Monday, October 3, 2016

Resistance is Impossible

Again, I promised to share all the things I wrote for Camp NaNoWriMo, so here's this... Whatever this is. I'm moderately okay with this, but it's very strange.

The prompt for this was: "Five things your antagonist cannot resist."

Moderately proud of this one. Got to play with my villain for a bit, which I haven't done in AGES. Had fun with this. Again with the bit of odd writing, trying different things out. Somewhere along the way, it was decided that Josiah likes chocolate. Nearly as much as he likes number 1. He is a strange creature, but I love him anyway.

Impossible to Resist -- an original work by Julie Lynn Thorpe (C) 2016

     List five things you cannot resist.
     Josiah frowned as he stared at the page. No one knew where it had come from or who had delivered it to his room. He snorted, dropping the page back onto the desk where he’d spotted it, ignoring the message.

-

     Two days. It took him a total of two days to come back to it. He hadn’t wanted to, resisted quite well actually, but two days was suddenly torture. He had to look at it again and try and figure out who was demanding such ridiculous things from him.
     List five things you cannot resist.
     “Number one,” he muttered darkly at the page, “Blood drained fresh from my victim.”
     When nothing happened, he snarled and balled the sheet up, tossing it across the room. He questioned the servants again, demanding they try harder to figure out where the stupid thing had come from.
     Once that was finished, he proceeded to indulge in number one. He was feeling particularly hungry tonight.

-

     Days passed and the letter slipped from his mind. He resumed his daily life, which, of course, included the tormenting of his dear cousin. He was rather upset with his aunt and uncle for allowing Elijah to just waltz right back into their lives, but after his near attempt at killing the woman his cousin fancied, Josiah was forced to ignore it.
     “You know she’s going to hate you again,” Josiah leaned against a shelf in the library.
     Elijah looked up and scowled. “Shut up, Josiah. No one asked you.”
     “She was so angry you left the first time, wasn’t she? Why would she take you back a second time?” He rolled his eyes. “How many second chances can you get, cousin, before she decides you’re not worth her time?”
     Josiah grinned as Elijah paled. The younger Vampire straightened and darted from the room, forcing a laugh from Josiah. He grinned darkly. He turned and left the library, heading back to his room, pausing only for a moment as the letter came to mind.
     “Number two,” he hummed, “Tormenting my cousin.”
     It was rather delightful. Perhaps he should do it again soon.

-

     The horse reared as it reached the edge of the field, sides heaving as Josiah reigned her in. He turned the mare back towards the center of the clearing and dismounted, dropping the reins. She huffed and dropped her head, following slowly behind him as he walked into the middle of the clearing.
     “Number three,” he exhaled as he let his legs fold beneath him so that he sank to the ground. “Being able to escape the manor and the idiots who reside there…”
     He let himself fall back so that he could stare at the sky. The stars above seemed to mock him as they shone down on the Earth. He was unsure of the Lycan territory, but he assumed that they would avoid the area for a bit. Or, so he hoped.
     Time alone was a blessing, no matter how much he enjoyed bothering his cousin. The strain of social requirements with his aunt, uncle, and grandfather was far too much on occasion. Tonight was no exception. A party in honor of a possible union between the furred beasts and his family.
     Michaele and Elijah had gotten quite close since her appearance at the manor. They were quite sickening, actually, holding hands and longing looks. He would have to leave soon, it was becoming far too much to handle.
     Jealousy was a possibility, but he didn’t want to think on that too much. Not since that night, he fucked up. No.
     He sighed and closed his eyes. He would rather just enjoy the silence.

-

     He’d made a list of his own now, just below the words List five things you cannot resist. Number one – blood, preferably draining his victim to death but wasn’t a necessity. Number two – tormenting the hell out of his cousin. Number three – being able to escape the manor and the people who lived there. Number four – …
     Josiah stared at the list and frowned. He wasn’t sure what else to add to his list. He had plenty of impulses, though nothing he couldn’t resist. His frown deepened as he briefly thought to write do something stupid just to spite my elders but that wasn’t quite true. He could resist that if the effort was strong enough.
     “My lord?”
     The Vampire turned his head towards the servant who held out a box. “What?”
     “Your sister returned and asked me to deliver this to you, my lord.”
     He raised an eyebrow and took the box, shooing the man away as he did so. He removed the lid and blinked in surprise. It was nothing more than a box of chocolates – the ‘oh so expensive’ sort from Paris.
     He let out a laugh, shaking his head. Of course, in the middle of the madness that this list was creating, his sister would, of course, bring him something he couldn’t resist. She was brilliant when she chose to be. It was a pity they weren’t closer sometimes.
     Number four – expensive chocolates from Paris. Especially if they were purchased by his sibling.

-

     He watched them run into the forest, hand in hand. He snarled softly as he hid among the eaves of the manor, knowing it wouldn’t be last he would see of the damned woman who haunted his waking hours as much as she haunted his dreams.
     Josiah was tempted to follow her, tempted to tell her that he’d killed the man in the hall for her so that she would remember that she had loved him, once and that it was possible she could love him again.
     The fifth and final thing he could not resist, no matter how much he tried, was her – Lycan and lover to the Alpha of the forest and keeper of his cousin.
     The woman he’d lost once before, the woman he’d lost again…                                
     Michaele Sencor.


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