It was only a kiss: the face-eating Storage 24 CS AU no one wanted (except maybe killian-whump)
Warning: blood, gore... This is based on Storage 24. You know how Colin's character gets his face eaten at the end? Yeah, that's where this fic BEGINS. Killian is Mark, and Emma is the alien.
This wasn't how Killian saw his day going when Robin had kicked him out of bed that morning to help him sort through the belongings he and his ex had placed in storage. He'd expected a lot of bickering between Robin and Regina while he and their other mate, Will Scarlett, did the actual work.
(Where was Will, anyway? They'd lost him halfway through the night...)
Who could have predicted an alien?! The ugliest, slimiest, abomination to ever crawl out of a sci-fi B-movie?
It had Killian backed against the wall, the door control box slipping from his hand as he cowered beneath it. It studied him a moment, then it lunged forward, its teeth and mandibles sinking into his tender flesh.
He heard screaming - probably Mary Margaret - then everything went black.
He woke abruptly, wondering for a moment why that was such a surprise. Then he remembered the alien, its fetid breath filling his nostrils as it...
With awareness came pain, and with it, the realization that only one of his eyes seemed to function.
"That didn't go as anticipated," a voice said calmly. "More..more squish, yes? More squish than expected."
Killian's eye fell on a woman crouched in front of him. She had long blonde hair, and eyes that looked light, though it was difficult to tell in the dim lighting.
(Or maybe it was his vision that was dim.)
"I should have waited until I took this form. But you're very beautiful, and you make such wonderful sounds, I couldn't help myself." She gave him a crazed smile. There was blood in her teeth.
"But I fixed you." She held up a first aid kit. "I used one of these on you." She showed him a band-aid. "You still have half of it!"
Bloody hell, who was she? Why wasn't she calling an ambulance? "Who.." he mumbled thickly. Oh, good, he still had vocal chords. And a tongue.
"Oh! I'm," and here she made a series of noises.
Killian tried to repeat it, but the closest he came was, "Emma?"
"Close enough." She gave him that unnatural smile again.
"I've chosen you as my mate," Emma said. "Oh! That's right! I have a gift!" She turned and dashed off, returning a few minutes later with something large and wet she pressed into his hand. "Humans give these to their mates, correct?"
Killian didn't have the strength to lift his hand, so he dropped his chin to his chest to see what she had given him.
Oh. So THAT'S what had happened to Will...
"You're the alien," he said slowly, his words barely understandable.
"Yes! Our studies of your internet show your species is very enthusiastic about mating with other species, so my pack and I came to your planet for mates."
"Mates?" Killian had to be mishearing her. He was dying (Right? People couldn't live with just half a face), so he must be delusional.
"Yes!" She cocked her head. "Did you not understand what my kiss meant? Humans kiss their loved ones, yes?"
Killian burbled a laugh as his vision began to go dark again.
"Oh, no... you're not dying on me," Emma said, grabbing his jaw with a hand that suddenly had claws.
"You're MINE." Her face split into teeth and mandibles as she moved forward.
(THIS is what I was thinking about at work while y'all were enjoying new Colin content).
