I've been toying around with the idea of writing a fic like this for a while. I was really bored today, so I finally sat down and planned it out. This is a WIP, of course, but the chapters should come fairly quickly, as they're fairly short and easy to write. Enjoy for now. I'll have the fandoms of each chapter listed at the end.
First Step on the Path
The body was nothing like Jordan had ever seen. Jane Doe, not more than seventeen, curly blonde hair, perky, little nose…and a cheerleader uniform covered in a generous amount of blood. The pole sticking out of her chest was also pretty hard to miss.
Bug had given her to Jordan for a reason; because she could handle it. She wasn't so sure this time. Jordan just couldn't get over the nagging feeling that something wasn't right about all this. Like this girl shouldn't be dead. Well, no one should really be dead, but fate always had other things to say about that. It couldn't be helped, but Jordan just couldn't help feeling that she could fix this some how. She really needed some more sleep.
The pole needed to come out. Now. When Jordan was able to finally pry it from the cheerleader's broken body, the blood flow was enormous. Certainly unexpected…and not at all normal. There didn't seem to be anything normal about this day, anyway.
She had to wash her hands, despite the gloves. Jordan left the room, through the glass doors to Nigel's lab. She wanted Bug to be there, to explain away where they'd found this girl, but it was empty.
It took her about fifteen seconds to wash her hands. Fifteen seconds that she took her eyes off of the lifeless, blonde teenager in the next room. Fifteen seconds that passed before she lifted her head and realized the body was gone; leaving a puddle of congealing blood behind.
Heroes/Crossing Jordan
