fic Passing the Torch prompt #3 Ends: My 100th Fic!
#3 endings
Written for 100originalfics
Title: Passing the Torch
’Verse: Servants Journals
Characters: Shine/Kat, Joseph, Cole
Prompt: #3 Endings
Word Count: 857
Rating: g
Notes: This is the last one! 100! It was finished some time ago, but I was saving it to be the last post. Wow, I did it. It took over two years, but I did it. I hope I have learned a few things about writing and story telling and I hope that everyone who read any of these fics enjoyed them. I still have stories to tell about my characters and world, so there will be some more, I just don't know when. Thanks for all encouragment I got from this community and challenge.
I've always disliked the name I used for Servants Journals. When I have some free time to putts around with back LJ entries, I'm going to rename the whole thing as "The Blood Servants" or something similuar. If anyone has any better sujgustions I'd be happy to consider them.
Thanks
from
Kelli H./Nessa5
My big Table
The warm Nevada air drifted through the open sliding doors of the Las Vegas ranch house. Shine watched Joseph, his master for going on fifty years now and his Grandson Cole, who was taking his place as Joseph’s servant standing together in the middle of the room amongst a large pile of moving boxes in the process of being packed. The three hundred-plus years old vampire and the eighteen year old servant were going over the check list of things that still needed to be done before the two of them could leave for Joseph’s new house in Los Angeles.
Shine and Kat would be remaining in the Las Vegas house. Actually it was Shine’s house, he’d been the one to buy it ten years ago knowing Joseph was planning to change personas the next time he moved. Not that that didn’t make Joseph any less his master, but it had been a bit awkward at first to have Joseph paying him token rent to live there.
The timing of Cole replacing his grandfather as Joseph’s servant and Joseph’s decision to change his persona had been planned soon after Cole had been born. Because of that Cole started spending holidays with his grandfather and his grandfather’s life mate Kat, and Joseph when he turned thirteen. Unlike when Shine had come to serve Joseph, Cole was already comfortable and familiar with his master.
Kat came into the room carrying a sealed box. He grunted as he put it down on top of five others just like it. “We’re going to need more book boxes. That’s only half the office library and there are only two empties left.”
Joseph noticed with approval that Cole added more boxes to the bottom of check list without having to be prompted.
“I’m ready for a beer. Anyone else?” Kat asked everyone.
“Me. Thank you.” Shine answered.
“Me too.” Cole said. He didn’t think anyone would object that he wasn’t twenty-one, and no one did.
“One for me too please.” Joseph added. he might need blood, but he also enjoyed a good brew once in a while.
Kat headed for the kitchen and Shine followed him, “I’ll help.”
It was a little while later when Shine and Kat hadn’t reappeared with the promised beers that Cole went to the kitchen looking for them. Kat had Shine pined against the refrigerator and from the looks of it Shine didn’t mind at all. Kat’s once black hair had turned a steel gray over the years but it still hung in a braid down to the middle of his back. Shine’s hair had stayed white, but he’d let it grow out as long as Kat’s. For a couple of men in their sixties, they still looked pretty damn good, but it wasn’t what the straight teenage boy had been wanted to see. “Gaaa. Don’t you two ever stop?”
“No, they don’t,” came Joseph’s smirked reply coming from behind Cole, startling him. “They’ve just slowed down to only once a day.”
Kat let Shine go with a smug look. Shine, not at all repentant, simply called them both ‘spoil sports’ before getting the beer out of the refrigerator and handing them out.
Back in the main room, packing and sorting continued for a few more hours. It was close to dawn when Joseph called a halt to the packing. “We’ll finish tomorrow. The movers aren’t going to be here for the moving Pods until Wednesday.” The three mortals were quite willing to call it quits for the night. Before they could leave, Joseph stopped Shine with a hand on his shoulder, “Before you go.” Was all he said, but Shine and Kat both knew perfectly well what he wanted.
Shine stood perfectly still as Joseph brushed the hair from his neck before leaning over and sinking his fangs into the waiting neck. Kat had seen this before, lots of times. Though he was a little amused that this time Joseph didn’t do any of the over dramatizing that he’d done the first time he knew Kat was watching. Cole had also seen Joseph feeding from his grandfather before. He wasn’t frightened or anything but it did give him an odd feeling, knowing that soon it would be him standing where Shine was now.
For Shine and Joseph, this was a little bit special. It was the last time that Joseph would be drinking from Shine. Shine was a little sad, but at the same time it was also a great relief to not have to do it again. For Joseph it was the last taste of a favorite drink, like the last bottle of a vintage wine. It was something to be savored. It might have been a little bit longer than usual before Joseph let Shine go and licked his lips clean. “Until tomorrow night then gentlemen.” He said. Looking around he asked before they were out of the room, “Anyone seen the book I was reading?”
