Adam Pierson

34.  "There are people I would take a bullet for and people I would like to put a bullet in." ---Benji (Good Charlotte)

Honestly, there really isn’t anyone I would like to put a bullet in. I’ve killed enough, I can let time do my job for me. That’s the nice thing about immortality.  I can just sit back and wait, they’ll eventually grow old and die.  If someone is an immortal, then guns wouldn’t be used, I’d be using my sword.  Though there are a few times when MacLeod is annoying enough to put a bullet in, just to get him to shut up.

As for taking a bullet, well there are a few mortals I’d take one for.   If they’re immortal, then they’re on their own.  They’ll survive after all.

Yeah, it’s called a quickening.  It makes the winning immortal stronger in a fight.  There are times when the quickening hurts, but ultimately an immortal is stronger for it.

I should apologize for the Horsemen, but I never will.  If I hadn’t been a apart of them then I never would have survived as long as I did.  They helped to make me into what I am today.  I learned from all of them and later I learned just how wrong I was to be apart of such a thing. 

I should apologize, but there is no one to apologize to.  Cassandra probably wouldn’t believe me.  Besides, I’m not really sorry for being a Horseman.  They were my brothers and I wish I hadn’t done what I did, I also know I wouldn’t change any of it.  I don’t think I would be the same person, if I hadn’t been a murdering bastard.  For what it’s worth, I wish there was some way for me to apologize.

I know something of me will live on when I die. My quickening will transfer to the immortal that removed my head. Quickenings are said to be a transfer of the defeated immortal's knowledge and power to the victor.

Each quickening is different, some have shifted my feelings, while others have made me feel stronger, and some have made me feel as if nothing has happened at all. I have been addicted the rush that comes with the quickening and gone centuries without them. Each transfer of quickening energy is marked by spike of energy and lightening, the older the immortal and the more heads the immortal has taken the longer the transfer. After the transfer each quickening's effect is different and there doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason as to what effect that will be.

Will there be an afterlife when I'm dead? No idea, but I'm not done living my life and experiencing everything I can. It'll be the last thing I find out and I hope not to find out for a very long time.

Dear Mun,

You're finally getting around to writing again. Good Job! Just don't write yourself out today. I'd hate for it to be months before you started doing prompts all over again.

I do want to thank you for keeping the Source out of my canon. I have no desire to go through that, though I find it vastly amusing how you sent the Nexus version of myself through it. Just keep it away from me! (except for the icons, you can keep the Source icons) Joe's still alive, Mac never married what's her face. >_> Come to think of it, keep Endgame away from me as well, so Conner is alive as well.

You do need to be more active, try having me respond to some people. At the very least, get the Nexus version out answering questions. You've got a bit of a break, so let's keep it up. Just remember, you don't have to respond to all of them, just most of them. That's all I want you to do, be more active!

Sincerely,
Methos

No, actually there is no agony like being trapped underneath several tons of rocks and waking up only to die in agony a few moments later, over and over again.

It all depends on what I need. If I need information about the others I'll go to Joe and weasel it out of him. He'll tell Mac whatever he needs to know, but he won't tell me. I'll get it one way or the other.

If I need someone to watch my back, I'd go to Mac. He's got the whole hero complex. Of course, I wouldn't let him know that I needed his help, just give him enough information and let him do his thing. He's also good to visit when I'm bored. His moral conundrums are vastly amusing.

if I ever feel like getting into a life on the run and wanted to work together who else would I go to, but Amanda. Beautiful and smart. I'd have to keep my eye on her to make sure she didn't try to double cross me, but it would be great fun. Of course, Mac would eventually find out and try to stop us.

I refuse to be embarrassed by things that have happened in the past. I will admit that I often followed popular trends and looking back, I have often wondered what the person who popularized a few of those trends were on. I also rationalize following such trends as blending in and refuse to admit to liking them at the time.

However, I can say my hair was no where near as bad as Kronos'. Talk about an embarrassing hairstyle!

Live, Grow Stronger, Fight Another Day

Holy Ground is your refugee

Always know where weapons are

You can figure out what is the bad advice is and what is the good advice.

Adam Pierson?" a woman asked stepping out from around the corner.

