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fan_flashworks2019-02-28 08:48 pm
prisca) wrote in fan_flashworks2019-02-28 08:48 pm
Entry tags:
Amnesty - Monsters: IZombie: FanFic: His true self
Title: His true self
Fandom: IZombie
Characters: Liv Moore, Blaine DeBeers
Rating: R
Words: 300
Challenge 255: Amnesty and Extra Challenge Bingo: Monsters (for 'any prompt')
Also fills a the prompt 'cull' for100_fandoms
As ever Blaine looked as if nothing could bother him; the long legs stretched out, a smug grin on his lips. And as ever Liv suddenly felt the urge to strangle him. „How can you still enjoy yourself, after all you have done,“ she asked. „You destroyed the lives of so many people; you killed innocent kids.“
Blaine sipped at his Whiskey. „I wouldn't call it killing. It was more like culling pigs; the weak and sick ones have to go to assure the survival of the fittest. Without businessmen like me, everything would have gotten out of control long ago. And the zombies would rule the town.“
„Do you believe your own words?“
The blunt disdain in Liv' voice made him cringe inwardly. He stared at his now empty glass. Usually he didn't care much what others thought about him. But with Liv it had always been different. Maybe it was because she had been the first one he had turned into a zombie. Maybe it was because she was different from anyone else he had ever met, as a zombie and as a man.
She had learned to live as a zombie without harming other people. He had never wasted a moments thought on the lives he destroyed. It had been so easy; he only had to find a fitting brain by a ruthless, brutal monster. Only one bite of it and all the twinges of conscience he might have had did vanish into thin air.
He grabbed for the bottle of Whiskey to pour in another one; raised a toast to her. „Here's to you,“ he said, „and to life!“
Now he was human again, because of Liv, and it got more and more difficult to escape his nightmares. But this was something he would never admit.
Fandom: IZombie
Characters: Liv Moore, Blaine DeBeers
Rating: R
Words: 300
Challenge 255: Amnesty and Extra Challenge Bingo: Monsters (for 'any prompt')
Also fills a the prompt 'cull' for
100_fandomsAs ever Blaine looked as if nothing could bother him; the long legs stretched out, a smug grin on his lips. And as ever Liv suddenly felt the urge to strangle him. „How can you still enjoy yourself, after all you have done,“ she asked. „You destroyed the lives of so many people; you killed innocent kids.“
Blaine sipped at his Whiskey. „I wouldn't call it killing. It was more like culling pigs; the weak and sick ones have to go to assure the survival of the fittest. Without businessmen like me, everything would have gotten out of control long ago. And the zombies would rule the town.“
„Do you believe your own words?“
The blunt disdain in Liv' voice made him cringe inwardly. He stared at his now empty glass. Usually he didn't care much what others thought about him. But with Liv it had always been different. Maybe it was because she had been the first one he had turned into a zombie. Maybe it was because she was different from anyone else he had ever met, as a zombie and as a man.
She had learned to live as a zombie without harming other people. He had never wasted a moments thought on the lives he destroyed. It had been so easy; he only had to find a fitting brain by a ruthless, brutal monster. Only one bite of it and all the twinges of conscience he might have had did vanish into thin air.
He grabbed for the bottle of Whiskey to pour in another one; raised a toast to her. „Here's to you,“ he said, „and to life!“
Now he was human again, because of Liv, and it got more and more difficult to escape his nightmares. But this was something he would never admit.