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Title: Angels and Demons
Author: pencil gal
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Characters: Logan, Aaron, Veronica. Mentions of Lynn, Lilly and Keith. Logan/Veronica.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 308 words
Spoilers: Set during the summer between seasons 1 and 2, so as long as you know Aaron killed Lilly you're good. Oops, didn't ruin that little surprise did I?
Summary: There stood Satan, self-centred and self-assured, proclaiming his innocence to the world. Logan POV.
A/N: Written for theme 043. Angel at 100_situations.
Angels and Demons
There stood Satan in an orange jumpsuit, smiling smugly as his (oily, greasy, weasely) lawyer proclaimed his innocence to the world.
Satan. Lucifer. The Devil. The Root of all Evil.
He was all that and more. In every culture, in every language, in every historical period. He was the Bad Guy.
But above all he was Satan. And Satan didn’t feel remorse. Satan didn’t feel anything.
There stood Satan thinking he was going to get off. There stood Satan, right in his element in the centre of his personal stage, with the whole world watching. There stood Satan showing no remorse for all he had done.
Satan didn’t care that he spent years beating his son to a bloody pulp.
Satan didn’t care that he drove his wife to suicide.
Satan didn’t care that he had killed his (music, brightness, life) girlfriend.
Satan didn’t care that he had attempted to kill his angel. His (bitchy, nosy, sarcastic) angel.
There stood Satan, shifting impatiently while waiting for the decision.
He clenched his fists as rage swept through him as Satan glanced over his shoulder and smirked at his angel. He could feel her and her father next to her tensing at the look. But their attention was pulled back to the front of the room when the judge spoke.
The request for bail is denied. The defendant will be escorted back to his cell immediately.
His angel grasped his hand as he locked eyes with her. It wasn’t much. Not yet anyway. But it was a start. He intertwined their fingers and lifted the corners of his mouth in a small smile before looking forward again.
There stood Satan with cameras flashing everywhere, refusing to show his shock as the world watched his fall from grace.
There stood Satan (shifty eyes, arrogant stance, proud mind) in all his glory.
Author: pencil gal
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Characters: Logan, Aaron, Veronica. Mentions of Lynn, Lilly and Keith. Logan/Veronica.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 308 words
Spoilers: Set during the summer between seasons 1 and 2, so as long as you know Aaron killed Lilly you're good. Oops, didn't ruin that little surprise did I?
Summary: There stood Satan, self-centred and self-assured, proclaiming his innocence to the world. Logan POV.
A/N: Written for theme 043. Angel at 100_situations.
Angels and Demons
There stood Satan in an orange jumpsuit, smiling smugly as his (oily, greasy, weasely) lawyer proclaimed his innocence to the world.
Satan. Lucifer. The Devil. The Root of all Evil.
He was all that and more. In every culture, in every language, in every historical period. He was the Bad Guy.
But above all he was Satan. And Satan didn’t feel remorse. Satan didn’t feel anything.
There stood Satan thinking he was going to get off. There stood Satan, right in his element in the centre of his personal stage, with the whole world watching. There stood Satan showing no remorse for all he had done.
Satan didn’t care that he spent years beating his son to a bloody pulp.
Satan didn’t care that he drove his wife to suicide.
Satan didn’t care that he had killed his (music, brightness, life) girlfriend.
Satan didn’t care that he had attempted to kill his angel. His (bitchy, nosy, sarcastic) angel.
There stood Satan, shifting impatiently while waiting for the decision.
He clenched his fists as rage swept through him as Satan glanced over his shoulder and smirked at his angel. He could feel her and her father next to her tensing at the look. But their attention was pulled back to the front of the room when the judge spoke.
The request for bail is denied. The defendant will be escorted back to his cell immediately.
His angel grasped his hand as he locked eyes with her. It wasn’t much. Not yet anyway. But it was a start. He intertwined their fingers and lifted the corners of his mouth in a small smile before looking forward again.
There stood Satan with cameras flashing everywhere, refusing to show his shock as the world watched his fall from grace.
There stood Satan (shifty eyes, arrogant stance, proud mind) in all his glory.