Revelation
Title: Revelation
Author: lovesarequiem
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: vam
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the laptop I'm writing on. AU, obviously never happened.
Summary: Revelation: announcement, betrayal, communication, discovery, exposure, unveiling.
A slip-up in heaven means that the devout Margera family are mistakenly sent to Hell, but are Heaven and Hell as black and white as the family have always believed?
I meant to write and post this last night, but I fell asleep after writing the first paragraph *looks slightly sheepish*
Movies and Madness
Ville and Jonne’s flat, considering it was located in Hell and inhabited by two demons, was fairly normal. That is to say it was a complete tip; clothes strewn across every surface, ashtrays overflowing, even the odd feather could be found.
Bam was given the spare room across from what was obviously Jonne’s room, I mean the fact that there was multicolour glitter all over the door was absolutely no indication was it?
Putting away his shopping (chucking it on the bed), Bam rejoined them in the hallway where they were apparently arguing over what movie to watch.
“No! Do you even know how many times you’ve seen that movie?”
Looking slightly putout Ville looked at the floor and started muttering under his breath, trying to work out exactly how many times he’d seen it. “Lets see, I usually watch it at least every 3 days, though there was that time I couldn’t find it for a whole week! Times that by about 200 years…” Ville suddenly brightened and lifted his head to look Jonne in the eyes, “A lot!”
Jonne sighed, that one blissful week where Ville had lost the DVD had been orchestrated by him, and eventually Ville became so much of a bitch about not seeing the movie that it had magically re-appeared down the back of the sofa.
Bam decided to join the conversation, “So what movie is it that we’re talking about?”
“The Nightmare before Christmas.” Jonne was fervently hoping Bam didn’t like the movie, that way it’d be two against one and Ville would have to acquiesce to whatever movie they wanted to watch. However, what Bam said next was so much worse…
“Really? I’ve never seen that movie.”
Ville looked horrified; he was staring at Bam as if he couldn’t believe he was real.
Bam didn’t even have time to blink. He suddenly found himself facing a large TV screen that had the opening credits for a movie rolling. He also found that he was being held gently in Ville’s lap while reassuring comments were whispered in his ear, “You’ll be ok sweetheart, just sit here and watch; you’ll be perfectly fine soon.”
Surprisingly that’s just what Bam did. A few hours later, they had to be certain Bam learnt the words after all, Jonne walked through the door he’d fled through after the first showing and had to stop himself from cooing over the sight that greeted his eyes. Both men were asleep and curled up together on the sofa, Ville’s arms wrapped round Bam in a protective manner. Quietly Jonne grabbed the camera from where it was resting on a bookshelf and, remembering to remove the flash, snapped a few photos of the two. Having completed the task he retreated back to his room in order to print out the photos and save them on his laptop. There was no way Ville would be allowed to delete these, they were illegally cute and had to be shown to everyone.
The two had shifted round during the night; unfortunately it meant there was no embarrassing moment upon waking as they’d moved away from each other. It was this that woke Bam up, the realization he was cold. Hauling himself from the sofa he dragged his protesting body in the direction of where he hoped the kitchen was located.
Opening the door he was met with the blinding smile of Jonne. Bam had to avert his eyes, no one should be that happy in the morning. Seeing that Bam was, as of yet, unable to communicate beyond glares; Jonne set about getting some coffee for him, on second thought for him and Ville. As soon as the antichrist even smelt coffee he had to have some; regardless of whether he was awake, asleep or even halfway through practising a song. In fact if anyone were ever going to punish Ville, all they would have to do is place coffee just beyond his reach.
Jonne was still smiling when he gave Bam his coffee. Regaining his senses slightly after drinking about half the cup, Bam recognised the smile from years spent using it himself; it was the ‘I’ve done something that’s about to embarrass you’ smile. Lowering his cup Bam gave the blonde a cautious look, “What have you done?”
“Me?” Jonne’s smile, if it’s even possible, widened. “I haven’t done anything.”
