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Close Call - Part 1
Wake the Dead
Pairing: Eva Archer x Troy Hassan
Rating: Teen
(cw swearing)
Word count: 2,000
Summary: Eva is terrified that something may have happened to Brynn while out scouting.
A/N: Wake the Dead AU, takes place before WTD events. Can be read as a single shot, builds on my previous WtD fics Starlit nights, Sisterly Advice.
Tagging: @choicesficwriterscreations @wakethedead-group-re-read
Eva paces back and forth nervously across the small room she shared with Brynn.
Her sister and her crew were out on a scouting expedition a days’ drive from the Tower. They had been expected back three days ago. It wasn’t the first time they’d been delayed, forced to lay low after encountering too many drones or car issues. But they’d always radio back.
Not this time.
Her mind hadn’t stopped spinning through increasingly dire scenarios as the hours went by. She’d gone through her pest control shifts on autopilot and spent the nights wide awake, too worried to sleep. Staring at that damned door, willing her sister to barge through it with her typical bravado and yet another hair-raising story to tell.
She feels a bubble of panic constrict her chest. She has to do something.
Squaring her shoulders, Eva strides across the crowded hallways over to the airlock entrance. She spots Andrew Scott, head of scouting units in a heated discussion with one of Blackstock’s goons.
“ – been having some radio issues but hopefully comms’ll be up and running again in no time. That damned antenna’s on its last leg…”
“Hey! Andrew! When the hell are you going to send a crew out there to help my sister?”
Andrew whirls around, a sympathetic look etched across his features.
“Eva –”
He’s interrupted by Blackstock’s lackey.
“Watch your language, you insolent brat. We’re not going to put another crew in danger because you decided to throw a little temper tantrum. Now run along unless you want to be put on waste disposal for the month.”
Furious, she rounds on the little man.
“Listen here, asshole, my sister and her friends are the reason the Tower even has resources like medicine, food, weapons. They risk their necks every day for this colony and you’re just gonna leave them out there?”
Andrew intervenes just as the now red-faced man signals over to two burly guards.
“Oookay, okay Eva, Melvin, let’s everyone take a deep breath. No need to escalate things, I’ll handle her.”
Andrew waits a beat before turning his focus back to her.
“Deal with her, Scott, or I will.”
The little man stares daggers at her before stalking away haughtily.
“Eva, how long have we known each other? Ya need to trust me to look out for my crew. I already asked a team to detour to Brynn’s last known location yesterday. But this, pissing off the higher-ups – not helping. You gotta tone it down. Especially if you still want to join our team in a few years.”
The towering man squeezes her shoulder sympathetically.
“I’m sorry, Andrew. I’m just really worried about Brynn… Please let me know as soon as you have news?”
“Of course. Now scram before you get us into any more hot water.”
Eva slowly walks back, dejected. She detours by the supply depot, hoping to run into Troy.
“Hey, Archer! Been wondering when I’d see your pretty face around here.”
“It’s Brynn, she… they’ve gone missing.”
Troy’s bright smile quickly turns into a concerned frown.
“What’s wrong?”
He steps out from behind the counter and wraps her in a tight hug. Eva melts into his warm embrace, letting his familiar scent surround and comfort her.
Troy’s heart breaks for her. He’s used to seeing her so strong, fearless. But right now, she feels small and fragile in his arms.
He tightens his hold on her, burying his face in her hair. She smells good, with just a hint of lavender from the contraband soaps he’d gifted her.
That scent had been driving him crazy for months.
He’s been captivated by Eva for years now, really, if he’s honest with himself.
He first noticed those lovely dimples whenever she smiled. The way her blue eyes sparkled with mischief when she thought of a new prank to drive her sister up the walls.
Troy is not exactly sure when their friendship had blossomed into something more for him.
It had been gradual.
He started getting unpleasant pangs of jealousy whenever Eva dated other men.
But it was that first evening he took her stargazing months ago, alone out on that windy balcony, Eva wrapped snuggly in his arms, he’d come to the realization he had truly fallen for his best friend.
And it had terrified him.
Eva and Brynn were the most important people he had in the world. Ever since he pantsed little Eva Archer back in first grade.
They had become his chosen family.
She had stolen his ration bar; Troy had reacted without thinking. After the initial shock had passed, Eva pulled her pants back on and ran after him like a little devil, yelling in outrage. Backed into a wall and terrified of this tiny red-haired tornado, Troy quickly apologized. She sized him up for a moment, then said “I’m not gonna hurt you, silly!” Little Eva wrapped him in a bone-crushing hug and gave him back the bar. He broke it in half, “Here, lets share.” From that moment, they had been inseparable.
Brynn, noticing their camaraderie and realizing Troy was all alone in the Tower, started looking out for him. She’d invite him along for meals, making sure he had his rations. Got him new clothes when his were becoming too worn down. Scolded him and Eva when they got into trouble – which was a regular occurrence. And, more recently, nagged him for his not-so-legal hobbies.
What if he fucked it all up?
He had a tendency to do just that, as his exes would point out.
Plus, there was the little matter of the side hustle he ran behind Blackstock’s back. God forbid they’d associate Eva too closely with him if things went south.
“Hey, watch it!”
He releases her clumsily, trying to clear the unwelcomed thoughts.
The sudden bustle of people at change of shift snaps him back to reality.
Reminds him he’s standing in the middle of a busy hallway with an upset Eva in his arms.
Troy ushers her into the confines of the supply depot, lowering the shutters for good measure. He sits her down on a tattered couch and settles in next to her.
“Eva, what happened?”
She looks down at her hands, eyes glistening.
“Andrew lost contact with Brynn and her crew three days ago. There’s another team out searching the area, but I’m worried, Troy. What if they don’t find her? What if they’re too late?”
“Hey now. Your sister’s the second most badass person I know, right after you. I swear the two of you are like fierce amazon warriors.”
“The point is, I know Brynn’s alright. She’s one of the best scouts the Tower’s got. And she’s careful. They’re most likely laying low somewhere. She'll be back in no time busting your ass for even worrying about her.”
Eva rolls her eyes, sniffling lightly.
“I’m not even gonna ask.”
“I… I’m sure you’re right, Troy. She is good at what she does. So are the others. I guess I... needed to hear it from someone else. Thanks for always being there for me.”
She forces a smile, her glistening eyes sparkling in the dim light of the cluttered room.
“Always, Eva.”
He gazes down at her, tenderness and concern reflected in his soft brown eyes as he pulls her closer into his arms, tracing soothing circles along her back. He wipes a tear from her cheeks, fingers lingering along her cheekbone.
