This piece was inspired by a DN fanfic named “landscape after cruelty” written by wxmmyshouse It’s still strange that I’m into this kind of concept but I love it anyway. I’ve been waiting for too long to post this. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
The day was dark and grey. Clouds loomed overhead as a male with indigo eyes wearing a light jacket was walking his dog.
He was walking down a rather quiet street. Only a few cars drove by and a few people were out for a morning jog. The young male pulled on the leash a bit, trying to stop his golden retriever from straying too far.
“Max, buddy, slow down!” He chuckled softly. The dog barked and wagged its tail. The two companions were nearing a small house with a set of steps that connected to the porch.
The young man walked to a small mail box that was stationed a few feet away from the home. He opened the metal box and reached his hand in, grabbing a handful of mail. Each of them were correctly addressed to him.
“More bills for Keith Kogane,” He muttered under his breath. He then looked to Max, “I envy you. You don’t have to pay for anything.”
The dog simply barked in response. Keith closed the mailbox and pulled Max along. He walked up the porch steps and walked across the sturdy wooden porch.
Keith opened the door with his key, kneeling down to get rid of the leash that was connected to Max’s collar. As soon as Max was free of the leash, he marched himself into the house. The golden retriever found his dog bed in the living room and walked around in circles in the bed. He then settled down.
Keith took off his jacket and carefully placed it on the coat rack at the entrance. He closed the door behind him and let out a sigh. Keith walked to the kitchen, grabbing himself a clean glass and getting himself some cold water.
He rose the cup to his lips and tilted the glass ever so slightly, sipping the cool liquid.
The male with indigo eyes placed the cup down on the kitchen counter. Just as the beautiful sound of silence was about to envelop him, the sound of a faint buzzing came from his pocket. Keith fished out his phone and glanced the caller ID. He quickly answered the phone.
“Keith. We need you, there’s been another incident that might have been in connection to “the prince”,” The voice belong to a woman. Her voice had a british accent to it. Keith knew this was Allura.
“Alright, I’m on my way,” Keith answered, making a curt nod.
“Good. You better be quick.”
And with that, the call ended. Keith slipped his phone back into his pocket and pinched the bridge of his nose. He slicked his hair back with one hand.
Keith drank more of his water and he placed the cup into the sink. He slipped out on the kitchen and went to the door. Keith put his jacket on again. He looked to Max, “You be good, ok? I’ll come back soon.”
Max responded with a soft whimper but he laid his head down on his paws. Keith left the house, locking it before he did.
The young male walked down the porch steps, making his way over to the car. He put the key into the lock and turned it, climbing inside. Keith’s eyes met with his reflection’s in the rear view mirror.
He didn’t know how to explain how he felt seeing those dead eyes. Possibly indifference? Whatever. Keith closed the car door and started up the vehicle.
The dark-haired male drove out the driveway and headed down the street. He passed by many houses and passed by many trees. Keith looked in the mirror every now and then.
He then saw up ahead, police cars and people were out in front of a certain house. The house was a bit bigger than Keith’s own. It was painted beige and it had a little rose garden at one side. He parked his car near the curb. Keith got out and locked the car doors. He straightened his jacket and he walked over. A tall male with a scar over his nose approached him, he put a hand on Keith’s shoulder.
“I’m glad you came as soon as you did, we need you to get in.”
Keith made a curt nod, he looked to the house and exhaled softly.
“We know you can do your thing, Keith,” Shiro said. Keith shook his head and headed over to the house. The dark haired male got up the porch steps, his hair slightly tussled by the light breeze the day provided.
He walked inside and scanned the entrance. He then continued forward. His eyes searching along the walls. They never stayed at one place for long. Keith went down the hall. At the end of it, a door was left ajar. He stepped into the room and the stench of copper filled his nostrils. The window was open and the curtains were swaying from the slight breeze.
There before him, a body was sprawled on the floor. The lifeless person had tan skin and blue eyes.
Thank you so much for the positive feed back on this AU. I have stopped writing for about 3 years and I really do miss using words to create characters and worlds. I stopped because I felt discouraged and I feared that no one would like my ideas.
I decided to give this a chance and I’m glad that I did!
Thank you so much for the support!
Another thing I need to add is that I will be posting ‘Pretty Blue’ in ao3 and here on Tumblr.
oh boi ive been planning to do this since janeweek! :D
Imagine this AU as crime novel trilogy, the Terezi part is legal thriller. She’s involved in tangled web of mysterious case of Gamzee Makara. All evidences points ot that Makara is the perpetrator of recent serial murder that happened in Alternia City; but something doesn’t feel right. The whole case feels like mismatching puzzle pieces that stuck together with a glue. A glue called lies. Can Terezi prove her client’s innocence and unravel the truth? Is the possibility of ‘real culprit’ exists?
and you bet my ass that there will be obligatory romantic tension between Ms. Pyrope and the opposing Detective Crocker.
Tags: Serial Killer, Serial Killer Gerard, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, Age Difference, Mild Violence, I will add more as they apply.
Fic Summary: Gerard has become infatuated with a young librarian that had only spoken to him once before, and he realized that he didn’t have the usual, unrelenting craving to kill. No, He had a different urge, one that seemed a little more dangerous…
Frank is beginning to come to terms with the situation he’s in, before the situation suddenly changes.
Chapters: 21/21 Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Beverly Katz, Francis Dolarhyde, Freddie Lounds, Margot Verger Series: Part 3 of Identically Different AU Summary: Part Three of the AU where Hannibal is a troubled FBI profiler and Will is a psychiatrist and serial killer.