"Yes?" a tall young man answered. He came to a stop as he regarded the woman. He'd been walking home from his job. "Do I know you?"

"No, you knew a friend of mine," she said.

"Oh, which friend?" Adam asked, smiling slightly.

"Jacques Lachance"

Adam gave the woman a confused look. "Who?"

"Jacques Lachance, my lover"

"I'm sorry, I have no idea who that is."

"He was my lover. He went to Paris to look on some property there. He said he went out for drinks with you."

"With me? I've never been to Paris"

"I'm not surprised that you would say that. Since it was the last night anyone saw him alive."

"What?"

"You killed him, You killed Jacques."

"I did no such thing. I've never been in Paris."

"Protest all you want, I know the truth and I intend to make you pay" The woman said as she pulled a gun out of her handbag, aiming it at him.

"It wasn't me!" Adam's eyes widened with fear as he took a few steps away.

"You can't convince me otherwise, I know what you did" She said and fired several times.

Adam gasped in shock as the bullets hit, crumpling to the ground. The woman moved to stand over him.

"Good-bye Mr. Pierson" she said, smiling down at him as she waited for Adam's last jagged breath. When she was sure of the death, she turned and left.

In the morning Adam Pierson's body was found in the same position.

Re-live and change or just relive? If it was in attempt to make a change I could say the whole Horseman era, but what would be the point? I don't think I would have survived without them. I've enjoyed the last two millenniums even if I did feel a teensy bit guilty. I did what I had to survive.

I think I might have been able to handle MacLeod finding out about my past better. Though I survived and he survived, so my main goals were accomplished. He also does hate me. Cassandra also got out of that mess alive, so the only one I would have wanted to survive was Silas, but it wouldn't be worth it to change and risk the possibility of making things worse.

There really is nothing I would change, but if I could just go back and spend a little bit more time it would be with Alexa. Beautiful Alexa who I wish I could have spent a little bit more time with. I left her to help MacLeod and to try to save her, I had to go, but I wish I could have just a little time with her.

I don't dream often and when I do they are often filled with nightmares.

The most common one is where I relive my days of as a Horseman, except instead of doing the slaughtering. I am chased down by my victims, killed by them over and over again until I finally am able to wake up. These dreams are often mixed in with the times I was in their place. I was a Horseman for a millennium, but I was also a slave as well.

They've taken a couple of nasty twists that regulate from the usual being hunted. The worst of those twists is when instead of my victims hunting me down it is the ones I would call friend. Those are the worst, seeing Mac or Joe come hunt me down with the same disregard for life I once had.

Every once in a while I am still the Horseman in the nightmare. Of course, instead of faceless victims I kill my friends and those I care about. I've killed them all in my dreams, even Alexa and each time I've realized what I've done I've woken up and been unable to fall back asleep.

( There's something about lightning that evokes an almost primal fear and awe in me. I knows now that its just a short electrical discharge of high voltage between clouds or clouds and the ground, there is just something about it that makes me just want to stop. )

My definition of a perfect world changes every day. I wouldn't want to make any drastic changes, since what's the point? Given enough time, everything will change anyway. I enjoy watching those changes unfold.

For sure, a perfect world would be one where I don't have to worry about watching my head. No one would be coming after it and I could go on living and seeing the world change. Alexa would still be alive, I would want her to be able to live the rest of her life.

There are days when I'd like for my brothers to still be alive, except Caspian. I never liked him all that much. I wouldn't want to be around them, but there are days when I would want them alive somewhere, especially Silas. Silas would have been content to stay in his woods, waiting for Kronos or me to come and tell him its time to ride again.

No big changes, just small changes that mean something to me.

Locked

Am I superstitious? Ha! I’m five thousand years old. There is no proof that if you spill the salt its unlucky or if you break a mirror. Well, it used to be bad on your pocket book and if it was somebody else’s mirror well then it could be unlucky. People are pretty possessive.

So, no I am not superstitious, I’ve lived too long and seen too much to believe in that gibberish.


Mun Note: I see Methos as being superstitious without really realizing it. Its too ingrained, so though he denies it, he really is.

I was single, living on my own, and didn’t have enough money to eat out all the time, so of course I know how to cook. I like variety, so I learned how since I didn’t want to be eating the same dishes over and over again.

