Author: willowpowered PM
A sacrifice is made. This is dedicated to everyone over at the Doccubus site who gave me the idea, you guys are awesome.Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Sci-Fi - Bo D. & Lauren - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,327 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 01-11-12 - Published: 01-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7728100
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This story is dedicated to everyone over at the Doccubus site, you guys are awesome.
Everything is one big cluster fuck.
They've tried to tell me a million times. Trick, Dyson and even Lauren – respect Fae customs and follow the rules.
But oh no, I had to be me and fuck up royally. And now, now Kenzi is going to die and it's all my fault.
Working a case I charged in as usual and insulted a Dark Fae Elder. In retribution he's demanded the "sacrifice" of my human.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
In less than 3 hours Kenzi will be executed in a ceremony to restore his reputation and I can't do a damn thing about it.
As per custom, my abilities have been bound until it's over. Look at me, human at last – fuck this.
Everyone else is so damn calm, Trick thinks he's got some kind of plan and Dyson and Lauren took off hours ago.
I'm about to punch something when Dyson and Lauren come through the door.
"Where have you two been?"
Dyson comes and sits next to me at the bar, while Lauren follows Trick down to the other end.
I try to catch what Trick and Lauren are talking about. It looks like Lauren is explaining something to him that he doesn't like.
Yep, he definitely doesn't like it.
What ever they are talking about, Lauren isn't giving up. She is gesturing wildly with her hands in that cute way.
Laurens persistance seems to have paid off as he finally nods his head, but he still doesn't look happy about it.
The ride to the Glasshouse is quiet. I've tried to get Trick to tell me what the grand plan is, but he won't tell me.
"Trust me," he says.
As we enter the main hall I can see Kenzi strapped to a table in the middle of the room. She looks pissed, but also terrified.
Next to Kenzi is a smaller table with a series of syringes on it. My anger gives way to a feeling of helplessness.
The ceremony is about to start when Trick approaches the Dark Fae Elder and requests an audience, which is granted.
Once again I'm stuck too far away to hear what is being said. After what feels like forever the Elder looks over to where we are standing, "you may approach."
Before I can take a step Lauren grabs my arm. Turning to look at her she whispers, "trust me, I know what I'm doing."
Before I can say anything, she is kneeling in front of the the Dark Elder, head bowed.
There is more talk between the Light and Dark Elder. Eventually, the Dark Elder speaks to Lauren, who nods.
As he addresses the audience, the Dark Elder seems pleased with himself, "there has been an agreement reached. The human known as Kenzi is free to go."
I watch in disbelief as two goons untie Kenzi and help her off the table. She is wide eyed and looks at me shaking her head. I'm so relieved, I could cry.
Trick takes her by the arm and leads her to where Dyson, Hale and I are standing.
Kenzi is almost frantic, "Bo, no. You have to stop her."
Before I can ask Kenzi what the hell she's talking about I realise that Lauren is still kneeling before the Dark Elder.
He steps forward and places a hand on her head, "let it show that on this day the human known as Lauren was sacrificed in restitution for wrong doing by the Fae known as Bo."
As my brain tries to process what he just said, Lauren stands and walks towards the table.
I try to speak, to scream, but my words won't come.
Lauren gets up on the table and lays down.
I will myself forward, but my feet won't move.
My head is filled with white noise as the reality of what is about to happen hits me.
Once she is in position, Lauren looks at me, not breaking eye contact as the first needle is injected into her arm.
My heart is raging in my chest, the thought of losing Kenzi drove me crazy, but losing Lauren will break me.
With the last of the injections administered Lauren's eyes begin to close. Her breathing becomes laboured and her body trembles.
As she slips away from me, my anger flares. These fuckers will pay, I will make all of them my bitches. Once the binding is over, I'm going to introduce these assholes to Bo's version of hell.
Lauren cries out and my heart shatters into a million pieces. Her eyes close and her body relaxes, she's gone.