A/N: I haven't posted it here, but I am working on a 100 songfic challenge. One of the songs I got in my shuffle was 'The Killing Moon' by Echo and the Bunnymen. This story was meant to be a oneshot, but... Well... Then this happened. XD Hope you enjoy it!
Rules: The rules (if you want to do this challenge yourself) - modified from ~CartoonQueen1432
Rule 1: Get your MP3 player or anything type of music player that has shuffle on it.
Rule 2: Write down the name and artist and keep doing this until you get a list of 100 songs
Rule 3: You can write either a 100 chapter story, 100 one-shots, or a combination of the two. It doesn't matter how long they are.
Rule 4: You HAVE to use all 100 songs. They don't have to be in the order you wrote the list, You just have to use all the songs.
Disclaimer: Loki, Stark, Rogers, and any other recognizable characters are not mine. Except for you. You belong to me. ;p Also, there is a line from Red Necklace. That also isn't mine.
You walk through the abandoned parking lot, checking over your shoulder every few seconds. You didn't like walking alone at night, but you had lost track of time at your… Well… What was Tony to you? He was too distant to be a friend, but he was too close to be an acquaintance. You sigh. It's too late to be thinking about this right now. Shaking your head, you hurry to the street, hugging yourself, eyes cast down.
Which way am I supposed to go here? you ask yourself as you reach an intersection. You think you're supposed to turn left, but you never were good with directions. You look to the right, to the left, and to the right again. Then you hear a pebble skittering across the pavement. It sounded close. Almost directly behind you. You tense up and turn slowly. "H-Hello? Is someone there?" you call when you see no one.
You hear a deep, dark chuckle, feel cool breath caress your cheeks, but you still see nothing. "There is no reason for you to fear me," the smooth voice purrs, now behind you. You whip around, starting to sweat. You feel like you're in a slasher film, and you're the next victim. You swing your arms around, trying to get some idea of where the hidden… Person? Is now. He is still standing directly in front of you.
You take off down the road to the left, not bothering to check for cars. You find yourself in an alley. With a fence at the end of it. You curse under your breath, turning to go back the way you came, praying to whatever God may be out there that the invisible man hadn't followed you.
You are halfway down the alleyway when you are knocked back against the wall, your head hitting hard. You think you can feel blood running into your hair, but you can't quite tell. You groan and try to move, only to be pushed back again. "Praying to me won't help you, mortal," the man chuckles. There is a blinding flash of blue light, forcing you to look away. When you look back, the voice has taken a form. Before you stands a tall, thin, pale man. A rough estimate tells you six foot two, maybe six foot three. He is wearing a black suit with a green shirt and a gold tie.
"Wh- Who are you? What do you want from me?" you squeak, closing your eyes and shrinking into the wall, trying to get as far from the man as possible. He smiles sadly, bringing one long-fingered hand to stroke your face. His touch is cold, almost frosty.
"I told you that you had nothing to fear… Why did you run from me?" You feel a tear spill over, and you look up, wishing you had a cell phone or some kind of communication device with which to call Tony. Or Steve. Or someone who could save you.
"Please… Let me go…" you plead, your voice little more than a whisper, "Wh- whatever you want, take it. J- Just leave me alone." The man before you clicks his tongue disapprovingly.
"You do not seem to understand me. I do not want your possessions. I want possession of you."
"Wh- Why me?" you sniffle, trying desperately to stem the flow of tears. With your arms pinned behind you, however, you're finding it rather difficult. The man appears to consider your question for a moment, then shrugs.
"Because you caught my eye, I suppose," he answers, ghosting a finger across your bottom lip before leaning down to close the gap between you. His cool, icy breath washes over you. It smells… Like honey. His soft, cold lips press against yours. The kiss is soft but insistent, demanding but kind. Your eyes widen and you try to struggle against him, trying to find some way to escape. The man, whose name you still don't know, sighs and pushes you harder against the wall, trapping your body so that both he and the wall were flush against you. Mentally kicking yourself for not thinking of it earlier, you shift your leg slightly and knee him in the crotch.
The man doubles over for a moment, but before you can run, he looks up. "Whether you come willingly or not, you will be mine and mine alone. Do you understand?" he hisses, snarling.
"Right. Can I go now?" you ask, your voice far steadier than you feel.
"Go if you will. But mark my words, you will return to me." You nod skeptically, then turn and run back in the direction of the party, hoping against hope itself that Tony is still there. On the way, the wind kicks up, whipping your hair across your face where it is caught in the tear tracks which you have not yet wiped away.
Lyrics used:
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine
Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him
In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon