Dresden/Marcone - Warning for some one underage character having sex
Soooo.... when I first started reading Dresden I had this fic idea pop into my head and I wrote like the first half before it sputtered out. This is probably dreadful and out of character, however if someone wants to take the idea and run with it I would be delighted.
My name is Victoria Lynnette DeBenedetto and I have been a minor Seer for most of my life. I have led a fairly quiet life, my talents not being strong enough to make me a target, I was little more than an educated vanilla mortal and I mostly lived my life as if I was one. None of my children or grandchildren inherited my gift and I was content with my knowledge of the supernatural world dying with me. Two things happened to change that. I became fatally ill with a brain tumor that strengthened my gift exponentially and one of my grandsons came to visit me on leave from the military to say his goodbyes as he didn’t know where he would be when the time came.
Johnny was twenty-two but he would always be the sweet young boy that I helped to raise in my mind. I simply grasped his hand to pull him into a hug and I saw his future. The visions had become much stronger but I had never in my life been shown a future as rock solid as his was. The pain of it made me desperate to find some way to change things for him. I desperately chased down every possible path and alternative for something to let me direct it into a better future, but every possibility that I could find only led to darker paths. It took almost fifteen years before I found a light in the darkness and what a light it was, blazing and burning away at the darkness he had shouldered even from a distance. I reached for it to find a way to bring that light closer to my grandson.
I was shocked. A wizard! A powerful one and once I touched on his future I was dragged backwards through his life, seeing him survive the darkness that sought to destroy him until finally I reached the present. I knew that I would not have much time to do what I could and that while there was much I could not change for either young man, in order to change anything for the better I would need to seek the help of the Wizard Harry Dresden.
There was no time to waste. I came back to myself to find that I had apparently kept an iron grip on Johnny’s hand and that he had been trying to wake me from my trance.
“It’s alright Johnny, I’m fine.” At his skeptical look I elaborated. “Well, no, not fine. But I’m not dying just yet either.”
“Is there anything I can do for you?” The poor boy was looking at me like I was going to drop dead at his feet.
“Yes there is my darling boy. I need you to give me a lift somewhere right now. I will explain on the way, but we have a fairly tight deadline to meet.” He looked skeptical but very kindly decided to humor me.
He was not as happy to do so when I began to explain. I gave him only the very most basic explanation that I was a Seer and that magic existed. I could tell that he thought I was crazy and it was only my insistence that a young man needed our help that kept him following my directions. It took us almost two hours to reach the estate of Harry Dresden’s guardian so that it was almost noon when we arrived. I asked Johnny to stay with the car until I called for him and went to the door myself. My vision had already told me the information that I needed, the boy’s guardian and fellow apprentice would not return until well after sundown. Harry answered the door readily enough and nearly took my breath away. It was one thing to experience the power the young man could wield in a vision and another to sense it directly.
“Hello Harry Dresden. My Name is Victoria Lynnette DeBenedetto. I am a Seer and I need to consult with you about a vision that I have had. I am no threat to you and do not seek to pass your wards. I ask that you join me for a discussion in the garden.”
“What guarantee do I have that I won’t be attacked if I leave the wards?” His suspicion was blatant and I could not blame the poor thing with only having Justin DuMorne to base his opinions on.
“Look into my eyes and judge for yourself.” I do not know if it was a choice or simply shock that connected his eyes to mine. The Soulgaze was enough to make me wish that I could deal with Justin DuMorne myself for the damage he had done to the child. Instead I used the lingering connection to show him as much as I could of the vision that brought me to him. I showed him also that most of it could not be changed as all other avenues led to much darker futures. I cut it off where his presence showed up, not allowing him to see his own future.
“How can I help?” He asked me as he stepped outside. We sat on the steps and I began the true job of a Seer: manipulating the future by manipulating the ones who would shape it.
