RKK: So, My husband got me stuck on a playlist he's started with the intentions of using it for our "Unfortunate Fairytale" themed party in a few years. (Agh, costuming.) ANNYYY WHOOOO! I literally came up with the idea when I had a keyboard fall on my head. This will be a collection of Oneshot Songfics, up first is Black Veil Brides, because I say so…. TEAGUE!

Teague: RKK owns nothing… The others and myself belong to Chanda Hahan… If we belonged to her, you can bet your sweet ass Jared wouldn't exist, Annalora would commit suicide, and Ever would be a stripper… (RKK: No she wouldn't!) Seeing as how she owns nothing… There's the door, and I will now make my exit… *poof*

Note: This little gem takes place somewhere between the Choosing Ceremony and Teague blowing up the Godmother's guild in Reign… (Because I hate Jared, that's why.) This is obviously slightly AU due to some discrepancies and the fact I can. The featured song, rather, the song to listen to while reading is In the End by Black Veil Brides. (Trololololol) If you watch the music video, Imagine Teague in the singer's place and you'll understand how this idea came about. For now, Read, Review, and Enjoy!

EDIT: So someone stalked my profile and all of my songfics got deleted, as they've been up for years with no issues so it kind of makes me laugh. I no longer have the originals (YAY COMPUTER FAILURE!), thus none of them will be re-posted. THIS ONE however, they gave me a chance to edit it. *snort* ANY WAY! Since my Give two shits meter is broken, and the field I grow my fucks in is barren as hell... I COULD say some things but I'm going to merely mention Stephen King, and *sings a more mature version of: "Let It Go"*... SO, If you would like the Lyrics Version, feel free to e-mail me. (OR PM me.)

In The End

Teague frowned. He could almost feel the energy of the crowd behind the curtain he and a few other Fae were standing behind. It had taken very little persuasion of the Fae variety for Teague to convince Nan Taylor to con one Whilhelmina Grimm, Mina for short, into attending a concert. Of course nobody would give the Fae prince a second thought if he told them he was a singer on the human plane. In fact, he told his mother once, she laughed herself stupid for hours and still would chuckle when Teague mentioned the human plane.

Without much warning the curtains opened to a loud thud of a drum, signaling the beginning of the song to open the show. One of Teague's favorites as well as his personal message to Mina.

Teague's voice was strong and clear, as he closed his eyes, strumming the black bass guitar in his hands. Teague was dressed in all black, his hair was combed over all to one side, his chest was bare and flashed his audience from beneath a black leather vest. His hands were covered in black gloves, his leather tight fitting skinny pants hung dangerously low on his hips. His foot tapped to the beat in his black combat boots that could have very well been stolen from Ever's closet. Teague very rarely got super into his shows, especially since it was dangerous for him to not remain vigilant. However, this show was for Mina, and for him to issue a challenge to his little female Grimm.

Teague slowly opened his eyes, scanning the audience for his Grimm. He found her, oddly dressed in what appeared to be Ever's clothing. She was stunning in a white tube top, lace black fingerless gloves adorned her arms, on her hips hung a short microminiskirt in red and black plaid, to top it off he wasn't too sure but he swore she was wearing Ever's boots. She didn't seem to realize who was exactly on stage. A little Fae influence would make sure she caught on. He smirked at the thought.

Emphasizing certain lines would let Mina know who was on stage, then she would no longer be so comfortable. Though it wasn't as though he wanted anything more than to maybe spook his little Grimm. He watched as the subtle terror began to creep over her face as she realized he was staring at her through his white contacts. Bingo!

Teague met Mina's eyes as her mouth fell open. The black lipstick, he had to admit looked rather good against her pale skin. Secretly, he was glad she had let the glamour, making her look more sociably as a human, fade, showing off her seiren heritage with a hint of the pixie's wild style. In short, the things Teague would do if he could get his Grimm alone – and none of his thoughts had anything to do with torture.

The rest of the concert flew by with no incidents, but the fact Mina seemed to be more and more afraid of him as he kept catching her eyes with refrences to the story and one of them having an eminent demise. It unnerved the Dark Prince. He wasn't sure exactly why it made him uncomfortable to watch her squirm. Teague led the way out into the lobby of the concert hall where the rest of the band mingled with the human fans. Teague, however, after signing a few autographs, spotted Mina by the bathroom, obviously waiting for Nan. He made a beeline for her watching her look panicked as he approached.

"Did you enjoy the show?" Teague asked simply. He eyed the dark makeup on her face as she chewed her lip in thought.

"I'd be lying if I said no…" Mina surprisingly mumbled in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed gently.

"Walk with me." It was an order, but Mina knew better than to cross him in the middle of a public place. He took her by the arm, leading her away from the restrooms and through the crowd to the back dressing rooms.

Mina was vaguely wondering what Teague was up to when he reached a door that he flung open and threw her through. Mina grunted as she fell into the room, gasping as she looked up to find Teague walking through the door and locking it with a loud snap of his fingers. She sputtered and babbled as she attempted to get to her feet. Teague grabbed Mina and whirled her with ease toward a couch. She squealed in terror as Teague closed the distance between them falling on top of her onto the couch.

"Get off me, Teague, you're heavy!" Mina squeaked causing Teague to smirk before the unthinkable happened.

Teague grabbed both her hands and pinned them over her head with one hand before he ran the other down her arm, across her bare shoulder up her neck before plunging it into the hair at the top of her neck. While grabbing a fistful of hair he pressed his lips to hers. Mina struggled for a moment in shock before she gave in and kissed him back. When Teague drew back he gave her a soft look.

