stargateficrec | In Memoriam by kriadydragon (PG-13)

Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Gen
Characters: John Sheppard, Wraith OC, plus minor other Atlantis personnel
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warning/Spoilers: "Violence, injury, self-mutilation (not Sheppard)" | None
Author on LJ:

kriadydragon
Author's Website: Stealth Dragon at Fanfiction.net
Link: In Memoriam

Why this must be read:
Summary: And here John thought if you've been interrogated by one queen, you've been interrogated by them all. (4.1k words)

For many folks, the hardcore John-whump will be the only selling point needed; for me, it's the creative, creepy twist to a Wraith interrogation that makes this one linger.

Excerpt:
The queen was in front of him, gaunt and wild eyed. With a sneer full of teeth and a hiss, she grabbed him by the shirt front and dragged him back to the center of the cave.

"Kneel," she breathed, passing one clawed finger down alongside his face. John dropped to his knees like a rock.

"Speak," she said, caressing his cheek with that same claw. The spike buried itself somewhere behind John's eyes.

"What... do you... w-want to talk... about?" he gasped.

The queen shrieked, grabbed his collar and ripped open the front of his shirt – outer shirt and T-shirt – all the way to the tip of his sternum. She did so with the aggression of the mindlessly furious, careless of her claws that cut three ragged, bleeding lines into his chest. John braced himself for what he knew was coming next, breathing hard and fast to keep up with his racing heart.

The queen froze, staring at John's chest with what he could have sworn was an almost childlike fascination, as though it were something she had never seen before. For a moment, the pain in John's skull ebbed.

"What was her name?" the queen asked.

Chill after chill climbed John's spine like it was an escape ladder.