LadyZaria
04-04-2006, 11:10 PM
A Scoop of Obsession with a Cherry on Top
By: M14Mouse or ((Lady Z))
Summary: Trakeena thinks about her obsession. One sided Trakeena/Damon pairing.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them.
A/N: I had a great difficult on deciding which one of my fics I show post. I have 25 PR fics...So, pick one that I had a great fondness for. I blame BrandonB for this fic. It was his idea.
((Trakeena’s POV))
My father calls me obsess. You shouldn’t be one to talk about obsessions, father. You were obsessed with my mother for ages. When my mother left you, your obsession turned to me. Pity. You thought I forgive you for what happened all of those years ago. No, father. The only reason I forgave you was for the power I would receive. With a few heart felt words and few fake tears, your power and the leadership were mine. I used your death as to push forward with my plans on conquer the universe and destroy the Power Rangers.
Expect for one of them.
My obsession is quite different from yours, dear father. I know my object of obsession doesn’t love me or care for me. In fact, he only sees me as the enemy. Yet, I am still obsessed with him. In fact, I don’t know why I am obsessed with him. Perhaps, it is because he isn’t showy and cocky like The Red Ranger. He isn’t brilliant like the Blue Ranger. He prefers working alone and in shadows. He prefers his machines over people. Yet, he could easily crack a joke or cheer up a friend or a stranger. He is honorable and dependable man. He could easily go unnoticed in a crowd and vanish. He is a chameleon quite fitting of his color. Green.
Yes, I know I had him in my hands, father. I could have easily kept him forever but I am no fool. The Power Rangers would never let him go without a fight especially the red ranger and the yellow ranger. The red and yellow one knows I want him. They caught me looking. You should have seen their reactions, father. It was marvelous. The way that their faces turn pale and their eyes become wide. They knew their friend’s fate when I win this war. It will be a fight that I cannot wait to fight but all good things come with time. So, I will wait.
Those precious hours that he was in my hands, I was the happiest woman in universe. I watch his every movement, every breath, and every sweat drop roll down his face. I watch his hands work my machines and I wonder what his hands could do to me. I cannot help but shiver in excitement. I order my men not to harm him because it will be my job to do so when the time comes. It is strange. He had the chance to destroy my ship but he didn’t take it. He cares for the hostages over himself.
I don’t know if I wish to break that trait when I have him. Yes, father, I will have him when I am queen of the universe. Unlike you, I will make sure I will have him and he will not get away. There will be no one who can save him. There will be no one to claim him or left alive to claim him.
He will be mine for forever.
I lick my lips when that day comes.
The End
By: M14Mouse or ((Lady Z))
Summary: Trakeena thinks about her obsession. One sided Trakeena/Damon pairing.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them.
A/N: I had a great difficult on deciding which one of my fics I show post. I have 25 PR fics...So, pick one that I had a great fondness for. I blame BrandonB for this fic. It was his idea.
((Trakeena’s POV))
My father calls me obsess. You shouldn’t be one to talk about obsessions, father. You were obsessed with my mother for ages. When my mother left you, your obsession turned to me. Pity. You thought I forgive you for what happened all of those years ago. No, father. The only reason I forgave you was for the power I would receive. With a few heart felt words and few fake tears, your power and the leadership were mine. I used your death as to push forward with my plans on conquer the universe and destroy the Power Rangers.
Expect for one of them.
My obsession is quite different from yours, dear father. I know my object of obsession doesn’t love me or care for me. In fact, he only sees me as the enemy. Yet, I am still obsessed with him. In fact, I don’t know why I am obsessed with him. Perhaps, it is because he isn’t showy and cocky like The Red Ranger. He isn’t brilliant like the Blue Ranger. He prefers working alone and in shadows. He prefers his machines over people. Yet, he could easily crack a joke or cheer up a friend or a stranger. He is honorable and dependable man. He could easily go unnoticed in a crowd and vanish. He is a chameleon quite fitting of his color. Green.
Yes, I know I had him in my hands, father. I could have easily kept him forever but I am no fool. The Power Rangers would never let him go without a fight especially the red ranger and the yellow ranger. The red and yellow one knows I want him. They caught me looking. You should have seen their reactions, father. It was marvelous. The way that their faces turn pale and their eyes become wide. They knew their friend’s fate when I win this war. It will be a fight that I cannot wait to fight but all good things come with time. So, I will wait.
Those precious hours that he was in my hands, I was the happiest woman in universe. I watch his every movement, every breath, and every sweat drop roll down his face. I watch his hands work my machines and I wonder what his hands could do to me. I cannot help but shiver in excitement. I order my men not to harm him because it will be my job to do so when the time comes. It is strange. He had the chance to destroy my ship but he didn’t take it. He cares for the hostages over himself.
I don’t know if I wish to break that trait when I have him. Yes, father, I will have him when I am queen of the universe. Unlike you, I will make sure I will have him and he will not get away. There will be no one who can save him. There will be no one to claim him or left alive to claim him.
He will be mine for forever.
I lick my lips when that day comes.
The End