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crossoverfic2011-06-10 03:29 pm
rosie1234.livejournal.com) wrote in crossoverfic2011-06-10 03:29 pm
Entry tags:
Princess of Mine; One Tree Hill/Dollhouse; Peyton/Alpha; PG-13
Title: Princess of Mine
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Dollhouse
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rosie1234
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Peyton/Alpha
For: 25crossovers
Prompt: Gun
Word Count: 249
Summary: “Princess, why don’t you point that gun at that horrible little handler of yours instead of your king, how about that?”
Rating: PG-13
“Princess, why don’t you point that gun at that horrible little handler of yours instead of your king, how about that?”
The gun was burning into the palm of my hand, waiting silently to bring death to someone in this deadly dollhouse of theirs, and right now it was busy staring down the master of knifes himself.
(who once said he wanted to sink the blade in my lovely cheeks but could never bring himself to do so)
Waking up was both horrible and marvelous at the same time, opening my eyes to sickness that has settled into this house of mine, but it might turn out deadly for them.
“Will you take me out of this place, Alpha?”
I pointed the gun at my handler, the one who had pulled me into this horrible world without a second thought, watching Alpha for traces of his many other personalities.
“I’ve been dying to get you out of this hell hole for so long, Sawyer, you have no idea.”
He reached out his hand to take my own, with a grin most would say was filled to the top with crazy but I could see something honest beneath that, and I did not hesitate to grab hold of it.
(remembering the days we spent as someone else but never forgetting each other)
I slipped the unused gun in the back of my jeans, ignoring my handler’s begging as I locked my fingers with his and walked out of this birdcage.
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Dollhouse
Author:
rosie1234Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Peyton/Alpha
For: 25crossovers
Prompt: Gun
Word Count: 249
Summary: “Princess, why don’t you point that gun at that horrible little handler of yours instead of your king, how about that?”
Rating: PG-13
“Princess, why don’t you point that gun at that horrible little handler of yours instead of your king, how about that?”
The gun was burning into the palm of my hand, waiting silently to bring death to someone in this deadly dollhouse of theirs, and right now it was busy staring down the master of knifes himself.
(who once said he wanted to sink the blade in my lovely cheeks but could never bring himself to do so)
Waking up was both horrible and marvelous at the same time, opening my eyes to sickness that has settled into this house of mine, but it might turn out deadly for them.
“Will you take me out of this place, Alpha?”
I pointed the gun at my handler, the one who had pulled me into this horrible world without a second thought, watching Alpha for traces of his many other personalities.
“I’ve been dying to get you out of this hell hole for so long, Sawyer, you have no idea.”
He reached out his hand to take my own, with a grin most would say was filled to the top with crazy but I could see something honest beneath that, and I did not hesitate to grab hold of it.
(remembering the days we spent as someone else but never forgetting each other)
I slipped the unused gun in the back of my jeans, ignoring my handler’s begging as I locked my fingers with his and walked out of this birdcage.