Blood is Life - Mick/Beth - ONESHOT - PG
Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 10:12 am
[x]Title: Blood is life.
[x]Author: Heartagram_LaLa
[x]Rating: PG
[x]Warning: Blood, but if you watch moonlight then blood shouldnt really be a warming, but ill put it anyway lol, just incase.
[x]Pairing: Mick/Beth
[x]Genre: Angst, 352 words
[x]Spoilers: 1x04 Fever
[x]Summary: Mick's thoughts about blood, a lifesourse for humans and vampires alike, and his feelings about the 'bathtub' scene from Fever.
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, im just borrowing them =D
Humans and vampires are alike almost as much as they are different.
Humans need blood to survive; Vampires need blood to survive.
Humans can, and often do, donate blood to save lives. Just because the life they save may be that of a vampire, doesn’t override the fact that they willingly parted with their blood.
And that is what keeps my guilt at bay as I feed off the willingly given blood. Sure it’s not quite as satisfying as taking the ruby red liquid straight from the source, but it’s a price I am willing to pay, to keep to monster in me at bay.
Think of it as a steak, I used to love a good steak, cooked to perfection so it melts in your mouth, but even if it wasn’t cooked perfectly, if it was a little over or under cooked, it was still pretty damn good.
And I am willing to stick with pretty damn good.
Well I was, until Beth came along.
She really threw a spanner in the works.
She willingly gave up her blood for me to feed on, to save my life, except it wasn’t via a donation at a hospital; it was via a vein in her arm. I took it with less trepidation that I would like to admit, but I was dying and I knew her life source would be the only way that I could survive.
But ever since the moment my fangs pulled away from her skin I felt guilty. The vampire in me was healing and satisfied so the hunger died down to a manageable level, leaving my human side to think freely, and feel guiltier then I ever had before.
I did the one thing that I had sworn to myself I would never do, from the moment I first laid my eyes on Beth, as a scared little child, I vowed to protect her, to keep her from evil, but I went back on my word. I managed to protect her from everyone and everything except myself.
My greatest demon and the vampire I hate the most, myself.
FIN
Comments are greatly appreciated.
[x]Author: Heartagram_LaLa
[x]Rating: PG
[x]Warning: Blood, but if you watch moonlight then blood shouldnt really be a warming, but ill put it anyway lol, just incase.
[x]Pairing: Mick/Beth
[x]Genre: Angst, 352 words
[x]Spoilers: 1x04 Fever
[x]Summary: Mick's thoughts about blood, a lifesourse for humans and vampires alike, and his feelings about the 'bathtub' scene from Fever.
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, im just borrowing them =D
Humans and vampires are alike almost as much as they are different.
Humans need blood to survive; Vampires need blood to survive.
Humans can, and often do, donate blood to save lives. Just because the life they save may be that of a vampire, doesn’t override the fact that they willingly parted with their blood.
And that is what keeps my guilt at bay as I feed off the willingly given blood. Sure it’s not quite as satisfying as taking the ruby red liquid straight from the source, but it’s a price I am willing to pay, to keep to monster in me at bay.
Think of it as a steak, I used to love a good steak, cooked to perfection so it melts in your mouth, but even if it wasn’t cooked perfectly, if it was a little over or under cooked, it was still pretty damn good.
And I am willing to stick with pretty damn good.
Well I was, until Beth came along.
She really threw a spanner in the works.
She willingly gave up her blood for me to feed on, to save my life, except it wasn’t via a donation at a hospital; it was via a vein in her arm. I took it with less trepidation that I would like to admit, but I was dying and I knew her life source would be the only way that I could survive.
But ever since the moment my fangs pulled away from her skin I felt guilty. The vampire in me was healing and satisfied so the hunger died down to a manageable level, leaving my human side to think freely, and feel guiltier then I ever had before.
I did the one thing that I had sworn to myself I would never do, from the moment I first laid my eyes on Beth, as a scared little child, I vowed to protect her, to keep her from evil, but I went back on my word. I managed to protect her from everyone and everything except myself.
My greatest demon and the vampire I hate the most, myself.
FIN
Comments are greatly appreciated.
