valkyrietheory

valkyrietheory @ 2010-03-12T04:47:00

2010-03-12T09:48:07Z

She lies at his feet. She hungers, she thirsts. She hasn't known human sounds in some time, hasn't remembered the taste of food.

She curls up in the white garb and prays.

Prays for him to come home.

valkyrietheory @ 2010-03-12T04:45:00

2010-03-12T09:46:00Z

why won't they burn me?

why won't they?

He doesn't know what to say.

The car moves. He doesn't tear his eyes away from her corpse.

valkyrietheory @ 2010-03-11T03:01:00

2010-03-11T08:11:10Z

She doesn't look physically imposing. She's only 5'5", almost underweight with her refusal to eat, and her arms are bound.

But when Davis grips her, he feels his hair stand on end. He can feel the walls swirl and his fears stir.

He leads her to her room, her head lolling, and he hates just the little contact he has. She stumbles and Jefferson just clenches his jaw and hoists her up on the other side. Her breathing picks up as they get closer to the room for her. Davis feels sweat pour down his face now, can feel his chest start to restrict.

Her feet come alive, kicking and flailing, but they hold her up higher, even when Davis starts to see things flicker and move. The door opens and they finally toss her in, Jefferson visibly grateful to let her go.

They don't talk about what happened, letting her scream in her cell.

3 x 10

2010-03-10T08:16:01Z

He’s not quiet when her hand grips his cock firmly.

She’s not quiet either when he nips at her neck.

The feel of his tongue makes her more than audible.

{keep.}

2010-03-10T07:53:34Z

(she'shisshe'shisshe'shisshe'shisshe'shisshe'shis.)

Dr. Suresh finds this to be misogynist.

You tell him that such a thing has no bearing on gods. You tell him that she belongs to you and you belong to her and such human concepts do not apply.

He admonishes you and humors you. Does not believe that he prays fervently to you at night or that he always asks Ganesha to help him with his patients. Does not believe that you know that he is a good man that he tries his hardest.

It is a pity.

valkyrietheory @ 2009-12-26T21:43:00

2009-12-27T02:41:59Z

01. Tea – It’s Uriel’s first time making it, but he thinks he does a good job as he offers the cup of green tea to Raphael. (who doesn’t have the heart to tell him it has too much sugar in it)

02. Forgiveness – Raphael can’t possibly forgive him for this, Uriel thinks as he looks at the shattered teapot.

03. Hurt – He’ll never forget how Uriel looked for that one moment, watching him fall before he pushed free of Lucifer, grasped his hand (and Fell.)

04. Time ― It has been centuries since then, but Raphael remembers how Uriel looked in heaven as if it was yesterday and it never fails to make him sick.

05. Silence ― Shukaku holds a finger to his lips and Uriel grins and puts his hand over his mouth, both trying to keep as quiet as possible as Raphael ran around the house, looking for them both.

06. Flower ― “How about this one?” Uriel smiles and Raphael looks at the mirror, seeing the flower in his hair, blue and bright and he nods.

07 – Touch – Raphael’s fingers brush over Uriel’s hair, pulling his bangs up and he doesn’t expect Uriel to shift over, but he does, clinging to Raphael’s shirt and he allows himself a smile.

08 – Sex – “What’s this?” Uriel picks up the green packet and it is only by luck that Raphael snatches it out of his hand before Michael can turn around.

09 – Envy – Okay, so, he really wanted that toy that Uriel had, he really, really did, but he wasn’t going to admit it, he was just going to push him and take it.

10 – After – Once Raphael and Uncle Shu stop making noises, it’s always safe for Uriel to come in and squeeze between them, and it makes him smile when they both throw their arms over him.

11 – Fire – Hescreamsscreamsscreamsohmichaelwherewasraphaelitburneditburnedinthistreehewantedouthewantedouthewantedout.

12 – Passion – “Go!” Raphael runs full speed, faster, faster, and then he leaps in the red wagon and down the hill he and Uriel soared, laughing and squealing the whole time.

13 – Kiss – The best part, though, is when they get bruised up and Mommy kisses it better.

14 – Thoughts – He hates it (likes it) when he thinks of Uriel’s mouth against his neck, his fingers in his hair, sweat down his face, the need in his voice, and he hates it when he stops thinking about it and makes it happening.

15 – Mine – Michael can see he hates it when Michael takes Uriel to his bed, but what can Raphael do --- they all belong to Michael, all of them.

16 – Eyes ― The first time he meets her, she’s sitting in a pink dress, hair in pigtails, fingers rubbing at her eyes, sniffling in a way that makes him frown.

17 – Gentle ― Uriel looks up when someone presses a handkerchief against her face, and she lets them wipe her tears up, not minding the way they dabbed at her face.

18 – Lust ― Raphael bites down into Chelsea’s shoulder, but it’s Uriel’s gaze he keeps.

19 – Hollow ― He doesn’t know what to do with himself, just cradles his little brother’s body to his chest as the angels continue to fight.

20 – Forever ― “We’ll be together forever, I promise,” Uriel puts her pinky through Raphael’s and he smiles, believing her.

21 – Breeze ― Raphael dances in the wind, just for his brother, smile on his face, crazed, crazed on his face because it brings laughter from Uriel.

22 – Dark ― There’s nothing in the tree but darkness, darkness and pain and there is no Raphael and he screams and screams for it to stop, but it never stops, it never stops.

23 – Follow ― “C’mon,” he tugs at Uriel’s hand, towards the Town That Never Saw Light, and she follows him, almost tripping over her shoe laces.

24 – Hostile ― Raphael all but snarls, pulling Uriel closer, even if his little brothers is moving too much against him, fighting against his arm as Michael enters.

25 – Anger ― He does it on purpose, just to see the angry, hot look on Raphael’s face when he kisses Uriel’s forehead, touches his hair like a gentle lover.

{ drank my war. }

2009-12-25T07:43:37Z

these guys aren't vacating soon. i don't know how to feel about that.

