Title: Fate
Author: vinniebatman
Fandom: AtS
Rating/Warnings: Teen, Character death, angst
Prompt: #36, "Death Must Be So Beautiful" ~ Oscar Wilde from
fanfic_fiesta.
Disclaimer: I hired a pack of ninjas to kidnap the owners; they were threatened with hot poker torture, chainsaws, and an exorcism. I now own all. Thank you. *Doctor's Note: Patient exhibits delusions of grandeur and any claims of ownership are pure fantasy. No harm is meant. Seriously, it's better than her throwing rocks at people.*
Summary: Despite all his strength, there is one reason above all the pushes him toward survival.
Wordcount: A true 100 word drabble.
A/N: Sometimes I make up characters that I don't plan on ever writing. While creating one, I came up with a specific idea, a fear that I wanted to use, which led to the creation of this. Also, any character judgments made aren't my opinion of said character, but rather are his own feelings regarding himself.
Author: vinniebatman
Fandom: AtS
Rating/Warnings: Teen, Character death, angst
Prompt: #36, "Death Must Be So Beautiful" ~ Oscar Wilde from
Disclaimer: I hired a pack of ninjas to kidnap the owners; they were threatened with hot poker torture, chainsaws, and an exorcism. I now own all. Thank you. *Doctor's Note: Patient exhibits delusions of grandeur and any claims of ownership are pure fantasy. No harm is meant. Seriously, it's better than her throwing rocks at people.*
Summary: Despite all his strength, there is one reason above all the pushes him toward survival.
Wordcount: A true 100 word drabble.
A/N: Sometimes I make up characters that I don't plan on ever writing. While creating one, I came up with a specific idea, a fear that I wanted to use, which led to the creation of this. Also, any character judgments made aren't my opinion of said character, but rather are his own feelings regarding himself.
Death coats the alley in blood, dust and ichor. Angel's fingers scrabble over the slick, uneven asphault, pulling his broken body toward the shadows. It would be so easy to collapse and let the sun burn him to ash, dust and beautiful oblivion. Connor is living the life he deserves. And those Angel cares for have all died or forgotten him. It would be so easy. But it's not out of love and nobility that he claws his way forward. He's a coward. terrified of the uncertainty of death, too weak to face an eternity in Hell.
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Date: 2007-07-27 08:49 pm (UTC)Gabrielle
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Date: 2007-07-27 08:53 pm (UTC)Thanks, I'm glad you liked it.
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Date: 2007-07-27 09:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-27 11:33 pm (UTC)Wow, thanks, I'm very flattered, especially since it's coming from one of the writers I greatly admire.
I'm not a big angst person, so it usually comes out in drabbles and ficlets.
Thank you so much for the feedback.
Alice
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Date: 2007-07-28 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-01 09:55 pm (UTC)It was for Angel the Series, which I didn't see too much of.
But thanks so much for the FB!
::leers at your McShep icon::
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Date: 2007-08-02 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-02 05:50 pm (UTC)I'm glad you thought it up to snuff.
And where the hell did that term even come from?
Anywhoo, thanks!
::hugs::
Alice
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Date: 2007-08-02 06:18 pm (UTC)I am not sure where that phrase came from so I looked it up.
http://www.worldwidewords.org/qa/qa-upt1.htm
http://www.randomhouse.com/wotd/?date=19960712
because I don't want to type up fanfics right this second...heehee
you're welcome again love
::hugs::
-A
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Date: 2007-08-19 10:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-20 04:15 pm (UTC)I think even while he signed away the sanshu, he was still thinking that perhaps his redemption would at least earn him heaven.
I'm glad you liked it (at least that's what I gathered from the "wow").
::hugs and eskimo kisses::
Alice
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Date: 2009-11-29 11:03 pm (UTC)You go from the dignified elegance of: Death coats the alley in blood, dust and ichor. Angel's fingers scrabble over the slick, uneven asphault, pulling his broken body toward the shadows. It would be so easy to collapse and let the sun burn him to ash, dust and beautiful oblivion. Connor is living the life he deserves. And those Angel cares for have all died or forgotten him. It would be so easy.
And leave us not with the expected sort of platitudes, to the effect of "he'll soldier one because the only thing that matters is what he does. No, you hit us like a pork-chop between the eyes, with:
But it's not out of love and nobility that he claws his way forward. He's a coward. terrified of the uncertainty of death, too weak to face an eternity in Hell.
With Angel's ultimate cowardice.
So better, ironic and perfectly done. Another one goes into memories. Fantastic!
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Date: 2009-11-30 04:59 am (UTC)*shrugs*
Whatevs.
~Alice~