What I planned to do was in many ways massively unfair for Harry, but in others I would be making his life much better without his ever knowing it. I had a deep knowledge of him that I could use to twist him to my purpose that he could not defend against.
“The next twenty years cannot be meddled with very much at all. I can see a way to bend things and to make the years afterwards much better but I would have to ask you to make choices that you are very young to be making.”
“What choices?”
“Harry, as a Seer I know a great deal about your life, such as the fact that you are currently a virgin and that if I had not come into your life you would give your virginity to your fellow apprentice Elaine in three days on your sixteenth birthday.” The poor dear went brick red. No teenager expects to have to discuss their sex life with anybody’s grandmother.
“What does that have to do with anything?” He just barely squeaked out.
“If it was just bettering the life of my grandson I would not ask it of you, but he will become a very influential man as you are aware and he will be able to do a lot of good. The trick will be getting him there. I am dying and so will be unable to use my gift to help him. So I am asking you to give him the lifespan and healing abilities of a wizard.”
“I wouldn’t even begin to know how to do that!” He objected.
“I don’t know the spells either; however I can sense a future where you do just that. Calm yourself and theorize aloud about what would be needed. Maybe I will be able to direct you a bit if you are coming close. I can give you a place to start, but you won’t like it.”
“Why is that?” He was already giving me an unhappy stare.
“I brought up your status as a virgin for a reason. It is quite likely that you will be giving up that status today.”
He made a sort of gurgling sound in his throat as he tried to protest before dropping his head into his hands as he started to mumble into them. It took him several moments to regain possession of himself.
“You’re suggesting using a deflowering ritual.” He said it very flatly.
“Yes, though obviously it would require more than that but I imagine you could use it as a base.” I was trying to be encouraging but he dropped his head into his hands again and didn’t bother lifting it again before he replied.
“Okay, I am just going to treat this like a theoretical situation from my tutor. Alright, deflowering ritual would suggest either raising power or binding it, maybe both but let’s just set that aside for a second. Let’s talk about what we want to give him. The only way I can see to give him a wizard’s lifespan and healing is to share mine with him.”
“That feels right to me.” I could see him turning the problem around in his head.
“That kind of link can’t be one way; he would have to give me something in exchange. Not to mention that I don’t have any way to forge that kind of link, and that kind of delicate touch doesn’t come naturally to me. It would take me months to research how to do it and I would still probably need help.”
“Harry, it has to be today, otherwise there will be too many changes. It doesn’t have to be perfect it just has to work.” He stood up and began to pace mumbling to himself for several minutes before stopping to turn to me again. I met his gaze, trying to beam my support directly to his mind if I could and his eyes widened and the pacing began again even faster than before. He stopped and came back to sit beside me.
“I think that I could do it, but I’m not sure what all of the side effects will be and… basically I would be marrying him with a few magical bells and whistles thrown in.” The poor child looked so scared that I felt bad for doing this to him. I reached for his hand and I read the possible future that would result from following through on this plan.
I could see the immediate future: the ritual working, the side effects and how it would affect my grandson’s future. The events remained unchanged for the most part but any changes that were there were for the better and in twenty years when the future became more flexible the differences were amazing. I reached out for Harry with my power and showed my vision to him, not with as much clarity as in the aftermath of the Soulgaze we shared, but enough to convince him that it was better than the alternative. What I did not show him was how it would affect his own future, mostly for the better, but he was going to be very lonely for that twenty year period.
“Whatever your idea is will work, it will need to be strengthened at least once a year by a… well let’s just call it a conjugal visit, but I would aim for every ten months to be on the safe side.” He did that adorable flushing thing again.
“How do you even plan to get him to go along with this? He doesn’t even believe in magic at all.”
“Obviously we cannot tell a lie, however, I think that it would be best that he believe that he is doing this to humor me and as a favor to you. You will most likely need to do a few flashy pieces of magic to prove our point but otherwise let me do most of the talking. Go get a space set up while I introduce him to the idea.”
