CSI: NY AU: The Tomorrow People
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This takes place in an AU universe similar to the Marvel universe, where various superhumans have begun to appear, both good and bad. The NYPD has designated a special taskforce to fight this "super-crime", and the Meta-Human Investigation Unit includes Detectives Mac Taylor, Stella Bonasera, Danny Messer, Kaile Maka, and Eddie Vicaro. Following a devastating attack on the MHIU Lab on Mulberry Street, Mac Taylor and Stella Bonasera have begun secretly devising a serum to give meta-powers to ordinary human beings, and Danny Messer, severely injured in the attack, has volunteered to be the serum's first human tester. In other places around the city, masked vigilantes have begun fighting back against the waves of super-crime, making a considerable dent in both normal crime and super-crime. One of the most famous is the Angel, a costumed vigilante with a twelve-foot wingspan and a hard right hook. The New York Herald's Aiden Burn has been covering super-crime and those that fight it, both with the law and against it. Recently, the US Government has announced its intention to develop a meta-human team to combat the super-crime threatening to envelope America. Doctors Sheldon Hawkes and Jane Parsons have been placed in charge of the New York branch. A major super-criminal, the Ghost, has appeared lately, making headlines in all major New York newspapers as the MHIU works furiously to catch her.
Aiden crossed her legs at the ankle and leaned back in her chair, one hand cupped around her coffee cup. "So," she said, "when are you going to let me break this story?"
"There is no story," Danny said.
She arched one eyebrow. "Not yet. But I'm gonna be the one to break it."
"Sure you are," he agreed equably.
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."
Danny caught her hand by the wrist and removed it from his person, putting it down gently on the table. "Now, Aiden, why would you go doing a thing like that?"
She quriked a slightly cool smile at him. "' Cause this is the story that's gonna make my career, pal."
*
"Well," Stella said, "this is it."
She and Mac both stared at the vial held alone in the test tube rack. "I should be doing this," Mac said, almost to himself, and Stella turned to shoot him a fierce glare.
"Yeah, and then what are we supposed to do if something screws up?"
"Well...I left very detailed notes..."
Stella caught him by the shoulder and turned him toward her. "You are not drinking that," she said. "I will drink that before you do, and there are reasons we got Danny to do it."
"I'm so glad I'm your guinea pig, Stella," Danny said dryly as he pushed the door open. "Sorry I'm late. It done?"
Mac stepped aside so Danny could see the vial. "Are you sure you want to do this, Danny?"
"Yeah, I am," Danny said. He dropped his backpack on the floor and stepped over to the lab bench, lifing the vial up to the light. "We know what this'll do yet?"
"Well..." Mac said.
"No," Stella said.
"Not exactly," Mac added, shooting her a glare.
"Great," Danny muttered. He tilted the vial back. "Bottoms up."
*
COSTUMED VIGILANTE 'ANGEL' FOILS ROBBERY GONE BAD
By Aiden Burn
The Angel, one of New York's most famous costumed vigilantes, today foiled the attempted robbery of TIffany Jeweler's. Five thieves marched into Tiffany's at closing time armed with Uzi assault weapons and held the shop hostage. The NYPD SWAT team had just arrived when the Angel swung into action. He neutralized two of the thieves before taking several bullets to the torso and disappeared when the police arrested the thieves.
The Angel's identity is not known, although several anonymous tips have been given to the Herald. Descriptions of him vary, although all witness accounts agree that he has a wingspan of at least twenty feet and is fully capable of flight. The Angel is believed to reside in the Bronx, as his primary exploits take place there. He also occasionally acts in the four other boroughs.
*
"There's a picture, Donny," Gavin said, passing the newspaper across the coffee table towards Flack.
"Fuck," Flack said. He winced as Gavin bent over him and dug into his side with a pair of tweezers. "Get the fucking bullet out already, will ya?"
"The flesh already healed around it," Gavin said. "I'm having to dig for it."
"Well, I still got all my senses functioning at twice the usual rate," Flack said. He let out a hiss of pain. "'s not like I don't feel pain just because I gotta pair of wings and a healing factor."
"Well, right now your healing factor's doing more harm than good," Gavin said. "The flesh closed around the bullets, and it's a bitch to get out. The other one was a through and through, and the hole in your arm's already closed up, but this one could be a lot of trouble. Do you get infections?"
Flack shook his head and threw the newspaper down. "No. You know that."