01 – River; He first sees her wading in the river, singing softly, seemingly unaware of the bodies from the battle or how deep they dyed the water she drew, hair mixing with it as she leans down, jar in hand.

02 – Mountain; “Send him to the mountains,” Asoka had said, smile on his face, “he will never return, not him, not Rama, not Krishna.”

03 – Valley; Rama turns his horse, and he looks at his two younger brothers and knows that, perhaps, he will never see them again, but he has to do his duty in the valley and they wherever else Asoka wanted.

04 – Heart; She smiles at him as she stands up, blue eyes bright in her face, bangles jangling, and he swears his heart moves up his throat.

05 – Soul; “You can have honor and a soul,” Radha says, bandaging his arm, watching tears streak down his face, “You can have both.”

06 – Escape; She knows she shouldn’t ask this, she should be his advisor, the one who helps guide him, but instead, she is selfish and asks, why can’t we leave this place?

07 – Climb; She laughs and Shiva just climbs higher and higher on the mountain, determined to find her this time.

08 – Freedom; Krishna can leave, be free with Radha because he is the youngest, but Rama and Shiva are trapped still.

09 – Wind; The wind whistles through the battlefield and she walks, looking, looking for something, pretending that this isn’t the third time she’s met Shiva.

10 – Storm; Finally, he finds her, curled up in a cave with the jars of blood water, back turned to the storm, able to see the words carved on her back as she sleeps.

11 – Rain; The rain comes in torrents and he takes off his cloak, able to see her shiver just a little --- strange, that it makes him smile.

12 – Thunder; A clap of thunder wakes her up and she’s surprised to find a cloak draped on her form, and a man sitting in front of her jars.

13 – Snow; “I will never not love you, Sita,” he says, hand grasping hers as white flurries come down, “but if I am to rule, I cannot abide even a whisper against your virtue.”

14 – Stone; Sita’s mouth thins, her face hardens, but her heart remains as it was, just neglected.

15 – Rose; “Petals?” Shiva asks and Kali doesn’t answer, just mixes it in with the bloody water.

16 – Unconditional; “Love is conditional, if my sister’s words are true,” Kali says, voice hollow as she dips the jar into the water.

17 – Limitation; “And I refuse to bend to conditions to have you,” she pretends not to glance back, but he sees it nonetheless.

18 – Ghost; Sita is just a ghost now, a ghost that Kali can never stop hearing.

19 – Haunted; “Why don’t you haunt him?” She sobs, so tired of doing this. “He wronged you, he did, but why must you haunt me?”

20 – Believe; Radha can afford to dream, to have silly songs, and to believe in something better.

21 – Skeptical; Kali frowns as Shiva comes to her --- he’s like everyone else, and he has to be like Rama.

22 – Fright; Radha drops the bowl in fear of this woman with foreign eyes, whose grip on her wrist feels like a bears.

23 – Power; Rama is king now, of another kingdom, but he swears, as he marries Sita, he will not lose his way, that he will free Shiva.

24 – Magic; “Krishna!” Radha cries as the petals begin to dance for her, spin around her and she knows he is magic.

25 – Kiss; He pulls away, smiling sadly before he leaves and Kali spends moments after just frowning, trying to remember the word for what he’d just done.

26 – Embrace; Shiva smiles, pulling her to him, and the poor bastard just doesn’t know better, doesn’t know that in a few days, he will hate her.

27 – Sensual; She can give him this, at least, the feel of her fingers in his hair, her lips on his, and more, as his hands tug at the bandages about her breasts and she gives it, freely.

28 – Seduction; Maybe he will call it a trick later (won’t), but she doesn’t care.

29 – Broken; “You left her to die, to be swallowed by the earth,” Kali lets her words echo in the chamber, angry and calm, “So it is fair I break your kingdom.”

30 – Mend; Nothing will fix things now, but that was why she was born.

31 – Enemy; “I am your enemy and your brothers’ enemy,” Kali makes the whole room fall silent with her words, “and you will listen to me.”

32 – Ally; What Rama doesn’t know is that the men he slaughtered, the men he asked to die for him, they are hers, too.

33 – Saint; “When you die, they will remember you as a man who wanted honor more than family,” the woman speaks and Rama just gets angrier and angrier.

34 – Sinner; “And who are you to speak, a woman of no virtue?”

35 – Rumor; Her eyebrows work together as Krishna speaks --- a rumor, a rumor and this storm was conjured over Rama’s head?

36 – Blood; They gasp --- the blood that spills from her is old, rusted blood and she smirks, pulls Rama’s sword deeper into her gut.

37 – Grieve; He can’t look at Rama as he lifts her up, can’t do anything but sob over her body even if they were enemies in the end.

38 – War; She fought like War itself, fighting fighting fighting as if she could do this for eternity, but eternity was something Rama did not possess.

39 – Battle; Every battle she’d been to, she knew what it was like, knew what to do and she moved the way the dead told her to, the way Sita told her to.

40 – Conquer; But, he still wins when he pushes his sword through her chest and forces her head against the spear.

41 – Dusk; Krishna and Radha flank him as he walks away with Kali’s body, all able to hear the din as the people scream at their king.

42 – Dawn; Dawn blooms red and angry, but he doesn’t move as they anoint her body, build up the pyre.

43 – Surface; The water is so thick on the surface --- she frowns and moves her fingers through it, pretending not to hear him wade through it.

44 – Bury; Radha cries in Krishna’s shoulder as they burn Kali and Shiva’s form curled around her.

45 – Promise; “I will be his ruin,” Sita whispers, “I will be his ruin and he will know that it was me.” She closes her eyes and cuts her hand as she says it, keeps saying it until she can say no more.

46 – Hero; Krishna knows now, what he has to do as he stands, clear-eyed and steady handed.

47 – Web; Radha can see now, the royal’s ways and she feels silly for being unable to see it sooner.

