So I entered a weekly (every saturday) speed-ficcing on the TFF, with a duration of 4 hours to do up a fic. But this week got an extended duration as the prompt was late, and the time was unreasonable.
I did a Hellboy movie fic this week. ^_^;
Copyrights : Hellboy belongs to Mike Mignola
Title : Sometimes the dragon wins
Theme : What You Are In the Dark
What would you do if there were no consequences for your actions? If no one could learn—or would learn—about what you did? You are alone, perhaps faced with your nemesis, or with your most trusted friend.
You are faced with a choice. To uphold your beliefs and morals, or to give in to temptation.
Or maybe it's the other way around. Maybe your beliefs are at odds with one another. Perhaps the craven bastard who killed your father is the wise and good ruler of the land. Or perhaps your dearest friend was taken and tortured, and now begs for release from life.
When no one is judging you, when God himself is silent, when there is only you and the dark… what are you?
Start time 9:03 pm PST
Post time 9:40 pm PST
The low rumble of the crimson clouds in the heavens accompanied by a brilliant actine flare bring to my mind the storms of yesterday.
Ah, yesterday... all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now, it looks like they're here to stay... in this endless day that I live in. The endless day that I condemned Liz to live in with me until... her end.
Ah, well, well, well, what have we here... I thought I cleared out all the tabacco in the area. And they're vaccumed-sealed. Score!
I suppose it might be seen by some of the humans, they're humans still... right? that my lighting of the Oscuro cigar with the fire of my crown could be seen as a descration of my status as the goddamn prince of Hell.
Bah, it's not like they're still sane... not with the goddamn things up there in the clouds. Or truly human, anyhows.
Ah... there goes another one. I guess they are abit unsettling to look at directly. Not that I have any problems with looking at them. Guess must be because I'm a goddamn freak.
Look at them frogs... cavorting at the sight of one of their gods. That sight sickens me. But not as much as it used to. I think that might not be a good thing. At least, that's what Pops would say.
Y'know... looking at this. The scorched earth, the things in the heaven as they remake the world, the goddamn frogs...
Sometimes... sometimes... I wish...
I really wish I hadn't opened the doorway.
For the power to bring back Liz.
One woman shouldn't be equal to the world.
But she was. And now... she's gone.
And I'm alone... the last sane being in an insane world.
Crap... there's only six of these cigars left.... with the one I just finished. Note to self, try not to use 'em up too fast.
Author's notes -
So, this ficlet is kind of a short "What If" or "Bad End" to the Hellboy movie with some material cribbed from the comics.
