White Wolf Fan Fiction Presents:
~Faith~
A Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters Story
Title: Faith
Words: 342
Warnings: Mentioned Yaoi (Boy Love), minor dark theme, hinted violence
Pairings: Hansel/Benjamin
Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own.
Summary: Benjamin gets captured by witches… again. So Hansel has to come to his rescue… again.
A/N: Part of an old thing on Tumblr called the Drabble Kingdom. Trying to get that back up, admittedly, but it's… a slow going process. *sighs* Apologies for any who's actually heard of this blog.
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Benjamin shook with fear and worry as he stared at the three witches in front of him. He was currently tied up, in a chair, helpless.
Of course, when was he ever not helpless?
Ben shook his head at the thoughts currently crowding his head and tried to get rid of the numb feeling in his hands. He kind of wished someone would come rescue him. Though he knew that none of the townspeople would come to his rescue, since none of them cared enough about him to do so, that didn't mean that a certain pair of witch hunters would stand by idly while he got eaten.
"Hansel…" Benjamin whispered to himself, feeling a bit pathetic when tears pricked the corners of his eyes. Still… he had faith in his best friend and in his lover… but it was true how faith can only carry someone so far. "Hansel… please…" Ben lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes tightly, willing the tears away. "Please come and rescue me…" he added, his voice still a hushed whisper.
Despite that, however, faith was all he had- faith and love- that Hansel would come and save him. And that was all he needed.
Steeling himself up now, he was far more than confident that Hansel would come save him, and that all he had to do was wait.
He smiled lightly at this thought and somehow, he wasn't surprised when one of the witches caught sight of it, turning her attention to him. "What are you smiling about?" she sneered and he finally looked up at her, taking in the sight that were the witches that had captured him one last time and his smile suddenly became dark as he imagined their heads detached from their bodies and blood covering the surface of the ground beneath them and the trees around them.
"My boyfriend is going to come rescue me…" he stated, loud and clear; a taunt, he knew, but he couldn't help it, "and when he does, you're all going to die."