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Humanoid Album Review

Thu, 24 Dec 2009 20:16:16 GMT

Hey everyone! Merry Christmas- for Christmas i know i am getting the album Humanoid by Tokio Hotel and tracked down the songs on Youtube to listen to them...here's what i thought!

Noise- i really like this one...when listening to it I associate it with THTV since its played in the background sometimes...Bill's voice is amazing on it...the beat is very catchy and it would be amazing to see live!

Darkside of the Sun- Amazing! Loving it- I kinda imagine the boys walking around a abandoned house trying to find one another and not been able to until they go outside and its all abandoned there too... The song is just fun!

Automatic- First song I ever listened to- its how i got into TH! Love how Bill's looks in the vid! The song is simple in lyrics but they turn it into something great with Bill's vocals and the beat with it....

World Behind My Wall- OMG! That video was amazing to this video! I nearly cried- so simple but powerful! The clips of them hanging out where brilliant- Bill sleeping was probably one of my fav bits- along with Tom flipping Bill off in the car...and Bill looked amazing while singing- and gerog and tom singing backup! -flails- The whole song is meaningful and wonderful...one of my favourites on the album!

Humanoid- I love this song- though I prefer it in german...don't know why....Lol!

Forever Now- I like this song- mainly because its not as heavy (dont know how to explain it) as the others...it makes me think of Vampires...the whole forever thing...

Pain Of Love- Definatly makes me think of DracoHarry (im a HP Slash nut Lol)...Ive actually started making a video to the song for them...this is quickly becoming one of my favs on the album...

Dogs Unleashed- Werewolves...enough said...

Human Connect to Human- Prefer the german version- it sounds better...

Hey You- Anthem-like- it would be amazing to listen to live!

Love and Death- Torn- i didn't really like it at first- but its growing on me

Zoom Into Me- Beautiful!

These ones are not on the version i bought but i tracked them down on Youtube-

Down on You- Love it- it makes me think of a secret relationship for some reason...

That Day- This is one of my favs...makes me think of John Winchester (Supernatural) for some reason- that fact that he never gets over his wives death...

Phantom Rider- Love it- makes me wonder how they would do it as a vid- maybe with motorcycles...

In Your Shadow- Pretty- makes me really think about the twins...and the band as a whole...they all compliment each other well...

If you have any thoughts on the album then let me know- though please only respond if you have some constructive to say and not to bash the band...

I highly recommend this album to everyone!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Link to Tokio Hotel on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/user/tokiohotelchannel

Story help!

Thu, 24 Dec 2009 17:38:52 GMT

First of all, Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it!

In a story I am writing their will be a dance between two of the characters- and i need some help with how to write the dance- phrases and such which would work...any words to avoid...its meant to be a very romantic dance- one which shows to people how close the characters are...

This is the song its to:

Finding Out (Angel/Leverage Oneshot)

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 18:36:25 GMT

A/N: This is a Leverage/Angel One-shot. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Rating: Teen Author: Touch of the Wind Pairings: None at the Moment Summary: First of a 9 Part Series. Connor and Illyria are trying to move on after NFA- a trip to the hospital reveals some startling news though. Connor has another Father! Dedication: DemonChildeKyra- Merry Christmas!

Finding Out

Hardison sat typing as he heard the phone ring in Nate’s office. They had just moved to Portland after reuniting- they all wanted a fresh start. Sophie was at an audition while Parker was testing some of her equipment on the roof. Nate was in his office looking for potential clients while Eliot was doing his own job out of town- though Parker said he was visiting his sister.

A crash in Nate’s office mad Hardison jump and look at the closed door of the office a few moments later the door was pulled open and Nate stepped out looking pale.

“Nate, man, are you ok?” Hardison asked.

“The police just rang- I need to go to hospital,” Nate answered while trying to pull his jacket on.

“Hospital? Why? Is it Sophie? Eliot? Parker?” Hardison questioned quickly feeling his heartbeat thudding in his chest as nausea rose in his stomach.

“No- the police said they have my son there,” Nate replied stopping Hardison in his tracks. Hardison eyed Nate curiously wondering whether his boss had finally lost it.

“Nate- Sam is dead…and I didn’t think you had any other children,” Hardison said softly.

“No- I don’t know this kid…but they said they ran his DNA through the system because he had no ID on him. They managed to get a hit for a parent- me,” Nate explained as he grabbed his keys and headed towards the door, “from what they said the kid has been hurt by a suspect who was trying to flee custody so he is in the hospital.”

“Ok, what do you need me to do?” Hardison inquired.

“Hack into the police records- the hospital records and find out if this is true. If it is- try and find out more about this kid,” Nate said as he pulled the door open and walked outside leaving Hardison staring after him.

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Connor breathed steadily as he raised his arms, ignoring the twinge of pain that shot through his ribs. He felt fingers touching his now stitched up forehead. Connor’s eyes were fixed on ‘Fred’…after the battle in LA Illyria had come to Connor stating that he would be her guide now. Everyone else was dead.

They had travelled together for six months- fighting demons while Connor taught her about things…though he was still convinced he was a bad choice for this whole guide thing. Connor had two lives- one where he was raised in a Hell dimension and another where he was tossed around the Foster System after his Mother had died.

Connor was 17 now and had run from the Foster family (the Reilly’s) he had been placed with when his real memories had appeared. Connor had gone to LA to confront Angel and stayed for a while- until the Senior Partners attacked. Angel had forced him to leave before the battle. Connor had run till he ended up in Portland and shortly after Illyria had shown up.

Connor and Illyria shared an apartment which had roof access. Connor suspected that she threatened their landlord to get the apartment for such a low price. When Connor was at work she would research the History books and surf the web finding answers to her questions.

It appeared that when LA fell no-one remembered Connor in his ‘new’ life…any records of Connor Reilly in the Foster System didn’t exist…and the only record of Connor Angel was his check-up at birth…it wouldn’t fit. Illyria had acquired some fake IDs stating his name was Connor Stephen Angel who grew up with his older sister Illyria Winifred Angel.

It turned out the day he had forgotten his wallet was the one day he needed to ID which lie inside it. He had been walking to work to help with the moving of the old furniture so that the new furniture could be moved in without any problems. Out of no where Connor had been hit by a man in a van who was been chased by the police. Connor had been surrounded by officers as he lay on the sidewalk with his head bleeding and his arms wrapped around his broken ribs.

Sometimes Connor thought Earth was more dangerous than Quor-Toth.

Connor had eventually blacked out before the Ambulance came and when he woke they had already taken some DNA to find out who he was. They had seemed surprised that he had woken up so quickly but sat silently as they stitched his head wound up. They had just washed the blood off of his face when Illyria had stormed in.