"Just making sure." He dug a little deeper into Flack's side with the tweezers.
"Jesus Christ, Gavin, what the hell are you doing?"
The bullet came loose with a sucking pop and Gavin held it up, looking pleased with himself. "Hold out your hand," he said.
"No fucking way, pal."
Gavin shrugged and dropped the bullet into a glass jar with a half-peeled off white sauce label filled with other bullets. "Souvenir," he said. "To add to your collection."
"Because there's nothing I like more than keeping around a bunch of bloody bullets." Flack poked experimentally at his side. "Already healed," he said. "Mind if I get up now?"
"Be my guest," Gavin said. He stepped away and placed the jar back on the bookshelf next to the couch, screwing the lid back on. Flack stood up, stretching, and his white wings unfurled slowly, taking up most of the wall behind him. He flexed them appreciatively, then tilted one towards the front of him. "Man," he said, "I lost feathers. Look at this. This is split. Christ."
Gavin prodded it with one finger. "That's because you fold them up under your clothes."
"Yeah, well, the world isn't ready for winged guy yet. That's what you said three years ago, anyway."
"And I was right," Gavin said. "If you'd gone public, the NYPD -- the government --"
"Yeah, I wasn't too keen on getting tied down and experimented on either." He flexed his wings again, sending loose fluff spinning through the room. "So," he said, "you think I'm getting laid tonight?"
Commentary much appreciated.
This takes place in an AU universe similar to the Marvel universe, where various superhumans have begun to appear, both good and bad. The NYPD has designated a special taskforce to fight this "super-crime", and the Meta-Human Investigation Unit includes Detectives Mac Taylor, Stella Bonasera, Danny Messer, Kaile Maka, and Eddie Vicaro. Following a devastating attack on the MHIU Lab on Mulberry Street, Mac Taylor and Stella Bonasera have begun secretly devising a serum to give meta-powers to ordinary human beings, and Danny Messer, severely injured in the attack, has volunteered to be the serum's first human tester. In other places around the city, masked vigilantes have begun fighting back against the waves of super-crime, making a considerable dent in both normal crime and super-crime. One of the most famous is the Angel, a costumed vigilante with a twelve-foot wingspan and a hard right hook. The New York Herald's Aiden Burn has been covering super-crime and those that fight it, both with the law and against it. Recently, the US Government has announced its intention to develop a meta-human team to combat the super-crime threatening to envelope America. Doctors Sheldon Hawkes and Jane Parsons have been placed in charge of the New York branch. A major super-criminal, the Ghost, has appeared lately, making headlines in all major New York newspapers as the MHIU works furiously to catch her.
Aiden crossed her legs at the ankle and leaned back in her chair, one hand cupped around her coffee cup. "So," she said, "when are you going to let me break this story?"
"There is no story," Danny said.
She arched one eyebrow. "Not yet. But I'm gonna be the one to break it."
"Sure you are," he agreed equably.
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."
Danny caught her hand by the wrist and removed it from his person, putting it down gently on the table. "Now, Aiden, why would you go doing a thing like that?"
She quriked a slightly cool smile at him. "' Cause this is the story that's gonna make my career, pal."
*
"Well," Stella said, "this is it."
She and Mac both stared at the vial held alone in the test tube rack. "I should be doing this," Mac said, almost to himself, and Stella turned to shoot him a fierce glare.
"Yeah, and then what are we supposed to do if something screws up?"
"Well...I left very detailed notes..."
Stella caught him by the shoulder and turned him toward her. "You are not drinking that," she said. "I will drink that before you do, and there are reasons we got Danny to do it."
"I'm so glad I'm your guinea pig, Stella," Danny said dryly as he pushed the door open. "Sorry I'm late. It done?"
Mac stepped aside so Danny could see the vial. "Are you sure you want to do this, Danny?"
"Yeah, I am," Danny said. He dropped his backpack on the floor and stepped over to the lab bench, lifing the vial up to the light. "We know what this'll do yet?"
"Well..." Mac said.
"No," Stella said.
"Not exactly," Mac added, shooting her a glare.
"Great," Danny muttered. He tilted the vial back. "Bottoms up."
*
COSTUMED VIGILANTE 'ANGEL' FOILS ROBBERY GONE BAD
By Aiden Burn
The Angel, one of New York's most famous costumed vigilantes, today foiled the attempted robbery of TIffany Jeweler's. Five thieves marched into Tiffany's at closing time armed with Uzi assault weapons and held the shop hostage. The NYPD SWAT team had just arrived when the Angel swung into action. He neutralized two of the thieves before taking several bullets to the torso and disappeared when the police arrested the thieves.