Her breath hitches as she loses herself in his soft gaze and the warmth of his embrace.
Eva feels like a bundle of nerves from the stress, and the tingles she’s feeling from Troy’s caresses are messing with her usual self-control.
Right now, she wants to feel less the nerves constricting her chest, and more of Troy’s comforting touches.
On impulse she reaches up, tracing lithe fingers along his cheek and the dark stubble across his jaw. She unconsciously chews her lower lip.
He stares, entranced. God how he wants to reach out and kiss those lovely lips. He wonders what they’d taste like. Possibly those berry-flavoured ration bars she enjoys so much.
She lets her instincts guide her, a need she’d been burying for so long. She closes the distance, soft lips meeting his.
“Eva…”
Troy murmurs, lips ghosting hers.
Troy’s eyes widen in surprise. He cups her cheek as they kiss gently, tentatively, lips exploring in soft caresses. Bodies tingling with delight at the new but somehow familiar sensations.
“Hmm, Troy.”
He deepens the kiss at her inviting sigh, finally tasting her. Salt from her tears.
And cherries.
Troy loses the last of his self-control. His kisses become heated as he slips a hand below her shirt, skirting her lower back. Eva clings to him, responding to his every touch.
Just as their caresses become more feverish, they are startled apart by a loud banging against the shutters.
“Oi! Hassan! Open up! We’ve got crews reporting back with equipment.”
They glance at each other, eyes wide, breathless.
Troy is the first to recover, filling the awkward silence with his usual banter.
Eva chuckles, cheeks flushed.
“Well, that was something, Archer… I knew you couldn’t resist this.”
He gestures at his handsome features, grinning.
“God you’re insufferable…”
The banging against the shutters intensifies.
“Hassan!! What’s the hold up?!”
“Dammit! Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.”
Eva watches him go, flushed, heart pounding wildly in her chest.
Troy doesn’t want to let Eva go.
He’s scared that she'll realize how big of a mistake this was. Head still spinning, he quickly makes his way up to the counter.
Oh god, what just happened?
He pulls up the shutters and stops in his tracks, eyes wide with relief and a hint of guilt.
“Brynn!! Boy, am I glad to see you.”
At her sister’s name, Eva rushes up to the front and crashes into her arms.
“Brynn, you’re okay! What the hell happened? You had me worried…”
Brynn winces, and Eva lets her go quickly, giving her a once over. Her sister’s shirt is tattered, a dark bruise appearing to cover much of her right side. Dirk hovers protectively. Cassidy cradles an apparent broken arm as Brienne helps her stand.
Tony’s crew are right behind, carrying both teams’ weapons and crates of canned food and medical supplies.
“We were picking out meds in an outlet mall when the roof collapsed, must have been water damage. Bunch of drones fell on top of us from the second floor. Cassidy and I got trapped under a shelf. Dirk and Brienne managed to drag us out. We hid in a storage room hoping the drones would forget about the yummy human-sized snacks...”
“Looks like we got there just in time. There must have been two dozen of em’ packed into that little pharmacy. Had to lure them out to get to you.”
Tony chips in, dropping off the weapons and supplies onto the counter.
“Nah, just glad you’re all still on the side of the living. You and Cass should hit the infirmary. You look like you’ve got a couple of cracked ribs and I’m pretty sure arms don’t bend that way.”
“We owe you one, Tony.”
Brynn pats him on the shoulder, grimacing through the pain.
“You don’t say.”
Cassidy growls, clutching her bandaged arm.
She hesitates a moment, looking back at Troy, cheeks flushed.
“Come one, I’ll take you.”
Eva tenderly supports Brynn, avoiding the bruises.
“Talk later?”
“Yeah... sure.”
Troy rubs the back of his neck, dreading that conversation. He was an idiot to kiss her when she was at her most vulnerable, worried about Brynn. What if she regretted it? Hated him for it?
He sighs miserably and starts cataloguing the equipment.
The taste of salt and cherries lingers on his lips.
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I hate you
A guilty confession. I don't want to, I didn't mean to, but now I do.
Javey
David stood in front of the circulation gate, having taken the position of leader since Jack left him the night before.
“Alright, remember, we’re hurtin them and they know it. No soakin’ or hittin’ anyone.” He reminded the newsies as the gates swung open. The wagons made their way out followed by the army of goons and scabbers.
“I’m seein t’ings tell me i seein t’ings!” Spot yelled angrily, pointing toward the scabbers. David turned around to see none other than Jack Kelly standing there, clad in new fancy clothes, a stack of papes in his hand.
David looked at him dumbfounded. He knew the other newsies were yelling things, but it all sounded muffled to him, as if he was underwater. It couldn’t be. Not his Jack. His Jack would never scab. Not the Jack that kissed him in the alleyway the night before.
“This is why you left last night isn’t it?!” He accused Jack, anger bubbling inside of him as the shock subsided.
“You’re a liar! You lied about everything!” He accused him, thinking back to the other night. Jack had confessed to him. Said that he felt things, things you’re not supposed to feel towards someone who is just a friend. They had kissed in that alleyway and now here he was, new clothes from Pulitzer of all people.
“So? What you wanna do about it Dave?” Jack responded with a shrug, acting like this wasn’t killing him inside. He had to be strong. He couldn’t afford anyone gettin locked up because of him, especially not David. The refuge was no place for someone like him. It would chew him up and spit him out and Jack wouldn’t be able to live with himself.
“I don’t understand you.” David replied, crossing his arms. He gave Jack a hard look, waiting for him to break and say it was all some sort of plan. That he wasn’t really giving up.
“Oh so let me spell it out for you. You see, I aint got nobody tuckin’ me in a niht, like you. It’s just me. I gotta look out fo’ myself, alrih?!” He spat back. David didn’t understand. He had folks and a place to call home. He had others to depend on for food and clothes and shelter. He was a good boy who went to school and would probably have a fancy job in some office some day. All Jack had was Santa Fe and until then it was his job to protect the younger newsies. Francis had left him in charge. It was his job.
“You had the newsies!” Dave protested, pointing at the angry crowd who had all showed up in support of Jack and the strike.
“Oh what did bein’ a newsie eva give me bu a dime a day n a few black eyes?” Jack asked with a scoff. “Ya know, I cant afford ta be a kid no mo Dave. Fo tha firs time in my life I got money in me pockets, real money. Money. You understan?!” He replied, shoving his shoulder to emphasize his point and also to put a little distance between him and Davey.