The End
Written for 100originalfics
Title: Passing the Torch
’Verse: Servants Journals
Characters: Shine/Kat, Joseph, Cole
Prompt: #3 Endings
Word Count: 857
Rating: g
Notes: This is the last one! 100! It was finished some time ago, but I was saving it to be the last post. Wow, I did it. It took over two years, but I did it. I hope I have learned a few things about writing and story telling and I hope that everyone who read any of these fics enjoyed them. I still have stories to tell about my characters and world, so there will be some more, I just don't know when. Thanks for all encouragment I got from this community and challenge.
I've always disliked the name I used for Servants Journals. When I have some free time to putts around with back LJ entries, I'm going to rename the whole thing as "The Blood Servants" or something similuar. If anyone has any better sujgustions I'd be happy to consider them.
Thanks
from
Kelli H./Nessa5
My big Table
The warm Nevada air drifted through the open sliding doors of the Las Vegas ranch house. Shine watched Joseph, his master for going on fifty years now and his Grandson Cole, who was taking his place as Joseph’s servant standing together in the middle of the room amongst a large pile of moving boxes in the process of being packed. The three hundred-plus years old vampire and the eighteen year old servant were going over the check list of things that still needed to be done before the two of them could leave for Joseph’s new house in Los Angeles.
Shine and Kat would be remaining in the Las Vegas house. Actually it was Shine’s house, he’d been the one to buy it ten years ago knowing Joseph was planning to change personas the next time he moved. Not that that didn’t make Joseph any less his master, but it had been a bit awkward at first to have Joseph paying him token rent to live there.
The timing of Cole replacing his grandfather as Joseph’s servant and Joseph’s decision to change his persona had been planned soon after Cole had been born. Because of that Cole started spending holidays with his grandfather and his grandfather’s life mate Kat, and Joseph when he turned thirteen. Unlike when Shine had come to serve Joseph, Cole was already comfortable and familiar with his master.
Kat came into the room carrying a sealed box. He grunted as he put it down on top of five others just like it. “We’re going to need more book boxes. That’s only half the office library and there are only two empties left.”
Joseph noticed with approval that Cole added more boxes to the bottom of check list without having to be prompted.
“I’m ready for a beer. Anyone else?” Kat asked everyone.
“Me. Thank you.” Shine answered.
“Me too.” Cole said. He didn’t think anyone would object that he wasn’t twenty-one, and no one did.
“One for me too please.” Joseph added. he might need blood, but he also enjoyed a good brew once in a while.
Kat headed for the kitchen and Shine followed him, “I’ll help.”
It was a little while later when Shine and Kat hadn’t reappeared with the promised beers that Cole went to the kitchen looking for them. Kat had Shine pined against the refrigerator and from the looks of it Shine didn’t mind at all. Kat’s once black hair had turned a steel gray over the years but it still hung in a braid down to the middle of his back. Shine’s hair had stayed white, but he’d let it grow out as long as Kat’s. For a couple of men in their sixties, they still looked pretty damn good, but it wasn’t what the straight teenage boy had been wanted to see. “Gaaa. Don’t you two ever stop?”
“No, they don’t,” came Joseph’s smirked reply coming from behind Cole, startling him. “They’ve just slowed down to only once a day.”
Kat let Shine go with a smug look. Shine, not at all repentant, simply called them both ‘spoil sports’ before getting the beer out of the refrigerator and handing them out.
Back in the main room, packing and sorting continued for a few more hours. It was close to dawn when Joseph called a halt to the packing. “We’ll finish tomorrow. The movers aren’t going to be here for the moving Pods until Wednesday.” The three mortals were quite willing to call it quits for the night. Before they could leave, Joseph stopped Shine with a hand on his shoulder, “Before you go.” Was all he said, but Shine and Kat both knew perfectly well what he wanted.
Shine stood perfectly still as Joseph brushed the hair from his neck before leaning over and sinking his fangs into the waiting neck. Kat had seen this before, lots of times. Though he was a little amused that this time Joseph didn’t do any of the over dramatizing that he’d done the first time he knew Kat was watching. Cole had also seen Joseph feeding from his grandfather before. He wasn’t frightened or anything but it did give him an odd feeling, knowing that soon it would be him standing where Shine was now.
For Shine and Joseph, this was a little bit special. It was the last time that Joseph would be drinking from Shine. Shine was a little sad, but at the same time it was also a great relief to not have to do it again. For Joseph it was the last taste of a favorite drink, like the last bottle of a vintage wine. It was something to be savored. It might have been a little bit longer than usual before Joseph let Shine go and licked his lips clean. “Until tomorrow night then gentlemen.” He said. Looking around he asked before they were out of the room, “Anyone seen the book I was reading?”
The End