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Quicksand
A ficlet.
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still_grrr had a "True Lies" challenge, and I decided to go with a character I don't use very much...
Quicksand
Once upon a time, there was a girl.
She was not an ordinary girl: she had strength, and speed, and great skill. And they watched and wondered, and they called her the Slayer.
Fact: the Slayer does not exist.
She was born out of great magics, and appointed the protector of all people.
Fact: magic does not exist.
And those people? They didn’t exist either.
She was a hunter, a killer of vampires,
Vampires do exist.
chosen to stop the spread of their evil and bring freedom to the land.
This land is the property of the United States of America.
As each Slayer died, a new Slayer was called.
Fact: you will not die. Because you are an American. And your country protects its citizens.
One day, the Slayer was called to a centre of mystical energy, where great forces were unleashed.
Fact: this region contains a higher number of Hostile Sub-Terrestrials per square mile than any other location we are monitoring.
And she fought, and died, and fought yet again, thwarting fate, prophecy, and the plans of evil men.
We have a state-of-the-art facility, containing many specially trained field agents. We are really cool.
And she fell in love,
We have kick-ass weapons, too.
with a vampire.
They are animals.
A vampire who had been cursed with a soul,
Vampires are just animals.
and was doomed to spend eternity regretting all the evil he had done.
Fact: there is good. And there is evil.
Eventually, the Slayer was forced to kill him, despite their love.
Fact: vampires must be eliminated. They are evil.
It was a great tragedy.
We are the United States Government. We are good.
And now, she is alone once again. She has no Watcher, no lover, and very little future. But she fights, and dreams, and asks many questions about the great mysteries of our world:
Fact: there are no mysteries. You should always follow orders – that’s the right thing to do.
And please save all questions until the end.
Can a Slayer have friends?
The Slayer does not exist.
Can someone evil become good?
Evil must be eliminated or controlled.
Is an alliance with a vampire a good idea?
Vampires are animals.
Should you really be doing that spell?
Spells do not exist.
Does killing people change you?
Look at all our awesome weapons.
And, did she kill Professor Walsh? Or did the professor try to kill her?
I… don’t know…
Funny, that.
Or maybe just pathetic.
You thought you knew – what was true. What was real. You had it all worked out.
And then came the girl, the day, the death, the HST hiding in plain sight, the questions, and suddenly reality is all mixed up with stories, and the truth might just be lies after all.
You don’t know.
You really don’t know anymore.
And all you can do is clutch this scarf, this piece of the girl who loves you, and hope that in the morning there will be answers…
still_grrr had a "True Lies" challenge, and I decided to go with a character I don't use very much...Quicksand
Once upon a time, there was a girl.
She was not an ordinary girl: she had strength, and speed, and great skill. And they watched and wondered, and they called her the Slayer.
Fact: the Slayer does not exist.
She was born out of great magics, and appointed the protector of all people.
Fact: magic does not exist.
And those people? They didn’t exist either.
She was a hunter, a killer of vampires,
Vampires do exist.
chosen to stop the spread of their evil and bring freedom to the land.
This land is the property of the United States of America.
As each Slayer died, a new Slayer was called.
Fact: you will not die. Because you are an American. And your country protects its citizens.
One day, the Slayer was called to a centre of mystical energy, where great forces were unleashed.
Fact: this region contains a higher number of Hostile Sub-Terrestrials per square mile than any other location we are monitoring.
And she fought, and died, and fought yet again, thwarting fate, prophecy, and the plans of evil men.
We have a state-of-the-art facility, containing many specially trained field agents. We are really cool.
And she fell in love,
We have kick-ass weapons, too.
with a vampire.
They are animals.
A vampire who had been cursed with a soul,
Vampires are just animals.
and was doomed to spend eternity regretting all the evil he had done.
Fact: there is good. And there is evil.
Eventually, the Slayer was forced to kill him, despite their love.
Fact: vampires must be eliminated. They are evil.
It was a great tragedy.
We are the United States Government. We are good.
And now, she is alone once again. She has no Watcher, no lover, and very little future. But she fights, and dreams, and asks many questions about the great mysteries of our world:
Fact: there are no mysteries. You should always follow orders – that’s the right thing to do.
And please save all questions until the end.
Can a Slayer have friends?
The Slayer does not exist.
Can someone evil become good?
Evil must be eliminated or controlled.
Is an alliance with a vampire a good idea?
Vampires are animals.
Should you really be doing that spell?
Spells do not exist.
Does killing people change you?
Look at all our awesome weapons.
And, did she kill Professor Walsh? Or did the professor try to kill her?
I… don’t know…
Funny, that.
Or maybe just pathetic.
You thought you knew – what was true. What was real. You had it all worked out.
And then came the girl, the day, the death, the HST hiding in plain sight, the questions, and suddenly reality is all mixed up with stories, and the truth might just be lies after all.
You don’t know.
You really don’t know anymore.
And all you can do is clutch this scarf, this piece of the girl who loves you, and hope that in the morning there will be answers…
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And now I've got the strangest urge to write Riley!fic. I think I'll go have a nap until the urge passes.
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I think I'll go have a nap until the urge passes.
All urges to write Riley!fic should be resisted. No good can come of it...
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Actually, right now I'm covered in bunnies. Bunnies are evil.
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I get a lot of joy out of confusion...
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Your ficlet creates a great deal of compassion for Riley and what he is uncovering.
You thought you knew – what was true. What was real. You had it all worked out.
Well done!
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I do feel kind of sorry for Riley at that point - his entire world is collapsing.
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My heart is making with the sympathy, and I don't even like Riley. (Although possibly, that can be at least partially attributed to your Vegemite effect..)
The contrast you built up between what he was always taught, and all the moral-gray area that was revealed to him was beautifully executed. I especially liked your brainwashy!government voice.
Very nice.
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I don't really like Riley much either (definitely some Vegemite going on there...), but I was watching that bit of season 4, and he just looked so confused, and I really wanted to give him a big hug...
Except I can't hug him, because he's in America, and he's all fictional... so I wrote this instead.
I'm glad you liked it.
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I especially likes this:
Does killing people change you?
Look at all our awesome weapons.
Let me suggest another "couplet" that might logically follow:
Do I know what a person is?
I will obey all orders of my superior officers.
Good story.
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Do I know what a person is?
I will obey all orders of my superior officers.
Ooh... Awesome...