Her human appearance was no longer exactly like Fred- Connor had convinced her to cut her hair- it came to the nape of her neck now- and wear something more dangerous and less sweet when in the shell form. She tended to wear black jeans and a white shirt with a black leather jacket and her eyes were no longer brown but a natural blue which often shifted to the cerulean gaze when angered. She reminded him of Fred still but her appearance now differed so much he was able to separate the forms…it was like Illyria was Fred’s twin or something…she had also stopped using Fred’s mannerisms as much which helped.

Connor gave a shaky smile at the police man who walked in as his ribs were bound and he lowered his arms.

“Have you caught the miscreant yet?” Illyria barked making the officer turn to her.

“He is in custody,” the officer assured the petite yet formidable woman.

“He should be killed for hurting Connor,” Illyria stated while the police officers looked over her with nervous eyes.

“Lyri, calm down, I’m fine,” Connor said weakly at the Goddess. He couldn’t calm her down if she got angry in this state.

“Fine! You have broken ribs! That is not fine,” Illyria replied turning her cold (now blue) gaze onto her pet.

“I will heal,” Connor said firmly and looked at the demon with truth in his gaze. By tomorrow he would be healed.

“You shouldn’t have to,” Illyria said and walked over to him gracefully and placed a hand on his shoulder. He understood her feelings- Connor was all she had left. Her only tie to Wesley, Angel, Gunn and Spike. She tended to treat him as a cross between a pet and her own child. A scarily protective parental unit coming forth in the God-King.

“There will be no need to follow this up with any trails- there were enough witnesses of your accident,” the Officer spoke up but Connor could still tell that he was weary of the woman standing with the brown haired teen.

“Your Father is on his way,” the officer continued while looking at the pad he held in his hand and not noticing the shock on Connor’s face.

“My what?” Connor choked out.

“Your Father- we did a DNA test when you first arrived. It brought up your Father’s information- we contacted him,” the officer said while looking over at the pale teen.

“My Father is dead,” Connor whispered as he felt Illyria’s grip tighten slightly.

“Your Father is Nathan Ford isn’t he?” the officer looked shaken hoping they hadn’t contacted some random man about a boy who wasn’t related to him.

“My father’s name was Liam Angel; he died when I was young. My sister and I were placed into the care of relatives,” Connor said.

“Leave us,” Illyria barked out at the officer and nurse.

“I need to-,” the nurse started and jumped as Illyria moved in front of her and stared at her.

“Leave, my brother and I wish to talk alone,” Illyria commanded, “Officer- you will inform me when this Nathan Ford arrives.”

The nurse and Officer backed out of the room with gulps wondering why they were scared of her- she was a few inches shorter than he r brother who at first glance was much more intimidating but the woman was dangerous- they both knew that deep down. They could also tell she cared for her brother deeply.

As soon as the door shut behind them Illyria looked down at the teen that was frozen looking blankly before him.

“Illyria- what is going on?” Connor asked his voice weak.

“I have a theory- the matter of your conception is the work of Jasmine- she would have needed some genetic material to create life- Darla and Angel could not have been that material- there bodies were dead. Jasmine would have needed live material. Maybe she took some material from this Nathan Ford to create you,” Illyria said as her own knowledge and that of Fred’s whirled through her mind.

“So this guy is my Father…technically,” Connor whispered.

“He may be- he may not be,” Illyria answered.

“Do I have to meet him?” Connor whined as he reached for a clean top with Illyria brought for him.

“No- I can rip out his lungs if you like,” Illyria said seriously making Connor smile.

“Hold off on that for a while,” Connor replied.

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Nate had just pulled into the hospital parking lot when his cell rang- the tune set to the Doctor Who theme which meant Hardison. He grabbed the phone from his pocket and quickly opened it.

“Hardison, what do you have for me,?” Nate asked immediately cutting to the chase.

“Everything checks up,” Hardison’s deep voice replied, “as far as I can tell- the kid is yours.”

“Really…I have another son?” Nate asked- his voice weak and quiet.

“Yeah- his name is Connor Angel,” Hardison told his boss.

“Thanks- let mw know what else there is about Connor when you find it out,” Nate sighed and closed the phone and held it tightly in his large hand while pressing his lips to his hand. His brown furrowed in a thoughtful manner and Nate sat silent for a few moments.

Was he strong enough for this? Could he deal with been a Father again? Would Connor even want him in his life?

With a sigh Nate got out of his car and headed towards the doors.

It was time to meet his son.

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And I leave you all on a horrible cliff-hanger! Muawhaha!

Next part should be up soon though- it will be titled ‘First Meeting’ so keep an eye out!

Solo Por Ti Chp 7

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 22:10:33 GMT

Areli and Cinaed are 45 years old meaning they are 14 physically in this chapter.

WARNING!!! Sexual scene!

Chapter 7

Harry moaned as he felt Draco press his hips down against his own, their hardened members pressing together. The room was dark and only the fire crackling in the hearth created any light for the two men. Their clothes had long since been abandoned on the floor as they writhed together in passionate motion.

Draco leaned down and sucked on Harry’s pale neck and nipped on the skin slightly making it with satisfaction. Harry’s legs were wrapped around Draco’s holding the blond against his smaller form with surprising strength.

The fire sent an orange glow over the two lovers and the sound of the wood burning could barely heard over the moans and pants with came from them.

Harry reached a hand up and rubbed it over the damp skin of Draco’s back, his magic leaving a tingle behind making the older male groan into Harry’s neck.

Draco bucked his hips sensually against Harry’s making their heated erections press hard together- causing a small amount of pain for both men but a wave of pleasure covered them making them both cry out.

Harry’s hands grasped Draco’s hair and pulled the blond to his lips and suckled gently on Draco’s lip.

“Love you,” Draco whispered when Harry let go.

With a cry they both collapsed against each other spent.

Areli woke with a gasp and took a heaving sigh. He could feel his cheeks heating with memory of the dream. He remembered that time- they had just arrived in Italy and had a small honeymoon period where they had sex for hours on end…Areli remembered that they barely had enough strength to go outside and buy groceries.

Areli pushed himself up from the bed- an embarrassed blush covering his face when he noticed the sticky sheets. Areli gave a small smile and a groan.

His first wet dream.

With a sigh Areli pushed himself from the bed and walked over to the water jug and towel that were for his morning wash and grabbed the two and wiped himself clean before putting on a new pair of leggings and gathering the soiled garments from before in his hand. Areli quickly stripped his bed of the sheets and gathered them all into his arms. At this hour no-one would notice him getting clean sheets.

Stepping out into the moonlit corridors Areli quickly made the journey to the laundry room and dumped the sheets in the basket ready for washing. He then grabbed a clean set and started the walk back to his bedroom. On the way Areli stopped suddenly hearing a creak behind him.