48 – Tangle; She’s tangled in them now, as she follows Krishna to the palace, but they do what they must.

49 – Time; “Your reign is up, brother,” Krishna says solemnly, and Rama can only close his eyes.

50 – Sword; The sword comes down and he can swear Sita is there, holding his hand.

{ keepers. }

2009-12-21T06:57:48Z

She shakes in his arms. Tears streak her cheeks but he has to hear this.

He has to hear her say it. There is no word but hers.

"Please," he knows the warm streaks on his face are his own tears, knows that Raj can see them, knows that, perhaps, it is weak. But he cries nonetheless. "Please, Kali."

She doesn't understand, eyes wide as he takes gulping breaths, eyes poring into hers. She doesn't understand and maybe it's a good thing. At the same time, the fear on her face...

No.

"Kali, please," he chokes out, needsthisneedsthis.

"I won't," she says hoarsely, lips trembling. "I won't leave you. I promise."

Relief, sweet relief washes over him. "Not even---"

"Not even for Brahman," she says, and he knows she only vaguely recalls who he is, but it's enough.

He collapses against her scared, confused form.

Raj's eyes watch as his white shirt is stained black, unable to read the words carved on his father's back.

valkyrietheory @ 2009-12-21T01:44:00

2009-12-21T06:43:25Z

"Please," Sita cries before Brahman, unable to take his smile. "Please, please, free my sister from her husband."

Brahman looks, at least, regretful, as he pulls her to her feet. "I cannot, my dearest Sita, no more than I can free you from yours." He watches her face crumple, her tears come forth. "You know that."

"I haven't seen her, no one's seen her since---" Sita chokes, won't speak of it herself. "But I've seen him, smiling and killing birds, talking like a madman. I know she had children, but he never answers me and I-- I've seen him coated in blood before---"

"I know all of these things," Brahman rumbles, "I know them all, Sita. And I tell you again: I cannot and will not pull them apart. It would be best for you to leave this place, Sita. Leave before you find yourself in danger yourself."

And so she leaves.

He watches her go and shakes his head ---- he knows what will happen but he is a man of puzzles, who may make a man who's only true purpose in life is to move a potted plant and one who knew that if they did not suffer, things could not go on.

{ locked. }

2009-12-21T06:42:17Z

She knows that before, she had another name. She had another life.

(feels blood dripping down her face, tastes sand in her mouth)

She knows that the house is huge, confusing on purpose but also knows if it were not, it would drive her mad.

(the snow, she's only played there once)

All she knows that if she ventured past the walls, if she dared ask her dreams to unravel, the rest of the world would go with it.

(she opens her mouth and the scream swallows everything.)

{ watch your heart }

2009-12-21T06:40:57Z

Sita dies and he smiles. He cleans his hands of her blood and walks back to the house where Kali sleeps. She'll not know. She'll never know.

She will never leave the house, not so long as the sun shines and Brahman lives. He smiles and looks at her curled figure on the cot, chest rising and falling gently. He can hear Raj playing upstairs as he sinks to his knees beside her.

He puts his head on her shoulder and she sighs, turns.

"Where were you?"

"The garden is all," he says with a smile.

There will never be any doubt that he will come back.

(and not even rama can find them.)

valkyrietheory @ 2009-12-21T01:40:00

2009-12-21T06:39:28Z

Caim's not a problem. He does what he's told. Shiva can't help but praise him whenever things go right --- he knows something vital broke in him a long time ago, and it feels like healing it when he says it, his affection aside. But there are missteps.

Kali never liked running some of the more sexual items people wanted. It made her uneasy because of the high price and the high punishment. Shiva didn't blame her, to be honest. It was always an uneasy mix. It always seemed to be made of three parts love and six parts murder. There was a cosmic joke there, but nothing that was much of a problem.

The phone rings and Kali's asleep, trying to recover from a cold. Shiva picks it up and he hears sobbing on the other line. It's harsh, third world almost and it makes the hair stand up. "Hello?" He says, gripping the phone tight. Gibberish comes out, gibberish and sobbing.

It goes dead.

After that, he closes the door, moves the phone downstairs, grabs every information on everyone for the past month. goes through every single one, glancing , glancing at the phone, trying to place the voice. No, no, he's there, she's there, no no---

---the phone rings.

This time, he snatches it up and a man's voice spouts angry Swahili and a feeling of dread slips over him.

Shiva hangs up. In an hour, he leaves a note to Kali, kisses her forehead, and dares to walk on a demon pass to halfway around the world.

(what are these for?)

(brides. they give it to them to give them luck on wedding nights.)

He feels stupid --- of course this would be used as a date rape drug.

Shiva feels his stomach turn over as he enters the room. There's no psychological scar like this --- a shapeshifter going through form after form after form with no cease for someone else's pleasure.

He grimaces and then exterminates everyone in the building but one.

{ shift. }

2009-12-21T06:37:02Z

It's not Kali who finds Caim, actually. It's Shiva.

He doesn't really like strip clubs. They're too packed and something about all these married men who go here bother him. They see too much in these people that Shiva does not. He's only there to take care of one man, in and out.

However, when he follows him to the back after ten minutes, he's not quite prepared to see the man attempting to kill the tiny stripper. He's got the girl buy the throat, choking the life out of her, and before Shiva can feel his anger, can move his hand to shoot, the girl kicks out.

She’s hit the man square in what has to be the solar plexus. The man lets go and Shiva really, really doesn't expect her to suddenly go from a tiny form to a taller, leaner form that is distinctly male. It's then that he slinks back, before the... man can notice.

He watches as his target suddenly becomes the prey, and, he does admit to helping, dimming the sound of the man being torn to shreds. Literally, by jaw and teeth and anger.

By the end of it, the stripper stands, hair turning as red as blood, eyes completely white, mouth and hands coated in blood. Shiva waits for panic to set in, but it doesn't when he wipes his mouth, mouth in a grim line.

He's done this before.

