Post by journeycat on Apr 27, 2011 0:53:04 GMT 10
SMACKDOWN 2011
ROUND 2 FIGHT A - WINNER'S FIC
DOM/EVIN v JONATHAN/KEL
ROUND 2 FIGHT A - WINNER'S FIC
DOM/EVIN v JONATHAN/KEL
“Evin, I really think this is a bad idea...”
“Nonsense. We’ve already gotten past the guards and the mage-traps—what could possibly go wrong?”
Dom winced.
The room in which they stood was vast and pitch-black, save for a single ray of light focused on the Dominion Jewel in the center. It was enclosed in a glass case on a tall stand, ripe for the picking. Evin was already moving toward it, but Dom grabbed his arm.
“We should turn back,” he insisted. “We can’t steal the Dominion Jewel.”
“That’s probably the only clever idea you’ve had in your life, Masbolle,” a voice said pleasantly from somewhere within the room. “Larse would do well to listen to you.”
Instantly, the two men unsheathed their swords and started searching the darkness, ears keen for whatever sound they could pick up. This isn’t good, Dom thought blackly. Someone knew we would be here...they were waiting for us...
A figure suddenly moved in the shadows, stepping up by the Jewel and resting a protective hand over the glass. His face was half-hidden, but what could be seen clearly revealed dark hair, a handsome countenance, sapphire eyes, and a big shiny crown.
“King Jonathan?” Evin squeaked. “But—didn’t we already kill you?”
“It must be a Conte thing,” Dom muttered.
“You’ve got a lot of nerve, coming to steal my Jewel.” Jonathan hunched over it, stroking the glass deliberately, and hissed, “Coming to steal my precious.”
“What can be killed once can be killed again,” Dom said grimly. “Let’s get him!”
They leapt forward with their swords outstretched, yelling. Jonathan was too busy gazing tenderly at his precious to notice them until it was too late, and he barely managed to duck in time as their swords swiped at him. One blade knocked his crown off his head, and he threw himself after it with a cry of dismay as it clattered into the darkness. The two men hurried after him, but realized that they couldn’t even see each other, much less him, and didn’t dare strike out for fear of injuring the other.
“Where is he?”
“I don’t—there!”
Evin pointed back toward the Jewel, where Jonathan had appeared in the light, panting as he fastidiously polished his crown. Dom bounded forward with his sword raised, ready to end the life of the king—again.
He howled, “So much for—”
The floor suddenly gave out beneath them, and they fell through a well-placed trap door. They shrieked as the air whistled by them, and the last thing Dom saw as he fell was the king bending over the entrance and waving gaily at them.
Jon straightened as the room lit up, revealing his lover by the door fiddling with the switches on the wall.
“You saved me, my dear,” he said wonderingly. “How did you know which switch to push that would open the secret trap-door?”
Keladry coughed. “Er, I thought it was the light switch.”
“Oh. Well, no matter. I live to see another day.” Jon gazed back down the hole, where he knew Domitan and Evin had met their fate. “So much for underpants.”
- - -
THE RESULT - TEAM TEMPTATION!
BREAKDOWN:
Dom/Evin - 109 Fics
Jon/Kel - 205 Fics
EXCLUDED - 5 Fics
TOTAL - 319 Fics
THANK YOU: To the SMACKDOWN Admin (Katty, Isha, and especially Rosie who painstakingly oversaw the QC process) and Mods (wordy, greenie, Cassandra, inthefire and PeroxidePirate) as well as all the participants and spectators! You guys are all awesome! <3
THE RESULT - TEAM TEMPTATION!
BREAKDOWN:
Dom/Evin - 109 Fics
Jon/Kel - 205 Fics
EXCLUDED - 5 Fics
TOTAL - 319 Fics
THANK YOU: To the SMACKDOWN Admin (Katty, Isha, and especially Rosie who painstakingly oversaw the QC process) and Mods (wordy, greenie, Cassandra, inthefire and PeroxidePirate) as well as all the participants and spectators! You guys are all awesome! <3