Anything -- Anne Phoenix -- Prompt: Fireworks and Explosions
This drabble practically handed itself to me on a plate. Enjoy!
Title: Anything
Author: annephoenix
Characters: Alex
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 160
Summary: I’ll do anything ...
Warning(s): Spoilers for Scorpia Rising
Author's Notes: For the flash-rider prompt: "Fireworks and Explosions".
Disclaimer: All Alex Rider characters herein are the property of Anthony Horowitz and the Penguin Group. No copyright infringement is intended.
Anything
I’ll do anything ...
And he had.
He deserved it all. Every lash, every cut, every bruise.
For bringing her here. For not seeing beyond the end of his own nose. Not sending her home, not letting her go...
More than that. He needed it; relished the punishment. He leaned into his Doppelganger’s cruel embrace and cried as sharp teeth broke his skin. He made no move to defend himself, his dignity. He wanted to give himself ... give himself up.
Anything. I’ll do anything...
But it hadn’t made a blind bit of difference.
She still died. They killed her. An explosion that ripped through his heart with more pain than he could ever have imagined. Julius held his shaking body, laughed, kissed him mockingly while the fireworks of metal and flesh and death rained down on white sands.
He killed her.
THE END
March 2011
Title: Anything
Author: annephoenix
Characters: Alex
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 160
Summary: I’ll do anything ...
Warning(s): Spoilers for Scorpia Rising
Author's Notes: For the flash-rider prompt: "Fireworks and Explosions".
Disclaimer: All Alex Rider characters herein are the property of Anthony Horowitz and the Penguin Group. No copyright infringement is intended.
Anything
I’ll do anything ...
And he had.
He deserved it all. Every lash, every cut, every bruise.
For bringing her here. For not seeing beyond the end of his own nose. Not sending her home, not letting her go...
More than that. He needed it; relished the punishment. He leaned into his Doppelganger’s cruel embrace and cried as sharp teeth broke his skin. He made no move to defend himself, his dignity. He wanted to give himself ... give himself up.
Anything. I’ll do anything...
But it hadn’t made a blind bit of difference.
She still died. They killed her. An explosion that ripped through his heart with more pain than he could ever have imagined. Julius held his shaking body, laughed, kissed him mockingly while the fireworks of metal and flesh and death rained down on white sands.
He killed her.
THE END
March 2011