AN Update: I changed the rating on this story because I've read some stories under T that were less graphic than my story but it still isn't a K and M is way more graphic than my story so there you have it it is now rated T.
AN: This is the part of the story where I'm supposed to say I don't own a thing and no disrespect is meant. Well… I already said it do I have to say it again? The following characters (aside from the ones never mentioned in the show which means they're probably mine) belong to the Powers That Be since you know who you are and I don't. I've tried not to be too obvious about some songs I've used (this is not a song fic!) but I've tried to keep them close enough to the originals so my fellow fans know what I mean. If you have any questions post me and I'll put you out of your misery… not like that (okay my already weird sense of humor doesn't go over well when I'm tired so sorry in advance). This is a Highlander fanfiction, that's a given, but mainly centers around Methos though the other regular – and some not so regular – characters make an appearance. I guess I should say that I'm completely ignoring the movies… the ones for the series at least as Connor is in here too. I'm pretty much ignoring the episode where Joe has a real daughter since I hadn't seen that episode at the time I started this story. To be honest pretty much everything after the four horsemen episodes are debatable but I reserve the right to reference them anyway. I can't give any spoiler alerts because I don't have any so that's covered. I suggest you watch all the episodes with Methos, Joe, Cassandra, Amanda, and Connor in them then forget everything you learned because I just made up stuff anyway but at least I have my bases covered (hold your horses, of course Duncan is in it, the show was about him after all he's just not the male lead this time). Another thing you may need to know is that I didn't have access to the show while I was writing the majority of the story since it was already off the air and it wasn't out on DVD at the time. I warned you about that because some things that may have taken place in Paris are actually taking place in Seacouver in my story. Yes, I've substituted Seattle (where the show is supposedly taking place when not in Paris) for Seacouver so shoot me. Oh another warning is that this story is finished… but has an as of yet unwritten sequel to it. This story however is complete and can stand on its own two feet but some of the questions raised won't be answered for a while until I finish the other one. My Mag7 story comes first though which is being worked on as I type… well… you know what I mean. I toyed with the idea to make this a Star Gate crossover for about half a second until I got a better idea. I learned that Michael Shanks, the actor who plays Daniel Jackson in SG-1 for those rare few who may not know, shares his name with an actual archeologist which gave me the idea. In my story I created an Archeologist by the name of Dr. Daniel Jackson who shares the name of the character of a hit sci-fi show GS-1, although in my story the character is borrowed from the real Dr. Daniel Jackson (yes without his permission). Since I was crushing on Shanks at the time I thought I would make him the inspiration for what my character looks like. To clear up any confusion his real name (according to IMDB) is Michael Garret Shanks, in my story the actor who plays DJ in GS1 is named Garret Michaels and yes I had his face stuck in my head as I created the character. I should probably say I don't own the Star Gate version of Dr. Daniel Jackson but I do own the slightly OoC version of my Dr. Daniel Jackson, I'm only borrowing the name… and the looks though he doesn't show up until almost half way through my story (sorry Michael but I love you so I meant well) and sorry to burst any bubbles he's the only one to show up. Can't think of anything I left out except to say that this has no slash and my pairings are as follows: (for now I can't give everything away at the beginning) Methos/Original Character, Duncan/Amanda, Connor/Cassandra (strange combo I know but I needed another immie pair and they were the only ones left), and Daniel/… (I told you I wouldn't give everything away you'll have to find out later) OC. Joe has everybody but only in a platonic way. Oh one last thing: !Please tell me if I need to up my rating on this. I'm thinking 15 and over/PG-13ish but it is the most graphic story I've ever written, in both blood and *move laking (*take the first letter of each word and switch them if your brain doesn't automatically work like that as mine does). I tried to pair the more graphic scenes down but to be honest I don't really want to pair it down anymore than I have so if you object let me know and I'll up the rating to M+. After saying that and scaring half of you off, probably, I'll let you know it shouldn't even be rated R let alone NC-17. I mean come on I'm a v… celibate, though nun feels about right sometimes, what would I know about it anyway. Okay way too much information I heard that. I can't think of anything else so I'll post more as I publish chapters.
