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supernatural (not the show) ! modern!AU
noctis, lightning (can they even be considered a pairing here? LOL).
based on my entry for the "Dark Fic" genre (#7) in my 10 One-Sentence lol not really Fics (Meme).

chapters : 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | ?

warnings: bloody gory descriptions ahead. also. kinda strong cursing/swearing at the end.

[livejournal.com profile] celticheavens ARTED WEREWOLF!NOCTIS FOR ME TOO BLESS HER SOUL
TUMBLR ver. | DEVIANTART ver.



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they operated in the shadows
unseen unknown
woven into the world's secret history
but they were mankind's only light
in the fight against the darkness



lightning didn't actually really sign up for this
she was - normal, average - just a regular person
how was she to know
of an Organisation that had existed
for a millenia
and made it their sworn mission
to protect the fragile light of humanity
from hades' darkness

claire was just a regular girl from a seaside town

but when serah got killed murdered
by a monster from that very darkness
what choice did she have
how would she cope
(where else could she exact her vengeance
for fury and anger to become her namesake)




blood
red red and red-brown to a deep macabre mauve
that (almost) matched her ball gown
splattered
spilled
soaked
across and into the walls and
the ground seemed to choke
on the grotesque amount of the liquid

how could a lithe young woman bleed so much

lightning could barely make out
any identifying traits of the body
as mangled gashed and slashed as it were
(she heard, faintly, a police officer - probably new to the job -
heaving his guts out behind one of the police cars)

this isn't the worst I've seen
lightning grits her teeth narrows her eyes clenches her fist
and can barely contain the blazing hatred in her chest

but it doesn't make it any better

the rapid and angry clicks
from the heels of her dress shoes (that shift to combat boots
in a swirl of soft deadly pink dust magic - )
echo into the night
like a raging warning
to the monsters that lurk in the dark
- beware -
as she stalks away from the crime scene
she had been too late too inattentive too complacent too naive
to prevent

beware -
I'm coming for you -


I'm coming for you, you motherfucking asshole of a werewolf.






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