ext_140691 ([identity profile] duonoaikouka.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2012-10-03 09:32 pm

The Fall of the House of Sheppard by Martha (NC17)

Time to get this Stargate van on the road! To celebrate my absolute favorite time of the year and my fav holiday, I'll be showcasing a whole month of Stargate horror. Mostly SGA with a couple SG1, this month I want to shine a light on some of the amazing horror selections available in these fandoms. So strap in, snuggle to your nearest partner/soft thing, and pray we all live through this. 'Tis time for the scary stuff!
:P
Fandom: STARGATE ATLANTIS
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard ; McKay/Other
Length: 40,150 words
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] saffronhouse
Author Website: AO3
Warnings: violence, non-con, sorta character death
Why this must be read:

Author's Summary: John Sheppard's strange inheritance has drawn Dr. Rodney McKay across two galaxies and back again. Now Dr. McKay must survive the dark forces at work in the Sheppard house to save the man he loves!

This fic still scares the crap out of me, even after a year from first reading. With a combination of Gothic atmosphere, small and creepy details, and a wonderful blending of Poe and SGA backstory, this fic draws you into a family with a horrific past and an estate that is haunting as any classic horror film. To dovetail with that talent with atmosphere, Martha has a way with setting a scene that breathes life into it and makes you practically live it. With the scene I've got below as the excerpt, I swear my eyes were bugging out of my head just picturing that in my head. *shiver* K, me'thinks tis time to leave the lights on tonight! Definitely enjoy this introduction into the wonderful world of Stargate horror; it'll set the stage for more horrors to come. :)


He scrambled out of the tub and dried as best he could in the steam-clouded, unventilated little room. He stuck his head out the door, not being eager to run into any of the mourners while he was barefoot in boxers and a T-shirt. No sooner had he started across the hall, though, than he saw a woman on the staircase. She was dark-haired, severe in her black dress.

Feeling naked, Rodney clutched his bundled clothes to himself. "Sorry. I'm a friend of John's. I'm staying the night, so I was just taking a shower. Well, actually a bath; there's no shower. Anyway, the bathroom's free if you need it."

She seemed to be looking at a point somewhere over Rodney's left shoulder. Rodney turned his head to see, and when he looked back, she was slowly descending the staircase one step at a time.

Backwards.

Rodney gaped at her. She never took her eyes off that spot over Rodney's shoulder as she backed down the stairs. From where he stood Rodney couldn't see the lower half of her body, and with every backwards step she took, he saw less of her until only her face was visible over the top stair. At that, Rodney looked away so he wouldn't see her disappearing completely down the staircase, and he retreated quickly to his bedroom, cursing this entire house full of nutcases, and not excepting John Sheppard for one minute.


The Fall of the House of Sheppard

[identity profile] the-hobbet.livejournal.com 2012-10-04 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, sounds like it will be a fun month!