Foreword: Added August 14, 2007 (and amended a few hours later due to the fact that the author found some grammatical errors):
Hello. I assume that if you have stumbled upon this story, all these years after its completion, you are either new, or perhaps followed some link from some site where this was mentioned in a very unbecoming manner (and rightly so, I may add). Whatever the case, you have been most unfortunate to find this piece of garbage, and if now, either out of sick curiosity or masochistic tendencies, you feel the urge to read this, I feel I must offer you some words of advice.
First, above all, please remember that I wrote this four years ago. I was going into my freshman year of high school. I had just discovered Fanfiction. In short, I was not very good. Obviously, I have changed radically since those days. My writing now is, I daresay, much better than this.
Second, I suggest that if you are a purist for any fandom represented here, you have padding available and a box of tissues, as the bastardization of characterization will make you want to repeatedly bang your head against the nearest hard surface, and will make you want to sob. I also strongly suggest hiding the bleach, for you might feel the need to attempt to blind yourself.
Yes, this story is that bad. I manage to utterly destroy the canon of many different shows and books, as well as make a mockery of the English language. This story is terrible, I am telling you. In fact, I might even say that it is almost as unfixable and painful to stand as the Bush administration. I don't know if it is worse that that, for the Bush administration is pretty damn awful. Still, so is this story. It is even worse than my 'oh my abused brat gets randomly dropped into Tortall with her horse' story. Yeah, it is that bad.
So, I leave you with this warning, for I feel it is my duty, as I put this abysmal creation on here. Why, you may ask, have I not taken it down? Well, because I wish for it to serve as a reminder of what not to do when writing Fanfiction. Why, you may also ask, have I not gone over it to at least fix the grammar? Well, frankly, I am too scared to read this. Perhaps one day, when I am feeling quite brave, I will read it. However, for the same reason I will not take it down, I will not change the grammar. This is a fine example of how not to write, and it should be sufficiently scary to make some new authors refrain from writing as such.
Well, all that must be said has been said. If you still wish to read this, I wish you much luck. Remember that I have warned you.
Emily
Now, the real horror...err, story begins.
A/N: ok, here is my newest story. Now, this is something that has NEVER EVER BEEN DONE BEFORE! What are happening are our favorite characters from different T.V shows have been dropped into the land of Tortall and are meeting up with that gang. Now, this story will be funny, I promise you. The shows are CSI, CSI Miami, Law And Order: SVU, and Cold Case. This Idea may not work out if you don't know all of the shows, and the Tamora Pierce books, it might be funny if you don't know them though. And of course I have all of your (well, actually mine but, still. Lol) favorite pairings. Why am I doing this? Well, I'm tired of the same stories being repeated over and over and over and over. Well, I actually don't know about Law&Order: SVU and Cold Case and CSI Miami, and kinda not CSI. But still, it's different. I guess I will let you guys judge it for your selves. Oh yah, this story is posted on the boards of all of the following shows and the Tamora Pierce board. So, without further ado, here is the First story of its type. Oh yah, I forgot. I'm stranding these people without their favorite gadgets. Mwahahahaha. So, read and REVIEW! Enjoy!
Emily
Gil Grissom sat at his rather cluttered desk, studying a bug when the phone rang. "Hello?" he frowned. "Sounds big, I will bring the whole group."
Thirty minutes later Catherine drove into a secluded desert area, only to meet up with the rest of the night shift. "What's going on? There's nothing here. I thought Gris. Said it was big," she asked Sara.
"I don't know." She replied, as confused as Catherine
"Cath, you know what's going on?" asked Nick as he, Warrick, and Greg came up to the confused woman.
"Good, your all here. I think the scene might be that way." Gil came up to the group. "Lets go". But as they walked, they suddenly felt the ground begin to shake and a whole appeared in the desert ground. Screams could be heard as the six fell in.
