Pairings: Oh, the usual, 1x2/2x1, 3x4/4x3... probably... eventually... maybe?
Archiving: If you don't have previous permission, please ask.
Rating: R so far, for cussing. Will adjust this if needed in future.
Notes: This is a sort of crossover with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'm using concepts from that universe, but at the moment, no characters.
I'm trying something different for this. I usually write a story, then break it up into parts. Well, this time, I'm going to write small parts and just keep going until the story is done. Want to find out if this will work better for me, see if I can finish the story quicker. I have one GW story that I adore writing, but it's taking frickin' forever, and the end is no where in sight.
It takes me forever to come up with story titles. This title is from a CD I grabbed at random, which was James Bond Theme Songs. It from the lyrics for Goldeneye.
comet: I know this wasn't the crossover you were looking for, or even one of the stories you wanted me to do, but I hope you like it anyway!
"Can you smell the fear? Isn't it delicious?" the obvious leader of the things holding the restuarant hostage mused aloud.
The five Gundam pilots tensed, all but Duo reaching for a hidden weapon. They slowly eased their hands away from the hidden guns and knives when Duo shook his head and a few of the vampires turned their way.
"But, we want to eat!" one of the creatures whined.
"In a moment," the leader snapped, glaring at the whiner, who cringed back.
One of the creatures wandered aimlessly around the room, sniffing the air at random intervals and staring at the frightened customers. "There are death givers here."
"What are you babbling about now, Jordan?" the leader asked, now watching the vampire wander the room.
Stopping at the table the Gundam pilots were sitting at, the vampire stared. "These. They reek of death and blood. Lots of it. But, they're human."
"Woopee. Can we eat?" one of the minions watching the door asked. "I'm hungry!"
Jordan sniffed the air. "They aren't afraid. No one at this table smells of fear." He stared intently at Heero and Trowa, who both glared back, Wufei, who started to growl softly, and then Quatre, who cringed back slightly at the sheer wrongness of the vampire. "Those three are plain killers." Pointing to Quatre, Jordan continued, "This one, he feels the death he causes." Turning to Duo, he stared a moment at the braided teenager before his eyes widened and his face morphed back to its human guise. He started to gasp for breath as he backpedaled, falling backwards over the corner of an empty table.
"What the hell's your problem?" the leader asked.
"It's him! The High Lord!" Jordan exclaimed, looking up at Duo from his sprawl on the floor, his face screwed up in utter terror.
"What the hell is he on about?" one of the group of vampires asked. "Who's the High Lord?"
"You've finally destroyed what was left of your brain, Jordan," the leader snorted.
"Don't destory me, please, don't destroy me," Jordan pleaded, still in the same position as before.
"Jordan, hello!" One of the vampires guarding the door said, stepping forward. "That's our food. Food doesn't destroy what eats it."
"I don't know," Duo spoke, his voice calm and ice cold. "You'd be surprised what this 'food' could do."
The vampires, except Jordan, all laughed. "Please, kid. Unless you're hiding a high powered sun lamp under that priest's collar of yours, we have nothing to fear from you."
"You don't get it! He can kill us with a word!" Jordan exclaimed, starting to crawl backwards, away from Duo.
"What the hell is he talking about?" Wufei asked quietly, but forcefully.
"Shhh... stay out of this, Wufei," Duo replied, just as quietly.
"Then, we'll just tear his tongue out." The leader stalked over and sniffed the air. "But, he doesn't smell of magic."
"This has gone on long enough," Duo said.
"I agree," the leader replied before turning to his followers. "Now you can eat."
End notes:
1) Ooooo! Getting interesting, ne? Well, I know I'm having fun.
C&C always greatly appreciated.