Re: OPEN PROMPT
Soooo.... when I first started reading Dresden I had this fic idea pop into my head and I wrote like the first half before it sputtered out. This is probably dreadful and out of character, however if someone wants to take the idea and run with it I would be delighted.
My name is Victoria Lynnette DeBenedetto and I have been a minor Seer for most of my life. I have led a fairly quiet life, my talents not being strong enough to make me a target, I was little more than an educated vanilla mortal and I mostly lived my life as if I was one. None of my children or grandchildren inherited my gift and I was content with my knowledge of the supernatural world dying with me. Two things happened to change that. I became fatally ill with a brain tumor that strengthened my gift exponentially and one of my grandsons came to visit me on leave from the military to say his goodbyes as he didn’t know where he would be when the time came.
Johnny was twenty-two but he would always be the sweet young boy that I helped to raise in my mind. I simply grasped his hand to pull him into a hug and I saw his future. The visions had become much stronger but I had never in my life been shown a future as rock solid as his was. The pain of it made me desperate to find some way to change things for him. I desperately chased down every possible path and alternative for something to let me direct it into a better future, but every possibility that I could find only led to darker paths. It took almost fifteen years before I found a light in the darkness and what a light it was, blazing and burning away at the darkness he had shouldered even from a distance. I reached for it to find a way to bring that light closer to my grandson.
I was shocked. A wizard! A powerful one and once I touched on his future I was dragged backwards through his life, seeing him survive the darkness that sought to destroy him until finally I reached the present. I knew that I would not have much time to do what I could and that while there was much I could not change for either young man, in order to change anything for the better I would need to seek the help of the Wizard Harry Dresden.
There was no time to waste. I came back to myself to find that I had apparently kept an iron grip on Johnny’s hand and that he had been trying to wake me from my trance.
“It’s alright Johnny, I’m fine.” At his skeptical look I elaborated. “Well, no, not fine. But I’m not dying just yet either.”
“Is there anything I can do for you?” The poor boy was looking at me like I was going to drop dead at his feet.
“Yes there is my darling boy. I need you to give me a lift somewhere right now. I will explain on the way, but we have a fairly tight deadline to meet.” He looked skeptical but very kindly decided to humor me.
He was not as happy to do so when I began to explain. I gave him only the very most basic explanation that I was a Seer and that magic existed. I could tell that he thought I was crazy and it was only my insistence that a young man needed our help that kept him following my directions. It took us almost two hours to reach the estate of Harry Dresden’s guardian so that it was almost noon when we arrived. I asked Johnny to stay with the car until I called for him and went to the door myself. My vision had already told me the information that I needed, the boy’s guardian and fellow apprentice would not return until well after sundown. Harry answered the door readily enough and nearly took my breath away. It was one thing to experience the power the young man could wield in a vision and another to sense it directly.
“Hello Harry Dresden. My Name is Victoria Lynnette DeBenedetto. I am a Seer and I need to consult with you about a vision that I have had. I am no threat to you and do not seek to pass your wards. I ask that you join me for a discussion in the garden.”
“What guarantee do I have that I won’t be attacked if I leave the wards?” His suspicion was blatant and I could not blame the poor thing with only having Justin DuMorne to base his opinions on.
“Look into my eyes and judge for yourself.” I do not know if it was a choice or simply shock that connected his eyes to mine. The Soulgaze was enough to make me wish that I could deal with Justin DuMorne myself for the damage he had done to the child. Instead I used the lingering connection to show him as much as I could of the vision that brought me to him. I showed him also that most of it could not be changed as all other avenues led to much darker futures. I cut it off where his presence showed up, not allowing him to see his own future.
“How can I help?” He asked me as he stepped outside. We sat on the steps and I began the true job of a Seer: manipulating the future by manipulating the ones who would shape it.
