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estiroseSo, if you messaged me on Fanfiction.net looking for "Understanding" and "Memorial Day", two of my really really old fanfics that feature Greer Lewis:
"Memorial Day" is lost to time. I can't pull it off of any back version of of Archive.org.
Here is "Understanding", under the cut.
The young woman was watching her nervously. Greer picked up the knife, idly turning it over in her hands. Fortunately, for the moment it was sheathed. No sense in having her pass out before the deed could be done.
Megabyte stood nearby. He'd told her about the young woman's doubts, about the need to see with her own eyes before she believed.
"Ami, I know this is hard to take," she said finally. "But I'm for real."
The young woman replied in her soft accent. "I know. But it takes a while to absorb."
Greer shrugged. "I just don't want you to panic. And of all people, the Tomorrow People should know about what you are sharing your world with. Especially if our Game finishes within your lifetime and you folks have to suddenly deal with the winner. Besides, I want to hang around and I don't want you to panic if I do something weird."
Ami twisted around to look at Megabyte. Greer guessed that something in the way of a telepathic conversation was passing between them. "Ahem, folks? Are you forgetting someone?"
"Sorry," Megabyte said. "You really need to show her."
"Show me what?" Ami asked, confused.
Greer unsheathed the knife. The two young people gazed at her expectantly. "Now, Ami, I want you to stay still, no matter what happens. I'll be fine."
Ami nodded nervously. Greer proceeded carefully, not used to having to demonstrate certain aspects of her Immortality. She positioned the knife over her arm and watched as Ami's eyes widened. Then, gathering up her courage, and closing her eyes, she plunged the knife deep into her arm, and then withdrew it, trying to ignore the intense pain. She opened her eyes quickly to a vastly bleeding arm and Megabyte holding Ami down on the chair, preventing her from helping Greer.
As the three stared, sparks formed on her arm, playing around the wound. As they ceased, Greer no longer had a wound or any pain.
"Wow," Megabyte said softly, and Greer realized that he had never seen her heal before, either. Come to think of it, none of the Tomorrow People ever had.
"I didn't intend to cut quite that deep," she said apologetically to Ami.
The young woman didn't reply, apparently quite stunned by what she'd just seen. She hesitantly reached for Greer's arm, and ended up touching the bloody, but unwounded, area. "Does it hurt?"
"Not now," Greer replied. "Do you understand what just happened?"
Ami nodded. "But give me some time, okay?"
"I will," Greer said, wiping her arm off on a towel, and then offering one to Ami.
The young woman accepted it gratefully, and then stood up. "I think I'd better go, now."
Greer nodded. "Take all the time you want. I'm always here to talk."
"Thank you," Ami said.
As Megabyte stood to join Ami, she caught his arm. "Next time, remind me not to do that again," she whispered. He nodded, and then teleported out with Ami. Greer sighed, smiled, and went off to find a place to really clean her arm.
End.
"Memorial Day" is lost to time. I can't pull it off of any back version of of Archive.org.
Here is "Understanding", under the cut.
The young woman was watching her nervously. Greer picked up the knife, idly turning it over in her hands. Fortunately, for the moment it was sheathed. No sense in having her pass out before the deed could be done.
Megabyte stood nearby. He'd told her about the young woman's doubts, about the need to see with her own eyes before she believed.
"Ami, I know this is hard to take," she said finally. "But I'm for real."
The young woman replied in her soft accent. "I know. But it takes a while to absorb."
Greer shrugged. "I just don't want you to panic. And of all people, the Tomorrow People should know about what you are sharing your world with. Especially if our Game finishes within your lifetime and you folks have to suddenly deal with the winner. Besides, I want to hang around and I don't want you to panic if I do something weird."
Ami twisted around to look at Megabyte. Greer guessed that something in the way of a telepathic conversation was passing between them. "Ahem, folks? Are you forgetting someone?"
"Sorry," Megabyte said. "You really need to show her."
"Show me what?" Ami asked, confused.
Greer unsheathed the knife. The two young people gazed at her expectantly. "Now, Ami, I want you to stay still, no matter what happens. I'll be fine."
Ami nodded nervously. Greer proceeded carefully, not used to having to demonstrate certain aspects of her Immortality. She positioned the knife over her arm and watched as Ami's eyes widened. Then, gathering up her courage, and closing her eyes, she plunged the knife deep into her arm, and then withdrew it, trying to ignore the intense pain. She opened her eyes quickly to a vastly bleeding arm and Megabyte holding Ami down on the chair, preventing her from helping Greer.
As the three stared, sparks formed on her arm, playing around the wound. As they ceased, Greer no longer had a wound or any pain.
"Wow," Megabyte said softly, and Greer realized that he had never seen her heal before, either. Come to think of it, none of the Tomorrow People ever had.
"I didn't intend to cut quite that deep," she said apologetically to Ami.
The young woman didn't reply, apparently quite stunned by what she'd just seen. She hesitantly reached for Greer's arm, and ended up touching the bloody, but unwounded, area. "Does it hurt?"
"Not now," Greer replied. "Do you understand what just happened?"
Ami nodded. "But give me some time, okay?"
"I will," Greer said, wiping her arm off on a towel, and then offering one to Ami.
The young woman accepted it gratefully, and then stood up. "I think I'd better go, now."
Greer nodded. "Take all the time you want. I'm always here to talk."
"Thank you," Ami said.
As Megabyte stood to join Ami, she caught his arm. "Next time, remind me not to do that again," she whispered. He nodded, and then teleported out with Ami. Greer sighed, smiled, and went off to find a place to really clean her arm.
End.
