She
He didn't know why. It was stupid and she'd already made it clear she didn't want him around. She thought he was dealing and frankly, what he was actually doing was much worse. She would be impossible to tame, to obtain but…
Would
Blaine was obsessed with her. Maybe because she was a fellow zombie, the first he'd found. Finding that he wasn't alone had temporarily cured his loneliness. Or maybe it was because she was the first zombie he'd turned. Maybe it was the fact that he'd turned her, and had made her who was today that made him so infatuated with him. He liked to think a piece of himself had found it's home in her and that she belonged to him.
Be
They were enemies. That much was clear, and there was no point in denying it. She wouldn't like what he was doing, even though it was 'every zombie for himself'. They were bound to clash eventually. He'd do what he had to do, but he'd prefer not to hurt her. He'd grown rather fond of her actually. In fact, he wanted to bring her to his side.
His
Olivia Moore would belong to no one if not him. Oh, how that excited him. It sent tremors through his body to think of someone as his. Blaine wanted her desperately, as much as an unfeeling Zombie could want something. He desired her. He longed to touch her, to possess her and consume her. He destroyed everything he touched while alive and he would be no different dead. But not Olivia. He'd keep her, and preserve her. He'd treat her as you would a trophy or a crown. No, as you would a…
Queen
That's it. That's what she was. That's what he would make her: his queen. He'd become an underground black market king. The most powerful people in the city would be at his command. He'd make them zombies and control them. The world did run by supply and demand and he could supply the brains they so demanded. And she'd rule his empire beside him. Maybe this was a side effect of dying, or maybe an extension of his arrogance. But it wouldn't matter. She would, one way or another he his. Whether she knew it or not, whether she liked it or not it would be so.
Blaine may be a fool, chasing a pointless dream. But he was an exception to a very restricting rule: You only live once. Not him. He was practically immortal. He had nothing to lose. So yeah, say he was a child, a wanna-be king of a castle made of fool's gold, but who cares? He wouldn't lose. Not his empire, and definitely not her. And even if or when he did, even when his castle came crashing around him, even when his gold crown became a crown of thorns, she would be right there, suffering with him. He would make certain of it.
And he looked forward to her screams.
I wrote this during season one, right before Lowell was introduced. Just posting it now.