Bam gave a disbelieving look but left it alone; it was too early to argue. At this point Ville stumbled into the room; slouching into a seat beside Bam he moaned something akin to ‘thank you’ when Jonne placed a large cup of the steaming black liquid in front of him.
“Ville’s not really a morning person; it’ll take him about 20 minutes to wake up properly.” Still with that bright smile, it was really starting to creep Bam out. “You’re best off grabbing a shower now before he uses up all the hot water; bathroom’s the second door on the left.”
After Bam had left the room Jonne turned to Ville, a predatory look on his face.
“So… you like him?”
Ville choked on his coffee. Regaining his breath he turned to the blonde, “No, why on earth did you think that?”
Jonne smile turned devious, “Oh good. I was just checking you didn’t like him before I asked him out.”
Ville gave off a low growl, fangs showing, mystified when the blonde kept on smiling.
“I knew it! You like him! You, Ville Valo the Antichrist, actually li-" Ville’s hand once again cut off what Jonne was trying to say.
“I do not!” He released his hold on Jonne’s mouth.
“Ok, ok, you don’t. Now go have a shower, you reek!”
Flipping him off Ville walked out the kitchen and to his room.
Pulling off his shirt Ville stretched out his wings, a few feathers falling to the floor. Unlike Jonne’s wings, his were a dark purple, practically black if not for the slight purple sheen they gave off in the light.
He grabbed a change of clothes before walking back into the hall to where Bam was exiting the bathroom, hair still damp.
“Morning Bam.” He looked up. Ville was standing, shirtless, in front of him; but what held his attention were the wings Ville was sporting. He knew Ville had said they had wings but he wasn’t sure he’d actually believed him… until now.
“Oh, hey Ville. Nice, uh wings.”
“Thanks. You should get Jonne to show you his sometime; make sure you’re wearing a pair of sunglasses though, as they’re rather… vibrant. ” With that said he walked past Bam and into the bathroom where the shower could be heard starting up again.
Making his way to the kitchen Bam was confronted with the sight of Jonne handing what looked like a photo to a black haired man wearing leather.
“How adorable do they look?” The two men had yet to notice Bam enter as they were gushing over how cute whomever was in the photo.
“Can I keep this? The guys will definitely want to see it, been far too long since we had something other than the Jesus incident to tease Ville about.” Bam’s curiosity was burning but remembered it was a bad idea to sneak up on someone that can control fire.
“Hey Jonne.” The blonde whipped round so fast you’d have thought he’d just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. The black haired man slowly turned round, an amused expression on his face.
“Hi Bam!” Jonne squeaked, “This is Jussi, he’s a friend of me and Ville.”
“Hi Bam, its nice to meet you. My uncle Jareth heard your family was stuck in the middle of his Labyrinth and instead of coming himself, he decided to send me. However its probably good that he didn’t come. Jareth would’ve made you get through the Labyrinth without any help; with me there it’ll just take a couple of hours” Jussi smirked, “It’s a good job I was at home when Jareth called, otherwise you’d probably have spent days if not weeks searching for your family. Funny as it may have been, Jonne has a volleyball tournament next week and we absolutely cannot let Heaven win; they won last year and have been far too high and mighty about it.”
“Thanks for the help, all we had to go on is a huge coil of unbreakable rope that Jonne got.”
Incredulous, Jussi turned to look at Jonne. “You have unbreakable rope? And you didn’t tell me, c’mon I wanna see if I can break it!”
It took an hour for Ville to take a shower then get dressed. In that time Jussi, Bam and eventually Jonne still hadn’t broken the rope.
“So that’s a knife, scissors, a spoon, an axe, a flamethrower, a gun, acid and a chainsaw, which I don’t know why you have by the way. Is there anything we haven’t tried yet?” Jussi sounded fairly exasperated, he had expected it to break when they poured acid over it; instead it made a rather nice hole in the floor.
“Have you tried using a scythe? I know we have one of those lying around somewhere.” Ville was stood in the doorway languidly puffing away on a cigarette; seemingly unperturbed by the hole in the floor.
“No, we couldn’t find it; I think Dani borrowed it last week so that he could scare some of the Angels when he went to visit.”