If I haven't scared everyone off or if you decided to read my story anyway I thank ye'. I hope you enjoy and look forward to the future installment which will be posted as a separate story as of yet unnamed. (I'll let you know when it's finished.) Please review! Let me know if you love it or hate it or even 'eh it was okay'. And Please! Please! Please! Tell me about the rating. Thanks!
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Immortal's Child
By: Vanidot
Chapter 1
Prologue
Eight years is a long time, but not long enough to forget…or to be forgotten. It had been eight years since the death of a good friend, eight years since she had stepped off of American soil to travel around the world, eight years since she had said good-bye to her old life. After eight long years Adrianna Russell was finally going home.
Four days ago Anna, as she was called by her new friends, had locked the door of her flat over the bookstore where she had worked since going to Scotland two years ago. She had said good-bye the previous night and was on her way back to a life she had given up eight years before. She waited on the corner in front of the little church to catch a bus to Glasgow airport. She boarded a puddle jumper to the famous London Heathrow Airport where she got on a plane to take her to New York's LaGuardia Airport and then caught a flight to St. Louis, where she got a nonstop flight to Seacouver.
It was almost midnight before she finally checked into her hotel and crawled into bed. Before she had closed her curtains she could see the famous space needle from her window. The sight hadn't changed that much, except she was seeing it from higher than she'd ever seen it; the symbol remained the same however. It signaled the start of something she had been dreading for far too long but it also meant getting to see the only family she'd ever known; if only for one last time. The death she had witnessed wasn't the only thing she was running from now but tomorrow would deal with its own problems, tonight she was going to sleep.
Seacouver
Watcher Library
April 28, 1996
The others had gone home long ago and only Adrianna was left, buried in her pile of books and museum quality pieces like she had been for the past few nights. She worked in a gallery of sorts, a place full of priceless items that the public never saw. Every piece was priceless touched by the hand of ancient history. They served no other purpose but to remind the present that the past wasn't that long ago, that is was just waiting to happen again.
Twenty year old Adrianna felt more comfortable around all these old things than in the present with her peers. Her guardian, Joe Dawson, kept begging her to go out and have some fun, to make friends. He just couldn't understand that she didn't want those kinds of friends. She had nothing in common with people her own age. She wanted adventure, to travel and see the world, Alexa understood her and Alexa was several years her senior.
Alexa was another one of Joe's fosters, like Adrianna, Alexa had lost her parents at a young age. Adrianna and Alexa were like sisters. They had so much in common except Adrianna loved the past and Alexa was happy with the present. Adrianna hated the mall, loathed parties and huge crowds; disliked the way her peers dressed, spoke, and danced. Even Alexa couldn't understand why she was happy there among the old things, not that Adrianna could explain it herself.
"Adrian?" A voice called to her from somewhere in the room. She was startled by the sudden realization that she had been day dreaming again. She looked up and met the eyes of a man she was desperately in love with. Adam Pierson was the most handsome man she had ever seen. She had been in love with him since the day they had met four years ago and was still madly in love. She tried not to let it show but she knew she was miserably good at not hiding it.
"Go home Adrian, its way past your bed time." He said with a smile that broke her heart. She didn't know he was back from traveling the world with Alexa. Alexa was dying and she knew it, Adrianna had been buried in her books since they had left. They were the only friends she had and she knew they were in love. It hurt Adrianna worse than anything else in her life since her mother's death.
"I'm almost done, Adam, I'll go home when I'm done with this piece." She pointed to a dagger that lay on the table in front of her. She was cross referencing the mark on the bottom of the hilt; she knew she had seen it before. She was trying to find it again and she wouldn't be able to rest until she found it.
Adam nodded his head and left her be. Out of the corner of her eye she could tell there was someone else with him, they were talking in the corner and she could tell it was a woman. She might have been more interested in finding out who it was, except she was intent on finding the missing piece to her puzzle. She scanned the pages of the various books on the table in front of her hoping to find that symbol again. Then something sparked her memory and she grabbed a little book from under the pile of other books. She flipped a couple of pages and there it was it was the same mark that was on the hilt. She rechecked another book and found the exact same dagger and the date it was made.
