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Magnus Archives/Paranatural
So I have this huge Magnus Archives and Paranatural AU where Isaac is an intern at the Magnus Archives and I just wrote this. Takes place around 165ish, but since it canonically takes place in a different universe there isn't really a specific place. Hope someone enjoys this!
[TAPE CLICKING ON.]
Martin: Hey, I see another person!
Jon: Martin, there are hundreds of people around us.
Martin: I mean one running straight towards us.
Jon: Oh, uh, I guess there is.
Martin: What do you mean you guess, there's someone running clear as day.
Jon: I couldn't tell they were coming.
Martin: That's...strange.
Isaac: Mr. Sims! Mr. Blackwood!
[AN OOF AS ISAAC TACKLES BOTH OF THEM, AND THEN MUFFLED CRYING.]
Jon: Isaac?
Isaac: I was stepping through the door to come here when suddenly everything tipped and turned and I was thrown out in this pitch blackness and there was no one around and I couldn't contact King C. and it felt cold and-
Martin: Deep breaths. You're going to hyperventilate. We literally have all the time in the world, so you can calm down.
Isaac: Ok.
Jon: Oh. *Oh.*
Martin: Jon what's wrong?
Jon: He has a statement.
Martin: Oh. That's not good.
Jon: I'm *know* Martin but it's very hard, especially since the Eye has never technically gotten a statement out of Isaac.
Isaac: I'm not telling my statement into the creepy tape recorder.
Martin: Isaac!
Isaac: It's my choice and you can't tell me they aren't creepy.
Jon: It's fine, he's right on both accounts.
Martin: So what? We're gonna travel through the apocalypse with you half distracted by Isaac's statement? That seems even less safe then what we're currently doing.
Isaac: Apocalypse?
Jon: Well I'm not going to force him. Besides, I'm sure at some point we'll find another statement I can do.
Isaac: I feel a little out of the loop now.
Martin: Do we really? The statements come at random. There is no rhyme or reason or even a pattern to when they come. And you have to do them before we move on. We don't know what would happen if you traveled around with a walking statement.
Jon: It's better than the alternative.
Isaac: I'll tell it. *If* I only tell you and not the tape recorder.
Jon: That's not how it works.
Isaac: The Eye can see through you, and you can know anything, there's no reason for you to need the recorder.
Martin: That's not what he means and you know it.
Isaac: Really, you *still* can't turn them off?
Jon: I'll learn to turn them off when you learn to stop seeing spirits.
Isaac: You have infinite knowledge and you still can't understand how being a spectral works.
Jon: I didn't need to use it. Georgie told me way back when I was staying with her. I was just too polite to call you out on it.
Isaac: You can't just stop seeing spirits!
Jon: Considering Georgie can do it and I can pull knowledge of at least a thousand other people who can, you are quite clearly a liar, especially since your name is on the list. And your friends as well.
Isaac: What?
Jon: You're friends, Isabel, Max, and Ed? Their names are also all on the list.
Martin: Oh don't faint please.
Isaac: I think I need to sit down.
Jon: We've wasted enough time, we need to be on our way to the Panopticon.
Martin: I hate to say this but Jon's right. Come on, you can tell us on the way.
Isaac: Tell you what? I'm not giving my statement.
Martin: But it's clear you have something to tell us regarding being a spectral.
[SILENCE SAVE FOR THE CRUNCH OF GRAVEL.]
Isaac: What I want to say could be a whole statement in of itself, but I guess the short version is that I'm pretty sure I'm from an alternate universe.
Jon: Don't be silly, alternate universes don't exist.
Isaac: Do you Know that or are you assuming?
[SOUNDS OF GRAVEL STOP.]
Martin: Jon?
Jon: Well I'll be, there *are* alternate universes.
Isaac: I'm not entirely crazy, that's something.
Martin: How is it possible that I continually get surprised by what the world throws at us?