That makes Shiva smile. This will be easier.

"It's easier to dispose of, this way," he says and the redhead turns sharply, baring his teeth at him. Shiva knows what he looks like: a strange Indian man in a pink sweater and blue jeans, white scarf over his shoulders. The man stares at him as Shiva goes on. "The stains and the room though, will be hard. Burn it, perhaps?" He doesn't mind dirtying his shoes with blood. They can be cleaned. "If you've done it before."

"I don't know who the fuck you are," the man says, gravelly voice and all, "but if you're this comfortable, maybe I should be worried." He knows he's at a disadvantage, at least. Shiva laughs, eyes glinting.

"Yes," he says, "you should be."

The man smiles and Shiva smiles back.

The club burns. Shiva doesn't care who gets caught in it.

He does give the shapeshifter a ride, clean clothes, and some of Kali's food.

"Name's Caim," he says through bites of food. Shiva knows he's hungry --- a job like that assures you are. He just drinks his tea. "You're not part of a legal operation, are you?"

"I am not," Shiva says, pushing another plate of meat to him. The shifter snatches up the food quickly, eats and eats.

He doesn't know how to say it, but Shiva can see what he's asking when he says, "How illegal?"

In a week, they put him in the room above theirs.

Kali doesn't mind feeding him, whether it's a meal or clean up of bodies and Shiva doesn't mind exchanging stories as they walk to their next destination.

One more to this odd family.
[/end]

{ bang. }

2009-12-21T06:33:18Z

She looks at him, legs folded. She should be angry, but strangely, just feels a sense of pride that he even managed this. And here, she was thinking he'd probably die a bitter thing.

"I won't tell you not to use him," Kali stares at him ans eh can see him flinch a little, "I won't tell you not to, either." She taps her cigarette on the table, watches his mouth thin. "All I really want you to know, Caim, is that if he gets you killed, I'll bury him too."

She gets up, touches his forehead as she passes. he looks down, almost in shame, but she ruffles his hair. He has nothing to worry about.

She pays for his food and outside, Shiva stands in the snow, cigarette dangling from his lips. She smiles and nods her head to the left. "We can go."

{ christmas! }

2009-12-21T06:30:53Z

Sita is the homemaker. Kali is the clumsy girl who could never really make anything right, just cook. But here she is, locked in one of the upstairs rooms, Shiva safely out singing with that blonde Slayer, trying so very, very hard to make the brightest, happiest knitted hat.

So far, it just looks like a lopsided turnip that she's so, so close to just incinerating, but, for once, she wants to do this. Just wants to make a home made gift for him instead of the usual. Her fingers trip and twist and she can't really get it like Sita can. She could cry from frustration, but dammit, she'd do it.

She sleeps through most of the activities, curled up on a couch with Shiva's jacket, but Christmas morning, she wakes up to the sound of girls pounding down the steps and people's exclamations. Tired, she turns to go to sleep when someone lifts her right up.

"Hey!" Kali twists, half awake before she almost cringes at the sight of the bright orange/green/pink mix that Shiva has on his head as he holds her, spinning her around the tree. It's so hideous, but he smiles when he sets her down, almost lighting up the whole room with his smile

"So that's why your fingers have been so abused," he teases, holding up her hands, the hat lopsided, watching Kali grin slightly, ears turning red. "To make this lovely hat for my ears."

"I picked out the brightest yarn I could find. Just for you and your cold ears," Kali says, Hello Kitty Band-Aid wrapped fingers pulling his hat down, almost over his eyes. He just beams more, leaning in to kiss her.

(it's so so worth it, if just for that.)
(...and the enormous gingerbread house on the table.)

{ on fire }

2009-12-21T02:01:49Z

01.Lies ― He always lies when he says he slept the night before, Kali can see that, fingers trailing over his eyes, able to see the tiredness there, but she can’t really scold him when he smiles at her, touches the curve of her stomach.

02.Truth. ― “You didn’t sleep with Ravana! You refused him more than once an ind the end, Rama throws you out, Sita?” Kali’s eyes are ablaze as she grips her sister by the shoulders and she should care as tears well up in Sita’s eyes, but she doesn’t, not for this injustice.

03.False. ― “I’ll let him believe what he wants,” Sita says and Kali wants to scream.

04.Prophet. ― “Your daughter has no destiny,” he says, “but the one you worship will give her one.”

05.Divine. ― The woman who sits on his window sill smiles a wide smile, and the way her eyes glow gold give her away.

06.Right. ― Kali’s eyes flash and she feels pressure on her chest, but she draws her up anyway, baring her teeth to Rama --- he as no right, no right to treat Sita like this.

07.Left. ― The hair drops to the floor and neither Kali or Rama move to pick it up, and in the end, it never goes.

08.Wing. ― “I am no angel,” Kali laughs, tucking her hair behind her ear, “I have no wings, child, Queen as I am.”

09.Chicken. ― Her hand snatches out and tights on the bird’s neck ― even if Shiva will never speak his hunger (yet), she will feed him anyway.

10.Fingers. ― He runs his fingers through the rent remains of her hair and her angry, sad tears and doesn’t know if he wants to lay into Rama first or take her into his arms.

11.Jewels. ― All the jewels do not sway her, nor all the sacrifices, not when she remembers why her parents abandoned her in the first place, to become a vessel to this monster.

12.Crystal. ― Kali rolls to the side, breathing quietly, seemingly not taking notice of the crystals of glass from the night before.

13.Pendant. ― She wakes up and she’s in someone elses’ bed, but the mangalsutra makes her smile for a moment before remembers (I left), face dropping.

14.Diamond. ― “Why do people like these things?” Kali holds up the diamond and Shiva watches the light fracture around her and he sees why.

15.Ring. ― “Your rings don’t say you’re married,” the woman with blue eyes and black hair says, “Come, drink with me.”

16.Fulfillment. ― “You can’t bed me,” she rambles on, and Spike has to quirk his lips, “I’ve made vows, and breaking them would make me Rama and I hate that whoresonbitch.

