Note: Here's the deal – 26 one-shots, one for each letter of the alphabet, each one set in a different alternate universe.

Yes, I'm crazy. I know.

I'm not going for historical accuracy, this is just for fun.

Title: Amazons

Disclaimer: I don't own them

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It was the twenty-first consecutive day of burning hot sun. The air was still as the sun began to sink towards the horizon.

The two warriors had chosen their vantage point well. From where they waited, they could see all of the activity taking place in the settlement below.

The leader looked over at her companion, raising an eyebrow in inquiry. The other woman nodded and the two began their stealthy retreat .

It took 10 minutes of crawling before they dared to stand without fear of the alarm being raised. By the time they reached the rest of their small group, forty-five minutes had passed. The two women took the time for a mouthful of their remaining water before Brennan again turned to her companion.

"Ang? Can you map out the town for us?"

Angela nodded and picked up a sharp stick. Soon, the women were gathered around the map drawn in the sand listening as the leader shared their plan. There was no room for error – they were almost out of water, and whoever controlled the town controlled the only well for miles.

When everyone understood her role, Brennan gave the order. The women picked up their weapons – axes, daggers, and bows and arrows – and began the march.

When they reached the small collection of stone houses, the leader gave the signal. Silently, the women took their places. When everyone was in place, the leader gave a battle cry and they attacked.

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From his reclined position, Lance exchanged glances with Jared as they watched Booth pace back and forth. Finally, Jared addressed his older brother. "Will you sit down? Your pacing is driving me nuts."

Booth glared at him. "Don't you feel it?"

Jared rolled his eyes. "Feel what? I think the sun has cooked your brain, bro."

Booth stared into the distance as if he could see through walls. "No … something's going to happen. I've been feeling it all day. It's like … it's like the world is going to change."

Jared scoffed. "Right. The world is going to change. Look, Seeley, go home. Drink some water, get some sleep. You need you rest for tomorrow's hunt."

From beside him, Jack grinned. "Yeah, man, if the world ends, we'll come get you. Go home, tomorrow's going to be a long day."

"But ..." Booth looked at the disbelieving men and gave a curt nod. "OK." He turned and was almost out of the courtyard when an unearthly cry split the air. The men jumped to their feet, picking up their weapons as they did.

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The battle was fierce. The men were taken aback when they realized that their attackers were women – wasn't the story of a band of women warriors merely a fable? They were soon forced to face the truth as the women fought like the seasoned warriors they were.

By the time the sun rose in the east, the battle was over, the women victorious. It wasn't a joyous victory – they had lost 3 of their small group – but still, it was a victory. They separated the survivors, securing the men in the largest building and containing the women and children in the courtyard. Guards were assigned to both areas, and the remaining warriors found themselves assembling in the grassy area around the well.

"Bren?"

The leader looked up at the sound of her name, smiling as the woman who somehow had become her best friend sat down beside her. "Hi, Angela. You did well last night."

"Thanks. I just … I wanted to know … what are we going to do with the prisoners?"

Brennan stared, her eyes focused on a blade of grass that she was folding over and over again. "We lost three warriors today. I … there are women and children – girls – here. Any women who want to join us will be given the opportunity to prove their worth. We'll take the girls – Caroline will like having more pupils."

"And the boys? The men?"

"We have no place for the boys. We'll leave them behind with any women who don't join us. The men …."

"Yes?"

"Our numbers are low. Too low, really. We need more girls. Before we leave, we copulate with the men."

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The young man sat against the wall, his arms around his bent knees, unable to meet the eyes of his companions. Finally, he spoke. "You were right."

Booth laughed, a harsh, bitter sound.

At the sound, Lance looked up. "You were. It's like … the whole world has changed. What's going to happen to us? What's going to happen to the people we love? Those women – I've never seen anyone fight like that."

"It was kind of hot." At his words, everyone turned to look at Jack. "In a horrible, way, I mean."

Lance continued, "The stories – some of the stories say the women don't let any men live. So … why are we still alive?"

Silence fell over the group as they contemplated their fate. They had already explored the confines of the room they were in, and there was nothing they could do but sit and wait. Before long, they were dozing.

When the door opened and light poured into the room, the men woke with a start. As each woman entered the room, her unmistakably feminine form was silhouetted against the brightness. Soon all of the women were in the room and the leader gave the order for the door to be shut and locked behind them.

It took a minute for their eyes to adjust to the lack of light. The women stood in a group, their backs to the closed door. The men were scattered around their room, but jumped to their feet in an attempt to be ready for what was to come.

When she was confident that she knew where all of the men were standing, Brennan spoke. "Our group is getting too small. We need more girls. Tonight, you will help us conceive more children."

The men exchanged wary glances. Booth was the first one to speak. "What if we don't want to help you?"

Brennan shrugged. "We need you to conceive our children. If you won't help us, you are of no value to us. Besides, you'll enjoy yourselves."

"If we help you – the children could be boys. What will you do with them?"

Brennan answered, 'We have no use for boys. Any male children will be returned here, to you."

"So you're not going to kill us?" Relief filled Lance's voice.

Brennan shook her head. "Not unless we have to. We feel no need to spill blood without good reason."

"Awesome!"

Daisy clasped her hands together and gave an excited hop. "Oh, he's cute. I want that one."

"Fine", Brennan said. "You can have him. He's practically a child."

"Mmm. This one's not.", Angela said, sauntering over towards Booth. "Can I have this one?"

Brennan slowly shook her head as an unexpected wave of possessiveness took her breath away. "No, Ang. Sorry, that one's mine. Choose again."

Angela shrugged, moving along the line of men until she came to Jack. She glanced over at Brennan, an eyebrow raised in a clear question. As Brennan nodded, Angela locked eyes with Jack as she ran her hands over his chest. "Hi there."

Soon all of the women had chosen a man and the room was filled with moans, soft words, and the occasional burst of laughter. Booth watched in awe as Brennan walked towards him, his eyes locked on hers. When she reached him, she pulled her loose tunic over her head. Quickly, he discarded his clothing and pulled her into his arms.

When he bent his head to kiss her, she pulled away. "Kissing is unnecessary. There is no emotional entanglement between us. I just need you to conceive a girl child."

Booth pulled back slightly. "So how do you want to do this?"

Brennan leaned forward and licked him before teasing with his nipple with her tongue. When he could bear no more, his hands went to her arms, pushing her back. "I can't … you need to … "

She grinned at him and took his hands as she sank to the floor. When they reached the ground, she pushed him backwards until he was lying down, then straddled his hips. As he reached for her breasts, she adjusted her position and sank down, taking him inside. She set the pace, intent on helping him reach orgasm. It wasn't necessary for her to experience any pleasure – after all, all she needed was the child – so it was a surprise when she felt herself climax. That drove him over the edge and he came, spilling his seed into her as she collapsed onto him.

When she had recovered, she stood and pulled on her tunic before turning to leave. As she reached the door she paused and looked back at him. Smiling, she said, "See you tomorrow."

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This is where you come in. I need suggestions for an alternate universe starting with the letter B. (If you think that's hard, wait until we get to X.)