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[Doom Fic Rec]: "Not-So-Mutinous Insurrection" by jedibuttercup

TITLE: Not-So-Mutinous Insurrection
AUTHOR: Jedi Buttercup (jedibuttercup)
AUTHOR'S LJ NAME: unknown, author's AO3
FANDOM: Doom (2005, movie)
PAIRING: John “Reaper” Grimm/Asher “Sarge” Mahonin
GENRES: slash, first time, Fix-it (and therefore AU), bit of hurt/comfort
WARNINGS: language, violence, highlight if you wish to know: *description of canonical fatal injury*
CONTAINS: UST, highlight if you wish to know: *first time kissing, pushing against a wall, hair caressing, hurt!Reaper, passing out, comforting!Sarge*
TIME FRAME: during the end of the movie
WORDS: approx 4,600
SUMMARY: The scents of powder, gun oil, human sweat, and spilled blood are everywhere around him. Not hell, then; and he's pretty sure heaven would be much cleaner. (AU). (Given by the author.)
LINK TO FIC: Not-So-Mutinous Insurrection
NOTES: written for Yuletide 2008

He's moving almost before he's aware of having made a decision; he extends his left hand, reaching for the join of neck and right shoulder in front of him, dipping inside the high collar of the other man's uniform. Sarge's skin is warm, sweaty from exertion, and twitches under his fingers as he rests them there, demanding attention.

The touch gets to Sarge where words had not; he turns sharply, leaving the kid stuttering as he takes a step toward Reaper, his weapon half raised as he advances inside the arc of Reaper's arm.

John ignores the snarl, the fury in the set of Sarge's jaw, and simply focuses on not letting go: on what the bunched muscles under his fingertips are telling him. Underneath the furious tension is a faint tremor he can barely detect; behind the blank, black shield of Sarge's glare is a well of horror and denial.

"You said contain," he says mildly, trying to keep his tone non-threatening. At this point, what he's saying is less important than how; treating this conversation like an alpha challenge is what had gotten them to this point in the first place. "I saw a welding torch when I came through; if we can't evacuate them, then let's just seal them in and leave them for UAC to deal with."

He applies pressure with his fingers as he speaks, rubbing at the tight sweep of trapezius muscle just under the skin, reaching up with the thumb to brush at the corner of Sarge's jaw.

The rage doesn't leave Sarge's expression as he snaps an answer-- but neither does he shrug off John's hand, and that gives him hope.

"We can't risk any of them getting to the surface," Sarge growls. "Never leave an enemy behind you, Reaper-- you know that as well as I do."

"So we seal them in while we clear the halls," John replies calmly, stepping an inch closer to extend his grip around the column of Sarge's neck. He's well into his CO's personal space by now, rubbing firmly at the taut cable of muscle along Sarge's spine in an effort to ground the man by touch. "Duke can guard Pinky and Sam while they fix the computers and reactivate the quarantine; we clear out the rest of the demons, kill all the wounded, and leave the uninfected right where they are. Then everyone's happy; we save the facility, we save the innocent, we even save their fucking experiment, but no one dies who doesn't have to."

In that moment, Reaper is almost sure he's reached him; Sarge's eyebrows draw together, as though he's finally considering something other than mass slaughter. But then the scrape of a footstep behind him shatters Sarge's concentration, and he takes a step back, shrugging out of Reaper's reach. "Get your fucking hands off me," he hisses, glares around at the others, then turns his attention back to the Kid.

On Sunday (June 19th), I re-watched Doom for the second or third time. It'd been so long since I've last seen the movie, all I could remember were a few details. Like the fact that Karl Urban plays the lead which he does extremely well, and that I liked his character John “Reaper” Grimm, and that “the Rock” was in it and a lot of monsters.

I don't know why it didn't happen before, but this time around something inside me felt compelled to jump on the Reaper/Sarge AND also the Reaper/Samantha ship (even though the last one is fucked up because they are siblings, twins even, but, oh hell, I love the conflicts that incestuous relationships bring. So yeah, I absolutely couldn't help it).

Unfortunately, Doom is such a small fandom there aren't nearly enough fanfics out there to satisfy my needs. :(

That's why I'm more than glad I found this little quality fic. “Not-So-Mutinous Insurrection“ was the very first Doom fic I've read, and it's brilliant. It's a fix-it fic that re-writes the end of the movie starting right when Sarge is about to shoot the Kid. I love Reaper's characterization here so much. I love the grounding!scene and also the scene where he gets that fatal injury (hurt!Reaper! OMG, yeah! Bring it!) and it's not Samantha who stays with him when he passes out. Oh dear, wait till you read what happens when he comes to. You'll love it! This fic is the perfect alternative ending! Go read and give the author some love. She truly earned it. :)

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