17.Kind. ― He didn’t bed her, but he did buy her a drink, and listen and she listened and they talked and now she’s in some woman’s home, sleeping on a bed.

18.Cruel. ― Shiva may not be the most open person, trapped in that cave, but he’s never been cruel.

19.Hope. ― It’s slim, he knows, but Kali (priya) could be here, she could be and when he saw her again, he’d apologize and if she wanted, he’d stay.

20.Faith. ― He almost cries when he can feel her, faintly here, because he’s been rewarded for faith.

21.Respect. ― Her hand twists around her hair and for a moment, Rama thinks she will not do it, but he’s proven wrong when her hand moves and her beautiful hair is no more.

22.Honor. ― “You shame me, Rama,” She says for everyone to hear, “You shame Sita, and you shame Shiva, you shame me and you shame yourself. You have no honor left within you and for as long as I breathe, you never will.”

23.Code. ― Giles ignores the student for a moment and it clicks into place, the silver circlet around the man’s head, the blue streak on his forehead, the long hair and the dhoti and it occurs to him, get the student out of the way, Rupert.

24.Public. ― It takes a great deal of coaxing, but Giles gets him from the school front yard and into the library, calming him down as best he can, trying to think on how to address him as a… God and not a man.

25.Private. ― “Ah, Sire,” Giles clears his throat and the God pins him with his stare, makes the library feel hotter than it should be, “I suppose I would have to clarify this first: you are Shiva, are you not?”

26.Fear. ― Joyce has never felt fear like this until she watches Kali force the vampire onto it’s knees without breaking a sweat and with only her eyes and the sheer force of will.

27.Courage. ― Giles doesn’t expect Shiva to smile or for the smile to look so at home on his face. “You have courage, my friend,” he laughs, and the room feels instantly homier, “to approach me like this and I apologize.”

28.Weakness. ― The look that enters into Shiva’s eyes when he tells him of his wife makes Giles think of Joyce and he and he knows he has to help him, duty or not.

29.Strength. ― Sita envies Kali as she stares dead at Rama, almost hates herself.

30.Whisper. ― “He doesn’t ever come out, not unless I coax him out,” Kali says quietly, hands wrapped around her mug, “it’s fun, sometimes, but I wish he’d just come out to see me, and not because he wants to see what I’m doing.”

31.Confess. ― And he hears her, for once.

32.Sins. ― No matter what she’s done, Shiva can forgive her, so long as she look at him with such a smile.

33.Forgive. ― “I don’t care, priya, if Rama doesn’t ever want to see you again --- I love you, I want you and damn him if he doesn’t want to forgive the truth.”

34.Mercy. ― He turns his mouth as Kali gives him a look (he did nothing), so he doesn’t kill the blonde haired vampire, but he does give him a warning look.

35.Kill. ― It doesn’t kill Spike’s smirk, but Shiva can live with that.

36.Justice. ― She won’t go back and he won’t make her, because she’s right about Rama ― he only wishes he could’ve spoken sooner.

37.Liberty. ― “You can’t leave?” Kali frowns, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, not scared of Spike, holding the mug to his mouth, half wanting to tear him out.

38.Freedom. ― Sita looks so haggard and pale after everything she’s gone through, but that doesn’t matter because she’s home again, in Kali’s arms.

39.Peace. ― The morning comes and Shiva makes himself at home, playing with this… stove, amused at the sound the fire makes as it comes forth, liking Joyce’s home. (feels so human)

40.Bells. ― It’s a relief to hear the bells on Kali’s feet --- it means someone is here besides Giles to talk to.

41.Mocking. ― “Just because I don’t what you’re saying doesn’t mean I can’t guess!” Spike snaps and Shiva just laughs, Kali rolling her eyes, taking the mug away

42.Bird. ― Kali stretches over Spike and breaks the bright bird’s neck on the windowsill, nodding, “I think this will do for now.”

43.Sing. ― Buffy’s eyebrows knit together at the sight of the small man singing in the kitchen with her mother, the same man from Giles’ place.

44.Tune. ― “Sorry to interrupt this lovely,” Buffy waves a hand at the man and her Mother’s still dancing forms, “dance fling, but may I ask why there’s a God in the kitchen?”

45.Soft. ― There’s nothing merciful in the way Shiva takes care of the demon, nothing that said he was the same man who had only moments go played with his wife in the middle of the street with reckless abandon.

46.Hard. ― “I will kill you,” Kali says and there is no room left in her voice to express anything but rage that threatens to choke everything the room, spitting into the vampire’s eyes as she says it, “I will kill you and you will not see nor hear me.”

47.Heaven. ― She breathes, oh yes, she breathes again, in this girl’s body she takes as her own, saying thank you to the Heavens for a brief moment before she beats herself from the coffin, determined to kill him.

48.Hell. ― “I said I would come back.”

49.Naked. ― “I’d look behind you, mate,” Spike says and Shiva’s eyes land on a girl who’s form is taller than his wife’s, hair darker than hers, skin paler, but the eyes, the eyes are certainly hers, gleaming as she steps inside, enemy’s head in her hand.

50.God. ― “Slayer,” she says, mouth in a cruel smirk, “I believe I’ve done your duties for the night.”

{ five lives kali never lived. }

2009-12-21T01:49:32Z

one.
She sits on the train as it passes under the trees. The leaves and branches makes her arms bleed and burn, but it’s nothing.
Her hair curls in her waist in a braid, and she does not thirst or hunger. She likes the constant of this train. People are foreign to her but for the souls who come and go.
She’s just an old god the people forgot about, waiting to die.

two.
The cigarette is pink between her lips as she lights it. The man tied to the chair shakes as he cries, but she’s not concerned.
Inhale.
Exhale.
She moves the gun and then his brains paint the wall.
Inhale.
Exhale.
The door opens, feet click as they make their way to her. Lips brush against her neck, and she knows they’re smiling in her skin.
“He didn’t know,” she says, tilting her neck, “but he has a brother.”
He smiles wider than ever and she moves her hand back to grasp his.
They walk out the room and white eyes look at them questioningly.
“We’ll send the Don his head. I don’t care what you do with the rest,” she says and the fanged tooth smile greets her.

three.
(whatisthiswhoamiwhatami)
you have form now. flesh.
(iamnotican’tbepleasereturnmetowhoiwas)
you cannot. you will not. your mission has changed.
(pleaseplease---)
GO.

