Clark's third law states that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic!”
“We're not talking about a new phone app, Sherlock! She turned Mycroft into an iguana!”
“Yes, her form's improving; when we were children all she could manage was a slug. Now at least he has a fully functioning cardiovascular system.”
“We have to do something!”
“Why? There are some crickets in the freezer if he gets hungry.”
Just Another Day in Paradise (Marvel Cinematic Universe/Hawaii 5-0)
- for
lillian13
(set before Cap2)
All Bruce Banner was trying to do was get a little rest and relaxation in Hawaii, waiting for the cargo freighter on which he'd booked passage to Japan to finish loading up.
It wasn't his fault that he ended up on the run from drug smugglers who seemed to think he'd ruined their big score and while letting out the Hulk would solve a lot of his current problems, he was trying to avoid that as a lifestyle choice.
It also wasn't Bruce's fault that the cops found him first and hauled him in on suspicious of about six different kinds of drug dealing.
The blond cope (Williams, his name was) was a bit of a putz, while the McGarrett guy didn't seem to buy Bruce's story that he was just passing through and had nothing to do with anything.
Having resigned himself to spending the night in jail, Bruce wasn't expecting Clint Barton to show up on 5-0's doorstop with release papers in hand. Clint's offer was simple - a mission to go after the drug dealers, who had added human trafficking to their list of dirty deals, and the opportunity to save a lot of lives.
Bruce couldn't let Clint go in alone, and he was pretty sure that Hawaii 5-0 wasn't sufficient backup for one archer, even one as skilled as Hawkeye.
This was, Bruce thought grimly, going to end sticky.
(Come on, Bruce Banner and Clint Barton would be good bros. They need some screen time of their own.)
The Winter Sheriff (Teen Wolf/Marvel Cinematic Universe)
- for
kira_snugz
With the revelations of Hydra on the internet, Stiles Stilinski spends his summer torn between reading up on Nazis infiltrating American spy agencies, and trying to put the resurrected Argents back into the ground.
For someone who spent months in a waking nightmare, sleep is overrated.
In the end, it's Lydia who finds the tidbits buried in the leaked Hydra archives, the details of something called the Winter Soldier project. While most of the world thinks the Winter Soldier was just one man, Lydia dug deeper, reading between the lines. The project had one key operative over the years, other young men from across the Soviet Union were pulled into the project as test specimens, subject to physical and psychological programming to turn them into killing machines for Hydra.
But that's not all Lydia found.
It's buried deep, the name of one of the Winter Soldier's targets in early 1981, a failed subject of something called the Black Widow program. The Winter Soldier not only failed to assassinate his target; they both vanished off the face of the planet. Hydra had reactivated the original Winter Soldier to find them both, but for once, even he failed.
The target's name is Stiles' name, his real name, the name his mother gave to him when he was born.
Lydia finds a photograph in the files of the missing Winter Soldier and his target; emotionless photos with faded Russian writing scrawled across the bottom.
Stiles had never seen his parents looking so young.
ps posting these on tumblr through the day.
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Space Pirate on Board (Agents of SHIELD/Stargate SG1)
- for somanyfandomssolittletime
So the problem with being the new director of a spy agency that the world wants to wipe off the map is that one is necessarily restricted in the availability of resources, people and otherwise. Never let it be said that Phil Coulson wasn't up to a challenge.
He did not, however, expect that the favour he called in from his old buddy Cam Mitchell (really, Air Force pilots should have better sense than to play poker with SHIELD agents) would result in the dark-haired space pirate cluttering up his plane.
Sure, Mitchell may be right that Vala Mal Doran is not Hydra, but she's so the opposite of regulation that Coulson's head may explode before this is all over.
(But Melinda May seems to think that Vala is the bee's knees, so Coulson bites his tongue and let the chips fall.)
The things he does to save the world.
Breathe on these Bones (Sleepy Hollow/Marvel Cinematic Universe)
for roxisangel
Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson are hot on the trail of the Winter Soldier when they run (nearly literally) into a car wreck in the small New York state town of Sleepy Hollow.
The woman they haul from the wreckage calls herself Jenny Mills and she has a fantastical tale of the supernatural, of witches and headless horsemen.
Something about her story is familiar to Steve, and they as they load up to go rescue whichever of Jenny's friends are left alive, it finally comes to Steve; memories of mysticism and superstition carved into the walls of a WWII Hydra base, stories of covens and magic, centuries old - tied to the very creation of Hydra itself!
(Because Sleepy Hollow started it with the Hessian.)
The Apprenticeship (Teen Wolf/White Collar)
- for tygermama
Elizabeth Burke never dreamed that the antique dagger she bought from a northern Californian auction sale (so sad really, a man lost his entire family to violence, the daughter was actually holding the dagger when she died) would come complete with its very own ghost.
But now, the Burkes are haunted by the ghost of a seventeen-year-old Hunter, one who's still getting used to this whole afterlife thing.
One thing is for sure: ghost or not, Allison Argent is determined to protect others from her fate, and the only way Peter Burke will get hurt is over her dead body.
The Unauthorized Biography of a Reformed Grifter (White Collar/Gilmore Girls)
- for jebbypal
The last thing Peter Burke wanted was some fledgling writer embedded in his unit, but the suits in Quantico keep making noise about publicity and public image, and they pointed out that Peter doesn't have a choice iin the matter, did he?
