On Friday Night, A Girl Died In New York

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Disclaimer and little warning: Hello dear readers, thank you for taking the time to read my story, this is the first fanfiction I write and publish in over three years. This is an AU story based on both the graphic novel and the movie, I choose my favorite elements of both to create my little world, and I'll warn you already it's also an OC story, if this is not your cup of tea, I recommend the 'Back' arrow or the 'X' at the top of the window. Hihi. I don't have Alan Moore's writing talents, but I try my best. I would also like to thanks my Beta Reader "Rae Carson" who is helping me to hide the fact that English isn't my first language! Also, everything that you can not recognize as part of Watchmen is simple out of my imagination.

I hope you'll enjoy the story.

Reviews and constructive comments are always welcome!

.T T.

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Chapter 1

May 11th, 1975.

"Okay everyone... please listen to me..." Dan Dreiberg, also known as Nite Owl, is desperately trying to get the attention of the heteroclite group of costumed adventurers that is standing in his living room. "So... huh... my sister, Michele, will be in town for three days, from the 17th to the 19th. She's flying in from Paris and I haven't seen her since... well, it's been almost four years since we saw each other. So, during those three days, my house is off-limits. Let's just say that my sister is not a fan of... well... this..." He points at the room full of his fellow Watchmen. "If you guys need anything, Ozymandias offered his headquarters if you need to meet and he'll be covering my patrol for 18th. So, I think we're good for the next week; we'll meet back here in two weeks. Meeting dismissed."

The group starts to disband as Laurie Juspeczyk, the second Silk Spectre, bids everyone good night before being teleported by her boyfriend, Jon, or Dr. Manhattan as the general public knows him, back to their apartment. Meanwhile Eddie Blake, The Comedian, exits by the front door, leaving behind him a long-lasting and putrid odor of cigar smoke.

The only two other Watchmen left behind are Adrian Veidt, the world's smartest man and the team's strategist known also as Ozymandias, and Daniel's crime fighting partner of the last five years, the enigmatic Rorschach. The former stops Nite Owl from leaving the living room, while Adrian waits by the front door.

"Can't patrol with Ozymandias. Can't handle investigation style. Too soft." The low, growling voice that comes through the ink-blotted mask is as emotionless as usual, but Dan feels kind of lousy to impose Adrian upon Rorschach, or perhaps the other way around. Adrian knowingly offered to take Daniel's evening of patrol, even if it meant spending a night following Rorschach's violent trail all around the worst parts of town, but Rorschach hasn't been told anything beforehand, since Dan knew very well that his partner wouldn't appreciate the idea of spending an entire night with the pacifist Adrian.

"Come on Rorschach, it's only for one patrol and I haven't seen my sister in years now. I don't wanna risk getting in a fight with her. And... and, I'm allowed to take three days to be with my only remaining family, why am I even discussing this..?"

Rorschach's only answer comes in the form of a groan as he lets Daniel through, shoving his gloved hands in the pockets of his battered trench coat, as he turns toward the basement to escape from the underground tunnel hidden underneath Dreiberg's house.

"It would seem that patrol will be an interesting experience this weekend."

"Yeah, sorry about him, but you know how he is. Just follow him and don't talk, that would probably be better. And thanks again for accepting to take my patrol, Adrian. Michele's visit is stressing me out and the last thing I want is to get into another fight with her about... well... my night activities... And, I guess I can tell you; I don't want Rorschach near my sister for any reasons. You know how he is around women... and I don't want to risk that. Just thinking about it is making me nervous. Sorry, I'm babbling, you probably had some better things to do than listen to this." Daniel laughs weakly, nervousness and excitement both trying to take control over his tone of voice.

"Do not worry, Dan. I will do my very best to keep Rorschach away from here. When is your sister arriving on Saturday?" Adrian's voice, regardless of the situation, is always so pleasant and calming, always polite, almost aristocratic; people can't help but feel safe when he is talking.

"Her plane's landing at 1:34 pm." Daniel sighs, while anxiously scratching the back of his head, a bad habit he had for as long as he can remember. "Oh! I meant to tell you, Michele would like you to come to dinner with us on Saturday if you don't have anything already planned."

Daniel watches the surprise on his friend's face for a second before Adrian goes back to his calm and composed exterior, he straightens his tie before answering. "Really? It is quite a surprising request since we saw each other only a small number of times, under less than favorable circumstances... I would not even expect her to actually remember me."

Dan can't resist but to burst out laughing at the blonde's obvious disbelief. The normally unflappable Adrian Veidt looking surprised and slightly embarrassed is certainly a sight to remember.

"Well, I'm just passing the message along. You may have met only a few times, but you seem to have made an impression on her... well, like every other 18-years-old girls, I guess. So, will you be joining us?"

As Adrian puts a finger to his pinched lips, thinking, Daniel crosses his fingers behind his back.

"Yes, I will join you both for dinner on Saturday, it will be a pleasure." Answers Adrian with a real, large smile that rarely seems to brighten his face after all these years of costumed adventuring.

"Perfect! We'll see you on Saturday then." Nite Owl claps a large hand on the back of world's smartest man. "Have a great week, Adrian!"

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As I said before, reviews and constructive comments are always welcome!
.T T.