Disclaimer-I don't own the Dresden Files or any characters that stem from it. I just take them, throw them into a box, douse them in gasoline, and then cackle with glee as they go up in flames.
A/N-This is my first fanfic (though not my first fiction piece), so any and all advice is appreciated.
My day was going badly even before I had to play bounty hunter. I was walking out of a greasy spoon diner in Nowhere, Alaska having just completed a particularly grueling job as Winter Knight (turns out even Winter Knights can die of hypothermia when dunked into freezing water). As I walked out, a sudden gust of wind blew a fresh burst of snow into my face. When it cleared, I was in Arctis Tor. Somehow, it managed to be even colder than Alaska, and my battered body just collapsed into a bench made of black ice.
"Tired, my Knight?" purred a voice in my ear.
For the record, Sidhe Knights do not jump. A violent shiver just wracked my body at that particular moment.
Mab, the owner of the voice, my boss and the Queen of Air and Darkness, continued without stopping. "I hope not, for I have another job for you".
"Great", I grumbled. "Where do I get the privilege of getting my ass kicked now? Antarctica? Mount Everest? Maybe even-"
Mab just smiled at me during this outburst-a truly scary sight-and pulled out a photograph. "This man is in Chicago. Find him. Bring him to me".
I blinked, cut off mid-rant. "That's it?" I asked suspiciously. It couldn't be that easy. Right?
"Yes", Mab said simply.
My suspicions arose in full force. Something was off about this whole thing… "Why do you want him?"
As I asked this, Mab's cat-pupil eyes became distant, as if looking into the past, and then suddenly snapped back into the present, cruel cold fury mixed with madness in her eyes. "That is not for you to ask", she hissed, rage laced in her every word. I flinched as every consonant bit into my ears, causing my vision to go white with pain.
"All right!" I exclaimed, easing away off the seat and turning to walk away. Discretion and valor and all that.
"Do not fail me", Mab murmured, voice suddenly calm.
I turned around in shock. Despite the menacing threat in those words, but that wasn't it. In those words I heard…sadness? Pain? No…The Queen of Air and Darkness wouldn't feel emotions, especially not those. Still, though...there was something there. Dismissing those problems from my mind for now, I turned around and walked away, to go catch a person of interest.
A/N-Sorry about the boring and incredibly short setup. Starting stories has always been a struggling point for me. Also, this seemed so much longer in Word... So, what do you think of the story? Like it? Hate it? Want to see more of it? Tell me! I'm a reviews junkie!