[7_deadly_sins_ - VampTara/VampLindsey] - Before Sin, There Was Innocence
Title: Your Eternal Sin
Chapter: 0 - Prequel - Before Sin, There Was Innocence
Author: Nora [remember_nomore/simply_shiny]
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
Characters/Pairing: VampTara/VampLindsey, Tara/Spike in the former
Prompt: N/A - Prequel to the 7_deadly_sins_ challenge
Big Damn Table: [ Here]
Word Count: 882
Rating: PG-13
Beta: strangecreature, whom I’m forever indebted to
Disclaimer: I don’t own them - I wish I did - Joss is apparently god. I’m just borrowing them for my own amusement and your entertainment.
Author's Notes: When I started writing the answers to 7_deadly_sins_ challenge that I signed up for I didn’t realize that I would end up making it all one story. After writing them all I thought that it needed justice and some sort of connecting tie so I decided to write a prequel before to clear some things up and set the stage. *dramatically dims the lights*
Before Sin, There Was Innocence
She was sweet as honey. Sweet and angelic were words you’d use to describe her, as well as kind-hearted and generous. Her smile could light up a room and make you want to confess your deepest secrets.
That was before. Before that night she was turned, bitten and changed into a deadly creature without regard to the repercussions. The night he bit her she was going to leave the home she’d made for the past few years. She no longer felt welcome with the people she called ‘family’ and the few scattered friends she’d made throughout the town.
Standing on the balcony to her apartment, Tara looked out at L.A.’s lights sparkling like glitter in the moonlight, knowing that there was so much more deviousness than glitter among it all.
Tara closed her eyes and remembered the night she was turned. It was more than two years ago and she remembered it as vivid as yesterday…
“I can’t let you go, pet.” His eyes bore into hers as he moved closer to her, taking two steps forward for every step she moved back until she was pressed up against the crypt wall. “I know you miss her, love, but you can’t keep bottling up everything you feel for me.” His hands ran over her sides, her body shaking under his touch as his fingers slipped under her shirt and ghosted over her skin.
“No…” she whispered, her throat raw from crying. She struggled to pull away but Spike’s hands gripped her shoulders tightly, leaving her frozen where she stood “Spike, please.” Tara swallowed hard and closed her eyes tightly. “I don’t…I don’t w-want you. Just let me go…”
“Stop denyin’ it, Kitten.” He leaned in and brushed his lips over her skin, his tongue darting out over her pulse point. The coolness of it made her shudder and her eyes snapped open. “You forget that I can smell you.”
Her breath shuddered and it was then she saw the faint trail of blood on his neck, it trailed up to a small cut just behind his ear. It was fresh. “Oh god.” Her eyes went wide and she gripped onto his shoulders, trying to push him away. “T-the chip…”
Spike pulled back and smirked at her. “Yeah. Found a demon and he got it out for me quick smart.” He leaned in and ghosted his lips over hers. “Wanna meet the real me now?”
She looked at him in horror as his face shifted, those kind blue eyes that she’d come to know since Willow’s death morphing and turning into the demon she feared. “Gonna make you mine now, pet. When you wake Daddy’s gonna make sure you learn your lesson real good.”
Tara sobbed, using all of her strength to push him away, desperately trying to move away from between him and the wall. All of her struggling and fighting to get away was for nothing, tears streaming down her face as her heart slowed and her vision faded.
It seemed like another lifetime when she thought about it, but the hurt was still there even after all this time. The things he did to her and the way he played with her mind like she was a toy … he claimed to love her and then did nothing to show it. All he did was hurt her and try to break her, making her dependant on him for everything. She didn’t want to be dependant on someone, she wanted freedom and to find herself; something she never had back home, or before in Sunnydale.
That’s why she left.
Tara had slipped away in the middle of the night while Spike was out hunting and she feigned sick. She knew she had to be as far and fast out of Sunnydale as she could get before he tracked her down. Hell knows what he’d do to her if he found her.
How she ended up in LA was a mystery. Why she stayed wasn’t.
His smile was slow as molasses; his movements as deadly as a rattlesnake. She found him hiding in a demon bar like a snake in the grass, taking great pains to blend in and fade into the background. But she noticed him, her eyes found him as if he wore a neon sign above his head showing her the way.
All night they made a primal dance of flirting, buying drinks for each other until Lindsey suggested they leave to find some better entertainment than karaoke. She agreed, her eyes fixated on his pulsing neck, wonder filled her mind about how his blood would taste as the hunger ate at her.
That night in her hotel room was hot, raw and intense. It burned a fiery path in her mind and marking her like the scar on her neck. Somewhere along the line her plans changed, she didn’t drain him dry like she had wanted. When she did bite him she didn’t drain him dry, she stopped just as his heart slowed and he fell into a deep sleep, slipping out of the room and leaving him in a daze.
Together they played a game of cat and mouse, leaving Lindsey wondering sometimes who was the mouse in the end. But when she looked at him - the way she looked at him - made him not care anymore.