The girl screams in the hospital, screams that this wasn’t her body, not her place and the man who came with her doesn’t stir.
(iwassupposedtobeaswordjustaswordnotagirlnothi---)

four.
“Take it.”
Kali’s eyes glint and her hand reaches down and grips the red handle. She feels a surge of power flow through her and with a grin, she pulls it up.
The Scythe feels perfect in her hands.

five.
“Mother,” she says, looking up at the Creator, eyes innocent, “Mother, could I….could I be one of them?”
She smiles at her daughter, and even though she knows he is lurking, even though she knows that once she glimpses him, She will lose her daughter forever, she touches her cheek.
“Yes.”

maybe.

2009-12-21T00:21:22Z

01.Harmony. – The enmity can be felt as soon as the doors open, as soon as people walk inside and mingle. Raj seems not to notice as he puts his arm around Dev, but everyone knows better than to cross Dev with his quiet ways and burning eyes --- it’s always the quiet ones, after all.

02.Manners. ― Outwardly, he has all the manners expected of him, quiet and doesn’t make noise in the classes like the other kids, but every so often, every few months, Dev just… snaps. No one sees it coming and no one’s ever really ready for it.

03.Sync. ― It’s always Dev and Raj, Raj loud and mingling with Soc and Greasers, with Dev always in the back. He doesn’t quiet laugh and he doesn’t quite flirt, but it’s always them. They never mention their brother, the one who wears Madras and always says something that makes Dev and Raj angrier than usual.

04.Focus. ― She rolls her eyes as her mother keeps talking and shuts the door on her. Gita laughs a little, but just shakes her head at Rani’s behavior. Neither want to separate, but it’s for the best.

05.Leap. ― “Rani?” Gita says quietly, watching her mouth thin into line, looking at the bigger, newer school. Gita’s never had guts like this, to walk into such a place with her head high, looking as if she belonged and not looking back as her sister frets.

06.Park. ― Of course, Gita doesn’t know that by third period, Rani can’t take the stares (“Look at that broad’s nose!”) and the girl’s touching of her hair (“Is that real?”) and the way the boy’s eyes just eat her up. She just climbs out the window and goes to the nearest park, intent on just eating the food Gita packed from home.

07.Ride. ― Of course, she doesn’t think about the ride back. Rani bites her lip, looking for where to go, and wondering just why she came here at all.

08.Cotton. ― She feels so fucking stupid in this cotton sari in this cold, wearing jewelry for a school that only required the basics. She should’ve stayed on the other side of town with Gita instead of losing her way and she needed to stop whining and figure out what to do---

09.Candy. ― “Hey,” Raj nudges Dev as they walk through the park, arms full of candy from the movie theater, “is it just me or do you see a girl there, in a sari?” Dev looks where his brother is pointing and sure enough, it is a girl.

10.Frosting. ― “Oi!” There’s a boy with a big nose waving at her, Gujarati it looks to be, frosting smeared on his face. He grins as he walks up, him and who has to be his brother, both of them in leather jackets, jeans, hair down to their shoulders almost, kids her mother didn’t like, boys she knew how to talk to.

11.Hair. ― The first thing Dev notices that her hair is long, braided with a pink thread through it. She has no bangs to speak of, but she isn’t quite a good Indian girl, not with the way she looks at Raj, like she’s talked to boys like them.

12.Hold. ― “What are you doing out here this time of night?” Raj jostles the candies he’s holding and the girl seems to perk up at him speaking in Hindi. “I’m new here,” she says, and Dev looks up at her voice.

three deserts.

2009-12-20T22:48:51Z

The first time, the girl is hardly sixteen, her body covered in tattoos. She has hair in braids and smells like blood and sand and dust.
Same as anything else here.
The girl has fiery brown eyes and Kali rolls over, pulling her legs up further to ignore her. Eyes like that make for annoying trouble.
(speaktome)
The girl watches her for days on end. Watches Kali wrestle the lions, watcher her hunt the meager food, watches her scrub her skin until it peels.
Watches, waits, never speaks.
Finally, the girl moves when Kali turns her back, exposes the scar on her back from the fight, the one she refuses to let heal.
Her feet sound quiet, but not quiet enough as she races behind her.
The only sound she makes is the gurgle of blood in her throat when Kali pierces it with the hands she could not see.
Her body hits the sand.
There are no more words.

The second time, the girl’s body had long been devoured by Kali, the fight in her feeding her for some time. It had left her warm and dreaming wonderful bloody dreams before, like before, it just receded to sand and fever dreams and crying with no tears.
This time, the girl is stockier, louder than the first. She carries a wicked knife, one eye missing. She smirks and stops feet away from Kali’s propped up form on the lion who’s taken a shine to her like all of his forefathers.
“Are you Oduda?” The girl says, and Kali rolls up a blue eye, throat dry as the air around her. It’s odd to hear a human voice --- did they all sound so grating and rough? “Your skin isn’t black.”
Without a word, Kali shifts her legs and lets the girl see her body for what it really is, before turning her head away and letting it shrink.
She sees the girl move and her foot catches the girl’s chin.
(talk.)
The sound she makes as she hits the sand would make a normal person scared. It just makes Kali annoyed. The girl gets back on her feet, eyes blazing this time.
“What a simpleton,” Kali rasps, and it’s the first time she’s spoken in decades. Her words sound like metal against metal in her own ears and she thinks to herself, how impolite.
The girl bares her teeth again. “Don’t you dare call me that!” She moves again, and this time, Kali stands up.
The knife bites into her collarbone and the girl smirks in triumph. “Would a simpleton be able to do that?”
Kali lets herself grow taller, tall enough to where the girl is the size of her ankle before she smiles.
“That’s cheating!” The girl screams and she sounds like an ant. Kali lifts up her foot and then presses her toe on the girl. She listens carefully as bones grind and scrape, as the girl screams until there is no more.
She goes back to normal and the girl writhes on the sand, not knowing illusion from fact.