“That’s a shame; I hope he took some photos though.” Glancing up at the clock on the wall Ville suggested they get going.
There was one lift to the 5th floor where an ominous pair of gates creaked slowly open to allow them admittance.
Through the gates was what appeared to be a never ending road, further inspection (and Jussi telling them) revealed there were many disguised openings along the walls at the side of the path. Walking through the opening revealed a split path, immediately Jussi turned to the left. While doing this he told them of when a girl called Sarah had listened to a worm and gone to the right, apparently it had taken her hours to get through the rest of it because she’d gone the wrong way. The moral of the story is to never listen to a worm; worms are one of the ultimate forms of evil, all you have to do is look at all the games made of where they blow each other up to understand that.
The rest of the Labyrinth was fairly uneventful, except for when Ville said it was fairly easy considering it takes up a whole level of Hell. At this proclamation the floor beneath him gave out, and if not for Jussi’s actions in giving Ville one end of the rope before they entered the Labyrinth, then Ville would’ve plummeted into the bog of eternal stench; not very becoming for the supposed ‘prince of darkness’. When Ville had been pulled out of the hole in the floor Jussi hit him over the head.
“I just knew that it’d be you to insult the Labyrinth, why else do you think I gave you the rope?”
Rounding the next corner Jussi turned serious, “I know Satan said that Jareth got rid of the Minotaur but he also got a new guard. It’s a…”
“SNAKE!!!!” Bam screamed before fainting.
Admittedly it was an enormous 60-foot long cobra, but still.
“I believe he might have a fear of snakes.” Jonne said.
Bending down to pick up the, once again, motionless form of Bam, Ville shot Jonne a derisive look, “Oh, y’think?”
So how was that? Oh and if you haven't watched the Labyrinth then you should, a wonderful movie that me and my cousin still fight over after about 15-16 years (I always cheered for Jareth while she cheered for Sarah)
As for Jussi being Jareths nephew, it was a case of itunes changing the song to Devils, and me thinking 'Jussi, that'll do'
Thankyou for the comments, they keep me writing
xx
Author: lovesarequiem
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: vam
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the laptop I'm writing on. AU, obviously never happened.
Summary: Revelation: announcement, betrayal, communication, discovery, exposure, unveiling.
A slip-up in heaven means that the devout Margera family are mistakenly sent to Hell, but are Heaven and Hell as black and white as the family have always believed?
I meant to write and post this last night, but I fell asleep after writing the first paragraph *looks slightly sheepish*
Movies and Madness
Ville and Jonne’s flat, considering it was located in Hell and inhabited by two demons, was fairly normal. That is to say it was a complete tip; clothes strewn across every surface, ashtrays overflowing, even the odd feather could be found.
Bam was given the spare room across from what was obviously Jonne’s room, I mean the fact that there was multicolour glitter all over the door was absolutely no indication was it?
Putting away his shopping (chucking it on the bed), Bam rejoined them in the hallway where they were apparently arguing over what movie to watch.
“No! Do you even know how many times you’ve seen that movie?”
Looking slightly putout Ville looked at the floor and started muttering under his breath, trying to work out exactly how many times he’d seen it. “Lets see, I usually watch it at least every 3 days, though there was that time I couldn’t find it for a whole week! Times that by about 200 years…” Ville suddenly brightened and lifted his head to look Jonne in the eyes, “A lot!”
Jonne sighed, that one blissful week where Ville had lost the DVD had been orchestrated by him, and eventually Ville became so much of a bitch about not seeing the movie that it had magically re-appeared down the back of the sofa.
Bam decided to join the conversation, “So what movie is it that we’re talking about?”
“The Nightmare before Christmas.” Jonne was fervently hoping Bam didn’t like the movie, that way it’d be two against one and Ville would have to acquiesce to whatever movie they wanted to watch. However, what Bam said next was so much worse…
“Really? I’ve never seen that movie.”
Ville looked horrified; he was staring at Bam as if he couldn’t believe he was real.