“Areli, what are you doing up at this hour?” his elder’s brother’s voice rang out and Areli turned to see Elladan standing there with a jug of water in his hands- a sleepy and puzzled expression on his face.

“Nothing,” Areli said quickly.

“Did you have an accident?” Elladan whispered with a smirk.

“No,” Areli snapped and began to walk away from his elder brother’s quiet laugh.

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To say that his brother’s had been weird was an understatement. Areli sighed as he pushed the dirt down around a plant. He could feel their gaze on his back. They were by the hedge on the left side of the garden- watching him. They had been whispering at breakfast and casting him glances.

They had arrived 10 minutes ago and Areli could pick up whispers on the wind. With a frown Areli stood up from the ground and carefully navigated his way through the garden towards the twins.

“You have something to stay- stop lurking and speak with me,” Areli snapped as he sat down on one of the benches.

Elladan and Elrohir walked into the garden silently and sat down on the bench across from their brother and stared at him.

“Spit it out,” Areli stated.

“Well- we think its time we had a talk with you,” Elrohir started and looked at his little brother- panic in his eyes. Areli sat up slightly and looked over his brothers.

“What kind of talk?” Areli asked while he opened his connection with Cinead and practically shoved his lover to attention.

“Well- last night you had a reaction. A reaction that is perfectly natural,” Elladan said while trying to smile reassuringly- but it came out more of a grimace.

“It’s the way your body tells you that you are becoming a man,” Elrohir picked up and glanced at his twin.

“What?” Areli whispered at the twins. Surely they of all people weren’t going to try and give him ‘The Talk’…were they?

“During this time your body will have new reactions to things- we think what happened last night was one of these reactions,” Elladan smiled gently- his nerves receding as he spoke.

“You may be experiences feelings that you didn’t before,” Elrohir continued.

“This is perfectly normal,” Elladan picked up.

“You may find people more tolerable than before- just based on their looks,” Elrohir said.

“You may want more than friendship with them- when an Elf loves and Elf they give themselves to each other fully,” Elladan said and the panic crept back into his eyes.

“Now- this is called Sex. During sex you will be expected to please your partner- are you more interested in men or women?” Elrohir said weakly.

“Men,” Areli replied after a moment.

“This means you are gay- and during sex you may have your partner’s sword,” Elladan stumbled over the word much to Areli’s amusement, “into your sheath.”

“Yes- and by repeating this you will- erm- bleed in a good way,” Elrohir stuttered out. Areli stifled a laugh- they had actually started out quite well too.

“That sounds like it will hurt,” Areli whispered while looking down at the grass. The twins exchanged a look and turned back to their little brother.

“No- it doesn’t hurt- if you trust the person then it is very nice,” Elladan rushed out in one breath.

“I think you guys are getting mixed up- I think you have been training much. I don’t think you have had sex,” Areli said seriously while looking at the twins and hearing Cinaed laugh loudly in his mind.

“The dominate in bed puts his penis in the anus or their partner after stretching the ring of muscles at the entrance so that the submissive won’t be hurt during sex,” Areli started keeping his serious tone.

Elladan opened his mouth shocked at his little brother.

“The dominate will aim for the prostate which will cause their submissive pleasure every time that spot is focused on,” Areli continued while eyeing his brothers shocked forms.

“This can often be enough to cause the pair to ejaculate. The submissive may also be brought to orgasm by having their own erection masturbated by their partner or by their own hand,” Areli finished.

“Areli…?” Elrohir stuttered out.

“I’m glad we had this talk- you two have obviously been very confused by all of this,” Areli said while crossing his arms and standing from the seat, “no wonder you haven’t gotten married yet.”

With a hidden smile Areli walked off into the garden leaving his shell shocked brothers behind him.

In Mirkwood Legolas and Thandruil looked out of their various rooms and down the hall where they could hear their youngest laughing hysterically from his room. The two shared smiled- it was the most free and unguarded sound they had heard from the young elfling.

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Draco pushed himself up from the muddy ground, his body pained as the various injuries on his person protested at the movement. He gave a gasp of pain, this one from his heart, as he looked around the area. Bodies littered the ground, the light drizzle of rain washing blood into the ground as Draco’s eyes took in the mutilated and the dead.

The Final Battle had taken place at Godric’s Hollow where the war had ended once before. Many had fallen from both sides and the damage to the Wizarding World would be devastating in the coming years.

Draco’s eyes picked out the forms of the Weasley twins and his Godfather, tears began to gather in his eyes and Draco felt a heavy pain well in his chest. Moving forward on his unsteady legs, Draco could feel the trickle of blood down his leg from a cutting curse.

“Draco…” a weak voice whispered behind him and Draco moved around with a choked pained cry as he looked at his lover laid on the ground. Draco moved forward quickly regardless of his wounds and dropped beside Harry. Draco gave a sob as he took in his lover’s form. Blood covered the teen and Draco could see burns on Harry chest and cuts which were oozing blood. Harry’s hair was matted with blood and there were streaks of blood and soot along his pale skin which were beginning to run in the rain.

“I got him,” Harry choked out his voice weak and pained.

“I knew you would,” Draco whispered as tears fell freely down his face. Draco grabbed Harry’s hand as carefully as he could, the sound of apparition made Draco turn slightly to see some Auror’s and Mediwizard’s arrive- the Ministry had still not accepted what needed to be done for the safety of their world.

“I NEED HELP HERE!” Draco screamed bringing some of the Healers running over. Draco was shoved away from Harry, the Ministry Wizards not caring about an injured Slytherin over the injured Saviour.

Cinaed woke with a start and his hand automatically went to his leg feeling pain in the limb. As Cinaed became aware of his surroundings he sagged onto the bed, he had not dreamed of that day for years. Cinaed could still remember the pain in his leg which even with magic’s aid healed at a slow pace.

Cinaed remembered the days and nights he spent sat at Harry’s bedside as he lay on life support. He had almost lost Harry that day and refused to leave Harry; the staff had recognised their Soul-Mate bond and placed another bed in the room for the blond.

For the next few weeks Harry was placed into a kind of magical rest so that his magic could focus on healing him and replenish itself. Cinaed remembered sitting beside him wondering how he was going to tell him that they were the only ones left- Hermione, Ron, Ginny and the rest of the Weasley’s had all died…even Remus was gone.

Harry woke up and one look into his lover’s eyes he knew that everything was gone. They only had one another. After they had healed they both left the wizarding world behind and went to Italy. There they had healed and eventually the past had caught up to them. The Ministry wanted to take Draco into custody- convinced he was a Death Eater. Harry lost it. His magic exploded and killed several of the Auror’s sent after them, in the chaos Draco and Harry fled to Japan. It was there in a Temple that Harry encountered a snake which bit them both.

