Vascar knew like no other what it was like to sin, even during his days of being a Priest. His sin was a young woman named Alina. The red head held his heart and warmed his bed whenever he was home from waging war.
But when the news broke that Vascar was killed in action, Alina felt lost in her grieve and hatred towards the church. Believing the cloathed men had something to do with his death, she started her own research. And indeed there was something she found. With more rage in her heart she decided to leave the city and live wherever she found a home.
Peace creeped back into her life that was filled with her daily routines, that was until a herd of vampires found her house during their hunt.
Fandom: Priest (2011)
Fic: Black Hearts
Pairing: Vascar x Original Female Character
MASTERLIST
The sun had gone down once again. Every fiber in my body was on high alert, wanting to touch the shadows that covered the sand outside. The feeling wasn't a stranger to me, not anymore, not after two years.
Whatever it was that had drawn me so much to the darkness, it had a strong grip on me. The feeling came for the first time after the Priests had left my parental home. Ever since then, I had been waiting during the night for something, or someone, to come find me. To release me from this hell I'm in.
The void Vascar's death had left was impossible to fill. Only the peace at night seemed to soften the pain, or the whiskey in my hand.
The substance left a burning ache in my throat as I neared my porch. The door was already open, like I was expecting someone to enter the old house I had found when I left the City. The moon was the only thing that lit up the house, shooing away the shadows that were following me.
I looked up and nodded at the celestial body like it was an old friend. Another sip, and my throat was once again on fire. My tongue wet my lips while my eyes darted around the emptiness around me.
Not a living soul in sight, not even a tree. Everything was dead, just like the heart in my chest. Ripped out by that fucking church. A bitter laugh came from the back of my throat. Raising the almost empty glass in my hand, I looked deep into the night.
"Here is to the fool that fell in love with a Priest." One gulp, and everything that was left in the glass was gone. I slid down the pillar that I was leaning on. The glass fell out of my hands, shattering into pieces.
Placing my face into my hands, I let out an ear-piercing scream. Tears wetted my cheeks that were probably colored by the alcohol. My voice died, but something in the distance came alive.
My head snapped up.
Squinting my eyes, I acted like I could see something in the dark void. But it was no use. I slowly got up, and all of a sudden, a sick feeling crept up. My hands found the dagger that was strapped to the back of my belt. The long white skirt parted over the one leg that was one foot closer to the door of the house.
The beats inside my chest went insane. Behind me, I heard sounds coming from the house. Cups that were sitting on the counter of my kitchen shook like an earthquake had awakened the land. But this wasn't an earthquake. No, this was a herd moving closer. Looking for one thing: blood.
The vampires were faster than I thought, but Vascar's words entered my mind. When facing an attack, hide and make no single sound.
My legs dragged me inside, and just like the many houses out here at the Wastelands, there was a hatch underneath the dining table. Shoving the heavy thing away, I ripped the carpet from the floor.
The silver handle reflected a part of the moonlight as I grasped it. Opening the dark, small room, I hopped inside and closed the hatch.
Right on time.
Like a tornado ready to destroy the house, the vampires entered through the windows and the doors. There were even some of them on the roof as I listened to their heavy weight shifting around. Glass shattered around the place. Furniture was thrown everywhere. With the dagger in my hand, I covered my lips.
I closed my eyes, trying to regulate my heartbeat as I sat still as possible. But they snapped open as slow footsteps wandered around the house. A frown moved my eyebrows.
This wasn't a vampire. Perhaps a familiar, but that would be very likely. Vampires never took them on a hunt. So what was standing in my house?
I moved my hands away from my mouth and got up from my position. Stretching out, I touched the shuttle. Ready to push it open, I felt the wooden feeling disappear from my fingertips. The shuttle flew away.
A tall shadow towered over me. Black like the clothes this person was wearing. A dark hat rested on top, casting darkness over the man's features.
It was back, that feeling that drew me closer. So he was the night, the thing that kept me awake for the past two years. I pulled myself up. Red hair flowed over my shoulders to my lower back while he knelt. His eyes, golden, fell to the swell of my breasts created by my corset before they found my own green orbs.
He licked his lips as a small gasp escaped me. I couldn't believe it.
Two years of mourning were all for nothing. He was here. My Priest, my man, my love. Him and not him. He changed; a darkness had taken over him.
"Vascar," I breathed out. Still not believing what I saw, I reached for his lips. My thumb glided over them, and I felt something hard. Seeing the question on my face, he grinned, showing his enlarged canines.
