Stolen Moments
by vexatively
Challenge #43 : VICTORY
Title: Samson and Delilah
Team: Human
Challenge: Victory
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Edward/Bella
Author's Notes: Thoughts on Religion… ish.
"Reading the Bible?" he asked softly, irony not lost on him. Bella looked up from her curled position on the sofa, cheeks flaming red.
"It's just that… something Carlisle said." She shrugged, biting back protests as Edward easily slid her onto his lap.
"A religious vampire," he joked, flashing a half-smile.
"Some of the stories here are sordid," Bella insisted. "And confusing, for so-called fairytales. I mean— Samson and Delilah. Wasn't it obvious that she wanted to exploit his weakness? He lost."
Edward chuckled.
"Perhaps, love," words chilled her skin, "Delilah was his weakness; he'd rather lose than lose her."
Title: Reliving Nightmares
Team: Human
Challenge: Victory
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Irina
She has no idea what exactly drew her here, but her sisters insist on closure so why not find closure where your heart shattered?
"…fraid I'll catch the biggest one again."
Echoes. She's heard the voice before… once, long ago in a dream.
"It doesn't count if you cheat."
And then Irina sees it… her. Simply exquisite, frozen forever in a state of naïve, innocent youth. She does no more than stare, firescreams and ashes and skies aflame, reliving the frightening end. Mother?
Pain. Shattered dreams. Revenge.
They meant to punish her mother.
Who had really lost in the end?
Title: Attraction [I]
Team: Human
Challenge: Victory
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Jacob
Author's Notes: Very obscure references to 'victory'. :D Nessie pwns?
Once upon a time, Jacob Black couldn't feel his toes. Couldn't feel anything, if that made any difference.
But as he saw his mortal enemy repeatedly puncture the girl he loved, futilely trying to animate her lifeless, mangled body (corpse), he was acutely aware of the fact that he couldn't have moved for the life of him.
He knew, if he kept looking, the nightmare will stay forever. (Maybe he wanted it to haunt him forever; the girl he couldn't save.)
See, Bella… you're kinda my sun, too.
He's lost it to something far colder, far more untouchable than bloodsuckers.
Title: Attraction [II]
Team: Human
Challenge: Victory
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Jacob
He should have laughed, maybe. Who's the winner now, bloodsucker?
The second thing that Jacob noticed was the cold. He was a werewolf, but the chill at the sight of his lips coming up bloody (but not venomous) engulfed him… wholly, completely. It was almost delicious to his too-hot skin, but the horror in front of him effectively burnt any rational thoughts to crumbling ashes.
He should have laughed, maybe. None of us.
Karma really does suck.
He should have been used to salvaging the remains any kind of thoughts. God knows that Bella always has that effect on him.
Title: Attraction [III]
Team: Human
Challenge: Victory
Words Count: 100
Rating: G
Character: Jacob
Hatred. The only explanation. Why, despite the overwhelming scent of Bella's death, he lingered, trying to catch a glimpse of the monster.
Hatred pulled him, closer than a lover's breath.
Then— stars threw his existence off balance. His eyes met hers; he could feel her essence stealing his breath away.
As he tries to tear his gaze away from the innocence and the beauty and the stars in her eyes just-after-twilight, Jacob realizes something.
Nothing else matters.
Not winning. Not losing.
Not even Bella.
The wolf learned that day that the line separating love and hate was excruciatingly thin indeed.