Isaac: Because you never think things can get weirder and then it comes up with something you never even thought of.
Jon: Let's, let's keep walking.
[TAPE CLICKING OFF.]
[TAPE CLICKING ON.]
Martin: Hey, I see another person!
Jon: Martin, there are hundreds of people around us.
Martin: I mean one running straight towards us.
Jon: Oh, uh, I guess there is.
Martin: What do you mean you guess, there's someone running clear as day.
Jon: I couldn't tell they were coming.
Martin: That's...strange.
Isaac: Mr. Sims! Mr. Blackwood!
[AN OOF AS ISAAC TACKLES BOTH OF THEM, AND THEN MUFFLED CRYING.]
Jon: Isaac?
Isaac: I was stepping through the door to come here when suddenly everything tipped and turned and I was thrown out in this pitch blackness and there was no one around and I couldn't contact King C. and it felt cold and-
Martin: Deep breaths. You're going to hyperventilate. We literally have all the time in the world, so you can calm down.
Isaac: Ok.
Jon: Oh. *Oh.*
Martin: Jon what's wrong?
Jon: He has a statement.
Martin: Oh. That's not good.
Jon: I'm *know* Martin but it's very hard, especially since the Eye has never technically gotten a statement out of Isaac.
Isaac: I'm not telling my statement into the creepy tape recorder.
Martin: Isaac!
Isaac: It's my choice and you can't tell me they aren't creepy.
Jon: It's fine, he's right on both accounts.
Martin: So what? We're gonna travel through the apocalypse with you half distracted by Isaac's statement? That seems even less safe then what we're currently doing.
Isaac: Apocalypse?
Jon: Well I'm not going to force him. Besides, I'm sure at some point we'll find another statement I can do.
Isaac: I feel a little out of the loop now.
Martin: Do we really? The statements come at random. There is no rhyme or reason or even a pattern to when they come. And you have to do them before we move on. We don't know what would happen if you traveled around with a walking statement.
Jon: It's better than the alternative.
Isaac: I'll tell it. *If* I only tell you and not the tape recorder.
Jon: That's not how it works.
Isaac: The Eye can see through you, and you can know anything, there's no reason for you to need the recorder.
Martin: That's not what he means and you know it.
Isaac: Really, you *still* can't turn them off?
Jon: I'll learn to turn them off when you learn to stop seeing spirits.
Isaac: You have infinite knowledge and you still can't understand how being a spectral works.
Jon: I didn't need to use it. Georgie told me way back when I was staying with her. I was just too polite to call you out on it.
Isaac: You can't just stop seeing spirits!
Jon: Considering Georgie can do it and I can pull knowledge of at least a thousand other people who can, you are quite clearly a liar, especially since your name is on the list. And your friends as well.
Isaac: What?
Jon: You're friends, Isabel, Max, and Ed? Their names are also all on the list.
Martin: Oh don't faint please.
Isaac: I think I need to sit down.
Jon: We've wasted enough time, we need to be on our way to the Panopticon.
Martin: I hate to say this but Jon's right. Come on, you can tell us on the way.
Isaac: Tell you what? I'm not giving my statement.
Martin: But it's clear you have something to tell us regarding being a spectral.
[SILENCE SAVE FOR THE CRUNCH OF GRAVEL.]
Isaac: What I want to say could be a whole statement in of itself, but I guess the short version is that I'm pretty sure I'm from an alternate universe.
Jon: Don't be silly, alternate universes don't exist.
Isaac: Do you Know that or are you assuming?
[SOUNDS OF GRAVEL STOP.]
Martin: Jon?
Jon: Well I'll be, there *are* alternate universes.
Isaac: I'm not entirely crazy, that's something.
Martin: How is it possible that I continually get surprised by what the world throws at us?
Isaac: Because you never think things can get weirder and then it comes up with something you never even thought of.
Jon: Let's, let's keep walking.
[TAPE CLICKING OFF.]