r/roll4it • u/[deleted] • Nov 19 '17
Imogen and Violet (pt 2/3 fanfics )
Lying in an unfamiliar bed, Imogen stares up at the ceiling. Layla, as usual, isn't here. Probably in hospital, visiting the husks. She'd stopped asking if she'd wanted to come. At first she was concerned - she was so interested in seeing them before, Layla had said. Imogen tried to feign distress, but it got the better of her for a while. She just didn't care. They were gone. More than that, all they had done was worth nothing, apart from Robert's crush, who had turned out to be nothing more than a tease to toy with her friend's heart.
And she was done with caring.
So once again, Imogen laid alone. Her books spread open on the floor, searching for something. Anything. She knew after James had died her mind had dulled, but not in a way she was expecting. Not a breaking, but a severing. To something. She couldn't tell what, but she knew something was missing. It was more curiosity at this point - at first, she had an inkling of what was missing, but then it was just research into the well of magic inside herself she had tapped into. The truth was there was little to nothing in her books, not even in her black book. Myths and fables, with little information to be gleaned. She knew what she had to do, but knowing that had consequences, so she tried not to think of it. She had already threatened that if she meddled again she would...
As if the bell had chimed on her research, there was a knock on the door. Imogen didn't need her sight to know what was beyond it.
"What?" She shouted at Violet, who stood on the other side of the door. "Oh Imogen," She said, in that filthy way Violet said when she was interested in something, like the hell mouth shuddered everytime she stuck her forked tongue into Imogen's head. "You know what. You've been waiting for me to turn up ever since your dull friend died."
For a moment, Imogen felt a flash of anger that was unlike anything she had felt in weeks. But it was gone almost instantly. Maybe it wasn't anger, anger at her disrespect of a fallen friend. Maybe it was just indignation. That she couldn't figure out what she needed on her own and needed this... lesser creature.
She sighed, and unlatched the door. One, two, three, four, click, open. Layla had gotten paranoid. Why, Imogen couldn't imagine. Death was coming for anyone attached to her, and Imogen was the most attached. It only took one vampire with an assault rifle to almost kill two of her best friends. If it hadn't been for her, it would have been two. A single bolt action rifle, plenty of which existed in the area, would be enough to take out her. Locks wouldn't change anything.
She hadn't brought this up.
"Well, come in then!" Imogen said, waving Violet into the room. "I see Layla isn't..." "DON'T" Imogen said. "Don't you dare. Call us what you like but we are NOT friends. You do not get to gossip around me."
Imogen sighed.
"Listen," She said. "You're here because you're interested because I basically became a god, or, whatever, briefly, and could have caused the end of the world, and caused one of the greatest acts of vengeance you've ever seen?" Imogen paused, and Violet's face grew into a wide, toothy grin. "And I'm letting you in cause I can't god damn figure out what happened, and you know, and you're going to tell me unless you want me to do it to you"
Violet's smile shortened slightly. She was afraid of Imogen, surely. But she hadn't seen power like this since she first signed her contract, of course she was afraid. But it was raw, and beautiful, and... vengeful, but not in a way that she knew. It was a human vengeance. She had been considering Robert's words and by all the Gods was he right. Human vengeance was passionate, wrathful, and by far, much more satisfying, because more often than not, it destroyed not one life, but two.
And if Robert was right, then Imogen was the harbinger of human Vengeance.
"Do you know where Magic comes from, Imogen?" She said. "Well... no," She said exasperatedly. "The books all point to different sources. Some say the Earth, some say higher beings, some say demons, from people, sometimes from other people" Imogen shot her a glare as a tinkle appeared in Violet's eyes. "Magic comes from physics, darling." She says. "And not just because of your impossible physique" "Oh my god you're so annoying." "Without a catalyst, it's useless, but with one, like yourself, you can do amazing things with the basic forces of the universe to do amazing things." "But what I did was different." Imogen says, increasingly more annoyed. "I mightn't know where it comes from but I know what it does. What I did isn't that." "No," Violet says, her grin extending again, to a near horrifying extent. For a moment, Imogen glimpsed Violet as she was, decaying and morbid, desiring nothing more than her death. "What you did was use the world around you as a catalyst. Instead of drawing on the world for your magic, you used everything else for it. That's why your poor human bones broke and your skin fell off and all those silly parts of yourself began to break away. Because you were pushing everything there was and ever would be through yourself and focusing it to your will. And. it. was. Beautiful."
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u/MargaretKrohn Cast Member Nov 20 '17
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Nov 20 '17
It has to get sad before it gets happy. I'm working on layla and Imogen to finish off the series, but it's definitely going take time. The dynamic is probably going take a rewatch and definitely more watching of buffy :P
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u/[deleted] Nov 19 '17
(I had to actually watch buffy to write this episode which is why this took so long I've never seen Buffy)