“I got mo on tha way n as soon as i collect ‘m gone, ‘m away, alrih?!” He said heatedly. Dave didn’t understand, he was too perfect. He was too good for Jack. He couldn’t have Dave, not when he could do so much better. He had to do this.
“Well that’s good because we don’t need you!” Davey replied, gesturing towards the other newsies. “We don’t need you! Because all those words you said, those were mine.” He added on, taking a step back from him. If Jack was going to give up he would lead the strike without him. He wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t a coward.
That stung Jack. It made his heart drop into his stomach and tears prick at the corners of his eyes. David was right. They didn’t need him. He was replaceable.
“Yeah, but you never had the guts to say em yaself, did ya?” He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth as soon as he saw the hurt in Davey’s eyes.
David straightened up and Jack could almost physically see the walls that he had gotten past to start to rebuild.
“I hate you.” David said coldly, his stare just as icy as his words, monotonous with no feeling. No life. “I hate you.” He repeated, shoving Jack away from him before walking back to the newsies, taking the rest of Jack’s heart with him.
Thanks for the ask!
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The Final Takeover - Part Five
Annie had a spring in her step as she made her way through the Cicero streets. She glanced at the former headquarters of the FBI and remembered the previous week’s massacre there that had made headlines not just in America, but even across the world according to some people she had talked to. The death of Mr Hoover had decimated the FBI and they would not be able to rebuild their operations any time soon.
The women had benefited but Annie had also noticed that the Cicero gang was becoming more blatant in its dealings too. Every evening she might spy a gangster holding a Tommy gun. Some were trying to threaten businesses into paying greater extortion fees. Without the FBI, Capone had decided to try and increase his grip on the city.
“Don’t be concerned” Helen had told Annie when she told her these things, “the more they move in the open, the easier targets they will become”. The previous week had seen Annie not perform any more hits, and Helen’s groups had become more quiet. Tonight though, that would change.
She entered a small clothing shop and smiled at the owner briefly before making her way through the storeroom and down a flight of stairs to a basement area. Underneath the store was a nice little office area that Helen would use sometimes and she was here today along with Suzy, Nellie and Ruth.
“Ah Annie, just in time” Helen said, welcoming her in with a kiss on the cheek, “I was just giving you your assignments. Suzy is going after Malone, Nellie, on Maxy Jacobs and the distillery, Annie, Ruth, I want you to disrupt the meeting between Frank Nitti and Michael Bell”.
Annie celebrated in her head. It was the job she wanted and to do it with her lover and partner Ruth would be a special moment. Frank Nitti was a crime boss for his own region of Cicero but had recently allied himself to Capone when many of his lieutenants had been wiped out by Helen and her gang. The man he was meeting, Michael Bell, was Cicero’s top property developer. There was a saying in the city that if you could see it on the skyline from the lake, Michael Bell had built it. “Where are they going to be?” she asked Helen.
“They will be meeting at the Grand Tower” Helen told her. “This evening, at nine pm. From what my informants tell me, Nitti is trying to get Bell to complete construction earlier so Capone can get his money in. The workers are on site almost 24 hours a day at present. What do you say we give them a break?” she said cruelly.
“Oh yeah, a nice permanent break” Annie agreed, chuckling. The Grand Tower would be an epic location for the hit. It was already Cicero’s tallest building despite still not being completely finished. Capone had been involved in the financing of it, and would reap the rewards of its construction when finished as he had from other projects with Michael Bell.
“Good” Helen said, “tonight ladies we show the city that Capone is not the one to fear, it is us. With the FBI gone, we will be the new power in the city. Now go, assemble your teams and make every bullet count”.
“Yes boss!” the four women said, and Annie and Ruth walked out of the shop, hand in hand, already talking about who they wanted to join them on this murderous exhibition.
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“We’re almost there” Ruth said as she sped through the streets of Cicero towards downtown. It had just turned 9pm and Annie knew that now would be the right time to strike. Nitti, his goons and Bell would all be at the Grand Tower’s construction site, doubtless meeting on a high floor in the building to try and impress each other with their power.
Annie looked at her Tommy gun, Ruth, and then to Daisy and Eva in the back. This was the only true power she knew you needed. A well-organised group and a clean submachine gun. They were all dressed in their pinstriped suits with their fedoras on and looked like the soldiers that they were. She knew Jane and a couple of other women would be driving to the site too. There were two entrances, and they planned to seal both off to create a killing zone in the centre. They would work their way up the tower, floor by floor, shooting everyone in sight. There would be some danger from the gangsters that Frank Nitti would have brought with him but most of the workers would just be sheep ready to be slaughtered.
“Get ready” Annie instructed the women in the back. There would be no need for subtlety here. The cops were unlikely to come and help, most officers finding themselves too sick to walk the beat after seeing what happened to the FBI. Daisy and Eva wound down their windows from the back of the car as Ruth turned a corner to the entrance of the Grand Tower construction. There were two men in long coats trying to disguise their small Tommy guns outside it. Ruth sped up the car as they approached the two men and Annie leaned out of the window with her gun.
She fired as they approached the men, as did Eva and Daisy. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The men had no time to react before they had been lit up by the rapid fire of bullets. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They cried out in pain and Ruth stopped the car as their bodies fell to the floor and the four women clambered out of the car and went towards the tower construction. It was an impressive building, the bottom already bricked up with glass windows whereas the upper floors were still being built, a mass of concrete floors and steel framed bars. Annie tried to ignore its impressive beauty. Around the top were cranes designed to lift up the remaining materials.
“Make the most of your ammo” Annie instructed her team. “We want some spare for the top when we find these assholes”. Daisy and Eva nodded. They walked towards the buildings concrete entrance and as they did so, a man came out towards them, perhaps unsure what was happening. He wore blue construction overalls and a flat cap. He shone a torch towards the women. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Annie gave him a slug of bullets into his chest and he fell back. She walked over his body and aimed at his head. BAM-BAM. She gave a quick tap of the trigger and put neat holes in his head. “Like that” she said, smiling at the other women who chuckled.
The inside of the building was still being decorated but there was already a couple of marble columns in the entrance hall. Inside were two men in shirts sharing a cigarette together and looking bored. They turned towards the women but this time it was Ruth and Daisy who opened fire. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM, BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They dispatched the two men and Annie looked at their contorted bodies. Both had pistols tucked into their waistbands. She shook her head and hoped the bodyguards upstairs might have a little more respect for their prowess and have proper submachine guns.
The door behind them opened and in walked Jane and Jackie, two of the newer recruits, both wearing their pinstriped uniforms and carrying their Tommy guns. “You two stay down here” she instructed them, “anyone who isn’t us comes down in one of these damn elevators, you waste them. No mercy. No survivors”.