Bam didn’t even have time to blink. He suddenly found himself facing a large TV screen that had the opening credits for a movie rolling. He also found that he was being held gently in Ville’s lap while reassuring comments were whispered in his ear, “You’ll be ok sweetheart, just sit here and watch; you’ll be perfectly fine soon.”
Surprisingly that’s just what Bam did. A few hours later, they had to be certain Bam learnt the words after all, Jonne walked through the door he’d fled through after the first showing and had to stop himself from cooing over the sight that greeted his eyes. Both men were asleep and curled up together on the sofa, Ville’s arms wrapped round Bam in a protective manner. Quietly Jonne grabbed the camera from where it was resting on a bookshelf and, remembering to remove the flash, snapped a few photos of the two. Having completed the task he retreated back to his room in order to print out the photos and save them on his laptop. There was no way Ville would be allowed to delete these, they were illegally cute and had to be shown to everyone.
The two had shifted round during the night; unfortunately it meant there was no embarrassing moment upon waking as they’d moved away from each other. It was this that woke Bam up, the realization he was cold. Hauling himself from the sofa he dragged his protesting body in the direction of where he hoped the kitchen was located.
Opening the door he was met with the blinding smile of Jonne. Bam had to avert his eyes, no one should be that happy in the morning. Seeing that Bam was, as of yet, unable to communicate beyond glares; Jonne set about getting some coffee for him, on second thought for him and Ville. As soon as the antichrist even smelt coffee he had to have some; regardless of whether he was awake, asleep or even halfway through practising a song. In fact if anyone were ever going to punish Ville, all they would have to do is place coffee just beyond his reach.
Jonne was still smiling when he gave Bam his coffee. Regaining his senses slightly after drinking about half the cup, Bam recognised the smile from years spent using it himself; it was the ‘I’ve done something that’s about to embarrass you’ smile. Lowering his cup Bam gave the blonde a cautious look, “What have you done?”
“Me?” Jonne’s smile, if it’s even possible, widened. “I haven’t done anything.”
Bam gave a disbelieving look but left it alone; it was too early to argue. At this point Ville stumbled into the room; slouching into a seat beside Bam he moaned something akin to ‘thank you’ when Jonne placed a large cup of the steaming black liquid in front of him.
“Ville’s not really a morning person; it’ll take him about 20 minutes to wake up properly.” Still with that bright smile, it was really starting to creep Bam out. “You’re best off grabbing a shower now before he uses up all the hot water; bathroom’s the second door on the left.”
After Bam had left the room Jonne turned to Ville, a predatory look on his face.
“So… you like him?”
Ville choked on his coffee. Regaining his breath he turned to the blonde, “No, why on earth did you think that?”
Jonne smile turned devious, “Oh good. I was just checking you didn’t like him before I asked him out.”
Ville gave off a low growl, fangs showing, mystified when the blonde kept on smiling.
“I knew it! You like him! You, Ville Valo the Antichrist, actually li-" Ville’s hand once again cut off what Jonne was trying to say.
“I do not!” He released his hold on Jonne’s mouth.
“Ok, ok, you don’t. Now go have a shower, you reek!”
Flipping him off Ville walked out the kitchen and to his room.
Pulling off his shirt Ville stretched out his wings, a few feathers falling to the floor. Unlike Jonne’s wings, his were a dark purple, practically black if not for the slight purple sheen they gave off in the light.
He grabbed a change of clothes before walking back into the hall to where Bam was exiting the bathroom, hair still damp.
“Morning Bam.” He looked up. Ville was standing, shirtless, in front of him; but what held his attention were the wings Ville was sporting. He knew Ville had said they had wings but he wasn’t sure he’d actually believed him… until now.
“Oh, hey Ville. Nice, uh wings.”
“Thanks. You should get Jonne to show you his sometime; make sure you’re wearing a pair of sunglasses though, as they’re rather… vibrant. ” With that said he walked past Bam and into the bathroom where the shower could be heard starting up again.
Making his way to the kitchen Bam was confronted with the sight of Jonne handing what looked like a photo to a black haired man wearing leather.
“How adorable do they look?” The two men had yet to notice Bam enter as they were gushing over how cute whomever was in the photo.