"Looks like we're at a stalemate." He said, his voice nothing more than a soft whisper. Mina stared at him for a moment, his lips were stained with the black lipstick she had borrowed from Nan.

"If I could remove the dagger shard…" Mina said softly a twitch in her wrist told him what she wanted to do, Teague frowned.

"That would kill me Mina. You know it, deep down, I have to die in the end." Teague said softly. He watched the conflicted emotions run across his Grimm's face. Without warning she began to cry, soft, and sorrow filled sobs escaped her, "I'm not afraid to die, Mina, that's why I opened the concert with that song… I wanted to tell you I'm ready to die if you are willing to do the deed… I can't do it, the dagger won't let me…"

"I don't want you to die. There has to be a way to remove the shard and-" Mina was cut off by Teague withdrawing his hand from her hair to gently place a finger on her lips.

"I'm not worth saving Mina… I've done too many terrible things." Teague gave her a sorrowful look. Mina sobbed harder, shaking her head.

"Don't say that… There's always someone worth saving, no matter what their past is… Mina whispered as Teague released her hands.

"I wish it was true, Mina, but it's impossible." Teague leaned in and gently touched his lips to hers once again. Her hands fell to his chest, gently resting on the bare skin, her fingers gently brushing against the scar where he had been stabbed with the dagger of Erjad. Mina dared to look into his eyes, the blue distorted by white contacts making Mina frown sadly.

"I could have saved you, Teague, I wish I hadn't saved Farah, if I hadn't been so stupid we… We could have had a future…" She said dejectedly. Teague chuckled.

"Mina, you're not a prophet, there's no way you could have foreseen the outcome of saving Farah. All I know is I'm glad you were able to be with me for the short time I was allowed to spend time in your company." Teague reached under Mina and pulled out the very dagger Farah had stabbed him with – The Dagger of Erjad, "Please, Mina… I can't do it myself." Teague set the dagger aside before he stood, helping Mina to her feet and pulling her into his arms. Mina clung to him, her face buried deeply in his chest.

"You can't make me, Teague… I won't do it…" She mumbled into his chest, clinging to his vest as if it were the only thing keeping her in reality.

"Please, Mina, I need you to set me free… How you do it, I don't care…" Teague whispered kissing her hair gently. Mina placed a hand on Teague's chest, his bare skin warm, his frantic heartbeat betrayed that he was more afraid and apprehensive than he let on.

"I love you, Teague… I always will love you… There's been no other than you…" Mina sobbed before she made a grabbing motion against his chest and slowly drew her hand away, clutched tightly. Teague gasped as pain seared through him Mina slowly moved away from him before jerking her hand back and away, a small wound appeared to the left of the stab scar on Teague's chest, the shard flew from the prince's chest, embedding into the wall behind Mina. Mina's eyes were closed as she sobbed falling to her knees in unison with Teague. He gently laid his forehead to hers as she opened her eyes slowly. The wound wasn't as bad as she thought it was, though Teague seemed to be in great amounts of pain. She laid him back on the floor, pressing gently on the wound she pressed fae magic into the wound, watching as it healed.

"I'm sorry, Mina… I didn't mean for you to have to resort to this… I love you…" Teague raised a hand to her cheek. Teague looked to her, the bright blue orbs shined with pain, "Please, find someone who will make you happy… " Teague grimaced.

"You were the only one who made me happy, Teague, I'm not going to give up on you… No now, Not ever." Mina sobbed before she noticed his eyes had closed and his breathing had become shallow, "Please, don't leave me Teague…" She whispered with a hiccup. With shaking hands, Mina retrieved the seam ripper from her cleavage and opened a gate beneath them sucking them into the Fae plane. Without thinking about where they would land, Mina clutched Teague's half conscious form to her as they landed with a small bounce in the Tower of Fates. Teague managed to open an eye slowly.

"Going for irony's sake?" He questioned weakly as he cuddled into her. Even as he was dying, Teague was attempting humor. Mina quickly spoke to shush him.

"You're not going to die here, Teague. Listen to me… It began here, it will finish here. In the beginning there was darkness, and from the darkness came the light. It's safe to say, Teague, you've been the darkness of my life, and I've been the light in yours. You asked me before if I would stay with you, forever, and I told you yes. My answer is still the same as it was back then, Teague. I will serve a purpose as a Fate by your side, but only if you fight for it." Mina then bent over Teague and kissed him passionately. The two of them were enveloped in a bright golden light as Fae magic flowed to the two of them.

When the kiss ended Teague stood with Mina wrapped tightly in his arms, his blue eyes shining with mischief. Mina looked at him and smiled.

"Well, I guess I didn't think of that solution…" Teague then chuckled, "Safe to say, Whilhelmina Grimm, that you're stuck with me…" He told her playfully rubbing his nose against hers. Mina giggled.

"I expected a much worse Fate, but I guess this one will do." Mina squealed as he picked her up and twirled her about in joy.

"I Love you, Mina Grimm." Teague whispered before he gave her a kiss as he set her on her feet.

"You know I love you, as well, Teague." Mina replied with a happy sigh as she and Teague stood in each other's arms.

RKK: DONE!

Teague: Sap.

Mina: *sits in corner gagging and pantomiming vomiting*

RKK: I should have killed Teague…

Teague: … Bitch.

WOOOO! So, this is the first one shot I've actually been able to complete in four years. (or more…. Yikes) I'm somewhat ashamed, but I have two toddlers now, so I can't just do as I please… unless I want many pages deleted and much cussing and all that. SO! I hope you enjoyed. Read and review and I may post another when I get the time and energy to do one.