The Waiting 3

I’m having too much fun with this whole thematic thing to stop, so here’s story number 3 on the concept of waiting.

As I mentioned last week, these stories aren’t a part of a traditional series. The characters, plots and moods are totally different. The only thing that’s the same is that all of them incorporate the idea of a period of waiting.

And what a powerful theme that is. Waiting can be pleasant or torturous. It’s fun to explore in horror and fantasy because it lends itself to so much.

Like the last two weeks, the prompt for this story is from The Prediction:

100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above (‘fancy’, ‘taunt’, and ‘visit’) in the genres of horror, fantasy or science fiction.

Let me know what you think in the comments.

the waiting 3

It was an unexpected visit, but she didn’t mind.

Xavier, his manner fanciful, bowed deeply in her doorway, one hand already on the hilt of his sword.

She nodded in his direction. It wasn’t the formal greeting he wanted, but vampires can be so tiresome with their old-world ways.

He stood, frowning. She retrieved her rapier. Neither spoke as they took up positions.

Any other hunter would have fled at the sight of him. Any other vampire would have slipped into the night rather than face her.

She raised a hand, beckoning him. Taunting him.

She was smiling.