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crossoverficTitle: Strange Little Family
Fandom: Angel/Supernatural
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rosie1234
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Jo/Spike, Illyria
For: theechochorus, galorechallenge
Prompts: Writer’s Choice, hate
Word Count: 353
Summary: “This is the human that you are attached to, Spike? She is quite stunning, I approve.”
Rating: PG-13
“This is the human that you are attached to, Spike? She is quite stunning, I approve.”
Little Jo Harvelle had just finished the wonderful part of dying and becoming a creature of the night just like me, even this lovely soul of mine couldn’t stop me from biting this one, and when she woke up she would not be happy.
(surviving this hell on earth only to turn into the very thing she hunted)
“I wasn’t looking for your approval, Illyria, I already turned this little beauty and now we can live in this hell for eternity.”
Ever since Illyria lost her boy toy, she didn’t show it but he knew that she was hurting inside, she had attached herself to me like glue when all I wanted to do was test out my new toy.
(trying to forget how she was ready to stake me just a moment ago)
“Did she welcome the change?”
“Hell no, she’s a demon hunter so becoming a vampire was the last thing in the world she wanted, but I couldn’t help myself.”
I thought that this sparkly soul of mine would stop me from taking that bite, as she tried to stake the crap out of me without saying hello, but I lost it in that very moment.
“She does look quite biteable, will you be willing to share her?”
She ran those blue finger nails down the poor girls face, waking to Illyria’s face would scare any newbie vampire hunter or not, and I knew that saying no to her wouldn’t stop her.
“Can I stop you from playing with her?”
The only time I saw her smile was at creepily timed moments like this, or when she was ripping me into pieces and laughing along the way, and I knew that this would be some fun.
“Of course not, doggy, I like this one even more then you.”
Right then her eyes opened wide to take in the two creatures she would be spending her remaining days with, being the strong hunter she didn’t let the screams come, yet.
“Hello, darling, ready to play?”
Fandom: Angel/Supernatural
Author:
rosie1234Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Jo/Spike, Illyria
For: theechochorus, galorechallenge
Prompts: Writer’s Choice, hate
Word Count: 353
Summary: “This is the human that you are attached to, Spike? She is quite stunning, I approve.”
Rating: PG-13
“This is the human that you are attached to, Spike? She is quite stunning, I approve.”
Little Jo Harvelle had just finished the wonderful part of dying and becoming a creature of the night just like me, even this lovely soul of mine couldn’t stop me from biting this one, and when she woke up she would not be happy.
(surviving this hell on earth only to turn into the very thing she hunted)
“I wasn’t looking for your approval, Illyria, I already turned this little beauty and now we can live in this hell for eternity.”
Ever since Illyria lost her boy toy, she didn’t show it but he knew that she was hurting inside, she had attached herself to me like glue when all I wanted to do was test out my new toy.
(trying to forget how she was ready to stake me just a moment ago)
“Did she welcome the change?”
“Hell no, she’s a demon hunter so becoming a vampire was the last thing in the world she wanted, but I couldn’t help myself.”
I thought that this sparkly soul of mine would stop me from taking that bite, as she tried to stake the crap out of me without saying hello, but I lost it in that very moment.
“She does look quite biteable, will you be willing to share her?”
She ran those blue finger nails down the poor girls face, waking to Illyria’s face would scare any newbie vampire hunter or not, and I knew that saying no to her wouldn’t stop her.
“Can I stop you from playing with her?”
The only time I saw her smile was at creepily timed moments like this, or when she was ripping me into pieces and laughing along the way, and I knew that this would be some fun.
“Of course not, doggy, I like this one even more then you.”
Right then her eyes opened wide to take in the two creatures she would be spending her remaining days with, being the strong hunter she didn’t let the screams come, yet.
“Hello, darling, ready to play?”
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