Well, I changed my mind. I'm actually going to write a serious fic. I thought about how I could spin it in the shower. Yes, I'm throwing it away right here, but I think I might be able to pull this off-probably not, but I can try. And fail. This is just a beginning for the rest of the story.
Title: Live or Die
Summary: I want to play a game with you, Robert Goren…
Rating: K (violence)
Archive: I'm still not sure what this means…
Disclaimer: No; just no.
Chapter One-in-a-Half
Patience, their time would come. These games they played would be perfect. Follow path with eyes, capture them on paper in a dance, aim again, and repeat. Click! Deft fingers worked across the cold metal of the camera as soft raindrops padded their way across the sky. Thunder disrupted the silence of the city, and it cut off the sirens for a minute. They eyes darted back towards the sky and lightning while the couple about to enter the game screamed in pleasure. If the ears strained hard enough they could hear the far off moans of the woman.
"She is perfect; take her. She is his weakness now. Exploit it. You know how. Steal her away and relive it. He killed your heart so you have every right to torture his-torture her."
The rain continued to pour. The lightning flashed. The thunder deafened the clouds. Nicole Wallace began to walk towards the screams.
-TBC-
It's short, I know. Yes, just wait.