Be warned that this plot does have some mature themes, including depictions of mindrape and physical violence. If these subjects would upset you, it might be best if you stayed away.

So back a million billion years ago (actually December '05) Veronica Mars found out that a classmate named Meg Manning was pregnant, and lept to the conclusion that ( Read more... )

Veronica pushes ahead, and leads the way out onto the bar's sloping back lawn. Above, the sky's a dark purple shading to black - below, colours are becoming irrelevant as night vision slowly takes over ( Read more... )

[After this.]Moving quickly, Veronica slips into her room, closing the door behind her and locking it. For a moment she stands still, leaning against the wood and catching her breath. Then she reaches a hand back, lifting her blazer, feeling for the weight of ( Read more... )

When Veronica opens her eyes at last she lies very still for a long time, certain that she has drowned within the confines of her own mind.

A metaphor, perhaps, is in order ( Read more... )

When Veronica returns to herself this time, she finds herself bent almost double over her desk, nose barely an inch away from a notebook that she has filled with angular black writing. Slow, she straightens her spine, working aching muscles, and unfolds herself from her chair. It's dark out, and there are no lights on in the room - she hits the ( Read more... )

As the sun sets, Veronica sits at the desk in her room, staring out the window at nothing. Though it's becoming darker in the room, she makes no move to turn on her lamp, despite the fact that soon it will be quite difficult to read the book spread open across her lap.

Truthfully, she hasn't even glanced at the book in over an hour.

Veronica wakes when the sunlight hits her face ( Read more... )

She wakes.

There's a moment where Veronica can't put it all together, and that worries her, because putting things together is what she does. But then it clicks. The room around her, so white: curtains, walls, sheets. She remembers vaguely a stranger with too-blue eyes and too-smooth skin, and, oh...Pain floods her head and she winces, pressing ( Read more... )