* * * *
Deacon huddled under a blanket and stared at the ash on his floor. Tears streamed down his cold, dead face as he watched over his murdered love. He admitted to himself now that he did love her; he had loved her since she had walked into the bar.
Quinn was standing nearby, watching his leader carefully. His leg had mostly healed, but Deacon was still pretty banged up from his fall. Most of his teeth had shattered when his face had hit the cement, his fangs had yet to grow back completely and he had been drinking blood from a mug for the past few days. Quinn knew Deacon was taking Tina's death very hard, he hadn't even cleaned up her remains from his floor. He left them there and stared at them for hours every day, as if willing her back to life.
"Blade's gonna pay," Deacon hissed that moment. "He's gonna fucking pay."
Quinn nodded. "We'll get him boss, I promise."
"I'll get him," Deacon said. "He killed Tina and he's gonna die too. I'll figure out what the book of Arabus says and I'll raise the fucking blood god." His eyes, still staring at Tina's ashes grew stormy. "When La Magra comes for him, he won't know what hit him."
End
Notes: I hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)
Deacon huddled under a blanket and stared at the ash on his floor. Tears streamed down his cold, dead face as he watched over his murdered love. He admitted to himself now that he did love her; he had loved her since she had walked into the bar.
Quinn was standing nearby, watching his leader carefully. His leg had mostly healed, but Deacon was still pretty banged up from his fall. Most of his teeth had shattered when his face had hit the cement, his fangs had yet to grow back completely and he had been drinking blood from a mug for the past few days. Quinn knew Deacon was taking Tina's death very hard, he hadn't even cleaned up her remains from his floor. He left them there and stared at them for hours every day, as if willing her back to life.
"Blade's gonna pay," Deacon hissed that moment. "He's gonna fucking pay."
Quinn nodded. "We'll get him boss, I promise."
"I'll get him," Deacon said. "He killed Tina and he's gonna die too. I'll figure out what the book of Arabus says and I'll raise the fucking blood god." His eyes, still staring at Tina's ashes grew stormy. "When La Magra comes for him, he won't know what hit him."
End
Notes: I hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)