The Angel's identity is not known, although several anonymous tips have been given to the Herald. Descriptions of him vary, although all witness accounts agree that he has a wingspan of at least twenty feet and is fully capable of flight. The Angel is believed to reside in the Bronx, as his primary exploits take place there. He also occasionally acts in the four other boroughs.
*
"There's a picture, Donny," Gavin said, passing the newspaper across the coffee table towards Flack.
"Fuck," Flack said. He winced as Gavin bent over him and dug into his side with a pair of tweezers. "Get the fucking bullet out already, will ya?"
"The flesh already healed around it," Gavin said. "I'm having to dig for it."
"Well, I still got all my senses functioning at twice the usual rate," Flack said. He let out a hiss of pain. "'s not like I don't feel pain just because I gotta pair of wings and a healing factor."
"Well, right now your healing factor's doing more harm than good," Gavin said. "The flesh closed around the bullets, and it's a bitch to get out. The other one was a through and through, and the hole in your arm's already closed up, but this one could be a lot of trouble. Do you get infections?"
Flack shook his head and threw the newspaper down. "No. You know that."
"Just making sure." He dug a little deeper into Flack's side with the tweezers.
"Jesus Christ, Gavin, what the hell are you doing?"
The bullet came loose with a sucking pop and Gavin held it up, looking pleased with himself. "Hold out your hand," he said.
"No fucking way, pal."
Gavin shrugged and dropped the bullet into a glass jar with a half-peeled off white sauce label filled with other bullets. "Souvenir," he said. "To add to your collection."
"Because there's nothing I like more than keeping around a bunch of bloody bullets." Flack poked experimentally at his side. "Already healed," he said. "Mind if I get up now?"
"Be my guest," Gavin said. He stepped away and placed the jar back on the bookshelf next to the couch, screwing the lid back on. Flack stood up, stretching, and his white wings unfurled slowly, taking up most of the wall behind him. He flexed them appreciatively, then tilted one towards the front of him. "Man," he said, "I lost feathers. Look at this. This is split. Christ."
Gavin prodded it with one finger. "That's because you fold them up under your clothes."
"Yeah, well, the world isn't ready for winged guy yet. That's what you said three years ago, anyway."
"And I was right," Gavin said. "If you'd gone public, the NYPD -- the government --"
"Yeah, I wasn't too keen on getting tied down and experimented on either." He flexed his wings again, sending loose fluff spinning through the room. "So," he said, "you think I'm getting laid tonight?"
Commentary much appreciated.
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(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 12:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 01:18 am (UTC)I think I have a wing fetish. What can I say?
and, oh, btw, you, and the Dennis Lehane books, you still looking for any?
No, I think I have all of them. I also think I have them all memorized. *facepalm* I need new reading material.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 01:26 am (UTC)Crazy is good conflict, conflict is good drama. Yay. :)
No, I think I have all of them. I also think I have them all memorized. *facepalm* I need new reading material.
...damn. 'Cause, uh, this place was going out of business, and I couldn't remember if you'd actually *found* a copy of "Gone, baby, gone" or not, and, well... *shrug* whatever.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 03:41 am (UTC)But of course. Although I'm not so sure on the good, but it's certainly comic book-like. That is to say, on crack.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 01:51 am (UTC)I love Mac and Stella as mad scientists (and dude, if more comic book characters had a Stella around to go, "Don't *drink* that, you idiot, what's wrong with you?", they would be so much better off), along with poor guinea pig Danny. And Flack as a very surly winged metahuman vigilante, with Gavin as his Alfred? Is a thing of beauty.
This *does* delight me.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 03:25 am (UTC)Yay! I'm glad it worked. It is crack, and I think I must have been on crack to write it. It's all school's fault.
I love Mac and Stella as mad scientists (and dude, if more comic book characters had a Stella around to go, "Don't *drink* that, you idiot, what's wrong with you?", they would be so much better off), along with poor guinea pig Danny.
*snort* Yes, indeed. And you have to wonder why Danny volunteered, except for the whole injured and useless thing, because you'd think he'd be smarter than to go, "oh, serum to give me special powers! may or may not cause me to blow up! give it to me now!"