What I planned to do was in many ways massively unfair for Harry, but in others I would be making his life much better without his ever knowing it. I had a deep knowledge of him that I could use to twist him to my purpose that he could not defend against.
“The next twenty years cannot be meddled with very much at all. I can see a way to bend things and to make the years afterwards much better but I would have to ask you to make choices that you are very young to be making.”
“What choices?”
“Harry, as a Seer I know a great deal about your life, such as the fact that you are currently a virgin and that if I had not come into your life you would give your virginity to your fellow apprentice Elaine in three days on your sixteenth birthday.” The poor dear went brick red. No teenager expects to have to discuss their sex life with anybody’s grandmother.
“What does that have to do with anything?” He just barely squeaked out.
“If it was just bettering the life of my grandson I would not ask it of you, but he will become a very influential man as you are aware and he will be able to do a lot of good. The trick will be getting him there. I am dying and so will be unable to use my gift to help him. So I am asking you to give him the lifespan and healing abilities of a wizard.”
“I wouldn’t even begin to know how to do that!” He objected.
“I don’t know the spells either; however I can sense a future where you do just that. Calm yourself and theorize aloud about what would be needed. Maybe I will be able to direct you a bit if you are coming close. I can give you a place to start, but you won’t like it.”
“Why is that?” He was already giving me an unhappy stare.
“I brought up your status as a virgin for a reason. It is quite likely that you will be giving up that status today.”
He made a sort of gurgling sound in his throat as he tried to protest before dropping his head into his hands as he started to mumble into them. It took him several moments to regain possession of himself.
“You’re suggesting using a deflowering ritual.” He said it very flatly.
“Yes, though obviously it would require more than that but I imagine you could use it as a base.” I was trying to be encouraging but he dropped his head into his hands again and didn’t bother lifting it again before he replied.
“Okay, I am just going to treat this like a theoretical situation from my tutor. Alright, deflowering ritual would suggest either raising power or binding it, maybe both but let’s just set that aside for a second. Let’s talk about what we want to give him. The only way I can see to give him a wizard’s lifespan and healing is to share mine with him.”
“That feels right to me.” I could see him turning the problem around in his head.
“That kind of link can’t be one way; he would have to give me something in exchange. Not to mention that I don’t have any way to forge that kind of link, and that kind of delicate touch doesn’t come naturally to me. It would take me months to research how to do it and I would still probably need help.”
“Harry, it has to be today, otherwise there will be too many changes. It doesn’t have to be perfect it just has to work.” He stood up and began to pace mumbling to himself for several minutes before stopping to turn to me again. I met his gaze, trying to beam my support directly to his mind if I could and his eyes widened and the pacing began again even faster than before. He stopped and came back to sit beside me.
“I think that I could do it, but I’m not sure what all of the side effects will be and… basically I would be marrying him with a few magical bells and whistles thrown in.” The poor child looked so scared that I felt bad for doing this to him. I reached for his hand and I read the possible future that would result from following through on this plan.
I could see the immediate future: the ritual working, the side effects and how it would affect my grandson’s future. The events remained unchanged for the most part but any changes that were there were for the better and in twenty years when the future became more flexible the differences were amazing. I reached out for Harry with my power and showed my vision to him, not with as much clarity as in the aftermath of the Soulgaze we shared, but enough to convince him that it was better than the alternative. What I did not show him was how it would affect his own future, mostly for the better, but he was going to be very lonely for that twenty year period.
“Whatever your idea is will work, it will need to be strengthened at least once a year by a… well let’s just call it a conjugal visit, but I would aim for every ten months to be on the safe side.” He did that adorable flushing thing again.
“How do you even plan to get him to go along with this? He doesn’t even believe in magic at all.”
“Obviously we cannot tell a lie, however, I think that it would be best that he believe that he is doing this to humor me and as a favor to you. You will most likely need to do a few flashy pieces of magic to prove our point but otherwise let me do most of the talking. Go get a space set up while I introduce him to the idea.”