“Can I keep this? The guys will definitely want to see it, been far too long since we had something other than the Jesus incident to tease Ville about.” Bam’s curiosity was burning but remembered it was a bad idea to sneak up on someone that can control fire.
“Hey Jonne.” The blonde whipped round so fast you’d have thought he’d just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. The black haired man slowly turned round, an amused expression on his face.
“Hi Bam!” Jonne squeaked, “This is Jussi, he’s a friend of me and Ville.”
“Hi Bam, its nice to meet you. My uncle Jareth heard your family was stuck in the middle of his Labyrinth and instead of coming himself, he decided to send me. However its probably good that he didn’t come. Jareth would’ve made you get through the Labyrinth without any help; with me there it’ll just take a couple of hours” Jussi smirked, “It’s a good job I was at home when Jareth called, otherwise you’d probably have spent days if not weeks searching for your family. Funny as it may have been, Jonne has a volleyball tournament next week and we absolutely cannot let Heaven win; they won last year and have been far too high and mighty about it.”
“Thanks for the help, all we had to go on is a huge coil of unbreakable rope that Jonne got.”
Incredulous, Jussi turned to look at Jonne. “You have unbreakable rope? And you didn’t tell me, c’mon I wanna see if I can break it!”
It took an hour for Ville to take a shower then get dressed. In that time Jussi, Bam and eventually Jonne still hadn’t broken the rope.
“So that’s a knife, scissors, a spoon, an axe, a flamethrower, a gun, acid and a chainsaw, which I don’t know why you have by the way. Is there anything we haven’t tried yet?” Jussi sounded fairly exasperated, he had expected it to break when they poured acid over it; instead it made a rather nice hole in the floor.
“Have you tried using a scythe? I know we have one of those lying around somewhere.” Ville was stood in the doorway languidly puffing away on a cigarette; seemingly unperturbed by the hole in the floor.
“No, we couldn’t find it; I think Dani borrowed it last week so that he could scare some of the Angels when he went to visit.”
“That’s a shame; I hope he took some photos though.” Glancing up at the clock on the wall Ville suggested they get going.
There was one lift to the 5th floor where an ominous pair of gates creaked slowly open to allow them admittance.
Through the gates was what appeared to be a never ending road, further inspection (and Jussi telling them) revealed there were many disguised openings along the walls at the side of the path. Walking through the opening revealed a split path, immediately Jussi turned to the left. While doing this he told them of when a girl called Sarah had listened to a worm and gone to the right, apparently it had taken her hours to get through the rest of it because she’d gone the wrong way. The moral of the story is to never listen to a worm; worms are one of the ultimate forms of evil, all you have to do is look at all the games made of where they blow each other up to understand that.
The rest of the Labyrinth was fairly uneventful, except for when Ville said it was fairly easy considering it takes up a whole level of Hell. At this proclamation the floor beneath him gave out, and if not for Jussi’s actions in giving Ville one end of the rope before they entered the Labyrinth, then Ville would’ve plummeted into the bog of eternal stench; not very becoming for the supposed ‘prince of darkness’. When Ville had been pulled out of the hole in the floor Jussi hit him over the head.
“I just knew that it’d be you to insult the Labyrinth, why else do you think I gave you the rope?”
Rounding the next corner Jussi turned serious, “I know Satan said that Jareth got rid of the Minotaur but he also got a new guard. It’s a…”
“SNAKE!!!!” Bam screamed before fainting.
Admittedly it was an enormous 60-foot long cobra, but still.
“I believe he might have a fear of snakes.” Jonne said.
Bending down to pick up the, once again, motionless form of Bam, Ville shot Jonne a derisive look, “Oh, y’think?”
So how was that? Oh and if you haven't watched the Labyrinth then you should, a wonderful movie that me and my cousin still fight over after about 15-16 years (I always cheered for Jareth while she cheered for Sarah)
As for Jussi being Jareths nephew, it was a case of itunes changing the song to Devils, and me thinking 'Jussi, that'll do'
Thankyou for the comments, they keep me writing
xx