Fic: The Chase
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jedi_of_urthTitle: The Chase
Author:jedi_of_urth
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Characters/Pairings: Elijah, others, bring your own ship goggles (but slanted to Elijah/Elena)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 411
Prompt/Summary:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
vd_kink prompt, Elijah/Elena(/Katherine/Tatia) - Elijah dreams while he's in the dagger-induced sleep.
Disclaimer: TVD still isn’t mine
Author's Notes/Warnings (fic): In spite of being a kink fill, not kinky at all, unbetaed, specific spoilers through the end of season 2, plus Tatia’s name.
He’s in the wild, untamed wilderness of America when only the natives and a few settlers who would never be remembered had lived there. The trees grow thick and barely controlled by the small population.
He chases after Tatia, as he always did in life. She was as untamed as the wilderness they lived in. Sometimes she stops and waits until he catches sight of her only to run away again. It’s a game to her, one he will never win, never could have won if he’s honest with himself about who she was.
The wild woods give way to cultured English gardens and now it’s Katerina running from him. He jogs after her, not really caring if he catches her. He’s wiser now and knows that even if he does catch her it means the end of their game.
But when he does grow close her face changes into a vampire’s shape and with a vampire’s sped she runs away faster than before. This isn’t a game and now he chases her in earnest. The changing world flies past him as he runs after his prey until he’s back in the Virginian woods.
He watches helplessly as Klaus sinks his teeth into the neck of the only doppelganger who knew enough of love and honor to let herself be caught. He can only watch as she falls to the ground, dead.
“You promised to love me,” Tatia taunts him, dancing around him trying to recapture his attention, only interested now because his focus isn’t on her.
“You promised to catch me,” Katerina says, but the sounds of her flight reach his ears almost as soon as the words do; she’ll run all the faster knowing he won’t be following.
He waits for Elena to remind him of the promises he made her that he failed to keep, but she remains still and lifeless on the ground. Every second her heart doesn’t beat nor her lungs draw breath cuts deeper than the taunts of her predecessors.
Wake up and tell me I failed you, he silently begs her. Just come back. She doesn’t move, and he can’t move until she does.
Come back to me.
The world goes black; he’d forgotten about Klaus and that damned dagger. And then he’s back in the wilderness of his youth. He’s always running toward women with the same face; one to catch, one to kill, and one to save. He never manages to succeed.
Author:
jedi_of_urthFandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Characters/Pairings: Elijah, others, bring your own ship goggles (but slanted to Elijah/Elena)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 411
Prompt/Summary:
vd_kink prompt, Elijah/Elena(/Katherine/Tatia) - Elijah dreams while he's in the dagger-induced sleep.Disclaimer: TVD still isn’t mine
Author's Notes/Warnings (fic): In spite of being a kink fill, not kinky at all, unbetaed, specific spoilers through the end of season 2, plus Tatia’s name.
He’s in the wild, untamed wilderness of America when only the natives and a few settlers who would never be remembered had lived there. The trees grow thick and barely controlled by the small population.
He chases after Tatia, as he always did in life. She was as untamed as the wilderness they lived in. Sometimes she stops and waits until he catches sight of her only to run away again. It’s a game to her, one he will never win, never could have won if he’s honest with himself about who she was.
The wild woods give way to cultured English gardens and now it’s Katerina running from him. He jogs after her, not really caring if he catches her. He’s wiser now and knows that even if he does catch her it means the end of their game.
But when he does grow close her face changes into a vampire’s shape and with a vampire’s sped she runs away faster than before. This isn’t a game and now he chases her in earnest. The changing world flies past him as he runs after his prey until he’s back in the Virginian woods.
He watches helplessly as Klaus sinks his teeth into the neck of the only doppelganger who knew enough of love and honor to let herself be caught. He can only watch as she falls to the ground, dead.
“You promised to love me,” Tatia taunts him, dancing around him trying to recapture his attention, only interested now because his focus isn’t on her.
“You promised to catch me,” Katerina says, but the sounds of her flight reach his ears almost as soon as the words do; she’ll run all the faster knowing he won’t be following.
He waits for Elena to remind him of the promises he made her that he failed to keep, but she remains still and lifeless on the ground. Every second her heart doesn’t beat nor her lungs draw breath cuts deeper than the taunts of her predecessors.
Wake up and tell me I failed you, he silently begs her. Just come back. She doesn’t move, and he can’t move until she does.
Come back to me.
The world goes black; he’d forgotten about Klaus and that damned dagger. And then he’s back in the wilderness of his youth. He’s always running toward women with the same face; one to catch, one to kill, and one to save. He never manages to succeed.
