Post by The Muse on Aug 5, 2009 23:12:01 GMT -5
Title: On Top
Challenge: #3 Battle Scene
Fandom: Angel
Pairing/Characters: Lilah, Lindsey, Nathan
Summary: Late Season 2 AU. The Senior Partners have decided to promote either Lilah or Lindsey, who it is depends on them, as they fight to the death.
Rating: R
Warnings: Strong Violence, I guess.
Disclaimer: Me no own the characters or verse. That'd be Joss
Word Count: 760
Author's Note: Thanks to Stephanie Romanov and Christian Kane for a great rivalry.
"Lindsey McDonald and Lilah Morgan." Nathan Reed, bald and ugly, stood before the two of them in one of the many hallways of Wolfram & Hart. They were dressed in their usual business attire: Lindsey's black suit and tie and Lilah's blouse, skirt and killer heels. "As you already know, the Senior Partners have decided to promote one of you as the head of Special Projects." Both of them tensed at just the sound of that sentence, so close to what they've been fighting for. "But who it is depends on you."
"What do mean?" Lilah asked.
"You two just walk through that door, which will soon be one of yours."
Lindsey shook his head. "There's gotta be a catch."
"Why of course. Ask yourselves who wants it more, or maybe what you're willing to do to get the position. Show us that you want this... I'll be right out here."
***
Lilah and Lindsey stood in the middle of the office, staring at each other. "We're fighting to the death aren't we?" she asked, already knowing.
"Looks like." he answered.
"Leave it to Wolfram & Hart." She paused for a second. "Lindsey, I want this."
"I need this, and you aren't stopping me." he told her.
"After all we've been through?"
"After all we've been through."
"Come on Linds, would you really hit a lady... oh wait, you already did, because of that stupid vampire bitch. You screwed that up royally, no way do you deserve this like I do."
"Shut up." The anger inside him was building.
Lilah smiled, "Where is she now? Didn't she leave you? Guess it wasn't true love."
Lindsey started walking towards her. "You walk and talk tough, you like to pretend you're better and badder than every man in this building, but deep down you're weak and pathetic. I'm coming out on top this time." Lindsey kept walking closer, causing Lilah to back up and bump into the desk, a look of anger could be read across on her face. His body was up against her's, she could feel his breath and looked away. Lindsey nodded, "You ready for this?"
Lilah looked back up at him, "You know, physically we've never been this close, and I never realized just how much I tower over you."
In what felt like an instant, a hand grasped Lilah's throat and held her down on the desk. She flailed her arms around, knocking a computer, phone and supplies off the side. Using all her strength, she tried to yell but all oxygen was cut off. Lindsey's face of determination started to blur. The attempts to scratch his hands weren't working and his face was out of reach. Spotting a knocked over lamp on the desk, she used whatever was left in her to grasp it. Chucking it at Lindsey's head, the lamp shattered instantly. Cuts appeared on his face and he had to let go of his grasp to get the glass shards off his face.
Lilah sat up, "You... son of a bitch." she coughed out.
"Practically begging for it." Lindsey started walking back towards her.
Lilah looked at the mess of office supplies at her feet. She leaned down and picked up a stapler, flipping it open. Lindsey picked her up by the hair and she rasped out a scream. Stapler in hand, she slammed it across Lindsey's face. The 'click' sound and Lindsey's yelp of pain relieved her a bit. Lindsey stumbled back and Lilah went after him, repeatedly slamming the stapler into his head, the sharp pains of the metal piercing his skin were almost unbearable. He managed to catch her arm and knocked the stapler out with his other, prosthetic, hand.
Lindsey shoved her hard across the room, making her stumble against one of the windows, part of it cracking on impact. He ran at her, but she quickly dodged out of his path. The impact of his head hitting the glass made him fall onto his back, dazed and confused.
"Oh Lindsey," Lilah stumbled towards, "I always come out on top." Gritting her teeth, she lifted her foot, and with all the force possible, she pushed down, her heel puncturing through Lindsey's forehead. After a few seconds of twitching, he stopped moving. Forcing the heel out, Lilah slowly walked to the door and opened it, seeing Nathan standing in front of her.
"Ah, Miss Morgan. Congratulations." he said.
"Yeah whatever, have this office cleaned up, will you? Got a busy day tomorrow."
"Of course." Nathan walked away.
Lilah turned around and took another look at the office, her office, and at Lindsey's body lying on the floor. This time, the expression on her face couldn't be read.