The snake had given them a gift- the knowledge to start a new life. It took months of planning and they sorted everything out. Both the Potter and Malfoy fortunes as well as their inheritances from their godfathers Sirius and Severus who had named them both heirs were left to various charities for children. Their properties would be sold and the profit would be given to charities once again.

They had chosen new names (well, truthfully, Draco had chosen them) and Draco had used a potion which connected them mentally no matter their form, age or location meaning that they could always find one another. They did the ritual which had been passed onto them by the snake and with a flash of light and a gust of wind Harry and Draco were pulled apart and taken into separate portals. They both remembered falling as they seemed to shrink. Draco felt warm and comfortable as he fell through what seemed like cloud while thunder roared around him.

Harry on the other hand remembered getting wet from the rain and clouds and generally feeling hurt and uncomfortable as he went

Cinaed rose from the bed and walked over to his balcony and out through the open doors into the cool night air. His blue eyes glanced over the gardens below his room- the silence that only night could bring was soothing to Cinaed. All his life he had wanted peace and he was close to it now…he would finally be at peace with Areli. It was hard being so far away from Areli but the link they had made the pain bearable.

The garden was mainly grass with flowerbeds doted tastefully throughout and Cinaed could see small lamps through the garden which had long been extinguished by the servants when he went to bed. Cinaed sighed contentedly and searched his mind out for Areli’s. His little love was sleeping peacefully making the usually icy elfling smile happily as he felt nothing but happiness coming from the green eyed elf.

Middle Earth had truly been a good experience of Harry- the family he had gained healing over wounds that Draco couldn’t heal since he wasn’t a Father, brother or friend…he was more…he gave Harry everything else he needed but he always knew Harry wanted a family to support him. Draco just hated the fact they weren’t together- personally he was taking the experience worse than Harry even after 45 years…but even Cinaed could admit that having a caring family helped him…but he couldn’t forget what had happened.

Cinaed sighed as a soft breeze blew his blond locks off of his pale shoulders making the elfling shiver slightly before deciding to return to his room. Cinaed looked up at the moon for a second while thinking of his old home for a moment and turning to head into his room closing the double doors behind him.

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Glee- Sectionals

Thu, 10 Dec 2009 14:29:03 GMT

Just watched Glee's latest episode...it was amazing!

So a song rec for people!

The Talk

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 23:54:34 GMT

I'm currently writing a fanfic where the main character is been given The Talk by his father...and i dont know what to write it as?

Anyone have any ideas?

Through the Monsoon Chp 4

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 21:34:12 GMT

Fighting the Storm, Into the Blue
Two weeks later things had calmed down somewhat- the rain seemed to have held off for a few days giving Draco and Jacob chance to walk along the beach. They had fallen into a routine- they would get up at 9 o’clock and have a light breakfast (well light for Jacob) before talking about themselves and generally getting used to one another before making lunch. After lunch they would head outside if the rain had calmed down and if the rain was brutal that day Draco would let Jacob read books about the Wizarding World while Draco did some chores and looked over various documents his Father had sent him.
They would have dinner before sitting in front of the fire just enjoying each others company- occasionally chatting but content in each others presence. The world outside had become a distant worry to each young man and they were content in their little haven until forced out of it.
Draco was sat in his armchair a book held in his long pale fingers as his eyes stared unfocused at the pages. The fire crackled merrily and for once Draco felt like he could feel heat in the cold house. Jacob was sat on the sofa, his legs stretched out before him nearly reaching the blond opposite him. His tanned skin glowed with the light from the candles and fire. He was shirtless and wore a simple pair of black trousers.
Draco’s eyes flickered over to the daydreaming Shifter and wondered for a brief moment whether the heat he seemed to feel came from the teen…Jake was like a sun…bright and warm.
Draco looked back at his book and idly traced over the words with a finger before sighing. He knew Jacob had been hurt before by love. Just as Draco had. He could see the lingering shadows of pain in the shifter’s eyes when he thought no-one was looking.
“Who was it?” Draco asked suddenly- the comfortable silence shattered by the words.
“Who was what?” Jacob replied looking over at the blond. The warm lull of the fire now fading as he took in the blond’s serious face.
“The one who broke your heart,” Draco stated looking over at the tanned teen.
“What makes you think I had my heart broken?” Jacob questioned somewhat cockily while his heart thudded loudly in his chest.
“Your eyes are the same as mine,” Draco spoke slowly as his eyes drifted back to the flames with danced happily in the hearth, “we have both loved and lost. The coldness threatens to overwhelm you and you feel lost- cut off from everything else. It like fighting against a storm- you can’t win.”
Jacob sat silently before his Mate looking at unshed tears in the grey eyes. His proud form looked more defeated than he had ever seen. Jacob gave a sigh and clasped his together.
“Her name is Bella…” Jake whispered and slowly began to tell his story to the silent man across from him.
Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
Til' the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm
Into the blue
And when I lose myself I'll think of you
Together we'll be running somewhere new
And nothing can hold me back from you
Through the monsoon
“…Draco I don’t feel as strongly about her now. I only need you,” Jacob finished while the blond looked over him with an assessing gaze.
“I know you will never leave me- but she has power over you,” Draco whispered.
“She doesn’t,” Jacob replied quickly.
“She does- if given the choice you would remain here with me,” Draco said while his eyes wandered back to Jake.
“I would,” Jacob whispered almost reverently.
“You would regret it though,” Draco said absently.
“I wouldn’t,” Jake replied as he got up from the sofa and walked on surprisingly silent feet and knelt his large frame down before the older man.
“I want you, Draco,” Jacob said firmly and leaned forward and pulled the blond’s stunned lips to his own.
Jacob bit the blond’s supple lip gently making the blond open his mouth and Jake’s tongue moved into the warm cavern gently caressing his mate’s tongue. Jake pulled back after a moment and pulled his face away enough to look into the grey eyes of his Wizard.
“I want you- no-one else,” Jacob stated.
“I want you too,” Draco whispered, “but you will regret not seeing Bella’s wedding and saying goodbye to her.”
“What?” Jacob’s eyes were fixed on the blond’s face.
“You will spend the rest of your life wondering about her- if she thinks of you- if she was turned…if she is happy,” Draco explained.
“I don’t care anymore- she will be happy with Edward,” Jacob said while stroking Draco’s pale cheek with a tanned fiver.
“Yes, she will. What’s to stop her from wondering whether you are okay? What is to stop her from thinking in sadness about you?” Draco continued on as if Jacob wasn’t touching his skin making his magic ignite under his skin.
“You need to see her Jacob- before she is turned. To let her know you care about her- that you are her friend. Be there for her,” Draco whispered, “before its too late.”
“I don’t want to leave you,” Jacob said quietly.
“You won’t be leaving me. I am probably the last person who would ever tell anyone to do something like this- I am known for been selfish- but I wish that I had done things differently and let someone in. Things might have turned out differently,” Draco finished.
“I’ll go to her- but not yet. We still have time,” Jacob whispered and leaned forward pressing his lips against Draco’s forehead and lingered for a moment.
“I’m going to bed- head up when you’re ready,” Jacob said and walked from the room leaving the blond Slytherin behind with a small smile on his lips.
The rain hammered against the window and the clouds rolled darkly across Casway Cove. The wind howled and raced across the barren land as the flood waters grew outside but for once the house felt warm.
Draco’s heart felt warm.
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Hope you like it! I wrote this after watching ‘Frost/Nixon’…strangely the film put me into the mood for writing this chapter…anyone else seen the film? Also I was listening to Time for Miracles by Adam Lambert when writing this…so go listen! –makes shooing motion- WAIT! Review first! –grins-

