July 1st, 2013

Writing Fanfic

Battles of Blood - Chronicles of Riddick - Vaako Fic

Character: Vaako
Genre: Gen
Author: Lee sanguinepen
Fandom: The Chronicles of Riddick
Word Count: 1800
Rating: R for violence
Notes: Making up a past for Vaako since there is nothing in canon to go by.

The sun was breaching the horizon. Golden rays caught between the jagged mountain peaks and fading storm clouds darkened by dust and smoke. I waited, leaning on the pommel of the sword that I carried. Its blade was etched with fine runes that had been stained with the blood of those who had been my friends, my people and were now the enemy. Soon it would run with the blood of my family.

My lips tasted of salt and the coppery tang of my own blood, and a cut beneath my eye itched. I pulled off one gauntlet to scratch at the drying blood. The cut meant nothing to me. I felt no pain, and the one who had given it to me never would again. I’d left him in pieces on the road to the capital like so many others who got in my way. He had been terrified of death, of the Necromongers, and he was right to be.

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Writing Fanfic

Five Senses; One Soul - Chronicles of Riddick - Vaako/Dame Vaako

Character: Vaako/Dame Vaako
Genre: Het
Author: Lee sanguinepen
Fandom: The Chronicles of Riddick
Word Count: 1200
Rating: R for smut
Notes: Making up a past for Vaako since there is nothing in canon to go by.

There were no windows inside of the Basilica. The great ship was an endless maze of corridors and chambers filled with the faithful surrounding Necropolis and surrounded by our battleships and cruisers. When I wanted to see outside, I went to one of the command centers where I could see the fleet and the stars.

I had been of the faithful for two years, and I was destined for another promotion soon. There was nothing to hold me back. My quarters, the first that I did not share with another officer were windowless and barren. Yet there was the scent of cinnamon, the attar of roses, vetiver and musk when I returned there after a day of duty. The perfume was familiar, but I couldn’t place it. I knew that I had smelled it before.

But I was exhausted. I might not feel pain, but I could feel fatigue a shower was in order, some food and then sleep until my morning drills.

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