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THE FIRST CIRCLE ( THE KNIGHT, DEATH, AND THE DEVIL )

Summary:

Long before the War, a British officer on leave in Los Angeles encounters a mysterious Australian, to the confusion of both. Romantic implications and tensions, in several directions. Historical and contemporary racism, sexism, homophobia, and mentions of past wars and political infamy. (Story is complete, notes still in the works.)

ETA: tho i won't take it down, bc history and an important record of evolving awareness, the ending does need to be redone, because Guillermo del Toro is a much kinder and shippier writer than any of us in fandom, and at first I couldn't see because I couldn't imagine anyone being bold enough to do it, and then I didn't dare to believe my First Sight either when I did open my eyes again, that he'd put a poly triad in the form of a Heinleinian line marriage on screen, by way of Orlando Furioso vs Alan Moore -- and so the survivors aren't left alone at the end, which is far more consolatory than we guessed, and by the Prophecy of Merlin which runs throughout all the battles and symbolism of the drama, Herc and Tendo should enjoy many happy years together standing guard on the Marches of Terra before Mako is ready to take charge as the Returned Branch of the Tree of the Tower of London.

Notes:

This is pretty much crackfic -- started as a serious consideration of how the characters could have met before the war, and then something strange happened and it turned into something that couldn't decide if it wanted to be a "modern day take on mythic and fantasy themes" or a "screwball 1940s comedy" so it tried to be both.

That's why even though everthing in it FITS with the Shatterdome Heldensagen, it is posted as a separate story because of its length, because most of it takes place completely outside the film timeline, and because it can be seen as AU to the SDHS headcanon as well, with the addition of a romance element -- even though just like SDHS, you can read that element as being as much present, or as little, as you choose. (That is to say, it can be read as entirely chaste and non-physical if you prefer, although I think I've hacked the chain-of-command problem...)

The massive difference between this and the novelization (or 'deuterocanonical' materials) is that I've moved the Hansens' home to Brisbane, because it is simply beyond any suspension of disbelieve that Sydney could have been demolished as thoroughly as San Francisco was in the film, and exist in the state we see it in onscreen, a dozen years later -- but I've ranted about this on tumblr plenty! It's also significantly closer to the Breach than Sydney and would make a more likely earlier target, too.

To any Brisbane residents who may be reading this, rest assured it's no dislike of your hometown that inspired me to reroute a sea monster over your way. In fact, after doing all the research for this story, I'd quite like to move there myself -- after all, no place is really safe from interdimensional death machines, as we all know!

Another big difference is the timeline -- but since none of the extra-film timelines work together or make sense, I've just been making my own up as I go along. Some of this actually does fit with dates that are out there, but that's mostly by accident. (Will try to post a "Heldensagen Timeline To Date" soon. )

Main thing to be aware of is that I have Stacker (and therefore Herc) several years older to be at least remotely credible as a major player in world politics, with a shadow career to match, and thus around 27-28 in 2004 (which would still put him younger than Wellington, the youngest Field Marshal who wasn't a prince playing dress-up, when the War begins but WTH, we're getting into epic and mythopoeic territory here.)

Same with the characters' backstory -- everything here is pure headcanon, except for the existence of Luna & Tamsin (also Luna/Tamsin, but since fandom came up with that VERY early on I don't know who to credit.) All headcanon here is free for the borrowing, just like the rest of HS.

There are so many stories, fandoms, and mythologies referenced in this tale that to list ALL of them in the tags or this header would be confusing -- also very spoilery! -- so they will go at the end once i finish collecting them all, in case you want to check if you spotted them.

Finally, thanks to my wonderful beta reader Wings for taking on this monstrosity of 'the fic that got away' (then again, isn't that all of them, really?) All mistakes and failures of everything are mine. (Queen's English spellings, however, are NOT an error. I'm not 100 per on it, but try to keep them consistent with the narrative POV in the stories WHICH IS HELL WHEN IT SWITCHES A LOT so this time I sort of lucked out, if you can call anything about "accidentally wrote a 70k quasi-historical fanfic" lucking out.)

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1: THE WARNINGS AT THE GATES

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Per me si va ne la città dolente,
per me si va ne l'etterno dolore,
per me si va tra la perduta gente.
...Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate.

Through me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
...All hope abandon ye who enter here.
Inferno, Canto III,
Dante Alighieri,
transl. Henry Francis Cary, 1805

I... swear by Almighty God that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance
to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Second, Her Heirs and Successors,
and that I will, as in duty bound, honestly and faithfully defend Her Majesty,
Her Heirs and Successors, in Person, Crown and Dignity against all enemies,
and will observe and obey all orders of Her Majesty, Her Heirs and Successors,
and of the Air Officers and Officers set over me. So help me God.
Officer's oath, Royal Air Force, United Kingdom

"Flying will continue this evening as usual."
Unofficial motto of the Royal Flying Corps, precursor to the RAF,
following the first fatal crash on Salisbury Plain in 1912

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