Updates

Sat, 05 Dec 2009 10:26:30 GMT

Hey all! I know I have been quiet on the updating front for a while now- I am hoping to get a chapter of Through the Monsoon posted tomorrow. I have been having some computer troubles at the moment- my wireless adpater has died on me meaning i can't use my own pc (im using my dads). I'll try and get some things written so hopefully I should have some updates ready soon.

Song rec- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9wAFmfhpmU Let me know what you think!

Through the Monsoon Chp 3

Sun, 22 Nov 2009 19:58:51 GMT

Find You Now

Draco stood beside the sofa- the large slumbering form of the teen laid on it. Draco sighed slightly and walked towards the kitchen. The wind and rain were still raging at one another outside the house and the fire in the hearth had long since died down. The lingering warm slowly fading in the candlelight. Draco could see the moon from the kitchen window.

It always struck him as odd how at night the moon could be seen- it should have been impossible to see it with the clouds with lingered over the Cove. Yet every night the moon shone down on the Cove lighting the area in a silver light.

Draco lifted the kettle onto the stove and turned the dial and waited for the water to heat up. Draco glanced back to the living room still reeling over what had happened in a few short hours.

It was while Draco was reading a book that the wards around his house trigged sensing a magical being enter his property. Sending a wave of magic to force the creature to turn into its human form Draco had quickly apparated out and trained his wand on the intruder.

Draco barely remembered casting a water repelling charm as the teen turned around- a very naked teen. Draco could admit he had thought Jacob was attractive then- he was muscled and darkly handsome and what Draco had always been attracted to in men. In the Wizarding World it was well known that Draco was Bi-sexual...most Wizards’ were. It was all about the pleasure aspect…it didn’t matter the gender.

Draco had mentally sighed when the obviously retarded teen just stared at him after been asked a question. However the teen had then opened his lips and spoke. Draco gave a deep breath and whirled back around to face the stove. The memory of his magic racing through him as if some floodgate had been opened was overwhelming.

Draco had found his soul mate. Every magic user had a soul mate- most didn’t find theirs and a Witch or Wizard could live happily without one. His Mother and Father for example were not soul mates but they made it work. They didn’t feel the need to stay single until they showed up- if they ever did.

Yet at Casway Cove Draco had found his soul mate.

The shrill shriek of the kettle made Draco absently turn the dial and grab an oven mitt and lift the now steaming kettle from the stove and poured it into a tea pot.

“Need any help?” Jake’s voice rang out from behind him.

“No, thank you,” Draco replied as he picked up the tray which held the tea pot and two cups along with the sugar and milk.

Draco moved into the living room and placed the tray down gently before sitting in the chair and grabbing the tea pot.

“How do you like your tea?” Draco asked.

“Milk and one sugar please,” Jacob answered while mentally thanking his sister’s like of tea- otherwise Jake was sure he would have felt like an idiot. It was obvious to Jacob that Draco was almost worldly- he had no doubt that Draco had visited many cultures and was smart.

Draco handed him over a cup and Jake sat down on the sofa he had previously been laid on and watched as Draco made his own cup up- noting what Draco liked. The blond sit down in an armchair gracefully not spilling any of the hot liquid in the cup.

“I think we both know that we are Mates,” Draco said bluntly.

“Yeah,” Jake said while his fingers played with the cup in his hands. Draco’s eyes bored into him and Jake couldn’t help but be a little turned on by the man across from him.

“I know you have an animal form- but you are not like anything I have seen before. What are you?” Draco asked while one hand unconsciously gripped the wand in his pocket.

“I’m a Wolf Shifter,” Jake said- hoping that by not using the word werewolf he did not scare his mate.

“So your change is connected to your soul?” Draco asked as he took a sip of his tea. Jake momentarily looked shocked but nodded.

“What are you?” Jacob questioned.

“I’m a wizard,” Draco replied.

A half moon fading from my sight
I see your vision in it's light
But now it's gone and left me so alone

Over the next few hours Jacob and Draco spoke about themselves but they both knew the other was holding back information- Draco refused to speak about his wife and son while Jacob steered clear of Bella and the Cullen’s.

Eventually they had drifted into a comfortable silence and while Draco sat staring into the flames which crackled in the fireplace Jacob sat and opened what he could of his connection with the pack.

Hearing no stray thoughts he focused more intently and frowned when he still couldn’t hear anything- could feel what they were feeling. Jacob panicked- he couldn’t contact his brothers.

It was a touch on his arm that made Jacob open his eyes and lock with grey eyes.

“The magic around this place will cause interference in your connection with your pack,” Draco explained, his voice soft as he pulled his hand back from where he had placed it on Jake’s arm.

“Will they think I’m dead?” Jacob asked and almost felt like slapping himself at his overreaction. Draco gave a deep chuckle which made Jake’s heart warm.

“No- to them it will seem as if you are sleeping…they will know you are okay,” Draco answered. Jacob gave a yawn at the mention of sleep.

“You’re tired- let me show you to the guest room,” Draco said and stood up and with Jake following him lead the way to a simple yet comfortable room across from his own.

“Sleep well,” Draco said and left the room before disappearing into his own.

Jacob laid on the bed and looked towards the window which had heavy drapes closed over the large window casting the room into darkness but did nothing to block out the sound of the rain pelting against the window.

After a while of tossing and turning Jacob climbed from the bed and walked over to the door of Draco’s room and opening it silently. Laid on the bed was Draco- the blond sleeping peacefully on the large bed.

Jacob walked over on silent feet and sat on the edge of the bed. As if sensing his mate Draco moved towards Jacob- one hand latching onto Jacob’s top and Jake laid down on the bed and gathered the blond into his arms.

