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the_rckTitle: Stealing What Little I Can
Fandom: Sky High (2005)
Rating: T
Length: 13931 words
Characters: Warren Peace, Gwen Grayson, Ms. Peace, Layla Williams, Zach, Ethan, Magenta
Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fictional Religion & Theology, Precognition, Ancestral Memory, Alternative Universe - Aliens, Superpowers, Ruthlessness, Worldbuilding
Notes: I meant this to be short and dark, just a what if snippet about Warren making different choices. Um... Yeah. That always works. Some things need the scaffolding and set up. Apparently, Warren working with Gwen is one of those things. Probably because, no matter how I tilt things, Gwen's plan is really terrible.
My brain really does think that the Sky High world is a dystopia, and all of this grew out of me wondering how you'd get that particular dystopia. Even though that wasn't what I set out to write, even though I didn't want to touch that because it was too big.
Summary: Villains killing inconvenient heroes was only theater. Villains killing inconvenient villains wasn’t even that. A few of those inconvenient villains, the better known, the less powerful, rotted in prisons so that the heroes could stay heroes.
So that the normals wouldn’t notice how broken the system was.
Which left Warren’s mother looking at supers who hadn’t finished school and sidekicks of all ages.
Warren wasn’t looking because he thought everything had to burn. He really wasn’t.
Except that, late at night when he ought to have been sleeping, he knew he totally was. Understanding that was safe enough then. Not at other times, but he could admit it then.
Having picked Gwen was always going to be on Warren, but she was the only possibility with the right combination of recklessness, power, and cunning and-- above everything else-- the right timing. Gwen was there. Warren was there.
Gwen was never going to see the real future coming.
Stealing What Little I Can on AO3.
Suggestions for additional tags welcome.
Fandom: Sky High (2005)
Rating: T
Length: 13931 words
Characters: Warren Peace, Gwen Grayson, Ms. Peace, Layla Williams, Zach, Ethan, Magenta
Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fictional Religion & Theology, Precognition, Ancestral Memory, Alternative Universe - Aliens, Superpowers, Ruthlessness, Worldbuilding
Notes: I meant this to be short and dark, just a what if snippet about Warren making different choices. Um... Yeah. That always works. Some things need the scaffolding and set up. Apparently, Warren working with Gwen is one of those things. Probably because, no matter how I tilt things, Gwen's plan is really terrible.
My brain really does think that the Sky High world is a dystopia, and all of this grew out of me wondering how you'd get that particular dystopia. Even though that wasn't what I set out to write, even though I didn't want to touch that because it was too big.
Summary: Villains killing inconvenient heroes was only theater. Villains killing inconvenient villains wasn’t even that. A few of those inconvenient villains, the better known, the less powerful, rotted in prisons so that the heroes could stay heroes.
So that the normals wouldn’t notice how broken the system was.
Which left Warren’s mother looking at supers who hadn’t finished school and sidekicks of all ages.
Warren wasn’t looking because he thought everything had to burn. He really wasn’t.
Except that, late at night when he ought to have been sleeping, he knew he totally was. Understanding that was safe enough then. Not at other times, but he could admit it then.
Having picked Gwen was always going to be on Warren, but she was the only possibility with the right combination of recklessness, power, and cunning and-- above everything else-- the right timing. Gwen was there. Warren was there.
Gwen was never going to see the real future coming.
Stealing What Little I Can on AO3.
Suggestions for additional tags welcome.
