Another drabble for Bruno
Oct. 8th, 2004 03:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fpb"Couldn't you've picked somewhere else?"
Spike was furious. The tall, white, snake-like monster - whom he knew only too well - had materialized right when they, for once, had the Slayer where he wanted her. He and Drusilla had planned this hunt with so much care: "recruited" the right "soldiers", chosen the place and time... and now, thanks to Voldemort's untimely appearance, the Slayer had broken the encirclement and was gone, with just the dust of two good vampires to mark that she had been there.
Voldemort, in his turn, was not pleased with the tone. "Ah, William," he said, as his terrible white face turned to Spike, "William the Bloody."
A long, corpse-white arm snaked out at Spike, and the hand seized his throat in a grip of steel.
"You speak as though your little vampire wars were anything to the Dark Lord."
...and that was the last thing he ever said. He heard the words "Avada Kedavra"; he turned; he saw, what he had not noticed, that one of Spike's pack had green eyes... and a lightning scar...
Spike had prepared for this hunt with great care.
Spike was furious. The tall, white, snake-like monster - whom he knew only too well - had materialized right when they, for once, had the Slayer where he wanted her. He and Drusilla had planned this hunt with so much care: "recruited" the right "soldiers", chosen the place and time... and now, thanks to Voldemort's untimely appearance, the Slayer had broken the encirclement and was gone, with just the dust of two good vampires to mark that she had been there.
Voldemort, in his turn, was not pleased with the tone. "Ah, William," he said, as his terrible white face turned to Spike, "William the Bloody."
A long, corpse-white arm snaked out at Spike, and the hand seized his throat in a grip of steel.
"You speak as though your little vampire wars were anything to the Dark Lord."
...and that was the last thing he ever said. He heard the words "Avada Kedavra"; he turned; he saw, what he had not noticed, that one of Spike's pack had green eyes... and a lightning scar...
Spike had prepared for this hunt with great care.
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Date: 2004-10-08 08:00 am (UTC)"You speak as though your little vampire wars were anything to the Dark Lord."
This is cool; voldie the way I like him.
Are you up for a challenge?
Voldemort, alone in a room with a stack of comics. Can you do that? :)
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Date: 2004-10-08 08:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-08 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-08 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-08 11:51 am (UTC)*goes out to redeem Voldemort, gets eaten alive*
Thus dies a gullible fool, a mug in every sense of the word. Ack.
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Date: 2004-10-08 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-08 12:20 pm (UTC)Kidding! I'm kidding! Just in case...
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Date: 2004-10-08 12:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-08 05:37 pm (UTC)