The last thing Neal Caffrey needed is publicity, thank you very much.
And all Rory Gilmore wanted was a chance to prove herself - if she could talk her way into the FBI's best White Collar division in the country, she can actually pull off the expose of their secrets, right?
Now, with the three of them held hostage in the middle of a disastrously botched gallery theft, they are going to have to work together to thwart the bad guys - and escape with their lives!
(Includes Rory & Mozzie friendship)
Ulysses Uninvited (Elementary/Harry Potter)
- for
jjhunter
After the revelations of Sherlock's brother Mycroft and his… whatever Moriarty was, Joan Watson told herself that she would not be surprised by anyone else Sherlock threw at her out of his past.
That was, until a tall woman appeared in the brownstone's living room (literally, appearing out of thin air) with an oversize carpet bag in one hand and a dismembered arm in the other. “Sherlock!” the woman shouted up the stairs. “Hello,” she added as an aside to Joan. “I'd offer to shake but this one gets a bit testy about that,” and she proffered the severed hand.
Sherlock bounded into the room and stopped, his jaw agape.
“Sherry,” the woman said fondly. “Give a squish.”
Joan Watson's day grew increasingly confused as Sherlock flung himself bodily at the woman, embracing her. The woman smiled widely over his shoulder, using the dismembered hand to pat Sherlock on the back.
When Sherlock pulled back, he was smiling in a way that Joan had hardly ever seen. “Joan Watson,” he said, turning to make the introductions, “My partner in solving crime. Watson, this is Hephzibah Holmes. Sister, most recently estranged.”
What Joan Watson might have said, once words returned to her, was lost as the woman's carpet bag let out a mighty belch of purple smoke.
“Damn, the potion,” the woman muttered. “I'll need your kitchen for a few days, Sherry,” and she disappeared down the stairs.
Joan stared at Sherlock. “Sister?”
“Witch,” Sherlock clarified as he bolted after Hephzibah, leaving Joan staring at the remnants of purple smoke floating near the ceiling.
“What just happened?” Joan asked the empty room.
The skull on the mantle clattered its teeth noisily.
Bonus exchange:
“Clark's third law states that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic!”
“We're not talking about a new phone app, Sherlock! She turned Mycroft into an iguana!”
“Yes, her form's improving; when we were children all she could manage was a slug. Now at least he has a fully functioning cardiovascular system.”
“We have to do something!”
“Why? There are some crickets in the freezer if he gets hungry.”
Just Another Day in Paradise (Marvel Cinematic Universe/Hawaii 5-0)
- for
lillian13
(set before Cap2)
All Bruce Banner was trying to do was get a little rest and relaxation in Hawaii, waiting for the cargo freighter on which he'd booked passage to Japan to finish loading up.
It wasn't his fault that he ended up on the run from drug smugglers who seemed to think he'd ruined their big score and while letting out the Hulk would solve a lot of his current problems, he was trying to avoid that as a lifestyle choice.
It also wasn't Bruce's fault that the cops found him first and hauled him in on suspicious of about six different kinds of drug dealing.
The blond cope (Williams, his name was) was a bit of a putz, while the McGarrett guy didn't seem to buy Bruce's story that he was just passing through and had nothing to do with anything.
Having resigned himself to spending the night in jail, Bruce wasn't expecting Clint Barton to show up on 5-0's doorstop with release papers in hand. Clint's offer was simple - a mission to go after the drug dealers, who had added human trafficking to their list of dirty deals, and the opportunity to save a lot of lives.
Bruce couldn't let Clint go in alone, and he was pretty sure that Hawaii 5-0 wasn't sufficient backup for one archer, even one as skilled as Hawkeye.
This was, Bruce thought grimly, going to end sticky.
(Come on, Bruce Banner and Clint Barton would be good bros. They need some screen time of their own.)
The Winter Sheriff (Teen Wolf/Marvel Cinematic Universe)
- for
kira_snugz
With the revelations of Hydra on the internet, Stiles Stilinski spends his summer torn between reading up on Nazis infiltrating American spy agencies, and trying to put the resurrected Argents back into the ground.
For someone who spent months in a waking nightmare, sleep is overrated.
In the end, it's Lydia who finds the tidbits buried in the leaked Hydra archives, the details of something called the Winter Soldier project. While most of the world thinks the Winter Soldier was just one man, Lydia dug deeper, reading between the lines. The project had one key operative over the years, other young men from across the Soviet Union were pulled into the project as test specimens, subject to physical and psychological programming to turn them into killing machines for Hydra.
But that's not all Lydia found.
It's buried deep, the name of one of the Winter Soldier's targets in early 1981, a failed subject of something called the Black Widow program. The Winter Soldier not only failed to assassinate his target; they both vanished off the face of the planet. Hydra had reactivated the original Winter Soldier to find them both, but for once, even he failed.
The target's name is Stiles' name, his real name, the name his mother gave to him when he was born.
Lydia finds a photograph in the files of the missing Winter Soldier and his target; emotionless photos with faded Russian writing scrawled across the bottom.
Stiles had never seen his parents looking so young.
ps posting these on tumblr through the day.
This entry was originally posted at http://mhalachai.dreamwidth.org/318456.html. There are currently
comments.