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call_me_snake) wrote2006-11-04 07:09 pm
call_me_snake) wrote2006-11-04 07:09 pm
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Fanfic100 Prompt 086 Choices
Title: Changing sides
Fandom: John Carpenter
Characters: Snake Plissken
Prompt: 086: Choices
Word Count: 1,443
Rating: PG-13 (Swearing and physical violence)
Author's Notes: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part five and Part Six.
Summary: Snake and Brazen have a run in with an acquaintance.
Snake stood on the river bank waiting for the water test results. His mind was on Brazen. It always seemed to turn back to her of late. She was a big contradiction in his mind. He hated cops, even ex-cops but not her. He was fed up with her attitude but he found her behavior arousing. Everything twisted up inside when he thought about her. The sound of a horse snort brought him out of his contemplation and he rolled his eye knowing she was back to harass him.
Turning he got low on the bank tempted to scare her when she came by. The hoof sound came closer and he poised himself. Then he saw the legs, skinny, white horse legs. It wasn’t his horse. Snake’s eye shot up and he saw a nightmare from his hiding place. It was a mounted USPF scout. They’d caught up.
His mind instantly slid to the offensive. Plissken noiselessly moved from his hiding place in the brush and stepped out behind the horse. His first instinct was to look for more. There weren’t any and that left one conclusion. This scout was ahead of a squadron, more would come. Plissken took advantage of the oblivious rider and made a run for the back of the horse now quite a distance away. Vaulting up on the back of the horse he grabbed the helmet and wretched it hard to the right. The snap was immediate and he let the lifeless body slide to the ground. Reining in the horse Plissken brought it back around and got down to search the body.
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Brazen glared at Malloy half in shock but much more in anger.
“I haven’t turned on anyone.” She hadn’t in her mind. Despite traveling with a criminal she hadn’t done much illegal, a drink in the bar was about the worst.
“Where is he?” Malloy was undeterred and had that angry father tone he took with her already in his voice. Brazen hated that sound.
“Who?” Brazen hoped Snake would stay away. She could handle them and she really didn’t want to see him get caught. She knew what was to happen if they did.
Malloy shook his head and reached out picking up the pendant.
“Where did you get this?”
Brazen looked down at the pendant and frowned. Malloy knew she was afraid of snakes. They’d put a fake one in her locker when she first arrived in LA. The prank had left her upset for hours. She would never buy something with a snake on it and wouldn’t wear it either.
“I found it.” She replied pulling it from his hand. He didn’t look like he believed a word she said. Maybe Plissken was right and she was a bad liar.
“We know you were with him last night.” Brazen followed Malloy’s glance to one of the other Force members who was pulling off his helmet. His eye was black and swollen but not so much that she couldn’t recognize him. It was the person who’d tried to buy her a drink in the bar. Fear started to rise but she kept her cool.
“With who?” Brazen was trying to buy time.
“Snake.” Malloy spat out the words. “Tell us where he is and I might forget I saw you together.”
“I don’t know.” That was the truth. Brazen didn’t know where he had gone.
“I’ve had enough. I thought you were better then this.”
Brazen caught on to the nod and dodged the first of her attackers but there were too many. She fought off the first and two more took his place then a third. Susan kicked one of them in the crotch. A cheap shot for sure but this wasn’t a time for thinking about that. Susan turned to fight off the next and came face to face with the AR-15. Her body froze and she backed away as another gun came up on the left. The circle closed and Brazen glanced at Malloy hoping he would call them off. He didn’t.
“Cuff her for questioning.”
Brazen frowned and tried to maneuver in the tight circle around her. The blow to the back of the head dropped her to the ground. She struggled to get up and that’s when the kick came hard to the shoulder from the steel toed boots. Brazen screamed in pain as Malloy kicked her again. She couldn’t believe he would do this to her. They had been partners for years and now she was nothing.
The troops yanked her up causing another cry of pain as her beaten ribs extended. She tried to struggle as the cuffs came around her wrist but the pain in her side was unbearable. She wouldn’t cry. Brazen wouldn’t give him that satisfaction even when he backhanded her in the face.
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Snake was kneeling down next to the body of the officer pocketing bullets, matches and anything else useful. He figured the scout would be at least twenty minutes ahead of the squadron. He had time or so he thought.
The scream pierced the silent winter woods pushing Plissken’s heart to his throat. It sounded like Leningrad, the broken cry over the comm. He’d never heard her scream. He didn’t need to. Instinct told him who had cried out. Plissken grabbed the rifle from next to the body and made a run for the clearing. He dropped in the grass soundlessly moving as quickly as he dared in the dry grass.
Snake used the horse as a shield to block him from the sights of the troops surrounding Brazen. He came in low around the front of the horse and behind Malloy. Plissken jammed the gun into the back of his head as he came up from the back.
