The Final Dance: Prologue

Dec 12, 2010 22:57

I was not planning on writing this myself, which is why I prompted it over at the kink meme. However, since apparently that was not enough to get it out of my system...

Title: The Final Dance
Fandom: Inception
Pairing: Ariadne/Arthur/Eames
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Reincarnation story. Four times their relationship ended in tragedy, never the same way but always the same. This time, will things be happier or will it simply be a different tragedy?


Now it's time

No turning back

All is on the line

Here it is

The final dance

One last chance...

Devil take the hindmost - Devil Take the Hindmost Quartet, Love Never Dies soundtrack

25 November 2011, Austin, Texas

It took thirty years for Arthur to get to this point, for him to finally understand what he'd been walking towards his whole life. Four times that he failed, and now this time things would be different. He was different, he was someone who could stop what had always happened before. Which had led him to this, to taking on their most recent enemy alone, and to be brutally honest, succeeding only in making sure the other two were safe by dying for them. Arthur knows Eames and Ariadne are never going to forgive him for this.

But that's all right. At least they'll still be alive this time. Unlike all the other times... Maybe it was selfish, but he'd rather be the one to die than the one to be left behind this time. He didn't want to die, but he'd take his own death over theirs. He couldn't go through that again, it had been too often already. And while logic would dictate that they would have all survived if they'd handled this together, well... Arthur has the memories to prove that fate (something he would prefer not to believe in but really has to) is not on their side in this. So, given the choice...

They'd pissed off a mark, but he wouldn't find Ari or Eames. Arthur made sure of that, since luckily neither of them are around right now. Ariadne's visiting her family, and Eames is on a job, paying back a favor to someone. Arthur's certain he buried their identities, leaving himself as the only one who could be found, bait to distract the mark long enough to be sure his hard work would pay off.

He'd still planned to outrun them, but he'd finally miscalculated. Leaving him sprawled on the floor of an old factory, trying to breathe around two ribs he's sure are broken, not to mention various other injuries. Apparently they really pissed this guy off, and he likes to toy with his enemies.

There isn't much bleeding from external injuries, but Arthur's feeling weak enough to suspect internal bleeding somewhere. His head is spinning, and his mind is scattered, he can't seem to focus long enough to think about a way out of this. All he can think of is places, lives lived and loves lost. And how he couldn't do a damn thing to stop it.

He's not aware of what's really around him anymore, so he doesn't hear the gunshots, or feel it when someone shakes him, screaming his name and trying to wake him up. Memories spin in his head, dragging him down into darkness.

And then there's nothing at all.

Link to chapter one is here: fae-boleyn.livejournal.com/8733.html

inception, ariadne/arthur/eames, fanfiction

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