THE SHITE FANTASTIC
A Hellblazer/Discworld Crossover
Disclaimer: Helblazer is owned by Time/Warner/AOL/DC/Vertigo.
Discworld is owned by Pterry Pratchett.
Oh well.
Chapter 10: Every Breath You Take
Mustrum tries to kiss her, but she breaks away from his embrace and runs off towards the dancers.
(John kisses her deeply and she marvels at how their tongues dance)
The Elven Queen offers Esme her heart's desire and she walks away, thinking "plenty of time to learn the old fashioned way."
(How could she have ever ignored such passion, such raw magic for so long?)
Staring into the eyes of Duke Felmet and seeing an endless pool of insanity.
(Looking into Constantine's eyes and seeing an insatiable hunger.)
Watching in horror as the mirrors shattered, taking Lilly somewhere beyond even Death's realm.
(Seeing herself reflected in a glass bottle, every movement, every touch raising her to new heights of pleasure.)
Borrowing the hive mind, fearful of losing herself to it.
(His lips move down, she loses herself to the pleasure.)
She catches the blade in her bare hand. The pain is there, excrutiating but she wills the damage to wait until she has time to deal with it.
(He enters her. The pain is there, only to be replaced by exquisite sensations that take forever to understand.)
The vampire blood mingles with hers and she feels the centuries of undead screaming for blood, blood, and more blood.
(He explodes into her and with his seed comes the blood of Nergal...)
Esme opened her eyes. Details slowly came back to her.
Firstly she was lying on the floor of a large broom closet.
Secondly there was a naked man lying next to her, with his arms wrapped around her.
Thirdly (and this was the worst part) she was also naked.
And finally, she was young.
Oh dear, none of it had been a dream.
Disclaimer: Helblazer is owned by Time/Warner/AOL/DC/Vertigo.
Discworld is owned by Pterry Pratchett.
Oh well.
Chapter 10: Every Breath You Take
Mustrum tries to kiss her, but she breaks away from his embrace and runs off towards the dancers.
(John kisses her deeply and she marvels at how their tongues dance)
The Elven Queen offers Esme her heart's desire and she walks away, thinking "plenty of time to learn the old fashioned way."
(How could she have ever ignored such passion, such raw magic for so long?)
Staring into the eyes of Duke Felmet and seeing an endless pool of insanity.
(Looking into Constantine's eyes and seeing an insatiable hunger.)
Watching in horror as the mirrors shattered, taking Lilly somewhere beyond even Death's realm.
(Seeing herself reflected in a glass bottle, every movement, every touch raising her to new heights of pleasure.)
Borrowing the hive mind, fearful of losing herself to it.
(His lips move down, she loses herself to the pleasure.)
She catches the blade in her bare hand. The pain is there, excrutiating but she wills the damage to wait until she has time to deal with it.
(He enters her. The pain is there, only to be replaced by exquisite sensations that take forever to understand.)
The vampire blood mingles with hers and she feels the centuries of undead screaming for blood, blood, and more blood.
(He explodes into her and with his seed comes the blood of Nergal...)
Esme opened her eyes. Details slowly came back to her.
Firstly she was lying on the floor of a large broom closet.
Secondly there was a naked man lying next to her, with his arms wrapped around her.
Thirdly (and this was the worst part) she was also naked.
And finally, she was young.
Oh dear, none of it had been a dream.