Title: Leave Me For Dead
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Josef Kostan/Mick St. John
Fandom: Moonlight
Rating: R
Word Count: 446
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Josef Kostan or Mick St. John, unfortunately. Please do not sue.***
Mick could remember what it had felt like when Coraline had turned him. He hadn't expected it at all; it had come as a complete shock to realize that the woman he'd married, the woman he had thought he was in love with, came complete with a set of fangs.
He could still remember how it had felt when she sank her fangs into his neck and all of the world went white with pain. There had been the sensation of swooning, of feeling that he was floating; he had known beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was going to die, but for some strange reason, it had felt good. He hadn't seemed to mind dying; it was almost as though some part of his mind had embraced the thought.
He hadn't wanted to fight that sensation until it was far too late. He had been too weak, too far gone, by the time he had realized what dying would mean. He would be far removed from the life he had known; he would never be human again. He would be completely different, forever changed, with no way back to what he had been before.
He'd opened his eyes to stare up at her, his vision going cloudy, knowing that he was failing more rapidly than he'd thought he would. He was dying, letting go of life, slipping away into a dark world that no one could follow him into. He was going to be left for dead, his life snuffed out in the blink of an eye.
Don't leave me for dead! he wanted to cry out. He wanted to protest, to stop what was happening, but he was helpless. He couldn't move a muscle, couldn't speak. He was completely at the mercy of a fate that suddenly seemed cold, cruel and implacable.
If only Josef was here. Josef would save him. Josef would have been able to stop this.
His last thoughts from his human life weren't of the woman he had just married, the woman who had turned him into a monster. They were of Josef, the man who had been the most steadfast friend he'd ever known.
The man he loved with all of his heart and soul.***