Meanwhile, in Miami, Horatio Caine had also just received a call, a case similar to the one in Las Vegas. He sighed and picked up his cell to call the rest of the lab. This one seemed big.
Calleigh was surprised when she arrived at the crime scene. Erik, Speed, Horatio and Yelina were all there, but she saw no evidence of a crime. "What's going on?" she asked as she got out of the Hummer.
"We think the scene might be a bit further out," replied Horatio. As with the Las Vegas CSI's, they got a very large surprise when the ground started to shake.
In New York, Olivia Benson And Elliot Stabler were responding to a report of a rape/murder. Must I say that they arrived to an empty place?
"Is this someone's idea of a joke?" asked a very annoyed Elliot
"Guess so. But lets look around a little before we leave." Replied an equally annoyed Olivia.
Well, as you can see the pattern here, they got sucked in the whole. (A/N: sorry this is SO boring. It gets a lot better. I promise. Bear with me for a little bit longer.)
And of course Detective Lilly Rush and Detective Scotty Valens got the call in Philadelphia had the same damn boring thing happen.
Ok, FINALLY the boring parts over. Now we have fun.
Every one ok? Gil's voice called out, soon repeated by some of the other detectives, and CSI's. Sitting up, he looked around. They weren't alone. He recognized Horatio Caine from the CSI Miami crime lab, and some of the Miami CSI's. He also recognized the man and woman, the SVU detectives, from T.V; they had cracked many high profile cases. There was also a blond woman with a younger man. Those cold case detectives.
"What happened?" drawled Calleigh.
"That's what I would like to know," replied Elliot.
Every one else broke into rambled conversation, until Olivia yelled, "stop! Lets figure out why we are here, and heck, who everyone is."
Ten minutes later, they had gotten know where, except for learning they were all involved in law enforcement.
"WHAT is going on here?" yelled an unfamiliar voice. They large group looked to see a small woman, wearing strange clothing. She had fiery red hair and violet eyes.
"That, my friend, is what we are trying to figure out." And with that he whipped out his sunglasses, like he always does after saying something like that. Only, his sunglasses weren't there. In fact... "MY CLOTHES! What happened to my normal clothes? And my sunglasses?" sure enough, when they had all been transferred, their clothing had gone from their normal clothing to dresses for the woman and breeches for the men. Meaning yes, the woman gasp didn't have their normal tight, cleavage showing outfits. Also,
"My field kit!"
"My Gun!"
Alanna looked at the group of people. Noticing the young woman a bit further away, she called to her. "Daine, get Numair over here NOW. Its important."
"Alright, I will try to tear him away from his books" Daine says as she headed to their rooms.
Fifteen minutes later the girl came back. "He's coming," she said, coming up to Alanna. She noticed the group. "Who are they?"
"I'm not sure. They just kind of appeared here."
"Who are you two, and where are we?" this was Sara.
"Um, I'm Alanna, and that's Daine. And this is Tortall".
"WHERE is that?" Lilly asked.
Daine and Alanna just stared at her. Suddenly, a tall man with dark black hair that was pulled into a ponytail came up behind Daine. He wrapped his arms around Daine, who obviously was much younger and kissed her. "Hello magelet. Now, what is this about Alanna needing me?"
Olivia looked at Elliot. "Ok, step away from the girl! Don't you touch her you pedophile." Now, you have to remember, to them, what they have is really now a day's known as child molestation. So to our detectives and CSI's, whar they just witnessed was wrong.
"Daine, Alanna, and Numair looked strangely at the Detectives, who along with the CSI's and Cold Case detectives had surrounded the three Tortallians.
"I think they are mad," whispered Daine.
Alanna nodded. Ya, maybe we should lock them up."
A/N: ok, well, that the first chappy. It may not be good. I don't know about this idea guys. I'm not sure. I need you guys to REVIEW. As I said, I may not continue this story. I'm just not sure. If you would like me to, please please tell me. So, REVIEW!
Emily