"Adam I found it!" She yelped with glee. "I knew it was 16th century, I was positive and I was right, this proves it…" She looked up at Adam to find him whispering with the woman, she was blonde with short hair and she seemed familiar but Adrianna couldn't remember where. It seemed like they were arguing about something. "Adam?" She said again in case he hadn't heard her before. He seemed startled and motioned for her to be quiet.
"No one else is here," she insisted, "they never are. I always lock up." He nodded and moved closer to her. She started to ramble about the dagger and the Methos Chronicles and her theory but he stopped her by putting his hand on her shoulder and closing her books.
"We can discuss this later Adrian, go home and get some rest. Joe will be worried sick about you." He said more forcefully than he had before. He gently but firmly pulled her to her feet and gathered her things and helped her put her coat on.
"I wish you two would stop treating me as a child." Adrianna complained as he led her to the door. He smiled, and looked at her warmly, but she could tell his eyes were laughing at her. The blond woman Adam had been arguing with smiled knowingly and winked at her.
"You have become a beautiful young woman Adrianna, but you haven't arrived yet. Go home, I'll lock up." She was about to complain again, but his eyes flashed threateningly. She was used to the threatening glares Adam would often throw her way when she tried to disobey him, but there was something different something more melancholy, almost… sad. She would have said something except he had already kissed her cheek, patted her bum, and pushed her out the door. She heard the rattling of the door being locked behind her; she sighed in defeat and walked to her car. It was cold and she shivered pulling her coat closer around her shoulders. She felt forlorn and desperately wanted to talk to someone but decided just to go home to sleep. She was grateful she had had the foresight to park under a street lamp.
Alexa lay dying in a hospital in Switzerland; Adam was understandably melancholy about it. He had come home looking for a miracle, some way of taking a cure back to save her. Adrianna felt guilty for being jealous but she longed for Adam to hold her the way he had held Alexa; to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. She stood beside her car for a moment and sighed longingly. Since the day she met him at the innocent age of sixteen she had hoped that when she became a woman that he would take notice and whisk her away to see the world but he had taken Alexa instead. Adrianna sighed again and reached for the keys in her purse. Her purse wasn't there she checked her pockets and the other stuff that Adam had handed her but he had forgotten her purse.
"Great, Adam, I can't drive without my keys." She said in utter frustration. She didn't care that she was talking to herself out loud since there was no one there to hear her. The thought of disobeying the man she idolized almost brought her to tears, but she had to get her keys, she only hoped that the door wasn't completely locked. She was in luck when she tried the door she found that Adam had been in too much of a hurry to latch the door completely, the old lock often stuck if you didn't force it shut.
She pushed the door open and popped her head inside to make sure that Adam wasn't with in view. She stepped inside as quietly as she could, she felt guilty as though she was breaking in but she had to get her keys to obey him completely she reasoned. Adrianna spotted her purse on the floor behind her chair where she had dropped it earlier that day. She crept closer to the table where all her books were still laid. Some closed some open to the pages she had turned them to. She heard Adam's voice and the voice of that woman who had been with him earlier. They were arguing again, they weren't trying very hard to be quiet though besides her, no one else was around anyway.
Adrianna started towards the table but stopped realizing that she would have to step past the doorway leading to the other room where Adam would surely see her. Her heart skipped a beat afraid to get caught but needing to get her keys so she could comply with his wishes. She lunged for the table hoping that he wouldn't see her, but in her haste she fumbled and her purse went flying under the table. She looked through the door and saw his wide eyed expression. He had seen her, his eyes laughing but his face was stern. She fought for her keys and dangled them so he could see them, his face softened and it looked as though he was going to say something when she heard a gun shot. The look on Adam's face changed to one of agony causing her to want to run to him. Something held her in place however; a dark strain oozed through his shirt and ran down his front. He fell and she could see a dark shadow standing in the opposite doorway holding a gun.
Adrianna wanted to scream, tried to scream, but no sound came out. The woman was no where in sight; the alarm that she didn't remember hearing before was shut off. Adam dead, Adam dead, Adam dead, was all she could think about. Fear hit her hard and panic set in. The words ran through her head: Adam dead, get out; Adam dead, get out; Adam dead, get out; get out, get out, get out. Adrianna ran and never looked back, the man she loved dead, Uncle Joe in danger if she returned home. She had never felt so alone in her life… so terribly alone…