The girl wakes and Kali is in the shadows, watching her. The girl breathes so loudly, like she’s never drawn breath before in her life.
“Where are you, Oduda?” She demands, hand shaking as it grasps for her weapon again. “You never leave this place, you can’t fool me!”
Kali laughs, but only to herself as she moves about the camp, silly girl not even thinking to light a fire. Where had she come from, the idiot?
“Show yourself, you coward!” The girl shouts again, and it makes the lions roar in anger and Kali’s skin to crawl.
(tooloud)
She lunges from behind, and the girl screams when Kali brings her teeth slamming into her the thick column of her neck, just like a feline. The girl screams and writhes as Kali transforms, claws raking into her skin and bone.
In the morning, Kali curls up beside the girl’s silent corpse, head on velvety paws, tail thumping in the sand.

She’s tired, she’s thirsty, she wants.
Closes her eyes against the noon time sun, surrounded by lions and lionesses, blood caked on her hands. Killed some hyenas before and they were as lean as she.
Perhaps, as her fingers run over the bracelet that keeps her here, perhaps, today, she will die.
She sleeps.

…water?
Kali’s eyes snap open at the feel of water on her cracked lips and not caring where it came from, drank it greedily. It tasted so sweet, so sweet, she needed more more more---
----and then it was gone.
Blue eyes squinted at the girl above her, wide brown eyes searching Kali’s.
“More,” she rasps, “More.”
The girl shakes her head, pulling the water to her.
Kali makes to snarl, but before she can move, the girl moves, out of her range.

The girl comes and goes with water. Each time, Kali tries to snatch at her, but it never works.
Finally, the girl comes again, and Kali makes no move to snatch at the water, to bite, to do anything.
The girl smiles. “Would you like to be free, Oduda?”
“Yes,” Kali says, every inch of her behind the word. “Yes.”
“What will you give for your freedom, Oduda?” The girl touches Kali’s hair, and shame flashes across her face.
How observant.
“Free me first,” Kali says, tilting her chin up, “and then you will receive your reward.”
The girl smirks. “I know gods.”
Kali clenches her teeth and extends her hand, the girl putting the knife in her palm.
She watches as Kali grips her hair at the base of her neck and with one last, hateful look, cuts it.

The girl returns to her village, Slayer.
Kali walks free, hair showing her shame.

{ five lives shiva never lived. }

2009-12-20T22:46:43Z

Five Lives Shiva Never Lived.

One.
He wakes up and the rain is still coming. He closes his eyes and lts sleep claim him again.
The next time, Sita is dabbing at his forehead with a cool cloth, concerned look on his face. He supposes he should be grateful for her generosity, but, no. He turns his eyes to the wall.
“You have to stop doing this to yourself,” She says quietly, “You’ll never bring her back like this.”
Hate flashes in him and for a moment he wants to shove Sita away, but he’s too weak to do anything but let her clean his forehead, calm the fever.
“Rama is doing all he can. I promise,” Sita’s voice cracks, “my sister will come back to you. She will.”
The laugh that comes from him is bitter and broken.
They will let Kali come back when their vengeance is spent, he says and Sita flinches at how cold his voice is in her mind, and their vengeance is never spent.
Sita tries not to be surprised when she sees him later, looking to the skies, drink in hand.

Two.
The door falls and what’s inside is not what Dean is expecting.
A small Indian man with a blue line of dust on his forehead pulls his hand away from Ava, eyes gold. They pin themselves on him as her form collapses to the ground, joining his brother’s form.
The man smiles calmly at him, seemingly unconcerned with the gun Dean was raising.
“He lives,” the man says and that makes Dean waver for a moment.
But only for a moment.

Three.
They’re wild here, this evergreen planet with its blue skies no one else wanted.
Chases her through countless forests, first as a gazelle, and then a tiger, and then it’s the human feet he loves so much. She takes flight and he follows and it’s them for miles and miles and miles.
Then he wakes up and no, he’s on a ship that is not his own and there is an empty space in his head where she once occupied.

Four.
The smirk is making him irritated.
“I should be jealous, I guess,” Kali says, eyes dancing, “that you’ve got bigger breasts than me.”

Five.
She wakes with a groan and he can’t help but smile, fingers pulling up her shirt. His mouth skims over her distended stomach, able to hear their baby’s heartbeat in tandem with hers. The people work outside and the servants remain quiet.
All is well.
“My King,” Kali says with a quirk of her lips, chest moving gently, “Did you sleep at all?”
“Of course,” he lies, kissing her stomach more and she laughs, watching the sunlight glint off the band around his forehead.
This is perfection.

(faces)

2009-12-20T22:45:20Z

This has been bugging meeeee. So here I'll put up faces for characters taking up space.

SHIVA.

KRISHNA/VISHNU.

SITA.

KALI.

RAMA?

RAVANA

BRAHMAN

valkyrietheory @ 2009-12-09T23:16:00

2009-12-10T04:16:57Z

Notes: He refuses to beg for death.

Itachi finds the apartment easily. It's mostly deserted, whores doing their jobs.
Shukaku is halfway through his sixth bottle of vodka of the night, dead drunk.

He loads the rifle and no one glances his way as he strides up the stairs. He's not taking any chances this time.
The first bullet blasts the doorknob from the door.