Jackie and Jane both smiled. Their instructions were clear as day and they both seemed to be secretly hoping that some men would make it past the women and try to get out, only to be gunned down by them.
Annie looked at the elevator shaft in the building. There was only a crude metal structure inside but it would hold her, Ruth, Eva and Daisy as they made their way up the building towards the top floors. That would be where most of the remaining workers, bodyguards and of course, Nitti and Bell would be. They all stepped in and began their ascent slowly, Daisy and Ruth keeping their guns at the ready, looking for anyone to pounce on at any floor. They passed completed floors, eventually reaching the 25th in the building.
They were luckier here. Annie stopped the lift when they saw eight workers on the floor, still constructing in the evening, joining strips of steel or putting glass into the windows. “All yours Daisy” Annie said and the blonde stepped out of the elevator with her Tommy gun pointing from her waist.
A couple of the men turned round and one started to say “Hey!” as they saw her but it was too late. She opened fire. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Annie watched proudly as Daisy swung her gun around the room, firing at everyone in sight. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. A few arched swings with the weapon was enough and soon the eight workers were all dead.
“Mmm, that’s nice to watch” Ruth said, turning and grinning at Annie. She was right, Annie thought. She had as much pleasure watching their proteges from other cities becoming bloodthirsty killers as she did from pulling the trigger herself.
Daisy was walking around the room, checking the bodies before she looked to the staircase being built to connect all the floors. She pointed her gun towards it and began to walk up while Annie got the elevator moving again. She continued up to the 30th. They passed a couple of workers looking around who had evidently heard the shots but left them for Daisy. Sure enough, there was the occasional faint burst of BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM from her Tommy gun as Daisy made her way up.
Eva got out of the construction elevator on the 30th floor and finding nobody, began walking up the stairs to the next one. Annie started the elevator but immediately heard the BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM sound of Eva’s Tommy gun firing. As they rose up to the floor she saw Eva had stumbled onto four workers in overalls and was giving them their payment for the day in lead. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The former gangster’s wife looked happy to be doing some slaughtering of her own.
Annie and Ruth continued up in the elevator all the way to the 36th floor. There were only a few more above them with floors in but they finally saw someone who was not a worker. A man in a suit stood on a concrete floor, smoking with his Tommy gun by his side. The air whistled on this floor as there were no windows in place and there was exposed steel everywhere. He was looking at the other workers on the floor. There were a couple of dozen, hammering nails and rivets into the steel or putting up walls and the man seemed to be overseeing them.
“This is our stop” Annie said to Ruth, “time for us to go to work”
“And for us to help them poor bastards stop!” Ruth joked. Annie looked into her partner’s eyes. They shared a quick kiss before getting out of the elevator. Annie took aim towards the gangster and whistled. He turned away from the workers towards her and she opened fire. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. She pummelled his chest before he had a chance to raise his gun and he dropped it.
Around him, the workers looked around with frightened faces but both women were ready for them. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They both opened fire, hitting as many men as they could in a single volley. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They kept their fingers on the trigger as they swept the room, massacring the workers. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Eventually their guns ran dry and Annie took a second to appreciate the mass of bodies at strange angles, all full of bullet holes.
They both changed to a new 100-bullet magazine and Annie began their ascent up the stairs. She bounded up them in time to see two gangsters running the other way with their Tommy guns from the floor above. She spun and gained her balance to aim at them before they could see her. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. She hosed them down with a rapid fire they could not compete with. Their grey suits became a mess of bullet holes and red marks from their wounds.
BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. She added some further shots to make sure. “Shit boss, we got to run!” she heard a panicked voice say from above them, so she shot up towards the floor above her. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. That would force them to go higher and she changed her magazine again.
She covered Ruth as Ruth went up the next stairs before joining her. Ruth had her weapon pointed at three workers with their hands held high. “Haha, surrender!” Ruth chuckled at the three men. “There’s only one form of surrender we accept”. She opened fire. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The men were cut down and Annie grinned. She loved to see Ruth being so ruthless. It was the adjective she was born for.
Ruth finished her slaughter before covering Annie as she went up the next stairs. She could hear shouting above her, presumably as Michael Bell and Frank Nitti tried to formulate a plan to defend themselves. She turned on to the floor and saw another man in a suit with a pistol in his hand. He was also holding a worker with his arms. “Stop! Stop or I’ll shoot this man!”.
Annie smirked before raising her gun. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. She gave a volley into the chest of the man and the gangster, her bullets piercing them both and they both shouted in pain as they fell over, bleeding and dying. A noise above her made her spin and Annie saw about a dozen more men in overalls rushing towards her from the floor above.
She still had plenty of bullets in her magazine thanks to its enlarged size so she turned and opened fire. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Ruth appeared by her side and joined the shooting. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The staircase began to be littered with bodies as they were all cut down before they could reach the women.
One or two towards the back of the pack began to turn and run. Annie and Ruth turned their guns towards them to make sure there was no escape. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They finished the killing spree and changed their magazines again.
Annie could feel the cold air whistling through the floors and in her hair. They were near the top of the building that still had floors. She heard the noise of the elevator rumbling behind her and turned towards it, gun high, but then smiled as she saw Eva and Daisy joining them.
There was shouting from the floor above and Annie guessed that Nitti and Bell would be arranging their guards to make a last stand. She formulated a plan quickly. “Go in the elevator whilst we go for the stairs” she said to Daisy and Eva, “simple crossfire”. The women nodded and returned to the elevator whilst Ruth walked to Annie’s side.
“Ready for this?” Ruth asked her quietly.
“With you by my side, always” Annie said. They shared a passionate kiss and then made their way up the stairs. As soon as they reached the top, they both ducked down, hiding behind concrete pillars as BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM, Nitti’s remaining goons fired on them. There seemed to be four of them, all firing wildly. Annie remained patient and grinned towards Ruth. Their Tommy guns still had more ammo to fire.
The firing of Nitti’s men stopped and Annie and Ruth swung round from their positions. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The gangsters dropped behind some tables and concrete but the elevator arrived at the floor with Eva and Daisy and the men realised the trap too late. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Daisy and Eva slaughtered them as they sheltered, laughing as they did so.
BAM, BAM, BAM. Three shots from the floor above made all the women duck. “Come and get me you fucking whores!” the deep voice of Frank Nitti boomed. “Come on!”. He fired some more as he ran towards the stairs. BAM, BAM, BAM. “Whores!” he shouted again.
