Post by Seek on Apr 23, 2011 4:14:20 GMT 10
Title: Fear
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 261
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Mattes might die. Clary is afraid, and angry. Set in the Lies universe.
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I see the knife go into Mattes’ stomach. The one meant for me, and Mother save me, I was afraid. I froze for a moment. I’ve never done that before. I’m a senior Dog now. Old enough to know better.
But I froze. I saw Leske move. I saw the knife. He would have taken me in the kidneys. Instant and silent death. Favoured by some of the darker rushers in the Rogue, the best money can buy. These are far more dangerous than hired swords. A knife in the right place is hard to watch for.
Mattes has the presence of mind to grip Leske’s arm before Leske can tear the knife free. The sarden fool took the knife for me. I am trembling. I think it is rage; if it is fear, I’ll never move, baton already in my hand, ready to deliver the nap tap to Leske.
I want to kill him. I am afraid of what this anger will make me do. Everything is a haze of red, I am shouting something. And then it all crashes back to me at once. Leske is down, I don’t know who did it. Baton, then. He wasn’t able to free the knife in time. Or maybe Mattes hit him over the head with the knife. Sometimes these things happen too fast. You take what you can get.
I kneel by Mattes, blow the whistle, again and again. Try to stop the bleeding. And pray to the Goddess that help is near. I can’t lose that sarden idiot. I can’t.
QC by: greenie
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 261
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Mattes might die. Clary is afraid, and angry. Set in the Lies universe.
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I see the knife go into Mattes’ stomach. The one meant for me, and Mother save me, I was afraid. I froze for a moment. I’ve never done that before. I’m a senior Dog now. Old enough to know better.
But I froze. I saw Leske move. I saw the knife. He would have taken me in the kidneys. Instant and silent death. Favoured by some of the darker rushers in the Rogue, the best money can buy. These are far more dangerous than hired swords. A knife in the right place is hard to watch for.
Mattes has the presence of mind to grip Leske’s arm before Leske can tear the knife free. The sarden fool took the knife for me. I am trembling. I think it is rage; if it is fear, I’ll never move, baton already in my hand, ready to deliver the nap tap to Leske.
I want to kill him. I am afraid of what this anger will make me do. Everything is a haze of red, I am shouting something. And then it all crashes back to me at once. Leske is down, I don’t know who did it. Baton, then. He wasn’t able to free the knife in time. Or maybe Mattes hit him over the head with the knife. Sometimes these things happen too fast. You take what you can get.
I kneel by Mattes, blow the whistle, again and again. Try to stop the bleeding. And pray to the Goddess that help is near. I can’t lose that sarden idiot. I can’t.
QC by: greenie
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!