It wasn’t home- Casway Cove couldn’t be called anyone’s home- especially not Draco’s…but it was an escape from the real world. One Jacob was happy to linger in.

The world could wait for them.

I'll know I have to find you now
Can hear your name and don't know how
Why can't we make this darkness feel like home?

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I saw New Moon yesterday- anyone else seen it?
Next chp- Here

Feel, HGDM Video

Sat, 21 Nov 2009 09:05:35 GMT

Song: Feel
Artist: Marie Digby
Content Used: Harry Potter Films, Feast of Love
Program: Sony Vegas Platinum 8.0
Vidder: BrillianceoftheMoon
Disclaimer: I own none of the content used in this video.

Summary: Happy 18^th Sis! Here’s a pairing video for you- not a slash one either! It’s a DracoHermione video which basically is about them both loving one another but been often unable to express that to one another. Enjoy!

Supernatural 5.10

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 15:24:00 GMT

Such a good episode! Loved how things panned out. Crowley was very good- he was charming in a strange way- and we got to see a gay kiss...even if it was kinda weird...and Cas following Crowley was great. the actor who plays Crowley also plays Sterling in Leverage and he was great on that too. Cas drinking against Ellen was adorable- especially his expression when he says its starting to effect him..Lol!

Poor Jo and Ellen- i was crying! However I loved the way they did this honorably and I was really able to connect with the Jo unlike previous episodes...

Also the reapers were just creepy...loved Cas in this episode...we got loads of cool trenchcoat action...and a little bit more Bad-ass Cas with the whole Meg killing thing...

Through the Monsoon Chp 2

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 12:48:15 GMT

Running Somewhere New

Jacob ran till his legs were tired and his mind was numb. Nothing though could remove the pain in his heart. Jacob understood that Bella was not his mate since he had not imprinted on her but to chose a leech to be with was painful for Jacob. With Jacob she could have so much more. She could have a family and stay human.

With Cullen she would no doubt be turned and wish she was human so she could experience things the human way- she would regret it in the end. He had been close enough to the Cullen’s to realise that Rosalie regretted been turned because she wanted children. Bella may not realise it now but Jake knew that one day she would feel the loss of having no children.

Jacob had not returned to human form since he had left. His pack had left him be knowing he needed time. They understood the pain since it was their own thanks to the bond. They understood every crushing thought and every emotion that stormed within him. They knew he was trying to find a way to deal with the pain.

Jacob didn’t know whether he thought that distance would help but he knew that he couldn’t stand back and let Bella marry Edward and not try to stop her. Jacob did want her to be happy and Edward made her happy. Jake left because he knew that it would be easier for both of them. He knew that the time spent together when Edward left was something they both cherished and meant something to them both.

Jake didn’t know what he thought would happen when Edward came back- Jake always knew deep down that Bella would always go after Edward. Jake though seemed to prefer to live in his quiet little world where he thought Bella would never leave him for a vampire.

Yet when his little world was shattered Jacob couldn’t pretend anymore and everything he had tried to hold back was let loose to hurt him. He had tried- lord knew he tried but when he heard Bella would be marrying the leech he could bear it anymore.

The cracks which had begun to form over his heart were growing when Edward returned but that announcement caused the fragments which had held it together to give and let loose the cold in his heart. It felt like rain to Jacob…rain which beat unrelentingly over his vulnerable soul never giving him a chance to heal.

It was a fight he couldn’t seem to win- he just wanted to go somewhere where it wouldn’t hurt anymore.

Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world 'til the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm into the blue

Jacob stopped running and looked around, his legs aching from the constant exercise he had endured. His eyes took in the barren land- the empty feeling that coursed through him…yet the ache in his shattered heart lifted a bit as he breathed in the salty air.

A scent hit his noise…weak but there. Jake perked up and took a deeper breath as his eyes darted about. A bitter smell- something he didn’t know…with a hint of cherry. It was intoxicating. Bella’s scent was something that he enjoyed- however this scent was almost dizzying and he could barely smell it!

Jake moved forward on silent paws and headed across the wet and muddy ground while sniffing deeply. The more he walked the stronger the scent became and the more Jacob craved the source of the smell. He didn’t pay any mind to the rain which flattened his fur or the wind which was picking up- a small howl starting on the air.

Jacob wandered steadily through the mud until his gaze settled on a house. It looming figure out of place yet the glow from the windows inside promised warm and held the source of the scent Jacob wanted badly. Jacob began to walk towards the house when he felt a tingle race over his body and with a pained grunt was forced to shift to his human form.

Jacob let out a yelp of surprise and gave a shiver as his form was subjected to the raging elements which hadn’t seemed as bad in his wolf form. Jake looked towards the house and the lingering scent drove him forward.

“Why are you on my property?” the cold voice said from behind him making Jake freeze as the smooth cultured tones washed over him- even over the wind and rain…which didn’t seem so bad now.

Jacob turned slowly and looked at the figure behind him. The man was a few years older than Jacob…maybe three years or so. His hair was almost white and his skin pale…his body was lithe and toned. Jacob could tell under the simply clothes this man wore his body would be honed to perfection. Grey eyes were fixed upon Jacob’s form and one hand was raised holding a long wooden stick at Jacob.

Jacob felt his inside swirl as he gazed upon the man…everything he knew…felt was important was knocked away by this pale man…his heart shot back to together and the storm of emotions began to die down…Bella was no longer what mattered.

This pale man was…this blond that was untouched by the rain and the elements yet had sorrow engraved into his very being.

“Hi,” Jacob greeted the blond. The blond raised an eyebrow and shock entered his eyes.

And when I lose myself I think of you
Together we'll be running somewhere new
Through the monsoon just me and you

Draco looked at the naked teen before him before he felt his magic burst through him- roaring to life in a way it hadn’t since his wife and son passed. Draco gave cry and lurched forward only to land in strong arms and lowered gently to the ground.

“Hey,” Draco whispered weakly to the taller teen and gasped as his magic danced through his veins once more.

“Mine,” the teen whispered back and Draco felt the hint of a smile curl his lips.

“Yours,” Draco agreed.

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Thanks for the reviews! I wanted to have Draco’s magic react to Jake since Draco would have had trouble dealing with Jake otherwise.
Chapter 3

In Her Eyes, Harry/Hermione

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 14:58:26 GMT

Song: In Her Eyes

Artist: Josh Groban

Content Used: Harry Potter Films, Ballet Shoes

Program: Sony Vegas Platinum 8.0

Vidder: BrillianceoftheMoon

Disclaimer: I own none of the content used in this video.

Summary: A video I have made for my sister Christine for her last year birthday, Its a pairing I know she likes...Harry and Hermione from Harry Potter. Also there is a black gap there but it is meant to be there!

