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Title: A Burden Shared
Author: [personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/Atlantis
Notes: Sequel to “Reflexes” and “Back in Atlantis”

Ronon fell into step. Jennifer ignored him, intent on her daily run. Her inner Slayer needed out, sometimes. Running was the easiest way to do it unobtrusively.

“You’re running a lot,” Ronon said. “Didn’t used to. How’d you get this fast?” His breath came hard. Even a Runner had trouble keeping up with a Slayer.

“I just … am,” Jennifer said awkwardly. No one else had noticed, or at least commented.

“Speed and endurance like this don’t just happen. Takes experience, training.”

Jennifer considered. He wasn’t a scientist, might believe her. She needed to tell someone. “Into every generation …”

Title: Potential Problems
Author:[personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/Sound of Music
Notes: Sequel to “A Problem Like Maria,” “Georg’s Surprise,” and “Freedom”

On their honeymoon, Maria took Georg to Vienna. Her old Watcher was there. She wanted Georg to know what he’d married. He said he believed her, but he didn’t understand. Not really.

“May I ask, why you have no Potential?” Maria asked. “I had hoped to show Georg what my training was like.”

“Nazis know about Slayers,” her Watcher said. “Want to study them, take them apart, give that power to their Storm Troopers, to make them stronger, faster. All Potentials have been evacuated from Germany and the surrounding countries. Hitler is obsessed with the Occult—let him handle the demons.”

Title: A Superhero Team
Author: [personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/DC Comics

The girl had to be a meta, Flash realized, watching her kick the ass of the alien invaders. I mean, woah. No normal human had that kind of reflexes, that kind of strength. That kind of height on her jumps—she’d just vaulted a dumpster, pursuing her quarry.

Between the two of them, it took seconds to finish the invaders off.

“Thanks.” She brushed her hair out of her eyes.

“You want to join the Justice League? You’re obviously a meta, you kicked ass, we’d love to have you.”

“No thanks. I already have a superhero team. And a mission.”

Title: All This Has Happened Before
Author: [personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/Battlestar Galactica

Since the fall of the Colonies, the Eight had been having strange dreams—monsters, human girls, history. Mystical things. Since she wasn’t a Two, it freaked her out.

“Into every generation she comes,” said the Hybrid. “Death is a gift. Course correction …”

The eight went to Caprica, threw herself into the rebuilding. Maybe work would exhaust her, stop the dreams. It didn’t. She found herself working longer, harder, than her sisters.

“What is wrong with you?” a Four asked. “You’re lifting loads that should need a Centurion, or two.”

She had no answer. She hadn’t noticed.

At night, she lay staring at the ceiling, until finally she rose and roamed the darkened streets, every sense, every muscle on edge.

Something was there, in the darkness—she ran towards it. One of her brothers, attacked by a human. Too strong for a human, but he wasn’t a Cylon. What had happened to his face?

This part of the city hadn’t burned. She grabbed a wooden railing, broke it off.

The human was biting her brother’s neck. She hit the human, he went flying. There was blood on his mouth. She stabbed him with the railing. Instinct.

He turned to dust.

Title: Duty
Author: [personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/Shakespeare (Henry V)

“…I should quickly leap into a wife. Or if I might …”

It was true, they could hardly speak words the other understood, Katherine thought, but for the most part King Henry seemed content not to try. Though she liked that he was trying to win her favor; he did not need to. She had always known she must marry for France; she had hoped to have more of a choice, though.

If she told him what she was, a Slayer, faster, stronger, a better fighter than he, would this proud soldier-king change his mind?

No. She had a duty.

Title: Play-time with Sweetums
Author: [personal profile] beatrice_otter 
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #095—swifter, higher, stronger
Fandom: BtVS/The Muppet Show


Kermit knew he shouldn’t have said it the second it left his mouth.

“I’ll show you porky. HIIIII-YAH!”

You know, he thought, even Miss Piggy’s karate kicks usually weren’t strong enough to send someone through a wall. Not a brick wall, anyway.

“Oh! Oh! Kermie, my love, are you alright? Speak to moi!” She was leaning over him, removing the rubble that covered him.

“I’m fine, Miss Piggy,” Kermit said, sitting up. “Have you been working out?”

She hesitated. “I’ve been having weird dreams. When I can’t sleep I go play with Sweetums and his friends. They like fighting.”


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