Man's Original Virtue - pt1
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:06:40 UTC
Hee. I finally managed to write this. This is attempt number five or something. The earlier ones just didn't work. I went by Book!verse Ella Enchanted, btw (because the film is a travesty and should be confined to the lowest circles of hell) for the curse nuances etc. and I do believe that I'm collecting all the bonuses. *high fives self* Hope you enjoy it.
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Disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man's original virtue. It is through disobedience and rebellion that progress has been made. - Oscar Wilde“John, hold this
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Man's Original Virtue - pt3
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:09:08 UTC
When Harry Watson is thirteen years old, she learns about slavery in history lessons. She goes home that night and sits across from her little brother at the dinner table and thinks
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Man's Original Virtue - pt4
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:11:43 UTC
John and Harry’s mother dies when John is sixteen, drink driver. Their father, in one of the cruellest forms of irony, then descends into true alcoholism. It takes him another three years before he dies, but he’s a shell of a man long before that
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Man's Original Virtue - pt5
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:12:47 UTC
Girlfriends are the worst, John learns. They tell you things for your own good or for their own good. They don’t even realise that they’re giving orders, most of the time. “Leave it alone,” one girl tells him when he’s fussing with his tie. “Give me a hand,” another asks when she’s carrying in the shopping.
It’s not that he minds, but he will only help out with one hand (that is all she specified) or he’ll then start messing with his hair.
They get irritated quickly, and none of them really knows how to deal with it.
They do agree that he’s good in bed, though. It’s one of the upsides.
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Moriarty straps the bomb to John’s chest himself.
“Now, say exactly what I tell you to and nothing else,” he commands.
John has to follow orders.
He walks out and he says everything he’s told to say and nothing more. He pauses a few times, tries to rebel because he doesn’t care so much about dying himself. If Sherlock can get a head start he might come out of this alive.
Sherlock asks him if he’s okay. exactly what I tell you to and nothing
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Man's Original Virtue - pt6
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:14:47 UTC
The car stops next to him and the door opens.
“Get in,” a familiar Irish voice commands.
John tells himself not to. He shouldn’t. Moriarty will use him again; he will use him to get to Sherlock. He needs to walk away, he needs to turn around and run.
He gets in the car.
“Hello, John,” Moriarty says, smiling at him in a way that might be pleasant if it weren’t gracing the face of a mass murderer and psychopath. “Say hello,” he adds. “It doesn’t hurt anyone to be polite.”
John grinds out the word ‘hello’ through gritted teeth. He stares straight ahead. Moriarty will not beat him.
“I’ve been keeping an eye on you, John Watson. For a while now, but especially since that day in the pool. Our last date, you might say.”
John doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have anything to say except ‘fuck off’. He’ll save his breath.
“I’ve noticed something curious about you,” Moriarty continues. “I didn’t know what to think, at first. I thought perhaps you were just being a good puppy. But then I double checked and I noticed that you really are very
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Man's Original Virtue - pt7
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:16:09 UTC
He picks up the false passport (Sebastian Moran) and then uses it to pick up the gun. He won’t be using his own, it seems. Moriarty thought that would be too much, more interesting to make them work for it, to make them see the little games he was playing around them
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Man's Original Virtue - pt8 END
anonymous
October 18 2010, 11:20:22 UTC
Look at this, John.
Hurry up, John, we’re losing him!
His head is full of noise and pain.
He forces himself to bear it, because one way or the other this has to end and even if it ends with Sherlock dead, then he has to be able to tell himself he fought.
He is dimly aware that he has curled up into a ball, like he did when he was five. But his mother isn’t here to wrap her arms around him now. His throat hurts from swallowing down shouts and pleading. Please God let me live he had said once before. Now everything’s different; please God, let me die.The pain distances itself from him, and the doctor in his mind tells him clinically that he must be going into shock. It doesn’t matter. He’s deep inside himself now, the rest of the world has fallen away and there’s just him and that damn order
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You had me entranced by part 1! Happy and sad and crying and squeeing throughout! (I agree, the book verse was WAY better. ^_^) This was FANTASTIC! I loved the way you described things, especially the final battle with Moriarty's orders! It was like I could see it playing out in front of me. Like I was watching a movie and could feel the emotions myself. It was wonderful! I love it! Thank you! You absolutely rock! And your virtual bonus prizes are: warm cookies, a BBC!Sherlock action figure, a teddy bear wearing a mini of one of John's jumpers, and a fluffy heart-shaped pillow! Congrats! XD
Mycroft says "named midmiag". So apparently the fairy was named Midmiag? lol
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Disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man's original virtue. It is through disobedience and rebellion that progress has been made. - Oscar Wilde“John, hold this ( ... )
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It’s not that he minds, but he will only help out with one hand (that is all she specified) or he’ll then start messing with his hair.
They get irritated quickly, and none of them really knows how to deal with it.
They do agree that he’s good in bed, though. It’s one of the upsides.
*
Moriarty straps the bomb to John’s chest himself.
“Now, say exactly what I tell you to and nothing else,” he commands.
John has to follow orders.
He walks out and he says everything he’s told to say and nothing more. He pauses a few times, tries to rebel because he doesn’t care so much about dying himself. If Sherlock can get a head start he might come out of this alive.
Sherlock asks him if he’s okay. exactly what I tell you to and nothing ( ... )
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“Get in,” a familiar Irish voice commands.
John tells himself not to. He shouldn’t. Moriarty will use him again; he will use him to get to Sherlock. He needs to walk away, he needs to turn around and run.
He gets in the car.
“Hello, John,” Moriarty says, smiling at him in a way that might be pleasant if it weren’t gracing the face of a mass murderer and psychopath. “Say hello,” he adds. “It doesn’t hurt anyone to be polite.”
John grinds out the word ‘hello’ through gritted teeth. He stares straight ahead. Moriarty will not beat him.
“I’ve been keeping an eye on you, John Watson. For a while now, but especially since that day in the pool. Our last date, you might say.”
John doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have anything to say except ‘fuck off’. He’ll save his breath.
“I’ve noticed something curious about you,” Moriarty continues. “I didn’t know what to think, at first. I thought perhaps you were just being a good puppy. But then I double checked and I noticed that you really are very ( ... )
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Hurry up, John, we’re losing him!
His head is full of noise and pain.
He forces himself to bear it, because one way or the other this has to end and even if it ends with Sherlock dead, then he has to be able to tell himself he fought.
He is dimly aware that he has curled up into a ball, like he did when he was five. But his mother isn’t here to wrap her arms around him now. His throat hurts from swallowing down shouts and pleading. Please God let me live he had said once before. Now everything’s different; please God, let me die.The pain distances itself from him, and the doctor in his mind tells him clinically that he must be going into shock. It doesn’t matter. He’s deep inside himself now, the rest of the world has fallen away and there’s just him and that damn order ( ... )
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Mycroft says "named midmiag". So apparently the fairy was named Midmiag? lol
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ella enchanted is only my favorite book in the entire world. omg this was so fabulous.
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