"Hello, darling," Vascar said, grasping my hand with his. Pulling me up and out of the shelter, he pressed me against his broad chest. His face disappeared into my hair. He was smelling me. His teeth scraped the skin of my throat before pulling back. Gold stared back at me, glowing in the darkness. Everything quieted down around. The vampires were leaving.
"Finally," his rough voice broke the silence. "Finally, I found you."
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set after events of falcon and the winter soldier.
Captain Hydra!Steve Rogers x Super Soldier!Reader x Winter Soldier! Bucky Barnes
The world believes that Steve Rogers returned to the forties as it was told by Bucky Barnes. It wasn't exactly a lie as the Captain did go back, but not to be with his first lover. Instead, he returned to take his place as Hydra's leader. He survived the centuries because of Cryo but now with the Winter Soldier ready to betray the new Captain America and a new generation of Super Soldiers, it is time to awaken Captain Hydra in preparation to take over the world.
And you are ready for a world where you can show your loyalty to Steve and Bucky and say the words HAIL HYDRA with pride.
Alright first of all. I am sorry to all of you to let this fanfic fall but honestly, life has gotten in the way. Nod lately this fic has been bugging my mind but when I re-read it I realized I can’t continue this one. This considering I’ve gotten older and my writing style has changed. So… I was thinking to rewrite this fic but in a whole new jacket. Hydra will still be the main idea with Stucky but it won’t be a forced relationship.
PAIRING: Black Hat (Vascar) x original female character
FANDOM: Priest
MASTERLIST
A tear fell on my lap. The words of the two priest fell deaf when they reached my ears as their eyes took in my shocked figure.
Vascar is gone. Dead.
Every whisper about the future that was shared between us held no meaning anymore. Every dream that became hope for a better life vanished right before my eyes. A sudden feeling of lost came over me. What am I going to do now? Vascar’s love was the only thing that brought light into this stupid life.
My eyes moved away from the dark wooden floor and landed on my sister who had ushered the priest out of the house. She opened her mouth but closed them again, unsure of what to say.
The couch moved underneath my weight as I stretched my legs. A shiver ran past me and my hands formed into fists as a dark thought came to my mind.
“They knew.” My voice sounded harsh against the walls as the word rolled of my tongue. Vera’s eyes widened a little bit.
“You don’t know that.”
“Why else would they have come to our door to tell us personally that he is dead? They knew about us.” I ran a hand through the thick hair on my head as I started pacing through the room.
Vascar broke the rules and that had gotten him killed. I knew they were keeping their eyes on us the last couple months, watching every move we made whether we were together or apart.
The corset around my ribs felt tight as my breathing shifted in pace.
“Alina, calm down. This isn’t helping anything at all. He is gone and you can’t bring him back.” Vera muttered, making my eyes fall heavily on her. The coldness in my orbs made her take a step back.
“Fuck this.” I seethed between my teeth as I turned on my heels and walked towards the front door. They couldn’t have gone far. Besides I knew exactly how to track down a priest for the past two years.
Like every other day it was raining within the darkness that covered the large city. The streets were covered by the mass of people that passed me with their heads bowed down. Some looked up as I pushed between them while I searched for the two cloaked figures. My clothes and hair were soaked by the time I found them.
“They knew!” I stomped towards them after grabbing their attention. The female with black hair frowned before she looked up at the taller male besides her. But his eyes already told me the truth already.
I stepped right up to him and jabbed my finger in his chest. “Did they give an order to kill him?”
His lips were pressed tightly on eachother. “Not exactly.” The girl besides him whispered. My glare found her.
“He was your brother. He would have died for any of you.”
“We know.” The man said. “But he broke his vows.”
“Because he craved for something that is one of the most mundane things; love.” My voiced cracked at the last word. Tears filled my eyes once again. “Isn’t that normal?”
“The only thing that matters to us is the war against the vampires.”
A sick laugh escaped my mouth. I looked away for a second and noticed some people were watching us, probably curious what a young girl like me was acting up against two priests.
“You have forgotten you are human too.” I told them before I turned around.
Rage started to consume and thoughts started to race through my mind. But one thing was certain; I would fulfill a wish of Vascar.
I would leave the city and search for lands where the sun could touch grounds. At least that was what he wanted for me.
Vascar knew like no other what it was like to sin, even during his days of being a Priest. His sin was a young woman named Alina. The red head held his heart and warmed his bed whenever he was home from waging war.
But when the news broke that Vascar was killed in action, Alina felt lost in her grieve and hatred towards the church. Believing the cloathed men had something to do with his death, she started her own research. And indeed there was something she found. With more rage in her heart she decided to leave the city and live wherever she found a home.
Peace creeped back into her life that was filled with her daily routines, that was until a herd of vampires found her house during their hunt.