“Let her go.” His words were a quiet, guttural growl, the tell-tale sign that Plissken had been pushed passed anger and right to that fire that burned in the pit of his soul. Malloy didn’t move.
“I was wondering when you’d show up.”
Snake’s eye caught Brazen, a bruise already forming on her cheek. Snake nearly exploded in fury.
“I’ll blow your fucking head clean off if you don’t do it NOW!” Snake wasn’t in any mood to take this bullshit.
“You won’t do that Snake.”
Plissken let out a disgusted snort. “You said the same thing in LA.”
Malloy’s expression faded when he heard the slide of the rifle. Plissken’s finger tightened around the trigger. Snake imagined the shower of blood spraying out in front of him and grinned.
“Let her go.”
“You are smart.” Snake relaxed his finger some and watched them release Brazen from the cuffs.
“Drop your guns, all of you.” Snake pushed harder against the rifle to make sure Malloy knew he wasn’t joking. Malloy nodded and the troops put down their rifles.
“Get the fuck out of here.” Malloy started to move and Snake grabbed his ponytail yanking him back against the rifle. “Not you.”
The others moved toward the horses and Snake shook his head.
“Leave the horses.” The troopers glanced at Malloy who hesitated and then nodded. They moved off across the road and into the opposite field. Snake turned his attention briefly to Brazen until he saw her meet his gaze. He then looked at the reins and to the saddle of their own horse.
Snake was impressed that she caught on and watched Brazen gather the reins but then he noticed the way she held her arm. It was hitched up and she wasn’t using it. Malloy would pay for that. It took Brazen some time but she got through.
“Help her on.” He shoved Malloy roughly with the stock of the gun watching him intently. Brazen gave Malloy a look of death.
“I can do it myself.” She glared at Snake then pulled herself awkwardly up on the back of the horse. Snake was almost proud of her reaction but then he could tell part of it was some animosity between Brazen and Malloy. The attitude of “I’d rather die then let you help me” was clear in her expression.
Snake moved in behind Malloy gun resuming its position firmly against his neck.
“What are you going to do now SNAKE?”
Plissken hated that taunt in his voice since the first time he heard it. There was a pause while he decided what to do with Malloy. The answer came hard and fast as Plissken brought the stock around and clubbed him full force in the face. Malloy dropped but Snake was already in the saddle spurring the horse to a full gallop with the other five horses in tow.
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fanfic100
Fandom: John Carpenter
Characters: Snake Plissken
Prompt: 086: Choices
Word Count: 1,443
Rating: PG-13 (Swearing and physical violence)
Author's Notes: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part five and Part Six.
Summary: Snake and Brazen have a run in with an acquaintance.
Snake stood on the river bank waiting for the water test results. His mind was on Brazen. It always seemed to turn back to her of late. She was a big contradiction in his mind. He hated cops, even ex-cops but not her. He was fed up with her attitude but he found her behavior arousing. Everything twisted up inside when he thought about her. The sound of a horse snort brought him out of his contemplation and he rolled his eye knowing she was back to harass him.
Turning he got low on the bank tempted to scare her when she came by. The hoof sound came closer and he poised himself. Then he saw the legs, skinny, white horse legs. It wasn’t his horse. Snake’s eye shot up and he saw a nightmare from his hiding place. It was a mounted USPF scout. They’d caught up.
His mind instantly slid to the offensive. Plissken noiselessly moved from his hiding place in the brush and stepped out behind the horse. His first instinct was to look for more. There weren’t any and that left one conclusion. This scout was ahead of a squadron, more would come. Plissken took advantage of the oblivious rider and made a run for the back of the horse now quite a distance away. Vaulting up on the back of the horse he grabbed the helmet and wretched it hard to the right. The snap was immediate and he let the lifeless body slide to the ground. Reining in the horse Plissken brought it back around and got down to search the body.
**********************************************************************************************************************************************
Brazen glared at Malloy half in shock but much more in anger.
“I haven’t turned on anyone.” She hadn’t in her mind. Despite traveling with a criminal she hadn’t done much illegal, a drink in the bar was about the worst.
“Where is he?” Malloy was undeterred and had that angry father tone he took with her already in his voice. Brazen hated that sound.
“Who?” Brazen hoped Snake would stay away. She could handle them and she really didn’t want to see him get caught. She knew what was to happen if they did.
Malloy shook his head and reached out picking up the pendant.
“Where did you get this?”
Brazen looked down at the pendant and frowned. Malloy knew she was afraid of snakes. They’d put a fake one in her locker when she first arrived in LA. The prank had left her upset for hours. She would never buy something with a snake on it and wouldn’t wear it either.
