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CSI:NY fic: AU: "The Tomorrow People"
Feb. 28th, 2006 04:59 pmThe world is a place just starting to team with metahumans -- some beneficial to humankind, some with more despotic intentions. Fighting the latter threat is the NYPD's Meta-Human Investigation Unit, run by Detective Mac Taylor. On the other side of the blue line are the vigilantes, masked heroes who fight their battles in dark alleys and forgotten streets. One of these is the Angel, a winged warrior who sunlights as a bouncer. Now a new villain has begun to emerge from the shadows -- a mysterious woman known as the Ghost -- and the only way she can be defeated is through the cooperation of the two sides of the blue line.
Previously on The Tomorrow People...
Detective Mac Taylor and his partner Stella Bonasera have created a formula to replicate the metahuman gene in flatlines. Reporter Aiden Burn is poking around in MHIU's affairs. The Angel is molting. MHIU detective Benedict Vicaro is on a witchhunt for the superheroes that make up the New York League. Detective Danny Messer has been deliberately exposed to Mac's formula -- and changed. And the Ghost has attacked the Tanglewood Mall...
Aiden leaned forward and jabbed a finger into his collarbone. "C'mon, Messer. You know I got half of your dirty little secret, and either you tell me the other half, or what I know goes on the front page of the Post and you and your freak scientist friends are screwed. When I get done with you, you ain't gonna have a job with the NYPD anymore."
"Obviously, you haven't seen the Herald, otherwise you'd know that the Angel was infolved in an attempted robbery today."
Distressed, Mac said, "I've turned my secondbest detective into a velociraptor!"
"Blood. You know what that means? It means DNA. And you know what that means? It means we can find out who this son of a bitch is that thinks he can do our fucking job."
"'Duck,'" she read out loud.
The world exploded around them.
( 'So I'm sitting at my desk, right, and going through Avalon's files because the bitch thinks the solution to all life's problems is to put the bastard in a coma...' )
Yes, this amuses me. Why do you ask?
Previously on The Tomorrow People...
Detective Mac Taylor and his partner Stella Bonasera have created a formula to replicate the metahuman gene in flatlines. Reporter Aiden Burn is poking around in MHIU's affairs. The Angel is molting. MHIU detective Benedict Vicaro is on a witchhunt for the superheroes that make up the New York League. Detective Danny Messer has been deliberately exposed to Mac's formula -- and changed. And the Ghost has attacked the Tanglewood Mall...
Aiden leaned forward and jabbed a finger into his collarbone. "C'mon, Messer. You know I got half of your dirty little secret, and either you tell me the other half, or what I know goes on the front page of the Post and you and your freak scientist friends are screwed. When I get done with you, you ain't gonna have a job with the NYPD anymore."
"Obviously, you haven't seen the Herald, otherwise you'd know that the Angel was infolved in an attempted robbery today."
Distressed, Mac said, "I've turned my secondbest detective into a velociraptor!"
"Blood. You know what that means? It means DNA. And you know what that means? It means we can find out who this son of a bitch is that thinks he can do our fucking job."
"'Duck,'" she read out loud.
The world exploded around them.
( 'So I'm sitting at my desk, right, and going through Avalon's files because the bitch thinks the solution to all life's problems is to put the bastard in a coma...' )
Yes, this amuses me. Why do you ask?