Fic: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
Sep. 18th, 2012 05:46 pmTitle: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Neal, Keller, OMC, Elizabeth; Neal/Peter/El established relationship in the background
Spoilers: None
Content Notice: Wing!fic. Warnings for non-con, dub-con, non-canon character death, imprisonment, violence, contemplations of suicide.
Word Count: 24,000
Summary: Prequel to What’s the Price of Heroes? What happened to Neal in the months before Peter found him again? A story of Becoming. This is my entry for White Collar Big Bang.
Behind him, Neal glimpsed a pale shape. No, not behind him, on him. He whirled, too fast, and cried out in pain as whatever-it-was slapped against the door. Muscles contracted, limbs flexed, but his arms and legs hadn’t moved. Limbs, limbs - other limbs. He had –
He stumbled from the room, tripped, righted himself, re-balanced more easily as something flared at his back. The clouds obscuring the sun passed, and he caught a glimpse of his shadow. He whirled around again.
There was a pair of wings on his back.
A pair. Of fucking. Wings.
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Neal, Keller, OMC, Elizabeth; Neal/Peter/El established relationship in the background
Spoilers: None
Content Notice: Wing!fic. Warnings for non-con, dub-con, non-canon character death, imprisonment, violence, contemplations of suicide.
Word Count: 24,000
Summary: Prequel to What’s the Price of Heroes? What happened to Neal in the months before Peter found him again? A story of Becoming. This is my entry for White Collar Big Bang.
Behind him, Neal glimpsed a pale shape. No, not behind him, on him. He whirled, too fast, and cried out in pain as whatever-it-was slapped against the door. Muscles contracted, limbs flexed, but his arms and legs hadn’t moved. Limbs, limbs - other limbs. He had –
He stumbled from the room, tripped, righted himself, re-balanced more easily as something flared at his back. The clouds obscuring the sun passed, and he caught a glimpse of his shadow. He whirled around again.
There was a pair of wings on his back.
A pair. Of fucking. Wings.