Now, I don’t have to, I could hire someone to do it for me. It seems like a waste of money, after all it is just me, so why bother? I can feed myself and anyone else I might have over for dinner.

I’ve actually translated some old recipes and made them. I’ve had to modify them, since they didn’t have stoves like we do and I can’t find some ingredients. Some of them, no matter how I’ve tried it taste horrible. Others actually work and taste pretty good.

Disperse

Methos dismounted as he arrived in camp. His horse was in need of rub and cooling down, but he really didn't have time for it. Not now, maybe after he'd spoken to the others, he'd see to it. For now, he handed the reins off to the nearest slave and made it clear that the horse was to be taken care of and if anything that happened to it then the slave would be severely punished. A few more steps deeper into the camp and he could feel his brothers' quickenings. Both Silas and Caspian stepped out of their tents, ax and sword at the ready, just in case some idiot had managed to make their way in. They relaxed slightly upon seeing Methos, but they could read the tension in Methos' body and knew something was happening. ( The quickest way fo them to find out what was going on was to follow Methos to Kronos' tent. )


Character: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 609

Prompt #11 - What do you want?

I want what just about everybody wants a long life, friends, to fall in love, and to be happy.


*locked to immortals*

I want to survive. I don't want to die. I'm five thousand years old and its not enough. I don't think it will ever be enough, every day there is something new to see. Yet, I don't think I want to win the Game. I don't want to be the last of our kind, surrounded by mortals whose lives are so short that there are times when it doesn't feel worth it to get to know them. I've had immortal friends before, MacLeod, Amanda, Rebecca, Darius, Constantine, Kronos, to name a few. I kept in contact with Rebecca and Darius even though my current persona would have a lot of explaining to do if I got caught speaking with them or writing to them. They were my friends, they had been for years I wasn't going to let a silly oath stop me, especially since I was already immortal and it was probably wrong of me to be a part them. They were my oldest and closest friends when they died. I mourned them and I retreated into my books, I let the current persona take over and became Adam Pierson until a Highlander showed up on my doorstep and dragged me back into everything.

The younger immortals have a passion in them that I lose every so often. I need them to wake me up sometimes. If I won, then I'd slip away and let myself forget who I was. I don't want to do that, so no I don't want to win. I don't want to be the last of my kind and I want to survive. I'll have to make sure someone survives with me or at least live until the time comes for me to give my head up. I will give it up if I have to, if for some reason the Gathering does happen and forces us to fight, I'll let someone I know and trust take my head. If its someone I don't know, well, then that will all depend on what I know about them. Of course, if I can I'll run and hide, so they'll have to find me first, provided I'm in the right mind. If I'm not in the right mind, well then all bets are off and I've been the Survivor of several groups.

Character: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 405
Crossposted here

Prompt #10 - My Life would be easier if?

I lead a pretty easy life. I inherited a fortune from my uncle, so I don't hold down a regular job since I don't need the money. That means I get to pick and choose research projects which interest me. If I feel like taking a long break between projects I can, though I usually don't. The only thing that would make my life easier is if I could figure out who on the staff is stealing from me. I know someone is, because I've noticed things have been missing. I'll figure it out who it is, fire them, and then I'll have to hire a replacement. Not a task I look forward to.

*locked to those that know about Methos' immortality*

My life would be easier if I could avoid all those immortals that want to take my head. I just want to live a quiet life, sometimes rich, sometimes poor. Not someone who attracts too much attention, because then there's more chance of someone noticing I don't age.

Oh that would be nice, if I could physically age myself a bit throughout the years. I could spend more time in one lifetime and then when I restart I could go back to being myself. That would certainly make life easier instead of using make up and coming up with excuses for why I look younger than the people I've known for years. I wouldn't have to have so many back-stories ready to go, in case something happens. Well, I would because you never know when an accident will happen, but I wouldn't have to purposely reset as much.

Character: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 262
Crossposted here

Prompt: You are on trial. Why? How do you defend yourself?

( The Trial Of Methos - AU setting )

Muse: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 468
Crossposted: Muse Magic
Notes: OOC and Meta comments are welcome