Summary;
How 'Disharmony' might have worked out
Spoilers; Angel Season
2
Pairing; Cordy and Harm
Disclaimer
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motive and these characters do not belong to me but to Joss
Wheldon/David Greenwalt and Mutant Enemy Inc productions. This story
contains some graphic lesbian sex and violence and is not suitable
for children.
Distribution; as you like
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Friends Forever
Harmony sucked on Cordy's neck with overwhelming
enthusiasm.
"Ha..Harm.." Cordy's voice was a hoarse
whisper.
She broke off and looked at her, licking Cordy's blood
off her lips. She was pale. Harmony could sense her heart slowing,
her body increasingly growing cold from shock. Just a little more and
she'd make her drink. Then they could be best pals forever. Only this
time she'd be the sire so she'd demand just a little bit more respect
from Ms Chase, thank you very much.
She stroked the side of her
face with her hand, even in her death throes Cordy couldn't help but
instinctively rub her cheek against the fingers like a petted cat.
"Don't worry Cord" she assured her. "Soon you'll have
a little sleep and when you wake up you'll be just like me". She
saw the look of horror on Cordy's face and decided to have a little
fun with her food. "Yeah, that's right. You'll be blonde!".
She
laughed. Cordy fought the rising wave of panic she felt inside
her.
"Only kidding of course, you know that, you'll be a
vampire" Harmony reassured her with her most earnest
sincerity.
"Christ no, please, anything but that"
thought Cordy. She could feel the life slowly draining out of her,
feel herself sinking into the abyss from which there was no return. "
To walk amongst the living but not know life, to have a heart in your
chest but not feel it beat, to feed of humanity like some sort of
parasite, shunning the daylight like something that lived beneath a
stone. To put up with Harmony for eternity. Please God, let me die
and just rot, that's all I ask".
Then Dennis opened the
curtains.
She gripped Harmony's wrists with every ounce of
strength she had left. The flames burned her palms in what seemed
like the most vicious agony she'd ever known, much worse than the
dull punch of the spike through her torso. Her fingers locked
instinctively around the smouldering flesh and she dragged them
beneath the covers, smothering the fire but hanging on with
everything she had. She bucked wildly as her thighs seared where
Harmony's skin touched hers. She screamed uncontrollably, not keeping
anything back, her cries drowned out by Harmony's deafening
shrieking. Cordy looked at her friend's face, the expression almost
beyond pain, a look of pure betrayal filling her face as it
disintegrated.
She had only a second before she was talking to a
pile of dust but she got it in.
"I love you Harm".
And
then she was gone.
Cordelia lay back on the pillow, the bedsheets
smouldering, the smoke alarm piercing her ears. She watched idly as
the bedside phone floated off the receiver by itself and heard the
three-digit tone as the number was dialled.
"Emergency 911,
which service do you require?"
"H...help... me"
It
was all she could say. It was enough. They would trace the call. She
would lay there and collect her strength whilst she waited for the
police to break down the door and the paramedics to save her life.
She would lie there amidst the dust and the ashes, the sole earthly
remains of Harmony Kendall.
Cheerleader. Blonde.
Cordette.
Friend.
Cordelia began to cry.