on a roll tonight :D
Author: Aublivienne
Story: Cataclysmos
Title: Nervous Excited Delighted
Challenge: Lemon-Lime Sorbet #2 (public place), Grapefruit #2 (sure thing)
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 517
Summary: Damien joins forces with a god. (O_O)
Something was wrong.
Ever since the sun had gone down, the entire city had been bathed in a very slight green glow. No one else seemed to notice it, but that may have been because they were all too busy trying to beat each other to a pulp. Incidences of road rage were through the roof, people who were normally calm were fighting in the streets, and the few people who didn’t seem affected were running for cover.
Damien slung his guitar case over his shoulder and looked up at the large metal door. He wasn’t entirely sure why he had gone out in the first place. He typically stayed in and watched television on Thursday nights, and he didn’t know what was going on at the moment, but he just felt that he had to be there…wherever he was.
He opened the door and blinked while his eyes adjusted to the darkness. It was a club of some sort, but the atmosphere was completely different from how it should have been. The usual oppressively loud music had been turned down so that normal conversation was possible. The people there were just standing around, not moving very much, and staring blankly off into space, almost as if they were in some sort of trance.
Damien recognized the girl that staggered over to him-Sheridan’s drunken friend from the other night, he thought-and grabbed him by the hand. She pulled him over to some seats in a corner and sat next to the dark-haired man there. “Oh, good,” the man said, smiling. “I was hoping that you’d show.”
The man seemed normal enough, but something about him put Damien on edge. It may have been his eyes, which were just a bit too green. Or maybe it was the massive scar across his throat, which made Damien think that someone had gotten very upset at him at some point in the past.
The man waved a hand, dismissing the girl. “Have a seat, Damien. We have much to discuss.”
Damien sat near the man, keeping his eyes on him. “How do you know my name?” he asked.
The man smirked. “I know a lot about you.” He glanced at the guitar case. “Having fun with my guitar?”
Damien held the case close and glared at the stranger. Hope he doesn’t expect me to give this thing back…
“Don’t worry, you can keep it for now,” the man said. “But only if you let me teach you how to use it more effectively.”
“Wait a minute. Who the hell are you?”
“They call me Nemesis.” The man inspected his nails. “More specifically, I’m the god of hatred and chaos. And I’m bored.” He leaned forward and smiled. “Now all you have to do is show me a good time, and I’ll show you a little of the power you’ve been missing out on.”
Power? Damien was interested. If anything, this Nemesis character would be a welcome distraction from school. Hell, he had been getting pretty bored too. “Why not? I’m in.”
“Perfect.” Nemesis stood up. “Let’s get started.”
Story: Cataclysmos
Title: Nervous Excited Delighted
Challenge: Lemon-Lime Sorbet #2 (public place), Grapefruit #2 (sure thing)
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 517
Summary: Damien joins forces with a god. (O_O)
Something was wrong.
Ever since the sun had gone down, the entire city had been bathed in a very slight green glow. No one else seemed to notice it, but that may have been because they were all too busy trying to beat each other to a pulp. Incidences of road rage were through the roof, people who were normally calm were fighting in the streets, and the few people who didn’t seem affected were running for cover.
Damien slung his guitar case over his shoulder and looked up at the large metal door. He wasn’t entirely sure why he had gone out in the first place. He typically stayed in and watched television on Thursday nights, and he didn’t know what was going on at the moment, but he just felt that he had to be there…wherever he was.
He opened the door and blinked while his eyes adjusted to the darkness. It was a club of some sort, but the atmosphere was completely different from how it should have been. The usual oppressively loud music had been turned down so that normal conversation was possible. The people there were just standing around, not moving very much, and staring blankly off into space, almost as if they were in some sort of trance.
Damien recognized the girl that staggered over to him-Sheridan’s drunken friend from the other night, he thought-and grabbed him by the hand. She pulled him over to some seats in a corner and sat next to the dark-haired man there. “Oh, good,” the man said, smiling. “I was hoping that you’d show.”
The man seemed normal enough, but something about him put Damien on edge. It may have been his eyes, which were just a bit too green. Or maybe it was the massive scar across his throat, which made Damien think that someone had gotten very upset at him at some point in the past.
The man waved a hand, dismissing the girl. “Have a seat, Damien. We have much to discuss.”
Damien sat near the man, keeping his eyes on him. “How do you know my name?” he asked.
The man smirked. “I know a lot about you.” He glanced at the guitar case. “Having fun with my guitar?”
Damien held the case close and glared at the stranger. Hope he doesn’t expect me to give this thing back…
“Don’t worry, you can keep it for now,” the man said. “But only if you let me teach you how to use it more effectively.”
“Wait a minute. Who the hell are you?”
“They call me Nemesis.” The man inspected his nails. “More specifically, I’m the god of hatred and chaos. And I’m bored.” He leaned forward and smiled. “Now all you have to do is show me a good time, and I’ll show you a little of the power you’ve been missing out on.”
Power? Damien was interested. If anything, this Nemesis character would be a welcome distraction from school. Hell, he had been getting pretty bored too. “Why not? I’m in.”
“Perfect.” Nemesis stood up. “Let’s get started.”