Shukaku jumps to his feet, head ringing form the sound of the rifle blast. His lip curls as Itachi steps in, anger plain on his face.
He stands his ground as Itachi cocks the rifle again.
"Nice eyes," he spits, "where'd ya get 'em?"

His answer is a shot to the left shoulder.

It's satisfying, to see Shukaku reel back, hear him yell in pain The smell of blood is gratifying, makes the anger well up.
"You killed my brother," he pushes the prostitute to the wall with his gun. "Even after I gave you warning."
"Your bastard killed my friend," Shukaku snaps, so pathetic he can't even admit that the damn blonde he went on a crusade for meant more, "and when neither of you were available, I took him."
"Who told you where he was?" Itachi demands.
"Same one who gave you those pretty eyes of yours," Shukaku grins.

Another shot severs his left arm altogether.

He feels himself sink to his knees on the floor. He can feel dizzying, startling pain, but he keeps going:
"What's the matter," he glares up at Itachi, refuses to beg for a death he probably deserved, "pissed I got to fuck your pretty little brother before you----"
The butt of the rifle hits him.
And hits him. And hits him.

Itachi turns Shukaku's jaw into bloody fragments that aren't sullying his brother's dead name. It blends in with the prostitute's hair and mess of a shoulder.
He's having trouble staying in control, watching coldly as Shukaku's throat convulses, eyes unfocused, but still alive.

"It's a good thing," Itachi says, walking over him, into his kitchen. He's in so much pain, and his eyes are stuck to his dressed, where the ramen cup full of ashes and a few old photos of a life past are.
He can't make himself move as the vodka sloshes down his bleeding body, burning as it goes.

Itachi dips the apartment in alcohol. He finds dozens of dead people's empty wallets and possessions as he goes.
Shukaku's eyes do not flicker as the match is struck and tossed, and everything is turned into a blazing inferno.

It is finished.

[/deceased]

(but shukaku, as he feels the fire eat away at him, he smells tar, it burns worse than the fireashsmoke. golden eyes glitter down at him from under black bangs.)

(hello.)

{ narrative ; kali

2009-11-25T03:39:07Z

A wet cough, taste of water and then she's awake.

Kali coughs, feels her chest scream, but it will go away. Her hand scrambles in the water, and she can't think past the block in her head and the smell of blood everywhere. It's not the smell that bothers her, so much as the fact that it's old. It means she's been here too long, that she might've died, that he might've died.

Her hand finally grabs the knife handle, and she blinks, looks at the tile. Water's there, shows her reflection: black hair soggy and sticking to her too pale skin, blue eyes looking a little dull in her face, even when she blinks and makes them gold, lips slowly loosing the blue tinge, and what was left of her clothes was sliding off her body. Rusty looking old blood mixes with the tile and Kali wobbles as she moves her knee.

Fuck. Her leg and knee burned, body staggering at the pain. Her teeth clenched and she pushed past it --- if Shiva was dead, then that didn't matter. She'd dispose of who ever did it and then think about it.

And if he wasn't, well, let no on say she didn't have will.

Finally, Kali stood up, hand holding the knife tight, looking around the immersion pool. The cross above her, bloody pool below and tile at her feet. Curtains to conceal the room, and cross on the velvet.

Her eyes flashed and the cross hit the ground.

Better.

No need to look back, because no one's there. Ahead, though, signs of battle: scorch marks in the wall, holes rent through the building, imprint of a punch...

Needed to hit harder next time.

A movement and Kali pauses, clenches her teeth. Can't tell if it's him or that sonofa---

Kali.

Dammit.

Her arm moves and Ravana shrieks when the knife bites his shoulder, even as it starts to melt. His blood smells like a burnt body as he shoves Kali back, eyes bulging in his skull. She hits the ground, feels his immense claws on her throat and she snarls, beats at him, but he's laughing through the hole in his neck, can't get at him can't---

{ speechless ; shiva && kali

2009-11-23T20:41:26Z

there are nights when they just lie there, reliving deaths, smell of bloodfirewoodmetal where the night stretches on for forever and the morning is quiet and grey.
shiva can't bring himself to feel surprised as he watches kali throw the other woman through the wall, eyes blazing.
her fingers tighten on the blue tinged skin, feels her hands beat against her face and shoulders, but she just miles wider and wider---
he sleeps, head on her shoulder, arm around her waist, and she can't help but smile as the train rattles on
theose little moments, when he's just bright and smiling with children, talking to people, moments where kali can just watch for minutes at a time, she can't even see why they ever fought in the first place.
her fingers run over her bangles and he smiles, tears shining in his eyes.
she dips her fingers in the red vermillion, smile on her lips, and he moves forward for the blessing.
no one asks about the hickeys littering her neck or the scratch marks on his arms.
the place lies in ruins but for the small hindu man who squats down to retrieve the black and gold chain around the corpse's wrist where it did not belong.
he speaks animatedly to spike and it's the small guesture of kali touching the chain about his wrist that makes it clear.
"i'm pregnant is all," she says, and he chokes on his food (should've seen it coming)
jake's draw drops and ursula smirks wider, devdas smiling over her shoulder.
he's not like the legends, not exactly.
her eyes look right at him and then she falls from the tower --- if the fall doesn't kill her, the guards will, no matter what their master says; her vows were not to him.
he finds her right when she draws her last breath and his screams rock the trees.
he had killed the one who could remove all obstacles --- a vampire was nothing.

{ death is the road to awe ; kali&shiva.

2009-11-21T05:45:22Z

these two....

Everything is ending.
They can feel it in the earth beneath their feet, in the way Raj looks to the sun as if he is uncertain it will rise each morning.
She won't talk about it and he won't press.

The last people are stunted, dying.
If they die, it is certain they will go --- one can't live without the other, can they?

Water rises and Shiva takes her hand. She takes Raj's and they do not speak, they do not sing, they do not whisper. Just grasp the other's hand as the water boils and rises and the last woman cries and screams.

What's the use in crying when it does nothing for you?