Another Love Story

AngelicMouseGirl, you think my fics fucked up?
Lol, it gets a whole lot more fucked.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu Gi Oh, but Saffron is my original
character.

WARNING: Character death.... kinda.... and sex.

//=Character thoughts
**=Flashback
()=Authoress Notes
~~~=POV change

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Chapter 8 - Amor E Morte - Tristan/Saffron POV

~~~SAFFRON~~~

"Thee I invoke bornless one. All woman, pure predator
wherin conspiracy and impulse dwell like a seething fall
from grace. Your are in my dreams, the darkness in my
eyes, the anguish in their screams. Black Goddess.......
Arise!" I called from within my pentagram of power.
I knelt in the center, my arms outstretched before me.
My long dark hair cascading down my back.
The ground began to tremble.
"Ankhenespepi my queen come forth to me and help
me seize my future from the house of death." I
continued the next part of the invocation.

"Saffron.... snare the flesh and suck dry the ebbing wound.
Leave them lifeless and broken my beloved. Then and only
then will the pleasures of Eden be yours and the sinews of
life itself will be tied in the very veins of your bloodline." An
unmistakeably female voice answered in my head.

"Sinful Eve, even the moon will not lend me her light. The darkness
does not help me take human life. How might I reclaim
the world as my right?" I asked the goddess.

"Their blood is your life and their tears taste like wine.
So scholars might say we were blinded by pride. Like the sins
of our fathers or the whims of our kind whom in Isiah and
Midian thrived, regaining their sights for the storming of skies.
And now after centuries have crawled, vilified, our dark harkened
day on spread wing now arrives." My goddess replied.

"In the release of immortality I shall slay their fucking
Nazarene. Ah... my queen I kill for you." I finished.
I could feel the goddesses electrifying presence retreating.

"And the fear retreats forever when my secrets are buried in thine.
Under darkened stars we stand together to plot the new
ages decline." I whispered.

My five cardinal candles flickered and went out. I stood up,
stretching my thin body.
/I shall not disappoint you my queen./
There was a party happening next . Th. The perfect
place to snare an unsuspecting sacrificial lamb.


~~~TRISTAN~~~

/More beer./
I stumbled outside, leaning heavily against the balcony railing.
My vision was blurry as hell. I couldn't see a damn thing.
/Maybe no more beer. I should just go home. Ill deal with
Joey, that fag, later./
I tripped and fell over in the driveway.
/Might just sleep here./
I closed my eyes.

"Hey sugar, what are you doing down there?" a voice asked me.
I opened my eyes.
Above me stood an archangel, framed in shadow. She was beautiful,
with long dark blue hair, porcelain white skin and piercing blue eyes.
Her clothes were black as far as I could tell. She had a pair of
glossy black feathered wings extending from her back.
"Come on sweetie. Get up." she giggled, helping me off the ground.
I swayed on my feet.

"I'm.. Tristan...." I mumbled.
"I'm Saffron, want to come to my house?" she asked me.
I nd and and followed her next door. She let me inside.
I collapsed on a couch, falling asleep instantly.


~~~SAFFRON~~~

/This was easier than I thought./
I watched Tristan sleep for a few moments before casting my magic on him.
He woke up, completely sober.
He sat up, then jumped when he noticed me.
"You're real..." he stated.
I laughed.
"Yes I know." I said.
"Saffron...." he murmured.
I walked over to him.
"You've got wings!" he exclaimed.
I smiled.
"Archangel. Fve mve me." he gushed, bowing low to me.
/Fool. I'm no archangel. I'm here to kill you./

"Get up Tristan. Come with me." I commanded, turning and
walking from the room.
I led him to the room in which the ritual would be carried out.
He stopped in the doorway.

I shed my clothing and examined the stone altar. The
surface was polished smooth from use. I kept it clean though,
I never let the blood stain it.
"Come on Tristan." I said.
He looked me up and down, blushing.
/Fine. Have it your way, and i'll have a little fun./

I walked over to him, holding his gaze. I slipped the trenchcoat
off his shoulders and kissed his neck. He squirmed a little.
I tried not to laugh.
I soon had him naked and i pushed him up against the altar.
He hissed at the cold stone.
I drew my nails down his back, knowing that his blood would
be trickling from the scratches.

"Lay down." I told him, weaving an enchantment so that he
wouldn't feel pain.
Tristan climbed up on the altar and lay down. I leapt up and
sat astride him. He reached up and gently pinched my erect
nipples. I threw my head back and moaned.

/Focus. Make it good for him./
"Do you want to fuck me?" I aksed him, teasing his erection with
my fingertips.
"Gods yes!" he cried, exasperated.
I adjusted my position and impaled myself hard and fast
on his shaft. I cried out, he was bigger than I had anticipated.
"Easy girl..." he mumbled, slowing me down a bit.
I met his thrusts hard, moaning along with him.

/Now or never./
As Tristan was about to cum, I drew a longsword from it's sheath
on the wall. He arched his back as he released inside me. I
brought the sword down hard, feeling it grate against the stone beneath
Tristan.
I gave into the pressure building up inside me and came
hard.
"I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine abandonment unto our
lady with a quenchless thirst for you that exists beyond all
knowledge." I yelled, then collapsed half onto Tristan,
the sword standing to my right.


~~~TRISTAN~~~

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a dark place.
The name 'ow Row Realm' manifested itself in my head.
Instinctively I knew I had to return to the real world, and how
to do that.
I appeared in a stone chamber. Before me was an altar on
which a woman and man lay. I knew the man was dead, and that he
was a part of me. A part of me that i'd shed. I was a higher
being now.

I rubbed the womans bare shoulder. She sat nd lnd looked at
me sleepily.
"Saffron." I said.
"yes my lord. The goddess sent you." she replied.
/The goddess. Yes. The Goddess./
"Yes." I stated.
Saffron climbed off my corpse. She was impossibly thin and pale,
and covered with blood.
"I must dispose of this body." she said.
I nodded and left her to it.

~~~SAFFRON~~~

/Finally. The dark lord has come to aid me. Oh thank you goddess.
Together, we shall not fail you./
I bundled Tristan's naked former body into my arms. I carried him
back to the party, sneaking in the shadows.
I quickly healed the wound in his chest and dumped him on a
bathroom floor. I, uh, well, exploded his head. I conjured a
gun and placed it in his hand.
Satisfied it looked like suicide, though his clothes were missing,
I returned the way I had come to speak with Tristan. The angel of night,
with wings and hair to match my own.
/I've waited eternity for you Tristan... They say heaven must be better
but if we're hellbound whatever, lets go down together./


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Just a quick note, the ritual words are just cradle of filth song lyrics.
Nothing too sinister.....
Yup.... so... Bakura next right? Good. I have big plans.
BIG PLANS!!!!!! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha