magic_fratboy

NOTE: Selene is dealing_death and is used with permission and great love. ILU BB!!!

Selene hated to be wrong, hated it above all things. More importantly, though, she hated to be wrong where it counted. Too often, she’d been guilty of as much, and too often people got hurt when she was…namely, people she cared about.

She should have known something was wrong when she could still look at Catherine.

( Who will you run to when it all comes down? Who`s gonna pick your world up off of the ground... )

Prompt: Tommy the Vampire Slayer

She was a bloodthirsty angel in the night, a dark Amazon protector thrilling with the brutal joy of laying her life on the line to stand against Death. She was a vision of death in black denim and silver, marked with skulls and strange symbols that only served to make her more fearsome to look at.

She was a miracle…and to the young girl watching her fight, she was everything.

( I am what you will be... )

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NOTE: Long overdue, but done at last, a little something from Tommy's Snuggle Meme. Done for senseofliberty, who requested Tommy/Rachel. Rachel is used with tender loving care, and any OOC-ness is all my fault. Enjoy. :P

Fairytales don’t tell children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairytales tell children that the dragons can be slain.

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“So if you have all this power to fight evil, how come you can’t kill it?”

“Because we’re not meant to.”

“Oh…kay…”

Smiling a little, Tommy walked alongside Rachel as they strolled through the casino, shoving his hands in his pockets. “It’s not what we do. We make dents, chip away at the darkness so the light can shine through. Only good can hurt evil, and we’re not it. We’re hope…there’s a difference.”

“I don’t see it.” Rachel insisted, shaking her head a little as she eyed a blackjack table as they passed.

“Think of it in terms of heroes and monsters. The Darkness is both the dragon and the evil witch that controls it. We’re not the prince on his white horse…we’re his sword.” He replied, shrugging. “We pack a whallop, but we don’t actually do anything without someone to guide us. Pick us up, take a swing…that’s what humans are for. You guys are the white knight. We’re your weapon. That’s what hope is: you know that there’s a chance to slay the dragon if there’s just something around sharp enough to stab it with. Without it? It can’t be killed.”

She was quiet a moment before nodding slowly, smiling a little. “I think I get it…sorta.”

A heartbeat later, she stopped in her tracks and half-stepped, half-flung herself forward to wrap him suddenly in a warm, impulsive hug. Grunting a little in surprise, Tommy wrapped his arms around her shoulders and hugged her back warmly, laughing as he rubbed her back for a moment before pressing his cheek against hers.

“Thanks for what you do, Tommy. It means a lot…especially to people like me.”

Grinning, he drew back just enough to meet her gaze, brushing her hair off her face in a friendly manner. “Believe me, babe…the pleasure’s all mine.”

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 308

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