Greetings earthlings, it has come to my attention that I have not posted anything in a long time. I can explain, I've been going through what I like to call an Anders/Vengeance funk. That is, I've been having major mood swings, and a drive to hurt something. Well fret not my fellow readers for I have returned and there will be much rejoicing. Wahoo let's move it on world. MOVING ON…
Disclaimer: I WANT ANDERS SO FREAKIN MUCH I COULD KICK SOMETHING. However, he doesn't belong to me, he belongs to BioWare. Edward Cullen on the other hand, yeah not in a million years! You can keep him, hell throw him off a cliff for all I care. He belongs to Stephanie Meyer (you know what throw them both off).
Warning: For the few remaining Twilight series… Fan-things. This is not to be taken seriously, but you're not going to like me. In fact, if you're an E.C. fan, you may just hate me forever. But that's okay.
Not Even a Fair Fight…
Anders didn't know how he felt about this. Edward Cullen had wanted to fight the mage for nearly beating him to death with his staff (which still made Anders snicker) for trying to eat a stray cat that had made its way to Darktown.
It wasn't the fact that Edward had wanted to fight at all that Anders didn't right about. It was the fact that he was fighting a sparkling, brooding, pain in the ass that really didn't stand a chance.
For one thing, it was mage against vampire, range against hand-to-hand (and that was IF Anders didn't just freeze the overgrown sparkler), fire against… Flammability considering how much hair spray that boy puts in his hair to keep it standing that tall. But Anders was in a bad mood, seeing as the cat got away, and now he was ready for a little ass kicking.
Edward stepped into the sun, revealing his shimmering skin, lowered himself to start a dead sprint at Anders. 'That's the great sparkle?' Anders found his self thinking. 'Alright it's time to teach this boy how to glow, brood, and look good doing it.' He felt his self sinking towards the center of his mind as Justice took over staff in hand.
"You dare threaten me?" Boomed the baritone voice of Justice. Edward showed no sign of fear, instead growling and running as forcefully as he could toward the glowing mage. He was close to striking when Justice/Anders shot a fireball.
Edwards head immediately burst into a large flame, and just as Anders predicted, it was hardly a fight as Edward laid dead fifty feet away from Anders/Justice.
It wasn't even a fair fight.
The End…
(A/N: Don't ask where this came from I'm not entirely sure. I thought it would be funny I got a few good chuckles out of it and if you don't like it… Well shove it. I know it wasn't my best but it was good enough for today. So you know the drill. Read, Review, and Remember I love you.)