Fic: Like A Snake Among Men (She's Got That Dark Stare; Beware)
Pairing: Thievyrie (Tamsin x Kenzi)
Rating: M (Violence/ Trauma/ Language/ Sex)
A/N: This was done as a gift, of sorts, for fuckyeahrachelskartsten on Tumblr.
Enjoy this hardly pioneered ship, and remember folks -Lost Girl season finale this Sunday! (for Canada) and next Sunday for the rest of the world. This is my first Lost Girl fanfiction, as well as first time playing Kenzi and Tamsin. Regardless, I think it came out pretty canon. Be sure to follow me on tumblr: Shelbermonstah. Without further ado:
Part 1/?
"This is like a scene straight out of Saw."
The brunette human stepped carefully over the carnage, nose wrinkled in disgust. In front of her Tamsin had finally reached the body and crouched down. She doesn't bother with a reply, instead picking up a severed limb and examining it with gloved hands. She only nods slightly and tries not to breathe too deeply.
"So what are we looking at here? Fae feed?" Kenzi stops beside the blonde detective, carefully eyeing the body from a much safer distance.
The detective shakes her head and stands, removing her gloves and dusting herself off. "Nothing I've seen before." she comments. Several Investigators scour the scene around them, looking for further evidence but she knows it won't lead to anything decisive. "Not any kind of feeding style I've heard of either." she frowns thoughtfully, "It's almost like they were killed just for the fun of it."
"Great. So now we have some human killing psychopath in town?" Kenzi sighs, but Tamsin cuts her off with a chuckle.
"Scared, human?" Kenzi shoots her a dark look that Tamsin replies to with a smirk. "Look, whatever it is, it is targeting the fatter of your species, anyway." she comments lewdly.
"Awesome. As long as I don't eat at GreaseBurger five times a day I should be just peachy." Kenzi makes a face, "It smells god awful in here."
"Well aren't you observant." Tamsin cuts back, eyes scanning the scaffolding above their heads.
"Look, I didn't want to come on this dumb assignment to begin with," Kenzi bites, "I'm only here because Bo's too busy with her Dr. Lady Friend and someone had to." They begin to make their way away from the corpse and towards the entrance of the deserted warehouse. A cool wind sweeps through the open bay doors, signaling that the night is going to be a cold one.
The sun has just set over the treetops and the shadows are long, stretching across the street and reaching for their feet. Tamsin sighs darkly as she pulls out her phone and the screen lights up. "Well, there isn't much else we can do here. We'll have to leave it up to the station to get the details so we can go over them later," she dials in a number and brings it to her ear. She casts a sidelong glance at Kenzi as it rings, "And don't think I was thrilled to hear I got the human for a partner today." she responds.
Dyson, wherever the fuck he was, had left with only a vague 'I have something I need to do' before up and leaving for who knows how long. Kenzi's eyes roll and she looks away as Tamsin makes the call to her boss. They stand on the west side of the derelict warehouse. Graffiti lines the walls and Kenzi observes the signatures, recognizing a few when something catches her eye.
"Officer Blondie, I think I found the missing piece to our puzzle."
The Valkyrie hangs up and jogs over, eyes already finding the bloody head tossed carelessly on the pavement and she chuckles. Whatever reply she had on her tongue is left unsaid, however, as a dark shadow flits over the pavement. Both women look up, eyes drawn to the movement just outside the edge of the woods. They share a glance before sprinting for the trees.
They crash through the foliage, Kenzi closely following the Fae, and Tamsin slowly closing in on the figure ahead when it suddenly makes a wide leap before landing and taking off again. Tamsin has her gun drawn and she aims a few haphazard shots ahead of her, mildly hoping she hits her mark. To her luck, a single bullet connects with flesh and the shadow goes down with a crash. "Nice sho-"
The ground collapses beneath them and Tamsin is the first to disappear into the darkness, Kenzi right on her heels. They land awkwardly; Tamsin's feet connecting with something hard and Kenzi swears she hears a sickening snap as the Valkyrie goes down. Kenzi takes the fall on her side, half-landing on top of the Detective and she barely has time to reach out and try to stop her fall. She knows it is futile, but it's the only thing she can do before her head connects with the ground and her vision cuts to black.
A solitary light bulb sways overhead, buzzing faintly –popping with every occasional flicker. The blonde shifts groggily. Something is covering her eyes and she assumes it's a blindfold. She's sitting upright, albeit slumped over, and her hands are tied painfully tight behind her back. She groans as terrible, throbbing pain ebbs up her shin and she feels bile rise to her throat.