“I found it.” She replied pulling it from his hand. He didn’t look like he believed a word she said. Maybe Plissken was right and she was a bad liar.
“We know you were with him last night.” Brazen followed Malloy’s glance to one of the other Force members who was pulling off his helmet. His eye was black and swollen but not so much that she couldn’t recognize him. It was the person who’d tried to buy her a drink in the bar. Fear started to rise but she kept her cool.
“With who?” Brazen was trying to buy time.
“Snake.” Malloy spat out the words. “Tell us where he is and I might forget I saw you together.”
“I don’t know.” That was the truth. Brazen didn’t know where he had gone.
“I’ve had enough. I thought you were better then this.”
Brazen caught on to the nod and dodged the first of her attackers but there were too many. She fought off the first and two more took his place then a third. Susan kicked one of them in the crotch. A cheap shot for sure but this wasn’t a time for thinking about that. Susan turned to fight off the next and came face to face with the AR-15. Her body froze and she backed away as another gun came up on the left. The circle closed and Brazen glanced at Malloy hoping he would call them off. He didn’t.
“Cuff her for questioning.”
Brazen frowned and tried to maneuver in the tight circle around her. The blow to the back of the head dropped her to the ground. She struggled to get up and that’s when the kick came hard to the shoulder from the steel toed boots. Brazen screamed in pain as Malloy kicked her again. She couldn’t believe he would do this to her. They had been partners for years and now she was nothing.
The troops yanked her up causing another cry of pain as her beaten ribs extended. She tried to struggle as the cuffs came around her wrist but the pain in her side was unbearable. She wouldn’t cry. Brazen wouldn’t give him that satisfaction even when he backhanded her in the face.
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Snake was kneeling down next to the body of the officer pocketing bullets, matches and anything else useful. He figured the scout would be at least twenty minutes ahead of the squadron. He had time or so he thought.
The scream pierced the silent winter woods pushing Plissken’s heart to his throat. It sounded like Leningrad, the broken cry over the comm. He’d never heard her scream. He didn’t need to. Instinct told him who had cried out. Plissken grabbed the rifle from next to the body and made a run for the clearing. He dropped in the grass soundlessly moving as quickly as he dared in the dry grass.
Snake used the horse as a shield to block him from the sights of the troops surrounding Brazen. He came in low around the front of the horse and behind Malloy. Plissken jammed the gun into the back of his head as he came up from the back.
“Let her go.” His words were a quiet, guttural growl, the tell-tale sign that Plissken had been pushed passed anger and right to that fire that burned in the pit of his soul. Malloy didn’t move.
“I was wondering when you’d show up.”
Snake’s eye caught Brazen, a bruise already forming on her cheek. Snake nearly exploded in fury.
“I’ll blow your fucking head clean off if you don’t do it NOW!” Snake wasn’t in any mood to take this bullshit.
“You won’t do that Snake.”
Plissken let out a disgusted snort. “You said the same thing in LA.”
Malloy’s expression faded when he heard the slide of the rifle. Plissken’s finger tightened around the trigger. Snake imagined the shower of blood spraying out in front of him and grinned.
“Let her go.”
“You are smart.” Snake relaxed his finger some and watched them release Brazen from the cuffs.
“Drop your guns, all of you.” Snake pushed harder against the rifle to make sure Malloy knew he wasn’t joking. Malloy nodded and the troops put down their rifles.
“Get the fuck out of here.” Malloy started to move and Snake grabbed his ponytail yanking him back against the rifle. “Not you.”
The others moved toward the horses and Snake shook his head.
“Leave the horses.” The troopers glanced at Malloy who hesitated and then nodded. They moved off across the road and into the opposite field. Snake turned his attention briefly to Brazen until he saw her meet his gaze. He then looked at the reins and to the saddle of their own horse.
Snake was impressed that she caught on and watched Brazen gather the reins but then he noticed the way she held her arm. It was hitched up and she wasn’t using it. Malloy would pay for that. It took Brazen some time but she got through.
“Help her on.” He shoved Malloy roughly with the stock of the gun watching him intently. Brazen gave Malloy a look of death.
“I can do it myself.” She glared at Snake then pulled herself awkwardly up on the back of the horse. Snake was almost proud of her reaction but then he could tell part of it was some animosity between Brazen and Malloy. The attitude of “I’d rather die then let you help me” was clear in her expression.
Snake moved in behind Malloy gun resuming its position firmly against his neck.
“What are you going to do now SNAKE?”
Plissken hated that taunt in his voice since the first time he heard it. There was a pause while he decided what to do with Malloy. The answer came hard and fast as Plissken brought the stock around and clubbed him full force in the face. Malloy dropped but Snake was already in the saddle spurring the horse to a full gallop with the other five horses in tow.
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