Sistinas by Jennghis Kahn (Mature)

[bluebrocade.livejournal.com]

For my last rec of the month, I bring you DARKFIC! Muahahahahaha...

Fandom: STARGATE: ATLANTIS
Pairing: gen (hint of Sheppard/McKay)
Author on LJ: surreallis
Author Website: Mindrot
Why this must be read: It's zombie-fic! That alone is reason enough to read this gem! It's also well-written, in character and absolutely, devastatingly heartbreaking.

Excerpt:

"Hey, Rodney," John called to the moaning and scratching outside of the laboratory door. "How do you spell 'loquacious'?"

There was a sudden silence beyond the door, as if John's voice had confused the dead man outside. And maybe it had... Rodney's brain wasn't really firing on all cylinders anymore. But then the slow, steady, meaty thumps of fists hitting triennium began again, punctuated by garbled grunts.

John sighed and looked down at his crossword puzzle. "Thanks, man." He penciled in the word and squinted at it. It didn't look right. It raised a red flag in his brain that maybe he needed to take a second look. Sort of the way he looked at Rodney now. When he looked at Rodney, he got that same red flag, like he needed to look again at the gray flesh petrifying into a mask, because there was still something familiar there. Some way the mouth turned down at the corners, some way the eyes lit up when they saw him, as if the world's largest buffet was being laid before them. Sometimes he heard a hint of that sarcastic voice behind the mutters and the moaning. Sometimes those electrical impulses that still coursed through McKay's nervous system hit the right sequence and for one brief moment Rodney was still standing there in front of him, a beautiful corpse.

Sistinas