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Last Minutes by Amy R. [PG]
Fandom: FOREVER KNIGHT
Pairing: Nick/Other
Length: 3101words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
brightknightie
Author Website: Bright Knight: Amy's FK Fiction
Why this must be read: Natalie as a vampire is an interesting genre in Forever Knight fanfiction. With it comes the potential to explore scenarios with Nick and Natalie as a couple, Natalie as a member of Nick's vampire family--namely LaCroix's role, and the complications of the heart that arise when immortality causes lovers to grow in and out of love. With this story, Amy R. asks the question: What kind of existence would a vampiric Natalie have if she was forced to face eternity alone without Nick, knowing that she can't follow him back to mortality. It has a melancholic mood and the scenario is one I haven't seen explored by another author. Be on the look out for a fantastic ironic twist in that the one thing that made it possible for a mortal Natalie to be allowed into Nick's vampire world as a spectator, is the one thing that traps her in that world forever. And the ending...chilling.
Last Minutes by Amy R.
Nick shrugged. "I was going to say, she didn't tell me she invited you until yesterday. I'm sorry."
"Sorry that I was invited?" Natalie strolled past the parked cars, down the gravel lane. She kicked a rock at the news he had not even intended to tell her. No wonder the card had arrived only last week. "Or that you didn't know?"
Nick kept pace. "That's not it, Nat. I just wasn't planning for . . . I've left your world behind."
"My world." Natalie clipped the words. She felt gold erupt in her eyes, and spun to confront him with it. "Eight centuries yours, under two decades mine. You dragged me into it, left me to rot in it, and you dare call it 'my' world?"
"Poor word choice. I'm sorry." And he did look sorry, though her accusation was hardly fair and she knew it. He stood perfectly still, carefully neither threat nor prey.
In the early days after his cure, it had comforted her, his obvious familiarity with how easily she could break him, and how much she hungered to drain him. Tonight, his patient tolerance just made her angrier. Her fangs surged. "I spent the best years of my mortality seeking your cure. I waited for you, Nick! Why couldn't you do the same for me?"
Pairing: Nick/Other
Length: 3101words
Author on LJ:
brightknightie Author Website: Bright Knight: Amy's FK Fiction
Why this must be read: Natalie as a vampire is an interesting genre in Forever Knight fanfiction. With it comes the potential to explore scenarios with Nick and Natalie as a couple, Natalie as a member of Nick's vampire family--namely LaCroix's role, and the complications of the heart that arise when immortality causes lovers to grow in and out of love. With this story, Amy R. asks the question: What kind of existence would a vampiric Natalie have if she was forced to face eternity alone without Nick, knowing that she can't follow him back to mortality. It has a melancholic mood and the scenario is one I haven't seen explored by another author. Be on the look out for a fantastic ironic twist in that the one thing that made it possible for a mortal Natalie to be allowed into Nick's vampire world as a spectator, is the one thing that traps her in that world forever. And the ending...chilling.
Last Minutes by Amy R.
Nick shrugged. "I was going to say, she didn't tell me she invited you until yesterday. I'm sorry."
"Sorry that I was invited?" Natalie strolled past the parked cars, down the gravel lane. She kicked a rock at the news he had not even intended to tell her. No wonder the card had arrived only last week. "Or that you didn't know?"
Nick kept pace. "That's not it, Nat. I just wasn't planning for . . . I've left your world behind."
"My world." Natalie clipped the words. She felt gold erupt in her eyes, and spun to confront him with it. "Eight centuries yours, under two decades mine. You dragged me into it, left me to rot in it, and you dare call it 'my' world?"
"Poor word choice. I'm sorry." And he did look sorry, though her accusation was hardly fair and she knew it. He stood perfectly still, carefully neither threat nor prey.
In the early days after his cure, it had comforted her, his obvious familiarity with how easily she could break him, and how much she hungered to drain him. Tonight, his patient tolerance just made her angrier. Her fangs surged. "I spent the best years of my mortality seeking your cure. I waited for you, Nick! Why couldn't you do the same for me?"