Title: Vicious Crown (1/?)
Author: Mina Robins
Fandom: Lost Girl
Pairing: Dyson/Bo/Lauren, Kenzie/Hale
Rating: T
This is supposed to be a 15 minute write up and intended to be a oneshot but this whole idea spiral out of control in my mind. Now I have a crazy plot to go with my insanity but I need to wait till the weekend for the require time to work on this.
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The sun is burning through the two-by-four window of my basement bedroom. The unpleasant smell of curling linoleum and populating fungus drifted and clung into my nostrils. There was jack shit in the world that could motivate me to work morning shift. I rolled onto my back, causing the blue tarp that served as the only protection for my twin sized mattress to merrily crinkle and crack.
Teddy, my beige Siamese was sitting impatiently by his food bowl. His continuous meowing a testament to his hunger. I groaned and dragged my leather jacket over my eyes.
Two more minutes and I'm up. Teddy is a very talented alarm clock.
I kicked off the comforter and treaded over to the kitchen cabinets. Teddy is purring affectionately by my legs. I grab the box of brand-less cheerios and shook the almost weightless carton. Yeah, there's hardly enough for either one of us.
Teddy has taken to demonstratively licking at his bowl. Sighing dramatically I dumped the colourful probably cancer causing food into his cat dish.
"Don't say I never did anything for you."
Teddy took a moment to nuzzle my leg one last time before promptly devouring his breakfast.
Amidst his content purring and my growling stomach I once again noticed the rather peculiar photo on my fridge. I don't recall ever taking it but it's the only thing that I have left of my past. The picture has captured a surprisingly sunny winter's day. The snow is glistening; the frost can be seen escaping our lips. However, only two of the group is actually bundled up in winter wear, me and the two males are hardly wearing more than what I have on now. I have no recollection of the people that are in the photo, a skinny pale girl with striking sky blue eyes is sitting on my left with her arm looped around mine. There is a tall rugged looking man standing protectively behind me while a shorter fella stands next to him, his fedora is slanted to the side and he has a smile leaves nothing hidden. Sitting On my right is the most beautiful creature, her honey blonde hair falls down in tresses and her eyes are so kind. The tallest of the group is glaring at the gorgeous blonde while she and I only seem to notice each other. The remaining two are focused on the camera man's instructions and manage a proper looking pose.
The Polaroid is crinkled and the tape that holds it to the non-working refrigerator is yellowed from age. This is the only thing I have left to who I was. Inscribed on the back of the picture is the date. 2015.
I have no clue what that means since today is the new years eve of 2010.
But nothing matters at the moment because the gnawing is beginning again, I can't control it, I need to go out and feed.
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