Annie ducked low and rolled on the ground, quickly finding her aim and firing BAM-BAM towards Nitti’s exposed leg on the stairs. He shouted in pain and she knew her shots had been successful. “Fuck, fuck!” Nitti called as he ran upwards.
“You good?” Ruth said, helping Annie off the floor.
“Oh yeah” Annie said. “Let’s go finish this son of a bitch”.
The women regrouped by the stairs and made their way up. The sound of the wind grew stronger. They were looking up towards the clouds over the city and the howl of the Cicero wind at times was deafening. There was nowhere else to go for Frank Nitti and Michael Bell. Bell was dressed in a smart suit and raised his hands in surrender whilst Frank Nitti cradled his injured leg. His hand was shaking as he raised the pistol in his hands.
BAM-BAM. Annie took a careful aim and shot at his arm. Nitti cried in pain and dropped the gun. Bell continued to surrender. The four women walked towards the two men, forcing them backwards towards the ledge of the concrete floor.
“What do you want?” Bell spoke, looking nervously around, “please, let’s make a deal. You’re Helen’s gang yes? I can be useful to you, very useful”.
“Fuckin’ rat” Nitti said, looking at Bell, “fuckin’ sell out”.
“Please” Bell continued, “let me live and I’ll make you the richest gang in the city, no, the whole damn world!”.
Annie chuckled. She looked round at Ruth, Daisy and Eva. “Ladies, do you think we need these men to get us rich?”.
“The only currency I need is more bullets” Ruth replied loudly, “and luckily we’ve still got a lot of those!”.
“No, no!” Bell shouted.
“Ladies, time to make these two assholes go over the ledge!” Annie shouted. She pressed the trigger on her Tommy gun. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. The four women pummelled the two men in the guts, making them stumble backwards. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They used the angle of the guns to keep their targets upright. They began writhing and going backwards, taking steps involuntarily backwards. BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. They continued to rip into the men until finally…BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM….the two men both toppled off the edge of the Grand Tower, shouting in pain and fear as they fell nearly forty stories to the site below.
Ruth turned to Annie and they shared a passionate embrace. Annie couldn’t wait to get Ruth home and spend the night with her making love as was their custom after a night of slaughter. They descended in the elevator and found Jackie and Jane at the bottom, with three bodies of workers by them who they had gunned down.
“We saw the bodies fall to the ground” Jackie said, “it looked epic!”
Annie smiled. It was epic and the symbolism of two powerful men being gunned off a building would send a shudder around all of Capone’s remaining allies. They ran back to their cars and got in, driving away from the Grand Tower. For the second time, there would be another building on the Cicero skyline to remind the city about what happened when you defied Helen Monroe and as the skyline grew, the number of enemies would be constantly falling.
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Adventures in Pocketville Unpopular Opinions (okay well some of the MAY be popular…):
- Kate and Magic had way too much screen time. Wish we had more moments purely of the Royal Guards or Ava.
-Kate didn’t have to be blonde and blue-eyed and constantly wearing pink. She looks too much like a young Barbie.
-Wallace and Ava were fine as friends; they really didn’t need to add that kiss. I don’t think there was anything that they did together that was hinting to romance (it could easily pass as a friendship), probably except for that look Ava gave Wallace when she asked him if he could become his guide in the city. If anything, William x Ava is a better ship, even though I’m not that interesting in shipping characters.
-The paws with thumbs and the dexterity of a human hand, Krakia’s wings looking like hands, and the flat teeth that the Pocketville characters have (except for sharp-toothed Eva and her lackeys) are lowkey creepy.
-Eva is not as well-written an antagonist as Zull and Gort (neither is the Pet Buster but we don’t talk about him). She has a huge lack of redeeming factors and seems to be written as a “complete monster”, while we get to see Zull and Gort occasionally have moments of genuine kindness. Not to mention that she literally said in “Operation Princess” that “she didn’t become evil, she’s always been that way”. Evil for evil’s sake, the classic one-dimensionality. Could’ve gotten the opportunity to see how Eva and Ava were like when they were young (and no, I’m not counting that flashback scene because clearly it seems to be rather recent).
-The Big City is sooooo bland and generic for a city name. Even the locals call it that. Could’ve made up a name or say that it’s New York City or something.
-The ending wasn’t good. At all. They should’ve just let Eva and her goons stay imprisoned (seriously, the idea to release everyone from the dungeon on a holiday is so stupid and reckless) and the Pet Buster too (just what was his sentence?). But nope, just let them get released so that a switch-up can happen.
-I hate the fact that absolutely no adults were at least the slightest bit suspicious about the Pet Buster. Not even Kate’s father, who should’ve thought that Kate was kidnapped by the Pet Buster (and he was probably trying to cover it up) because she got locked in a room in the back.
-There was barely an epilogue in the ending too.
-Ava/Ami should’ve been a queen instead of a princess.
#puppy in my pocket#adventures in pocketville#unpopular opinion#puppy in my pocket adventures in pocketville
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questions about your umineko taka au! if ive got this right, the taka au takes place in two parts, with some "prior events" things.
prior to events, beatrice tricks and steals land from kinzo. the castiglioni's clan is established, thus making them the direct rival family to the ushiromiya's.
the first part is the ushiromiya family reunion, the usual deal. the massacare occurs, except the cousins survive and end up hiding with the castiglioni family.
second part is a timeskip, where the cousins hire the blackjacks [aka the higurashi cast] to help them avenge the ushiroimiya family. and THAT reveals the blackacks agenda of avenging their town, hinamizawa. all effected by one person aka the oil baroness featherine. this is my very bare bones understanding of the timeline, but was that correct?
aside from that question, another one i had was, did ange attend the family reunion instead of being sick, and she survived/hid out with the rest of the cousins? if she didn't, what happened to her?
Oh the question of the timeline then yes you would be correct! If it was like a proper comic or fic the events prior to the blackjacks and Ushiromiya cousins meeting would be flashbacked to and I think are generally more familiar for WTC because they are Umineko and Higurashi with only a few changes here and there. So the AU actually starts with the cousins trying to hire the games club and their connection to each other’s goals, as well as the Ushiromiya family massacre, what happened in Hinamizawa, and the origins of the Castiglinoi all start unraveling from then on.
