(Fic) All my dreams end in fire
So while I was shopping in Tesco this evening, I wrote a Spike:Asylum drabble. (Wrote it in my head, that is; I didn't whip out a pen and paper in the frozen food aisle). The POV character is Beck - for those who've never heard of her before, *points to icon* (she's the one on the left) - the timescale is just before the events of 'Asylum'. Warning, this is not a happy and fluffy drabble. :)
All my dreams end in fire
When I was six, I killed my parents.
I still see them though, nearly every night. Mostly they're screaming. But sometimes they smile at me, and Mom opens her arms to hug me. But then her skin chars and her flesh melts and her bones turn to ash and it's me that’s screaming.
Loud enough to wake the dead, the others say, but they're wrong. The dead will never wake.
Now they say someone new is coming here. A ruthless, bloodthirsty killer of demons. They’re all scared for their lives.
Maybe he'll end my dreams.
One way. Or the other.