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Hi guys!

Today I went to see the kids' concert before the school is over, because my godchild was playing. It was exhausting XD We were in a very small auditorium filled with parents, but the kids were so cute and she was very precise. Adorable. While I was waiting for the concert to start I wrote this thing.

Another prompt featuring Dru, because it just seems to be easier to write about her, but I'm working on the other prompts too, don't worry. (Actually this is mostly Angel than Dru, but anyway) I really hope you like the result.

Many thanks to my beta carlyinrome who corrected the first draft and the second in something like 5 minutes.

Drusilla and shanshued!Angel for rbfvid


Beautiful Butterflies

The sun was setting on the horizon, beyond the silver moon and intermittent redness of Leda and Danae. Angel was looking at it, his dark eyes full of wonder, reflecting the glow of the light, while relaxing on the rocking chair.

It was six o’clock of the afternoon and the blue curtains of the intergalactic shield that protected the Earth were miraculously lowered. No incoming danger on the planet.

Angel remembered calling Connor and then Liam and then Faith.

“There is no one left to call?” A woman’s voice, thin and soft.

Angel didn’t have to force his memory. Nothing could ever make him forget his greatest sin, his masterpiece. He cracked a wry smile, a tired smile, and turned to Drusilla, who was still at the edge of the patio.

“There would be Connor and little Darla, but it’s difficult to talk to them. They hardly know me ...”

“Oh,” she breathed. “It’s always difficult when it comes to Granny, isn’t it?”

Angel rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh.

“You can come here,” he said.

There were tiny boxes full of pills and an oxygen tank just purchased, leftovers from the previous dinner and bottles of the new water approved by the Ministry.

Dru peered over them with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. She was still wearing beautiful clothes made of dark silk in spite of the new fashion trends, and her face was the same, pale and cold.

“Are you at the end of the road?” she asked, fiddling with the oxygen mask. It was odd looking and reminded her of the dolls.

“I’m at the end of the road,” Angel confirmed.

“And did you get the prize you wanted so badly?”

“Yes, I’ve got it.”

It was strange the mercy of a sadistic and insane vampire. Like the snow on Christmas Eve in California.

Drusilla’s kisses were different, more delicate and chaste. The vampire seemed to realize that she was with a different man.

“You’ve changed; they have transformed you. Just like me.” She pressed her fingers on his pulse. “Beautiful butterflies!” She laughed.

Angel frowned – I’m not like you at all! – but he bit his lip and offered his neck. When Drusilla’s canines sank into his flesh, he let out a distressed groan.

“Not here,” he said. “Not inside, please.”

“Can’t you see the stars?”

“No. No, I can’t ...”

Drusilla pouted, puzzled.

“Out on the porch swing, then.”

Leda and Danae were shining like fire and behind them there was the moon and the stars.

In the arms of Drusilla, death giver, Angel gazed at them, his eyes filled with wonder.


( 18 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 28th, 2015 10:20 pm (UTC)
Wow! This is very powerful!

May. 28th, 2015 10:21 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm so glad that you like it!
May. 28th, 2015 11:55 pm (UTC)
Lovely! This made me feel happy and sad at the same time.
May. 29th, 2015 12:16 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you like it. It's bittersweet.
May. 29th, 2015 04:51 am (UTC)
Oh my gosh I'm getting shivers reading this, Kiki! THis is one of your loveliest stories yet, more please?
May. 29th, 2015 12:17 pm (UTC)
Well, there are more prompts coming and another one already done. (You can see the list here: http://kikimay.livejournal.com/134728.html)

I'm glad you like this one!
May. 29th, 2015 06:39 am (UTC)
"Nothing could ever make him forget his greatest sin, his masterpiece." Love hits <3
And the ending is just lovely. Greatly written, too! ^^
May. 29th, 2015 12:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much!
May. 29th, 2015 09:08 am (UTC)
Oh, it's amazing! It's better than anything I could ever hope for!
May. 29th, 2015 12:18 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm so glad you're pleased with the result!
May. 29th, 2015 01:17 pm (UTC)
Really well done. I especially liked Dru referring to Angel's pulse as butterflies. I thought that captured Dru to a T.
May. 29th, 2015 06:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I love to write about Dru!
May. 29th, 2015 02:40 pm (UTC)
</3 </3 </3 Compelling stuff, as ever.
May. 29th, 2015 06:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Apparently I like to kill Angel.
May. 30th, 2015 10:53 pm (UTC)
This was both lovely and sad. Well done.
Jun. 3rd, 2015 04:09 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Jun. 16th, 2015 06:09 pm (UTC)
Beautiful and heart touching. And you leave it so open, did Drusilla give him eternal rest or return him to eternal life? You call her Drusilla, Death Giver so one can hope it was rest but the title is still ambiguous.
Jun. 16th, 2015 06:17 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm so glad you like it.

I wanted to make clear the ambiguity, but then I thought that maybe it was best to leave it to the reader's interpretation. For me she's acting with mercy, so I think eternal rest (Since Angel would suffer to live again with his loved ones) but any interpretation is fine.
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