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Fandom: Aeon Flux/Repo! The Genetic Opera
Characters/Pairings: Trevor Goodchild, Nathan Wallace
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Nathan loses one master, only to find another.
Notes: So, I finally watched the Aeon Flux series, and unsurprisingly I love Trevor Goodchild and his cray cray. And thought that it would crossover really well with Repo!Shipping Trevor/Nathan like burning. I've changed the ending of Repo! slightly; Rotti's dead, but Nathan managed to survive, because I said so. Amber still took over the company though. MY AU. This is probably the first chapter of something, but if not it's an interesting snippet.
He was tall and thin, and Nathan thought he resembled a preying mantis in the way he moved. He wasn't even sure why he'd accepted the bug man's invitation. Maybe he was just bored; since Amber had taken over the company he didn't have as much to do. Repossessions still occurred, of course, but his contractual obligations were finished.
"Nathan Wallace. I've done quite a bit of research on you."
He really should have been out looking for Shilo, at least, the trail couldn't have gotten completely cold...
"Then why don't you get to the point?"
Nathan had to wonder if this man was just another in a long line of powerful people that found his particular talents useful or at the very least entertaining. He had to wonder if he was just falling into patterns again, having been set free but having been leashed for so long he didn't know what to do with himself.
"I have a particular problem--a person--that needs taken care of."
"I'm retired."
"No, you were let go. And I think that in this particular case, you would be interested."
He produced a photo, and Nathan quickly ripped it from his hands as soon as he focused on it. Shilo. Wearing some ridiculous leather getup which was far too old for her and standing with a woman that resembled another type of bug. A fly, perhaps.
"Where did you get this? How old is it?"
"It was taken last night, shortly before my laboratory in southern Sanitarium Island was bombed."
Nathan noted the detonator in Shilo's right hand and swallowed. "She's just a child, she doesn't--"
"I don't frankly care what your child does. The target is the woman with her. If you bring her to me then you can discipline Shilo in whatever way you feel necessary."
The way the man said discipline suggested he thought quite a bit about it. It gave Nathan a feeling of automatic displacement, which was the last thing he needed right then.
"So you just want me to bring you the woman? That's it?"
"That's it."
He shouldn't have been surprised that Shilo had fallen in with a bad crowd. Ever since she'd learned what her medicine really was she'd wanted nothing to do with him. Still, he only ever did things for her safety, and if she was running around with terrorists he would just have to take care of them. Marni would expect that of him.
"Who are you anyway?"
The man chuckled, something that wasn't exactly a comforting sound. "Trevor Goodchild. All I want is what's best for this world. Surely you can agree with that philosophy?"
Somehow, despite the tone of his voice, Nathan believed him. He shook his hand, sealing the deal.
"I'll be back with the woman in tow soon enough."
"Be careful. Aeon Flux isn't caught easily."
Nathan smirked. "Clearly you've never seen me work."
Characters/Pairings: Trevor Goodchild, Nathan Wallace
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Nathan loses one master, only to find another.
Notes: So, I finally watched the Aeon Flux series, and unsurprisingly I love Trevor Goodchild and his cray cray. And thought that it would crossover really well with Repo!
He was tall and thin, and Nathan thought he resembled a preying mantis in the way he moved. He wasn't even sure why he'd accepted the bug man's invitation. Maybe he was just bored; since Amber had taken over the company he didn't have as much to do. Repossessions still occurred, of course, but his contractual obligations were finished.
"Nathan Wallace. I've done quite a bit of research on you."
He really should have been out looking for Shilo, at least, the trail couldn't have gotten completely cold...
"Then why don't you get to the point?"
Nathan had to wonder if this man was just another in a long line of powerful people that found his particular talents useful or at the very least entertaining. He had to wonder if he was just falling into patterns again, having been set free but having been leashed for so long he didn't know what to do with himself.
"I have a particular problem--a person--that needs taken care of."
"I'm retired."
"No, you were let go. And I think that in this particular case, you would be interested."
He produced a photo, and Nathan quickly ripped it from his hands as soon as he focused on it. Shilo. Wearing some ridiculous leather getup which was far too old for her and standing with a woman that resembled another type of bug. A fly, perhaps.
"Where did you get this? How old is it?"
"It was taken last night, shortly before my laboratory in southern Sanitarium Island was bombed."
Nathan noted the detonator in Shilo's right hand and swallowed. "She's just a child, she doesn't--"
"I don't frankly care what your child does. The target is the woman with her. If you bring her to me then you can discipline Shilo in whatever way you feel necessary."
The way the man said discipline suggested he thought quite a bit about it. It gave Nathan a feeling of automatic displacement, which was the last thing he needed right then.
"So you just want me to bring you the woman? That's it?"
"That's it."
He shouldn't have been surprised that Shilo had fallen in with a bad crowd. Ever since she'd learned what her medicine really was she'd wanted nothing to do with him. Still, he only ever did things for her safety, and if she was running around with terrorists he would just have to take care of them. Marni would expect that of him.
"Who are you anyway?"
The man chuckled, something that wasn't exactly a comforting sound. "Trevor Goodchild. All I want is what's best for this world. Surely you can agree with that philosophy?"
Somehow, despite the tone of his voice, Nathan believed him. He shook his hand, sealing the deal.
"I'll be back with the woman in tow soon enough."
"Be careful. Aeon Flux isn't caught easily."
Nathan smirked. "Clearly you've never seen me work."
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