Glitter #4, Transparent #8, Fake Blood Red #7

[shadowsong26]

Name: shadowsong26
Story: Gone
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Glitter #4. You're nothing without me. - City of Angels, Transparent #8. Smoke/Fog, Fake Blood Red #7. Do not try this at home! Yeah, go over to a friend's house.
Supplies and Materials: miniature, photography, canvas, acrylic, feathers, charcoal, seed beads,
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Characters: Kit
Warnings: Creepy serial killer POV
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.


How could he be gone? Mel was his, dammit, he couldn’t just disappear like that.

But no one had seen him since he’d left the ship for his last few hours of shore leave. Two days of tearing the town inside out had turned up exactly nothing. No trail, no explanation, not even a body.

Kit finally gave the order to break off the search—they had to make a living, and, impossible though it was, Mel was beyond finding now.

He only wished he could have razed the entire town for being the place where his brother had disappeared.

Comments

[rustydragonfly]

Brr. Sounds like there's a good reason Mel can't be found.

[shadowsong26]

Thank you.

[bookblather]

Oh, there's the creepy obsessive possessiveness! Fuck off, Kit.

[shadowsong26]

Thank you.