Challenge: #3 Battle Scene
Fandom: Angel
Pairing/Characters: Lilah, Lindsey, Nathan
Summary: Late Season 2 AU. The Senior Partners have decided to promote either Lilah or Lindsey, who it is depends on them, as they fight to the death.
Rating: R
Warnings: Strong Violence, I guess.
Disclaimer: Me no own the characters or verse. That'd be Joss
Word Count: 760
Author's Note: Thanks to Stephanie Romanov and Christian Kane for a great rivalry.
"Lindsey McDonald and Lilah Morgan." Nathan Reed, bald and ugly, stood before the two of them in one of the many hallways of Wolfram & Hart. They were dressed in their usual business attire: Lindsey's black suit and tie and Lilah's blouse, skirt and killer heels. "As you already know, the Senior Partners have decided to promote one of you as the head of Special Projects." Both of them tensed at just the sound of that sentence, so close to what they've been fighting for. "But who it is depends on you."
"What do mean?" Lilah asked.
"You two just walk through that door, which will soon be one of yours."
Lindsey shook his head. "There's gotta be a catch."
"Why of course. Ask yourselves who wants it more, or maybe what you're willing to do to get the position. Show us that you want this... I'll be right out here."
***
Lilah and Lindsey stood in the middle of the office, staring at each other. "We're fighting to the death aren't we?" she asked, already knowing.
"Looks like." he answered.
"Leave it to Wolfram & Hart." She paused for a second. "Lindsey, I want this."
"I need this, and you aren't stopping me." he told her.
"After all we've been through?"
"After all we've been through."
"Come on Linds, would you really hit a lady... oh wait, you already did, because of that stupid vampire bitch. You screwed that up royally, no way do you deserve this like I do."
"Shut up." The anger inside him was building.
Lilah smiled, "Where is she now? Didn't she leave you? Guess it wasn't true love."
Lindsey started walking towards her. "You walk and talk tough, you like to pretend you're better and badder than every man in this building, but deep down you're weak and pathetic. I'm coming out on top this time." Lindsey kept walking closer, causing Lilah to back up and bump into the desk, a look of anger could be read across on her face. His body was up against her's, she could feel his breath and looked away. Lindsey nodded, "You ready for this?"
Lilah looked back up at him, "You know, physically we've never been this close, and I never realized just how much I tower over you."
In what felt like an instant, a hand grasped Lilah's throat and held her down on the desk. She flailed her arms around, knocking a computer, phone and supplies off the side. Using all her strength, she tried to yell but all oxygen was cut off. Lindsey's face of determination started to blur. The attempts to scratch his hands weren't working and his face was out of reach. Spotting a knocked over lamp on the desk, she used whatever was left in her to grasp it. Chucking it at Lindsey's head, the lamp shattered instantly. Cuts appeared on his face and he had to let go of his grasp to get the glass shards off his face.
Lilah sat up, "You... son of a bitch." she coughed out.
"Practically begging for it." Lindsey started walking back towards her.
Lilah looked at the mess of office supplies at her feet. She leaned down and picked up a stapler, flipping it open. Lindsey picked her up by the hair and she rasped out a scream. Stapler in hand, she slammed it across Lindsey's face. The 'click' sound and Lindsey's yelp of pain relieved her a bit. Lindsey stumbled back and Lilah went after him, repeatedly slamming the stapler into his head, the sharp pains of the metal piercing his skin were almost unbearable. He managed to catch her arm and knocked the stapler out with his other, prosthetic, hand.
Lindsey shoved her hard across the room, making her stumble against one of the windows, part of it cracking on impact. He ran at her, but she quickly dodged out of his path. The impact of his head hitting the glass made him fall onto his back, dazed and confused.
"Oh Lindsey," Lilah stumbled towards, "I always come out on top." Gritting her teeth, she lifted her foot, and with all the force possible, she pushed down, her heel puncturing through Lindsey's forehead. After a few seconds of twitching, he stopped moving. Forcing the heel out, Lilah slowly walked to the door and opened it, seeing Nathan standing in front of her.
"Ah, Miss Morgan. Congratulations." he said.
"Yeah whatever, have this office cleaned up, will you? Got a busy day tomorrow."
"Of course." Nathan walked away.
Lilah turned around and took another look at the office, her office, and at Lindsey's body lying on the floor. This time, the expression on her face couldn't be read.
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