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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - HORROR
It isn't what it always seems in the grand arena. A one shot of the second-to-last scene in the BDM. 360-ish words. RATED FOR LANGUAGE and REFERENCES TO GORE A/N I am keenly interested in any emotional reactions or thoughts regarding this piece. All feedback will receive prompt and appreciative replies. Thanks for reading.
A one shot of the second-to-last scene in the BDM. 360-ish words.
RATED FOR LANGUAGE and REFERENCES TO GORE
A/N I am keenly interested in any emotional reactions or thoughts regarding this piece. All feedback will receive prompt and appreciative replies. Thanks for reading.
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 2539 RATING: 9 SERIES: FIREFLY
He was shaking. He couldn’t stop the rifle from shaking as he aimed at the wall exploding into dusty flechettes.
They were chasing the Reavers, who had come and howled for the blood and wept for the beauty of shivering organs
so succulent and ripe and warm they scalded going down. The Reavers had engulfed them, destroying them as they
waited to take down one puny little shit fleabag but they weren’t alone and the Reavers followed and the fleabag got
away. *STAND DOWN DROP YOUR WEAPONS*
They didn’t want to win they didn’t even know who we are we are nothing but
lust and death and the sound oh God that sound *EVACUATE* that ripping of metal flesh but we aren’t dead and
everyone is violently happy and screaming. Impaling their victim with their own limbs and falling falling while
teeth ripped out throats not caring about the ground.
Alliance ships fled, Alliance troops dying without knowing
or caring that it was a gory sort of turnabout is fair play oh god this isn’t fair. They had made it to the
compound, carefully circumventing the shattered body of an eviscerated fleabag. They had orders and orders *DO WE
HAVE A KILL ORDER* and nothing made sense but their orders which were slippery words and blank eyes that saw nothing
but orders. His career meant freedom from the perfect shiny blindness of the eyeless of the Core and aspiring to
something greater like Reavers that could chew out your eyes oh God let it all be stories and I didn’t sign up for
this shit please don’t let me die.
The wall was gone and there were Reavers everywhere and he screamed and his
team screamed with him and wished they could fire, *PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN NOW*, what the hell is she is she a
Reaver? The rifles shook and the voices screamed and he called to his commanding officer for a kill order a second
time. Do we shoot? *WE WILL SHOOT*. She is only one is SHE why we’re here chasing Reavers? She can’t be it
she has blood oh God all over her but I can’t shoot a girl but the Reavers are dead and what happened to the fucking
Reavers shoot her shoot her shoot her oh fuck SHE----.
“Stand Down, stand down. It’s finished.”
COMMENTS
Wednesday, March 8, 2006 9:37 PM
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