Return-Path: Date: Thu, 4 Jun 1998 16:28:41 EDT Reply-To: Allyson ll Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories From: Allyson ll Subject: The Last Forgotten Knight (01/02) To: FKFIC-L@LISTS.PSU.EDU Disclaim me: This was meant to be a response to S. Clark's challenge but... I'll let you decide that. Nicki and LC of my own creation not. Though, I'd be interested in hearing what you thought. Permission to ftp and fkfanfic to archive. The Last Forgotten Knight by Allyson An evil so deep it hurt. In liquid time eclipsing forever a beast so dormant in its slumber, it was thought to never be awakened. A man so torn in mortal quandary ponders life in sundry inquires. A man asleep, a beast forgotten leads to matters of much destruction. Destruction of will, death of a soul, only to kill, only to hold life in dead hands, love in a dead heart. A father stands near, awaiting his son. In truth his son, unburdened by guilt and beautiful torment. A present he sent with dutiful wishes and sorrowful laments. A present of death driven through flesh in a final wish. The man's heart bleeding through his love, loving the blood through which he bleeds his father pains at that he sees. Falling to his knees, weeping for dear, sweet Nicholas. Falling into darkness dear, sweet Nicholas screams. Both falling and screaming and weeping and wanting and waiting and hoping for something. For something... A quiet descends at midnight peculiar. A silence unheard, yet somewhat familiar to the ears which are burning with raging desire to repent the act that did transpire. Curling his knees up to his chin, bewildered, he pleads with the demons within. Hoping to dispell his general's honour of wishes fulfilled, courage to bring his son back to himself. Ice blue eyes transfixed on tomorrow, out through the window grow weary. The decision unbound from mortal dictations reveals itself in unholy revelations. fin part I Allyson solitudeprod@juno.com Date: Thu, 4 Jun 1998 16:28:41 EDT Reply-To: Allyson ll Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories From: Allyson ll Subject: The Last Forgotten Knight (02/02) To: FKFIC-L@LISTS.PSU.EDU In slumbering quietude a hunger awakes, even in death the creature begs. Begs to be set free on the world, to rage and slaughter, savoring the blood ever after. Nicholas groans a growl from within, eyes burnt with amber flash, intruding on the din fighting for dominance within LaCroix. An unholy angel unsaved by salvation looks at him, pleading. LaCroix takes pause in his consolidations, tilting his head at his creation. Looking deep into eyes ablaze with a fire of evil, LaCroix allows a smile to crease his face. His son has seen Death and Death has claimed his. A prize of goodness, love and hope, leaving in its place darkness and craving, a soulless creature invading his beloved Nicholas. Standing with pride and strength of thousands LaCroix relieves his son of fleshen hurt. Bending to him with wrists that bleed love, life is reborn. Nicholas pauses taking in solace, where he lay and on who he has fallen. A hand with no life traces her chin, remembers her feelings, laughs with with a grin. A mortal no more silent death fell, giving her nothing but escape from this Hell. Nicholas sighs and raises her hand graces a kiss and cares not, for her life which has ceased. He knows not what he wanted just nights before nights. A knight no longer, a quest misplaced in exchange for a demon. He looks to his father extending a hand which is received. Through all this finality, all understand. A son has returned, mortality forgotten. A feast of eternity, a reign together. This last night that began will now last forever. fin Allyson solitudeprod@jon.com