Changes, Harry Potter

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 14:40:17 GMT

Song: Changes

Artist: 3 Doors Down

Content Used: Harry Potter Films

Program: Sony Vegas Platinum 8.0

Vidder: BrillianceoftheMoon

Disclaimer: I own none of the content used in this video.

Summary: Happy 18^th Birthday Christine! I know you are just as mad about Harry Potter as I am and you also love this song…hope you enjoy this sis! The video is basically about Harry who is having difficultly about Voldemort and how fits into everything- especially when people expect so much of him or plain don’t believe him…

Beautiful Soul, Bill Kaulitz

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 00:16:03 GMT

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Song: Beautiful Soul

Artist: Jesse McCartney

Content Used: Automatic, 1000 Oceans, Ready Set Go!, Monsoon, Scream, EMA Awards 2009, Tokio Hotel TV, and other clips.

Program: Sony Vegas Platinum 8.0

Vidder: BrillianceoftheMoon

Disclaimer: I own none of the content used in this video.

Summary: Happy 18^th Birthday Christine! I have admired your viding for some time (as you know) so I made you this to show how much I love you- it’s my own attempt at editing a video using fancy effects! OOOO! Have a lovely day, sis! Think of me tortured by excessive video making! –faints dramatically- Though Bill is gorgeous isn’t he? : )

Supernatural 5.08

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 10:21:32 GMT

Hey! I really liked this new episode of SPN- a lighthearted yet serious episode. I laughed so hard at the opening credits (the boys riding a bike, Lol) and how things progressed- though we didn't get to see much of Cas...I didn't expect the trickster to be Gabriel...however I admit I loved it- especially how Cas and Gabriel stared at one another at the end...maybe we will see more of Gabriel... I hope so! And Sam as the car- LMAO! Loved it...and the CSI bit- perfect!

What did you guys think?

Monsoon Chapter 1

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 17:11:40 GMT

A/N: This is a Harry Potter/Twilight small story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Song used is Monsoon by Tokio Hotel. This song will be used throughout the whole story.

Rating: Mature

Author: Touch of the Wind

Pairings: Draco/Jacob

Summary: Only those that were broken or had nothing else would dare to try and live in Casway Cove. And Draco Malfoy was those things. Set after DH for Hp and Eclipse for Twilight.

Dark Clouds Comin’ Up Again

The beach was empty and silent- only the waves crashing against the shore and the rain falling heavily created any sound. However, over time one would almost feel that this sound created a silence which phased out all other noise.

The sky was a bleak grey and a light mist continually hung in the area. The area had an unnatural feel to it- there was no cluster of houses signalling a community for it had long since been abandoned.

Casway Cove was located near Lunenburg. It was previously a thriving Dark Wizarding Community but after the sea had taken it toll on the land too many times the residents were forced to move. It had been empty for hundreds of years now.

The area was famous among the Wizarding World for its wet weather. It could not be assumed that the weather was natural. The weather was often compared to monsoon season in other countries- except there was no dry season there. It had been speculated that the magic of Wizard’s had been so deeply entrenched in the area that all the negative dark magic had created a curse of sorts. A loop in which the weather always rained and storms would light up the sky every week.

There were a few days though throughout the week were the wind would die down and rain would fall steadily all day- sometimes even tapering off. These were days when flood waters would seemingly disappear lending evidence of these curse that so many believed in.

In the cove there were a few places with had a form of protection against the elements. These were located more inland. In one area a house stood, it was tall, gaunt and isolated, looking out towards the sea like a silent sentry. The windows were large and almost gothic in appearance. It seemed that most of the house was window- to anyone it would seem that the house had many eyes and you could always be seen by it. There was a large door on the front which had heavy iron handles and small windows near the top to allow someone to look out at anyone on the doorstep.

The house was narrow but was four stories high- the land surrounding the house was wet and muddy like the rest of the landscape- though their was heavy stone slabs heading towards the house forming a pathway. About 100 yards away from the house was a stone wall which surrounded the house and had one small Iron Gate placed at the end of the pathway which had long since rusted it swinging with a groan in the slight breeze.

Light flickered from the windows of the house- the orange glow and shadows which continually moved showed that electricity was not used in this house but candles and fires lit and warmed the no doubt cold and dark house. Only those that were broken or had nothing else would dare to try and live in Casway Cove.

And Draco Malfoy was those things.

I'm staring at a broken door
There's nothing left here anymore
My room is cold, it's making me insane

Draco Malfoy was sat in a worn chair by the roaring fire which did nothing to warm the silent man. His blue eyes were fixed on the door which had a hole in it- evidence of a rage from the Slytherin Prince. The walls were a green wallpaper which was faded and peeling in places. The furniture was worn and torn in some places. The stone floor was scuffed and smooth from wear. An old rug was placed in the middle of the room but had long since become frayed.

Draco gave a sigh as he reached over to the table next to him and grabbed the mug from the dark wood. The liquid inside was steaming and Draco took a small sip of the tea inside before holding the mug in his pale hands to warm himself.

If anyone had seen Draco Malfoy now they would have not recognised the man as the arrogant and Malfoy Heir. His skin had grown paler than normal giving the man an almost ghostly appearance. His body was now slim, having lost what muscles he had through lack of exercise, and his hair lay limply against his forehead. His expression was pained and his figure was hunched in the chair as if the Slytherin has collapsed in on himself.

In the Wizarding World it was well known what had happened to the Malfoy Heir. After the war he had married Astoria Greengrass who has just turned 17. He had grown to respect his wife and three months after their wedding they received the news that Astoria was two months pregnant. However, at her sixth month of the pregnancy she had difficulties and went into early labour. A baby boy was delivered but the child had died the next day.

Draco and Astoria named him Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

The day that Scorpius died was the day that Draco Malfoy froze. He felt a heavy cold settle in his body and refuse to leave. He threw himself into work keeping everyone at arms length. It was due to this that he didn’t see the pain he wife was suffering alone.

Astoria had loved her son since she found out she was pregnant. Draco would often say she was born to be a Mum. Loosing Scorpius had broken her heart. If Draco had let anyone near he would have seen his wife loosing weight- the bags under her eyes growing as she refused to sleep. He might have seen the madness grow in her eyes- he might have bee able to stop her from poisoning herself.

On the day he found her the ice inside him shattered cutting and tearing at his heart. Draco fled the Wizarding World after Astoria’s funeral and ran until he hit Casway Cove- a place as desolate as he was.

I've been waitin' here so long
Another moment seems to have come
I see the dark clouds comin' up again

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Please let me know what you think! Also if you like Tokio Hotel then let me know!

Chapter 2

Story Status

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 10:32:54 GMT

Hey Everyone,

Wanted to let you know that from now on their will be no dates set for updates. I have been having a hard time writing fanfiction at the moment and anything I do write will be posted on Sunday's from now on.