In regards to the Ange that’s a case where she didn’t attend as usual but with Eva being presumed dead (She survives the massacre but she believes everyone died and lost some memories due to the trauma) Ange grows up with Kasumi instead. Kasumi keeps Ange at the Sumedera manor and never let’s her go out. She also never let’s Ange try to pursue the truth about what happened to her family, which obviously makes Ange resent her and when she’s 18 she escapes the manor with Amakusa’s help. Later on in searching for the truth she tries to hire the outlaw/mercenary group known as the “Siete Demonios” as a means to keep her safe from the goons she knows Kasumi will inevitably send after her. However she doesn’t have enough money from what she took from Kasumi to pay for all 7, just one. Out of the 7 it’s Mammon who chooses to accompany her and Amakusa on the quest to figure out what happened to her family. Which, given the changes you can guess leads to more bombshells for Ange than the obvious one of who did the massacre.
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Doctors season 10 run (2008), Part 3/3
Episode 18: Don’t Try This at Home
Wooo here we go, rooting for him Not Dying in this episode (I've been burned before...)
This episode is being coy about the Dramatic Plot. We are officially in the era of Jackass: "How are we going to make a name for ourselves if we can't even do a simple stunt like skiing downstairs?!"
Here he is! Back in leather. Mourning gear? Jack is not handling things well! He is volatile and telling stories about teaching his son to beat people up. Matt and Jill exchange awkward glances.
Oh no, Jack's suspicious!! He didn't become a successful businessman by being an idiot, apparently: "It's time we got some answers..."
Ooh he's tossing tables! He realises he don't really know anything about Matt! Or Jill! (He has history with Jill, mind. Matt....I guess will remain a Mystery™️).
And now Matt has to go and take care of business, which leaves Jill alone with volatile Jack. He did just admit to killing her colleague in Newcastle though...
She's got him admitting to killing the cop (on wire?) but Matt's asking what they've been discussing like he's suspicious now....(did he do the killing?)
Matt IS suspicious: "What're you so happy about?"
Oh noooo he doesn't trust her. Maybe my theories are wrong! It's the leather jacket, he's gone to Jack's side again!
So they appeared to overhear her saying she had enough info to put Jack away but Matt held Jack back and now they're like "??? Where's she off??"
And....she very easily let herself be followed .... Six episodes of competent undercover work and then she drives off alone, lets herself be followed, gets out of the car in a dark, empty lot with the evidence in her hand, with no sign of her contact...and then gets shot!
And I was 100000x wrong!!!!! D:
Matt did the shooting!
Bye Eva? :(
Episode 19: Brick Teasers
Bye Eva :((
My heart is broken. Taken in by a no good gangster's goon just because he's built like a brick shithouse with the softest puppy eyes and he helped her hide a murder :(
On the other hand does this mean everything about Jack is a fraud and Matt was doing the Crimes the whole time?
On the third hand, this is just a way of letting Eva's boring doctor boyfriend get revenge, isn't it? Bleh.
Or maybe there'll just be nothing again, no resolution or payoff and imdb was wrong about him being in this episode as well. :/
"This place does seem to have a rather.....alarming death rate" <- Heston the posh doc is narratively aware.
AAAAAAAAA
HE FAKED HER DEATH
MY LOVE
I NEVER GAVE UP ON YOU NOT REALLY
Ahahahahahaha Matt was also undercover ok ok I did have my suspicions but I never wrote them down because that seemed absurd.
He's still undercover because he's after the bigger prize and now Jack will think his loyalty is beyond doubt :')
Aaaand he wanders off, too quickly for me to get a good screenshot. Bye Matt!
Oh my god he's like. Looking after Jill? Or her keeper now or something? She's dumping her boring doctor to go and live in hiding with Matt. I mean, same, Jill/Eva.
Love, if you want to run away with Matt, just say you want to run away with Matt, we'll all understand!
Also I was clearly right about the Leather Jacket Symbolism.
Also I see what you did there with the ‘prank’ themed episode writers, oh ho ho, very clever.
Review:
Dead? Astonishingly NO!
Evil? Also no! I mean, still a cop, and we know what undercover cops get up to, but not on the level of Jack and Callum.
Affects the plot? Yes indeed! Helping to hide the murder, then faking a murder. Very enterprising!
Hmm so 3.5/5. There’s a lot to wade through for the good stuff. And he’s barely in Episode 19 because they were hanging on to the twist, so that and the trauma of the end of Episode 18 knocked it down from a 4 for me. But good lord if I had infinite time and infinite writing energy it’s absolutely wide open with missing scenes and stuff going on in the background for fanfiction. And that hair. That jacket. The general ‘silent but deadly’ vibe. Delightful.
These episodes from season 10, as you’ll see, are all on YouTube if you search by the episode title. I haven’t managed to track down the other three episodes Joplin was in as different characters back in seasons 4 and 7, but I’ll report back if I do find them!
#adventures in joplin sibtain's imdb page#joplin sibtain#bbc doctors#blimey that was a rollercoaster i'm exhausted#how do people watch this shit every single day??#i couldn't handle it
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HIGHLIGHTS FOR ABC NEWS’ ‘GMA3: WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW,’ NOV. 13-17
The following report highlights the programming of ABC’s “GMA3: What You Need to Know” during the week of Nov. 13-17. “GMA3: What You Need to Know” is a one-hour program co-anchored by Eva Pilgrim and DeMarco Morgan, with Dr. Jennifer Ashton as chief health and medical correspondent. The news program airs weekdays at 1:00 p.m. EST | 12:00 p.m. CST on ABC, and 4:00 p.m. and 6:00 p.m. EDT on ABC News Live.
Highlights of the week include the following:
Monday, Nov. 13 — “GMA3” kicks off Education Week with U.S. Secretary of Education Dr. Miguel Cardona; ABC News senior national correspondent Steve Osunsami reports on the high cost of gear for kids sports; Madison Square Garden executive chef Russell Guarneri; record producer and rapper Swizz Beatz with son Nasir Dean
Tuesday, Nov. 14 — Relationship expert and host Tamica Lee (“Ready to Love”); rapper and cookbook author E-40 (“Goon with the Spoon”)
Wednesday, Nov. 15 — Paralympian and author Scout Bassett (“Lucky Girl”); comedian and podcast host Craig Ferguson (“Joy”); Oprah’s Favorite Things: Deals and Steals with ABC e-commerce editor Tory Johnson and Oprah Daily creative director Adam Glassman
Thursday, Nov. 16 — Retail expert Trae Bodge; actors Danny and Lucy DeVito (“I Need That”); Education Week continues with a report from “GMA3” co-anchor Eva Pilgrim on the high success rate of English language learning (ELL) students
Friday, Nov. 17 — ABC News chief Washington correspondent and author Jonathan Karl (“Tired of Winning”); Faith Friday with priest, author and playwright Father Edward Beck; ABC News correspondent Steve Osunami interviews Great Jobs KC CEO Earl Martin Phalen and musician Tech N9ne
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rehman sharif beaten to death by goons in owen sound
Awful, awful news out of Owen Sound. Sharif Rahman, the most kind man who ran The Curry House and was brutally attacked outside the restaurant last week, has died. Police still looking for 3 suspects. We should all be incensed. https://t.co/JvPNdblzQP— Eva Salinas (@eva_sita) August 25, 2023
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God I wish I was her (Eva of Goon fame) I deserve Doug not her >:/
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#tx#goon 2011#dead fandom but come on i love this movie .#tag whoring ahead beware#xavier laflamme#doug glatt#eva
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For the book stacks, any of these you like: Books Rachel would Read, Books Rietta would Read, and/or Books Elystan would Read.