Chapter: 0 - Prequel - Before Sin, There Was Innocence
Author: Nora [remember_nomore/simply_shiny]
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
Characters/Pairing: VampTara/VampLindsey, Tara/Spike in the former
Prompt: N/A - Prequel to the 7_deadly_sins_ challenge
Big Damn Table: [ Here]
Word Count: 882
Rating: PG-13
Beta: strangecreature, whom I’m forever indebted to
Disclaimer: I don’t own them - I wish I did - Joss is apparently god. I’m just borrowing them for my own amusement and your entertainment.
Author's Notes: When I started writing the answers to 7_deadly_sins_ challenge that I signed up for I didn’t realize that I would end up making it all one story. After writing them all I thought that it needed justice and some sort of connecting tie so I decided to write a prequel before to clear some things up and set the stage. *dramatically dims the lights*
Before Sin, There Was Innocence
She was sweet as honey. Sweet and angelic were words you’d use to describe her, as well as kind-hearted and generous. Her smile could light up a room and make you want to confess your deepest secrets.
That was before. Before that night she was turned, bitten and changed into a deadly creature without regard to the repercussions. The night he bit her she was going to leave the home she’d made for the past few years. She no longer felt welcome with the people she called ‘family’ and the few scattered friends she’d made throughout the town.
Standing on the balcony to her apartment, Tara looked out at L.A.’s lights sparkling like glitter in the moonlight, knowing that there was so much more deviousness than glitter among it all.
Tara closed her eyes and remembered the night she was turned. It was more than two years ago and she remembered it as vivid as yesterday…
“I can’t let you go, pet.” His eyes bore into hers as he moved closer to her, taking two steps forward for every step she moved back until she was pressed up against the crypt wall. “I know you miss her, love, but you can’t keep bottling up everything you feel for me.” His hands ran over her sides, her body shaking under his touch as his fingers slipped under her shirt and ghosted over her skin.
“No…” she whispered, her throat raw from crying. She struggled to pull away but Spike’s hands gripped her shoulders tightly, leaving her frozen where she stood “Spike, please.” Tara swallowed hard and closed her eyes tightly. “I don’t…I don’t w-want you. Just let me go…”
“Stop denyin’ it, Kitten.” He leaned in and brushed his lips over her skin, his tongue darting out over her pulse point. The coolness of it made her shudder and her eyes snapped open. “You forget that I can smell you.”
Her breath shuddered and it was then she saw the faint trail of blood on his neck, it trailed up to a small cut just behind his ear. It was fresh. “Oh god.” Her eyes went wide and she gripped onto his shoulders, trying to push him away. “T-the chip…”
Spike pulled back and smirked at her. “Yeah. Found a demon and he got it out for me quick smart.” He leaned in and ghosted his lips over hers. “Wanna meet the real me now?”
She looked at him in horror as his face shifted, those kind blue eyes that she’d come to know since Willow’s death morphing and turning into the demon she feared. “Gonna make you mine now, pet. When you wake Daddy’s gonna make sure you learn your lesson real good.”
Tara sobbed, using all of her strength to push him away, desperately trying to move away from between him and the wall. All of her struggling and fighting to get away was for nothing, tears streaming down her face as her heart slowed and her vision faded.
It seemed like another lifetime when she thought about it, but the hurt was still there even after all this time. The things he did to her and the way he played with her mind like she was a toy … he claimed to love her and then did nothing to show it. All he did was hurt her and try to break her, making her dependant on him for everything. She didn’t want to be dependant on someone, she wanted freedom and to find herself; something she never had back home, or before in Sunnydale.
That’s why she left.
Tara had slipped away in the middle of the night while Spike was out hunting and she feigned sick. She knew she had to be as far and fast out of Sunnydale as she could get before he tracked her down. Hell knows what he’d do to her if he found her.
How she ended up in LA was a mystery. Why she stayed wasn’t.
His smile was slow as molasses; his movements as deadly as a rattlesnake. She found him hiding in a demon bar like a snake in the grass, taking great pains to blend in and fade into the background. But she noticed him, her eyes found him as if he wore a neon sign above his head showing her the way.
All night they made a primal dance of flirting, buying drinks for each other until Lindsey suggested they leave to find some better entertainment than karaoke. She agreed, her eyes fixated on his pulsing neck, wonder filled her mind about how his blood would taste as the hunger ate at her.
That night in her hotel room was hot, raw and intense. It burned a fiery path in her mind and marking her like the scar on her neck. Somewhere along the line her plans changed, she didn’t drain him dry like she had wanted. When she did bite him she didn’t drain him dry, she stopped just as his heart slowed and he fell into a deep sleep, slipping out of the room and leaving him in a daze.
Together they played a game of cat and mouse, leaving Lindsey wondering sometimes who was the mouse in the end. But when she looked at him - the way she looked at him - made him not care anymore.