Alternate Universe
1. Disclaimer—the characters of…wait a second…aren't the characters from remember the
titans real-life characters? Then they don't belong to Disney. Alright then, more than half of the
characters in this story belong to themselves. I made everyone else up, but they own themselves
to so you're free to use them so long as you ask them first.
Intro:
This is an au (alternate universe) story. Not au like forever and beyond au, but alternate universe
that breaks the bonds of pure, unchangeable history. If these sort of stories bother, annoy, or are
in any way your pet peeves, then just spare yourself the annoyance right now. For everyone else
that doesn't care, please continue. Thanks!!
Peace,
Kora
Chapter One
1. Wipeout
"Mom! Dad! I'm going out boarding!" Kate called over her shoulder. She grabbed her knee and
elbow pads, helmet, and skateboard, and jumped down the porch steps. She dropped her
skateboard onto the sidewalk and hopped on top of it.
Kate soared down the mid-suburban streets of Alexandria. Humming a tune from The Sound of
Music, the musical she'd been in last spring, Kate turned the corner into the older section of
Alexandria, where her parents grew up. The sixteen-year-old couldn't help but shiver, even in the
oppressive August heat, when she passed a worn-down white-washed house with maroon
shutters. She'd found out from her mother that that was where her father grew up. Kate's father,
Alan Yoast, never talked about his childhood (except to tell stories about his adventures with J
and Gerry). From what Kate picked up from her mother, grandfather, and others, she didn't blame
him.
The dark feeling lifted as the ghost house disappeared behind her back; Kate smoothed around
another corner. She smiled fondly at the house quickly approaching her line of vision. Coach's
house. Kate slowed as she neared, searching for a sign of Coach. Spotting her grandfather, Kate
giggled. He sat on the porch in his favorite rocking chair with a book on his lap, fast asleep.
The redhead stuck her foot down and kicked at the ground, which propelled her board forward,
causing it to pick up speed. Kate zipped past Coach's house and into a section of the
neighborhood thick with emotion. This was the street that Gerry used to live on. Not his mother's
house, that was a few blocks to the right, but the house that Gerry'd bought for himself after
college.
Even though Kate kept up her speed, her mind left skateboarding. This was her favorite and least
favorite part of Alexandria. Favorite because she wished she'd known Gerry, and least favorite for
the same reason. All of the things she'd learned about Gerry all her life from everyone (including
that she'd have been named after him if she'd been a boy) made him the single person she most
wanted to meet more than anyone else in all history.
Suddenly, Kate's skateboard flipped at a strange angle. She stumbled, fell, and the world went
black.
***
"Hey, lil' girl, you okay?" Kat woke to a familiar voice, and a strong but gentle hand shaking her
shoulder. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The world was blurry, but she vaguely made out a shape in
front of her. Then the pain all over hit. She felt like she'd ran into a brick wall, that the wall
collapsed and the bricks fell on top of her, and then she'd been dragged on a rope through a field
of rocks.
"Oww…" she moaned. The figure in front of her winced.
"Looks like you took a nasty fall. Here, lemme help ya up. We can go inside my friend's house and
find a spot for ya to lie down while we figure out what to do next." Kate managed a nod, and
tried to order her body to stand up, but it wouldn't listen. The person, a man she knew by his
voice, sensed her plight and helped her up. "Alright, here we go, it's not far."
Now upright, Kate was able to get a good look at the man's face. It was Julius! "Unc…Uncle
Ju…" she tried to say, but another moan came out instead.
Julius shook his head, "this isn't going to work," and lifted her easily into his arms. His powerful
strides got them into the house and Kate onto the couch in a matter of seconds. "You get
comfortable here, I'll be back in a second," Julius said, tucking a blanket overtop of her. He
disappeared into the next room. Soon, Kate heard voices, one Julius' and other unfamiliar. Kate
tried to discern what they were saying, but a mist flooded her brain.
Sleep tugged at her eyelids. Right before the blackness reclaimed dominance, Kate saw someone
enter the room. She fell asleep with a heart leaping and pounding in her chest; there was no
mistaking that the "someone" was Gerry Bertier.