Ooh, what a fun idea! I’m pretty sure all my OCs would read all kinds of things that I wouldn’t, but let’s suppose they’ve been let loose in my house to choose twenty books from my shelves. Here’s what they might go for.
Rachel
Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
An Old-Fashioned Girl by Louisa May Alcott
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
The Marvelous Land of Oz by L. Frank Baum
Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Bleak House by Charles Dickens
The Shadow of the Bear by Regina Doman
Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell
The Castle Behind Thorns by Merrie Haskell
The Dragonfly Pool by Eva Ibbotson
The Door in the Hedge by Robin McKinley
The Enchanted Castle by E. Nesbit
Tom’s Midnight Garden by Philippa Pearce
Withering-By-Sea by Judith Rossell
Apple Bough by Noel Streatfeild
The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making by Catherynne M. Valente
Charlotte’s Web by E. B. White
Mother Carey’s Chickens by Kate Wiggin Douglas
Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder
Most of Rachel’s selections are classics, with an emphasis on family or friendship stories, which she would relate to. But there’s also a lot of children’s fantasy: Oz (the real-world equivalent of the Yew stories she loves in-universe) and others in a similar vein. Some books were chosen because they’re vaguely reminiscent of her encounters with Rietta: The Enchanted Castle, Tom’s Midnight Garden, The Dragonfly Pool, etc. Jane Eyre and The Shadow of the Bear are present because they have heroines I think she’d appreciate.
Rietta
Knife by R. J. Anderson
Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
The Penderwicks by Jeanne Birdsall
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins
Entwined by Heather Dixon Wallwork
The Princess Bride by William Goldman
Frederica by Georgette Heyer
The Ordinary Princess by M. M. Kaye
Pippi Longstocking by Astrid Lindgren
The Princess and the Goblin by George MacDonald
Woodwalker by Emily B. Martin
Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery
The Blue Castle by L. M. Montgomery
Flambards by K. M. Peyton
Skating Shoes by Noel Streatfeild
The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain
Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne
Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster
When Patty Went to College by Jean Webster
For Rietta, I choose books about heroines I think she would appreciate (outgoing and enthusiastic girls/women who boldly take on the world and often escape or defy stifling circumstances), stories with an emphasis on adventure and/or romance (Woodwalker is exactly the sort of fantasy she would like; The Hunger Games would have her on the edge of her seat), travel tales, and family stories that she would devour enviously (her choices of fictional families are a bit more lively/chaotic than Rachel’s selections).
Elystan
Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo
Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer
The Adolescent by Fyodor Dostoevsky
Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories Volume I by Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories Volume II by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Prisoner of Zenda by Anthony Hope
Raffles by E. W. Hornung
Archer’s Goon by Diana Wynne Jones
The Lives of Christopher Chant by Diana Wynne Jones
Eight Days of Luke by Diana Wynne Jones
The Story of the Treasure Seekers by E. Nesbit
The Magic World by E. Nesbit
The False Prince by Jennifer A. Nielsen
The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Orczy
Tenthragon by Constance Savery
The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict by Trenton Lee Stewart
The Thief by Megan Whalen Turner
The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner
The Gold Bat and Other Stories by P. G. Wodehouse
Mike and Psmith by P. G. Wodehouse
Assuming I could convince Elystan to restrict himself to just twenty books! He’s got an apparent preference for crime and royal intrigue, both if possible. Lots of trickster characters. I think he’d very much appreciate Diana Wynne Jones. He’s a big Sherlock Holmes fan (or rather, his world’s version of the character) but also reads Raffles with the same excitement, seeing no moral inconsistency. Six of Crows is not age-appropriate for him, but why would that stop him he’d be all over that plot. Wodehouse’s school stories would amuse him, and I think he’d appreciate the young Nicholas Benedict. And Oswald Bastable’s narration style. The Adolescent is there because copies of Flight of Fantasy (the book he reads in “A Visit from the Murderess”) are impossible to come by, and Tenthragon is something he really ought to read, particularly later in his timeline.
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HEY CAPTAIN
Chapter - 2 : Saving
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Eva Stark (OC)
Warning(s): MCU Spoilers (potentially); Language(?); Angst; Brief mentions of abduction and false portrayal of circumstances; Slowburn; Physical abuse; Any other required and additional warnings will be added in the upcoming chapters; Not gonna beat around the bush, this would probably portray the OC as the opposite of the strong, independent woman of the 21st century in the beginning. All I could say is see how far her character will grow; Fluff; Of course smut (👀); Physical abuse.
A/N: This is a series that I had in my mind for so long but didn’t put into words until now. It’s been nagging me and I though, fuck it. Imma write this! I hope you guys will enjoy reading this.
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With Thor’s help, the avengers were able to successfully breach the defense shield surrounding factory. As soon as it was done, Steve rushed in along with Tony while the remaining took care of the hydra goons outside.
As soon as they rushed in, batches of hydra started attacking them, trying to outnumber them, but they kept ducking, defending and attacking them, knocking them out so that the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that were going to be there anytime soon will arrest them.
Tony also sent a message to evacuate any possible population in the surrounding area, just in case anything goes wrong. As soon as Tony made a dash into the room filled with engineers and other Hydra agents, they started shooting at Tony, more at the iron man suit.
“Guys, stop. We gotta talk this through” said Tony and tiny missile like bullets emerged from the shoulders of his suit and shot at the agents.
“It’s good talk” chirped Tony after successfully disarming everyone in the room.
“No, it wasn’t” groaned one of the engineers.
While Tony was busy trying to get into the main level of the factory where he could gather all the information about the base and possibly the next Hydra plan, Steve concentrated on getting the prisoners out. Both of them knocked out and disarmed the Hydra agents on their way.
