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crack_van2008-12-15 10:40 pm
Entry tags:
Dark Angel/Xmen movieverse (NC-17)
Title: Hailing From Parts Unknown by Sister_Wolf
Pairing: Alec/Logan (Wolverine)
Author on LJ:
sister_wolf
Length: 3500
Author Website: NA
Why this must be read: To pick just one crossover was killer, and some of you might be surprised that I didn't pick SPN (honestly I just couldn't choose) So the winner, and let me say very deservingly so, is
sister_wolf’s Hailing From Parts Unknown. Basically crossing Xmen movieverse, prior to the first movie Logan aka Wolverine, with Dark Angel’s Alec. An au in that Alec never settled in Seattle, but still fought in cage fights for money. This how they meet. For a short piece it's very detailed. Offers a lovely dance as they size each other up within the cage, and get to learn about each of them especially Alec. This piece gives a fresh look into Dark Angel’s world via an outsider as this is all from Logan's POV. Well written and extremely hot! Proves at least IMO that Alec really is this fandom's little black dress ;)
Logan is feeling frustrated, growl raising at the back of his throat, shaking his arms out and getting ready for the next unsatisfying challenger, when he catches a hint of scent in the crowd that’s… different, somehow. Human, yeah, but mixed with feline somehow. Another mutant? He doesn’t tend to run into other mutants a lot, and when he does, he tries to avoid them. Too much chance of them both being exposed as mutants by proximity.
The next challenger steps into the cage, and Logan knows. Knows with a certainty deep down in his bones that this is the source of that intriguing scent— this young guy, who can’t possibly be older than twenty, with a pretty face that won’t last long in the world of cagefighting. A few inches shorter than Logan, built for speed rather than power, long lines of muscle under smooth, unscarred skin. The way he moves isn’t entirely human. Probably a mutant, then. Logan cracks his neck, almost smiles. This could be interesting.
“Should we shake hands first?” the kid asks, smirking. Logan steps forward, holds his hand out, and barely even bothers to brace himself against the predictable attempt to throw him. The kid steps back, eyes wide. He was obviously expecting Logan to weigh about what he looks, around 200 pounds—not what he actually weighs with the metal coating every bone in his body, which is more like 300 pounds.
“Nice try, kid.” The kid just raises an eyebrow and shrugs, looking nonchalant once more.
Hailing From Parts Unknown
Pairing: Alec/Logan (Wolverine)
Author on LJ:
Length: 3500
Author Website: NA
Why this must be read: To pick just one crossover was killer, and some of you might be surprised that I didn't pick SPN (honestly I just couldn't choose) So the winner, and let me say very deservingly so, is
Logan is feeling frustrated, growl raising at the back of his throat, shaking his arms out and getting ready for the next unsatisfying challenger, when he catches a hint of scent in the crowd that’s… different, somehow. Human, yeah, but mixed with feline somehow. Another mutant? He doesn’t tend to run into other mutants a lot, and when he does, he tries to avoid them. Too much chance of them both being exposed as mutants by proximity.
The next challenger steps into the cage, and Logan knows. Knows with a certainty deep down in his bones that this is the source of that intriguing scent— this young guy, who can’t possibly be older than twenty, with a pretty face that won’t last long in the world of cagefighting. A few inches shorter than Logan, built for speed rather than power, long lines of muscle under smooth, unscarred skin. The way he moves isn’t entirely human. Probably a mutant, then. Logan cracks his neck, almost smiles. This could be interesting.
“Should we shake hands first?” the kid asks, smirking. Logan steps forward, holds his hand out, and barely even bothers to brace himself against the predictable attempt to throw him. The kid steps back, eyes wide. He was obviously expecting Logan to weigh about what he looks, around 200 pounds—not what he actually weighs with the metal coating every bone in his body, which is more like 300 pounds.
“Nice try, kid.” The kid just raises an eyebrow and shrugs, looking nonchalant once more.
Hailing From Parts Unknown