"Tamsin?"
It's Kenzi. The Valkyrie straightens up just slightly, trying not to retch at the pain. "Ke-Kenzi?" She manages it out, but immediately clamps her mouth shut. She swallows hard, panting against the sheer effort of trying not to pass out. The full pain is just starting to surface and she has to take stock of herself to make sure she isn't fatally injured.
"Tamsin!" Kenzi sounds frantic, but the detective can tell she isn't far away; maybe only a few feet. "I can't move. I've been tied to a chair, and I can't see."
Tamsin can't reply, instead she just grunts and tugs feebly at her binds. When she finally thinks she can power through the sick, she exhales darkly. "Same here." she slouches forward, "I'm in a lot of pain," she explains, "I think...I think I broke my leg."
"Shit." she can hear Kenzi curse and shift in her chair, "I've got a killer headache but other than that I think I'm okay." she groans, "Shit, shit, shit." she growls, but Tamsin's ears catch the sound of feet scuffling across the floor and she hushes the human.
"Lookie here. I think they're awake. Go fetch the boss."
It's a man's voice, heavy and deep and Tamsin can only imagine a huge, hulking orc. She can hear him approach and then the blindfold is being yanked off of her eyes. At first the light blinds her and she blinks against the strain of her eyes. Kenzi, as she suspected, was a few feet away, similarly bound to a steel chair. The man, who may have well been an orc, headed over and removed Kenzi's blindfold. Tamsin watches the smaller girl instantly struggle violently against her ropes, spitting profanities at the huge man. Tamsin had to admit she admired her courage in the face of a threat.
They're in a dank basement of sorts. She can smell dirt and mold, and she can feel a cool draft that brought the scent of mud and stagnant water. The walls and beams are made of wood paneling, and the officer takes in every detail she can while Kenzi rants in the background.
She notices a woman descending the stairs on the far side of the room and, in other circumstances; Tamsin would have found her stunning. She had a grace and power to her stride, but every step that she drew nearer, a shiver would run down Tamsin's spine at the dangerous, predatory poise this woman exuded.
She smiles at them as she nears and even Tamsin is thankful Kenzi has stopped raving and fallen deathly silent, lips purse and face white. (More so than usual, anyway) "I'm so glad you two are awake! I've been dying to meet you." Her smile makes the bile rise in Tamsin's throat again in…what is it, fear? Definitely fear.
"Can't say the same for you," Kenzi braves.
The woman shoots her a coy look, as if expecting Kenzi would say something like that. "Don't be rude. I hate when people are rude." she sighs in disappointment as she approaches Tamsin. The officer tenses, knowing her eyes widen in terror as the woman reaches out and runs her fingers along her jaw line. Tamsin jerks her head away and fixes her with the best glare she can manage.
"What do you want?" She asks.
The woman smiles brightly, as if this conversation wasn't being held between a captor and her hostages. "What everyone wants," she smirks, "Power."
"I don't know what holding us captive will help. We aren't important. You can just let us go." Tamsin can feel her powers surfacing. She's trying so hard but…
The woman just laughs, "Nice try, Valkyrie, but your powers won't work on me." She pulls a necklace from her bosom, hidden beneath the neck of her black dress, "I've got this little trinket and as long as I wear it, and those of my minions, all Fae powers don't affect us."
She leans forward, hands resting on either armrest. She smells of death. "I think you need to be taught some manners." she leans back, hand reaching out to cup Tamsin's chin. The blonde tries to pull away, but the woman's hand just chases her down. Then she's gripping tight, jerking Tamsin's face around to face forward –to face Kenzi. "I think we should start with your friend here."
Tamsin watches as Kenzi's head is held still by the brutish thugs' meaty hands. "Use your powers on her, Valkyrie."
"Fuck you." she snarls.
"Suit yourself." she sighs.
Then Tamsin is struck by horror as she sees the woman fade into a cloud of dark smoke, working its way into her mouth and nose, filling her mouth with the taste of rotten flesh and acid. She's coughing as it fills her, but then the most surreal thing is happening. Her head is turning, against her will, a smile tilting her lips as her eyes lock on Kenzi and she feels herself becoming the Valkyrie. She can only watch on in horror, like a backseat driver to her own body, as Kenzi's eyes widen.
Then she begins screaming.