Fic: Executioner of the Rose
Fic: Executioner of the Rose
Fandom: Weiß Side B
Prompt: "Mine is an evil laugh."
Pairing: Slight Aya/Chloe
Rating: R
Word count: 304
Beta: whymzycal
Aya and Free had needed all their strength to pull Chloe away from the dying man. They had managed to get all of the children away, safely secured into the waiting passenger van guarded by Yuki and Michel, before Chloe had stumbled onto the other laboratory. Chloe had stood still for nearly a full 30 seconds before he had lost it, his gabishis flying too fast for Aya’s eyes to follow.
Chloe wasn’t cruel, he was a quick and efficient killer, and it was with no small amount of horror that Aya looked on as Chloe exterminated the lives of numerous animals, some twisted and unrecognizable as the beings they once had been. He tossed their cages aside like tissue paper while the scientist hung from the wall, impaled by the metal darts embedded into his wrists.
Chloe, “executioner of the rose,” indeed.
Aya walked through the carnage slowly, careful not to slip in the blood pooling on the floor from the countless bodies, and stood behind Chloe as he hovered over their last victim.
“How could you? They’re poor, defenseless animals.” Chloe’s voice was low and rough in a way Aya had never heard before, sending chills down his spine. This was not the man he had woken next to that very morning, warm and soft with sleep. Here was someone Aya had never seen before, his eyes cold as ice as he hovered, gabishi to the man’s throat.
Seeing his own death in front of him, the scientist did not beg for his life or plead for mercy as Aya had expected. The man looked Chloe in the eye, a bloody grin on his face. “I’ll see you in hell,” he spat.
“I’ll be laughing the whole way,” Chloe replied as he slashed the man’s throat. “And mine is an evil laugh."
Fandom: Weiß Side B
Prompt: "Mine is an evil laugh."
Pairing: Slight Aya/Chloe
Rating: R
Word count: 304
Beta: whymzycal
Aya and Free had needed all their strength to pull Chloe away from the dying man. They had managed to get all of the children away, safely secured into the waiting passenger van guarded by Yuki and Michel, before Chloe had stumbled onto the other laboratory. Chloe had stood still for nearly a full 30 seconds before he had lost it, his gabishis flying too fast for Aya’s eyes to follow.
Chloe wasn’t cruel, he was a quick and efficient killer, and it was with no small amount of horror that Aya looked on as Chloe exterminated the lives of numerous animals, some twisted and unrecognizable as the beings they once had been. He tossed their cages aside like tissue paper while the scientist hung from the wall, impaled by the metal darts embedded into his wrists.
Chloe, “executioner of the rose,” indeed.
Aya walked through the carnage slowly, careful not to slip in the blood pooling on the floor from the countless bodies, and stood behind Chloe as he hovered over their last victim.
“How could you? They’re poor, defenseless animals.” Chloe’s voice was low and rough in a way Aya had never heard before, sending chills down his spine. This was not the man he had woken next to that very morning, warm and soft with sleep. Here was someone Aya had never seen before, his eyes cold as ice as he hovered, gabishi to the man’s throat.
Seeing his own death in front of him, the scientist did not beg for his life or plead for mercy as Aya had expected. The man looked Chloe in the eye, a bloody grin on his face. “I’ll see you in hell,” he spat.
“I’ll be laughing the whole way,” Chloe replied as he slashed the man’s throat. “And mine is an evil laugh."