1. Disclaimer—the characters of…wait a second…aren't the characters from remember the
titans real-life characters? Then they don't belong to Disney. Alright then, more than half of the
characters in this story belong to themselves. I made everyone else up, but they own themselves
to so you're free to use them so long as you ask them first.
Intro:
This is an au (alternate universe) story. Not au like forever and beyond au, but alternate universe
that breaks the bonds of pure, unchangeable history. If these sort of stories bother, annoy, or are
in any way your pet peeves, then just spare yourself the annoyance right now. For everyone else
that doesn't care, please continue. Thanks!!
Peace,
Kora
Chapter One
1. Wipeout
"Mom! Dad! I'm going out boarding!" Kate called over her shoulder. She grabbed her knee and
elbow pads, helmet, and skateboard, and jumped down the porch steps. She dropped her
skateboard onto the sidewalk and hopped on top of it.
Kate soared down the mid-suburban streets of Alexandria. Humming a tune from The Sound of
Music, the musical she'd been in last spring, Kate turned the corner into the older section of
Alexandria, where her parents grew up. The sixteen-year-old couldn't help but shiver, even in the
oppressive August heat, when she passed a worn-down white-washed house with maroon
shutters. She'd found out from her mother that that was where her father grew up. Kate's father,
Alan Yoast, never talked about his childhood (except to tell stories about his adventures with J
and Gerry). From what Kate picked up from her mother, grandfather, and others, she didn't blame
him.
The dark feeling lifted as the ghost house disappeared behind her back; Kate smoothed around
another corner. She smiled fondly at the house quickly approaching her line of vision. Coach's
house. Kate slowed as she neared, searching for a sign of Coach. Spotting her grandfather, Kate
giggled. He sat on the porch in his favorite rocking chair with a book on his lap, fast asleep.
The redhead stuck her foot down and kicked at the ground, which propelled her board forward,
causing it to pick up speed. Kate zipped past Coach's house and into a section of the
neighborhood thick with emotion. This was the street that Gerry used to live on. Not his mother's
house, that was a few blocks to the right, but the house that Gerry'd bought for himself after
college.
Even though Kate kept up her speed, her mind left skateboarding. This was her favorite and least
favorite part of Alexandria. Favorite because she wished she'd known Gerry, and least favorite for
the same reason. All of the things she'd learned about Gerry all her life from everyone (including
that she'd have been named after him if she'd been a boy) made him the single person she most
wanted to meet more than anyone else in all history.
Suddenly, Kate's skateboard flipped at a strange angle. She stumbled, fell, and the world went
black.
***
"Hey, lil' girl, you okay?" Kat woke to a familiar voice, and a strong but gentle hand shaking her
shoulder. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The world was blurry, but she vaguely made out a shape in
front of her. Then the pain all over hit. She felt like she'd ran into a brick wall, that the wall
collapsed and the bricks fell on top of her, and then she'd been dragged on a rope through a field
of rocks.
"Oww…" she moaned. The figure in front of her winced.
"Looks like you took a nasty fall. Here, lemme help ya up. We can go inside my friend's house and
find a spot for ya to lie down while we figure out what to do next." Kate managed a nod, and
tried to order her body to stand up, but it wouldn't listen. The person, a man she knew by his
voice, sensed her plight and helped her up. "Alright, here we go, it's not far."
Now upright, Kate was able to get a good look at the man's face. It was Julius! "Unc…Uncle
Ju…" she tried to say, but another moan came out instead.
Julius shook his head, "this isn't going to work," and lifted her easily into his arms. His powerful
strides got them into the house and Kate onto the couch in a matter of seconds. "You get
comfortable here, I'll be back in a second," Julius said, tucking a blanket overtop of her. He
disappeared into the next room. Soon, Kate heard voices, one Julius' and other unfamiliar. Kate
tried to discern what they were saying, but a mist flooded her brain.
Sleep tugged at her eyelids. Right before the blackness reclaimed dominance, Kate saw someone
enter the room. She fell asleep with a heart leaping and pounding in her chest; there was no
mistaking that the "someone" was Gerry Bertier.