Or not. He did volunteer, much good may it do him.
And Flack as a very surly winged metahuman vigilante, with Gavin as his Alfred? Is a thing of beauty.
Well, you'd be surly too if you had someone pulling bullets out of mostly-mended flesh. *wince* Healing factor? More bad than good, in times like these. But he's so good at what he does!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-11 05:00 am (UTC)I think the fact that it *is* crack is part of what makes it work. As you point out above, that just makes it more comic book-like. Lord knows I spend a lot of time wondering what the *hell* they're smoking over in the DC offices.
*snort* Yes, indeed. And you have to wonder why Danny volunteered, except for the whole injured and useless thing, because you'd think he'd be smarter than to go, "oh, serum to give me special powers! may or may not cause me to blow up! give it to me now!"
Hee! Well, again: comic book universe. People *do* shit like this, and no one bats an eye. That being the case, Danny's actions make perfect sense. And it fits his canon-self, too, that he'd just decide, in the face of being badly injured, to just throw caution to the wind and figure "Fuck it," and go for it.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 12:02 am (UTC)Or the Marvel offices. Crazy, crazy, crazy...hopefully this won't get that crazy. After all, we don't have sixty or seventy years worth of canon to disregard.
Hee! Well, again: comic book universe. People *do* shit like this, and no one bats an eye. That being the case, Danny's actions make perfect sense. And it fits his canon-self, too, that he'd just decide, in the face of being badly injured, to just throw caution to the wind and figure "Fuck it," and go for it.
For some reason I really want to make Mac the equivalent of Batman, but I will withstand my baser urges! I will!Exactly. He can't do anything else useful right now, and this might just be his chance to heal up quickly and get back into the field, not to mention get famous, so dude, go for it. Plus, I mean, he has nothing better to do. I mean, Mac and Stella wouldn't make anything that would kill him, would they?(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 12:42 am (UTC)Oh, god, no kidding. See, this is why I never have the confidence to follow through on any of the comic book plotbunnies I get: because there's so much canon, that I just *know* I'm going to screw something up, either about plot or character, and then all will be lost.
For some reason I really want to make Mac the equivalent of Batman, but I will withstand my baser urges! I will!Dude. I've thought for ages that, in a different universe, Mac totally *would* be Batman. He's got just the right kind of uptight, obsessive personality.
Plus, I mean, he has nothing better to do. I mean, Mac and Stella wouldn't make anything that would kill him, would they?
Not on purpose, anyway. It'll just, you know, mutate him a little. No big, he figures. Hell, if nothing else, it'll certainly be *interesting*.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 01:06 am (UTC)That's pretty much the same reason why I'm afraid to start buying mainstream Marvel, because they have the backstory of the entire fricking universe, and it's about as huge, as well as as hard to get through as mud. This is why I read the Ultimates, because it is more or less a new universe, where you don't have to know the original canon (mainly because I've heard it'll just piss you off) and it's new enough that you can almost catch up on everything.
Dude. I've thought for ages that, in a different universe, Mac totally *would* be Batman. He's got just the right kind of uptight, obsessive personality.The question is, "but who would be his Robin?" Unfortunately, I have the feeling it would be Danny. Does this make Stella Wonder-Woman?"Not on purpose, anyway. It'll just, you know, mutate him a little. No big, he figures. Hell, if nothing else, it'll certainly be *interesting*.
Well, yeah, it'll definitely be that. And yeah, it'll mutate him. They just don't know what it'll mutate him into. I mean, he might become the Venus Fly Trap of Doom. Or Rockman. Or the Human Goldfish. And there isn't an antidote.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-12 01:59 am (UTC)Alas, DC has nothing like this. Even *more* alas, they're currently going through a universe-shaking Big Event called Infinite Crisis, and all the books are going to jump ahead one year in time come February. Rumor is Batman is going to be in Arkham Asylum when everything shakes out.
Comic books make my head hurt.
The question is, "but who would be his Robin?" Unfortunately, I have the feeling it would be Danny. Does this make Stella Wonder-Woman?"Nah. She'd totally be Catwoman. Snarky, pain in his ass, *just* this side of the law, looks great in black leather. *sporfle* And Danny *so* would be Robin. Much to his chagrin.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-13 01:24 am (UTC)Word on the grapevine is that the main Marvel universe is going through a similar Big Event called House of M, and according to Marvel.com - "Nothing will ever be the same again, and this time we mean it!"