Soon, Steve parted away from Tony and reached one of the lower levels of the factory where the prisoners were kept. As soon as he did, he informed the team to let the Shield agents in so that they can escort the prisoners out, but not without taking precautions. For all they know, a few of those prisoners can be Hydra experiments or one of the bad guys that Hydra wants with them.
Tony soon reached the main level where Arnold Brown Jr. was present and silently stood beside him where the latter was typing some instructions in the computer in front of him. As soon as Brown saw Tony, he quickly retrieved his gun from the holster and shot at Tony but it didn’t deter Tony.
“Hey buddy, if you plan on attacking me, then at least plan on using something that’s not so stupid” said Tony and punched Arnold.
Arnold fell down with a groan, but pulled out another gun from below the table, shooting Tony. This time, Tony shot one of his missile bullets at Arnold and the latter lost his consciousness.
Tony stepped out of his suit but kept it on stand by to attack any enemy that will try to attack him. Tony walked towards the computers and bugged them with F.R.I.D.A.Y., telling the AI to copy everything that was present in the computers and the data in the databases that are connected to them.
As soon as the AI was done, Tony ordered it to delete everything that were present in those computers without any chance of retrieving the data again. After it was done, Tony stepped back into the suit and flew out of the factory with the data he collected with F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s help.
After knocking out one of the prisoners who happens to be the last prisoner in the factory, Steve walked out of there while helping the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents escort the prisoners out, taking them into custody after which the prisoners will be interrogated.
After that, Steve met his fellow avengers who was already waiting by the quinjet and stopped with a sigh.
“Man, that was one hell of a mission” grunted Nat, sitting down on the ground while Wanda pressed an ice pack to her own arm.
“Yeah it is” said Steve and looked at Tony who said “F.R.I.D.A.Y., look for any other available heat signatures. I want to make sure that no one is left behind.”
“Okay, Mr. Stark” said the AI and a few seconds later replied “There seems to be someone present in the west wing, Mr. Stark. The heat signatures indicate so.”
“I’ll take care of it. Just guide me through it so that I won’t take long finding my way in” said Steve, making his shield attach to the holsters of the back of his shoulders.
Entering the west wing, Steve asked “Okay now what?”
“The heat signature is present way under the ground. Maybe a hidden bunk or basement or a cell. Whatever. Cap, walk down the hallway to your right. There seems to be a closet door at the end of it. The closet is actually the way downstairs to that bunk.”
Steve walked to the end of the hallway to his right and found a closet door like he was told. He opened the door and saw it was stacked full with cardboard boxes. He removed them as quick as possible and found a trapdoor there on the floor. He pulled the ring of the trapdoor, pulling it up and saw a flight of stairs leading down.
“This looks like one of those haunted house videos that the Parker kid keeps on watching with Wanda” mumbled Steve looking down the stairs.
“Hey! Those are fun to watch!” protested Wanda.
“Just get your work done quickly Cap. I feel like eating a cheeseburger” said Tony.
“Alright, alright” sighed Steve going down the stairs and saw there was only one way. Everything was stark white. It looked like he entered some sort of psychiatric ward. He followed down the hallway and stopped at glass door which was opaque and definitely locked. Grabbing his shield, he quickly broke the tiny keypad that was acting as a lock and opened the door, walking inside holding his shield. When he entered, he saw a figure curled into a ball by the corner of the room, hair a mess of brown locks. It didn’t take him much time to figure out that the figure was a female and Steve hesitantly walked towards her.
“Mam?” called Steve while walking towards the figure but that said figure didn’t seem to move.
Crouching down behind her, Steve grabbed her by her shoulder and gently pulled her making her roll back to her back. A soft whimper left her lips and Steve’s eyes widened looking at her. Her high cheekbones, sharp nose and pouty lips definitely added to her beauty but what caught his attention was the two pools of hazel that tried to stare at him as her eyes fluttered open with a struggle. The bruises and other sorts of injuries on her face and arms boiled his blood and he was definitely sure that there were more bruises on her body than what was visible. She looked so fragile and helpless with dried tears on her cheeks.
“Mam, are you okay? Can you hear me?” asked Steve, gently holding her arms as she tried to keep her eyes open.
Another soft whimper left her lips and she closed her eyes.
“Mam? I-” Steve was saying but was cut off by the woman who opened her eyes, putting all of her struggle to look at him.
“Please save me. Please get me out of here” she pleaded, looking at him with tearful eyes.
Steve’s heart immediately melted looking at her and he nodded at her, holding her hand in his. The delicate ring on her index finger didn’t leave his notice.
“I’m here to save you. I’m going to get you out of here” said Steve.
“Please get me out of here... Please...” she kept muttering between her whimpers and Steve stood up, holding her entire body in his arms.
He carried her out with his shield back on his back.
“Stark, another casualty. She’s hurt and in need of medical attention” told Steve through his ear com while walking out of the factory.
“On it. We’ll have someone from med as soon as you’re here” replied Tony.
As soon as Steve reached the rest of the team who were there, he placed the woman in his arms onto a stretcher. When he was about to step back so that the paramedics can take care of her, she weakly caught his hand, making them pause and Steve stilled. Watching this, Tony walked towards them to see what’s the matter.
“It’s okay. You’re in good hands now. Trust me” Tony heard Steve say and as the former reached there, he saw Steve gently push the woman’s brown hair away from her face and Tony stilled, looking at her with wide eyes.
The woman’s eyes closed completely and she weakly let go of Steve’s arm. The ring on the right index finger of the woman’s hand caught his attention and his heart speeded more if it was possible.
“Tony, what’s wrong?” asked Thor bringing the attention of every avenger there to Tony.
Tony quickly ran towards Steve who was looking at him questioningly and looked at the woman’s face. Steve noticed that Tony was breathing heavily and seemed to be in a state of shock.
“Tony, are you okay?” asked Steve but Tony didn’t respond.
Steve looked between Tony and the woman and then back at Tony with a frown.
“Do you- do you know her?” asked Steve making Tony look at him with wide eyes.
He nodded his head and replied “She’s my daughter.”
#Hey Captain#chapter 2#Steve Rogers#captain america#eva stark#tony stark#Thor Odinson#natasha romanoff#wanda maximoff#f.r.i.d.a.y.#MCU#The First Avenger#The Avengers#the winter soldier#Avengers#age of ultron#civil war#infinity war#endgame#mcu au#steve rogers x oc#steve rogers x reader#steve rogers x eva stark#captain america x oc#captain america x reader#captain america x eva stark#saving
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