That means no update of Because God Commanded It today- though I have started the chapter. However, the next chapter is important since I am missing out the episode Rapture since I don't want to have to deal with the whole Vessel thing. However things are starting to form now.

I will be posting an update of Solo Por Ti (since I have till chp 6 written) and hopefully an update of The Key and Her Vampire will be updated since I have been working on the chapter...

~TouchoftheWind

Tokio Hotel

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 21:56:17 GMT

I have recently found a band that I like- Tokio Hotel...a hugely popular band...which is why I was surprised I hadn't heard of them...

A few things I have found- http://fiction.tokiohotelfiction.com/index.php
And their video to their song Automatic (which is the song that drew me into their music)-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Mi1xxT3Fqc

Bill is really good looking- I love his hair in the video...and his voice is amazing...

Also check out the songs- Monsoon, 1000 Oceans, Don't Jump and Scream which can be found on the same acount...

Anyone has any thoughts them let me know- if you don't like the band then please do not comment if you are going to slag them off...

Also does anyone know any good galleries of the band?

Shadows and Orbs Status

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 21:48:24 GMT

Hey everyone!

I am really sorry about my lack of updates- I don't what has come over me recently...I am finding it hard to sit down and right something- anything actually... I know that people are waiting for an update but this story is important to me and I want it to be good...its the most popular story I have...I think its readers deserve a good chapter. I have some things written and hopefully I'll get something done next week.

I promise to update as soon as I can. Any ideas people can send would be helpful.

~TouchoftheWind

Fanfic Rec

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 23:09:53 GMT

Warning: Stories contain slash.

DemonChildeKyra

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Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:42:00 GMT

Warnings: Slash content in these stories.

Branwen777

NCIS Fanfic Rec!

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:19:28 GMT

Warnings: These stories feature dominant and submissive relationships, rape, torture, slash, and abuse.

Xanthe

Queer as Folf Fanfic Rec!

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 20:07:31 GMT

Warnings: Anti-Michael, Anti-Lindsay, Anti-Debbie and Anti-Ethan featured in these stories.

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Enjoy!

Lost, Alone and Found (Angel/Twilight Oneshot)

Sun, 25 Oct 2009 11:37:08 GMT

A/N: Angel/Twilight One-shot

Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer and Angel to Joss Whedon.

FFA: Rosalie Cullen, Connor Angel

Warnings: Character deaths

Summary: A 4-year-old Connor is alone…luckily for him someone has come to find him… (Connor was not kidnapped by Holtz- the fact he was born was not widely found out unlike in the show).

Lost, Alone and Found

The sun had just set and the streets were deserted as the wet weather had set in- it was rare for any kind of wetness in LA but occasionally it chased people off of the streets. Connor gave a cry as he stumbled and he shivered as pain ran through his ankle. His small body was cold and wet from the sleet which fell on him. Connor’s brown hair was plastered to his small head and ice blue eyes were surrounded by tears. 4 year old Connor Angel was not happy. And he was alone.

Connor’s blue eyes looked over the empty street and towards the Hyperion- his home. Daddy was gone…Auntie Fred and Cordy too…Uncle Gunn, Wes and Lorne had been gone some time before that. No-one noticed that a child had been in the Hotel when the police had arrived. Daddy was careful to not let anyone know that Connor had been born…Daddy had said it would be bad if people found out that he was a child of Vampires.

Connor gave a shiver as the cold settled into his tiny limbs and on instinct placed his small thumb into his mouth and began to suck on it- hoping that the motion that usually allowed him to sleep peacefully would help him. His other small hand grasped a stuffed dog which had large paws. The toy was worn (it had one eye missing) and well loved and held in a tight grip. Connor was wearing his favourite pj’s…they had spaceships on them and his small feet were encased in little batman slippers. Connor gave a cry as fresh tears made their way down his little face.

“Hello, little one,” a musical voice came from his side. Connor’s blue eyes turned and fixed on a beautiful woman as his hand dropped from his mouth. Her blonde hair was swept back from her pale face in an elegant twist and her topaz eyes were fixed on his small form…eyes that had kindness in them. Her face was flawless and young and she wore a simple jeans and jacket which seemed regal on her. Connor could not hear a heartbeat.

With a cry Connor moved away from her and headed towards the Hotel- he would hide from this Vampire in the maze of rooms. Suddenly the woman was in front of him.

“I mean you no harm, I promise you,” she said honestly and Connor stopped looking at her with wide eyes, “let’s go inside and get you warmed up.”

The pretty woman held out her hand and after a moments hesitation Connor reached out and grasped it loosely. He was lead into the quiet and dark lobby of his home and lifted with ease onto the sofa in the middle. Connor gave a larger shiver as he watched the woman walk into the office his Daddy used and return with a blanket- the one that covered the sofa he would lay on while watching his Daddy work.

“My name is Rosalie Hale-Cullen,” Rosalie said as she wrapped the blanket around him and his stuffed toy.

“Connor Angel,” Connor whispered. Rosalie smiled happily at him.

“I knew your Daddy, Connor,” Rosalie whispered, “and when I heard he was gone I came looking for you.”

“Daddy said no-one knew about me,” Connor scowled. Rosalie smiled at him still.

“He told my Father about you- we met your Daddy years before you were born,” Rosalie explained, “when you were born he told us- in case something happened.”

Connor gave a little nod as he pulled his dog, Whelp, to his small body as one hand headed to his mouth.

“I know you don’t know me, but I was hoping you would come live with me and my husband,” Rosalie finished.

“You’re a Vampire,” Connor stated.

“I am- but not the same breed as your Daddy,” Rosalie answered, “but like your Daddy my family off of animals.”

“I will come with you,” Connor whispered and watched as Rosalie’s face lit up even more and she gathered him into her arms.

“You can call me Rose, little one,” Rose said as she pressed a kiss to his forehead and headed towards the door.

“I don’t have a nick-name,” Connor muttered.

“My husband is good at giving nick-names; you could ask him to come up with one for you,” Rose said as she pushed open the door and looked down at Connor.

“Does spawn count as a nick-name?” Connor asked as his thumb found its way into his mouth and his wide blue eyes looked up at Rose.

“Who called you that?” Rose asked as they walked away from the Hotel through the wet.

“Uncle Spike…Daddy doesn’t like him,” Connor answered.

“I think that will just be Uncle Spike’s nick-name for you, little one,” Rose told him and Connor fell silent as Rose continued to walk sheltering him from the wet as much as she could. In her strong arms Connor felt the darkness creep up on and him and feel asleep peacefully since his family had left him.

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Whelp was named by Spike btw…after Xander because of the missing eye thing.

Please review!