...I loves me my Ultimates; they make slightly more sense. Now I just need to get them all.
Comic books make my head hurt.
The Marvel family trees make my head hurt.
Nah. She'd totally be Catwoman. Snarky, pain in his ass, *just* this side of the law, looks great in black leather. *sporfle* And Danny *so* would be Robin. Much to his chagrin.
So Aiden would be Batgirl, and Hawkes would be...Alfred? Would that make Flack Nightwing? Because that's kinda a scary thought. Alas, I do not know enough about the Batverse.
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Date: 2005-09-13 03:24 am (UTC)No no no, I take it back now about Danny being Robin! Danny should be Nightwing. See, Robin I is now grown-up and works under the hero name Nightwing. And he's even a cop in one of the neighboring cities to Gotham. He and Batman have Issues. It works much better. And Aiden could be Oracle, which is the name Batgirl I uses these days. She's a computer hacker and information broker extraordinaire. Hawkes could be movieverse Lucius Fox, CEO of Wayne Industries and mondo-cool inventor. Flack. Hmm. I have to think about Flack some more.
Stella could also fit the Huntress role.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-14 12:36 am (UTC)...wait, this wouldn't be crackfic - this would be methfic.
...comic books...confusing...*has heart attack* I bet the one thing the DCU doesn't have is the Evil Family Trees of Doom (Sometimes Literally!) that Marvel has. Because Marvel's family trees? Suck.
Danny should be Nightwing. See, Robin I is now grown-up and works under the hero name Nightwing. And he's even a cop in one of the neighboring cities to Gotham. He and Batman have Issues. It works much better. And Aiden could be Oracle, which is the name Batgirl I uses these days.
Wouldn't that make Danny/Aiden canon? Which would be bad.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-14 03:34 am (UTC)...wait, this wouldn't be crackfic - this would be methfic.
Heh. It so would be. And I can see Batman!Mac confronting Stella on a rooftop, and telling her that he can't allow her to continue what she's doing any longer, and...gah.
But...but...I'm worried I'd just be copying you guys with your AU!verses if I did this, and that I was being lame and not original. *fret*
...comic books...confusing...*has heart attack* I bet the one thing the DCU doesn't have is the Evil Family Trees of Doom (Sometimes Literally!) that Marvel has.
No, but DCU does have pre- and post-Crisis continuity, and the multiverse, and Zero Hour, and now Infinite Crisis, and...*facepalm* This book (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/075660592X/104-4314442-7374320?v=glance) has been a godsend, though I suspect it'll be useless in about a year.
Wouldn't that make Danny/Aiden canon? Which would be bad.
See, one good thing about comics canon is that you can ignore the bits you don't like. I could totally write Oracle!Aiden and Nightwing!Danny with a sibling relationship and no romantic involvement at all.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-15 02:01 am (UTC)You would not be copying us. It's a totally different situation, and it's your writing that makes it original.
Besides, all the cool kids have AU!verses. *snerk*
No, but DCU does have pre- and post-Crisis continuity, and the multiverse, and Zero Hour, and now Infinite Crisis, and...*facepalm* This book has been a godsend, though I suspect it'll be useless in about a year.
I think Marvel has a couple of those. They also have Age of Apocalypse and...a lot of other stuff I'm afraid to touch with a ten foot pole, in case teh Krazee is infectious.
See, one good thing about comics canon is that you can ignore the bits you don't like. I could totally write Oracle!Aiden and Nightwing!Danny with a sibling relationship and no romantic involvement at all.
Ah, but of course. Continuity is optional.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-15 03:13 am (UTC)Besides, all the cool kids have AU!verses. *snerk*
Dammit, I think I've been talked into it. *guilty* I've been thinking about this AU thing all day, and it seems to *work*, and, well...I think it could be a lot of fun.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-16 01:38 am (UTC)...I feel like I've been pressuring you into a lot of things lately. And peer pressure is bad, if what they tell us in school is true. Although I wouldn't know; I got Health waived.
*ahem* I think you should do it, because it would be reallyreally cool.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-16 03:36 am (UTC)peer pressuredencouraged to do.And I think it'd be really really cool, too, even *with* my inability to focus at the moment. Mac in his black leather/kevlar/nomex suit, grabbing Stella by the arm on a rooftop and telling her that this is *his* city, and he doesn't trust her.
Oh, and I decided that Flack should fulfill the Jim Gordon role.