Let My Savage In
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Murderdolls
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
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1,027
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I do not know the Murderdolls. I am not making profit from this story in any way shape or form, and all events are pure fiction
The Forest
Aurora watched intently as the two raven haired men made their way along the side of the road. She recognized one as Satyr, one of her uncle's close friends and the vocalist of the band Satyricon. The other male though, was unfamiliar to her. She gazed at the shorter man, his long dark hair falling in messy waves down his back, and the slight pink tinge the bitter wind had given his cheeks. He was handsome, but that did not stop her from being wary of the newcomer.
The men approached the area where she hid, cloaked by the deep shadows cast by the forests canopy. She looked at the sky and noted the steely color of the clouds was slowly darkening, signalling that nightfall was not far away. She took that as her cue to head back home as being in the forest after nightfall was a death sentence. As she turned to leave her foot fell upon a brittle branch causing it to crack loudly the sound amplified by the forest. She looked over to where the two men stood. The shorter man turned and looked, spooked by the sudden noise in the shadows. Without a second glance Aurora turned and made her leave, stepping carefully through the snow covered underbrush.
It was not long before she had the lights of her small home within her sights. She sighed in relief as the darkness was coming thick around her and if she had taken any longer she would have been damn near blind. She made her way around to the back door that lead to their quaint kitchen. She opened it, stepping inside quietly. After removing her boots and coat she headed to her room, but upon passing the living room she heard her uncles voice calling her.
"Aurora, you remember Satyr yes?" He asked her, motioning for her to take a seat upon one of the plush sofa's. She nodded curtly, giving a halfhearted smile at Satyr. He grinned at her and motioned to his companion. "This is Joey, he is visiting from America. Joey this is Gaahl's niece Aurora." She smiled politely at him. He smiled back nerviously, this was not an uncommon occurrence though, her uncle had earned quite a reputation over the years he had played with Gorgoroth.
"If you will please excuse me fellows I'm feeling a little off and would like to lay down." She said quietly feigning weariness. She could feel their eyes on her back as she left the room and headed the small space she called her own. No one could ever say that Aurora was exactly social.
The men approached the area where she hid, cloaked by the deep shadows cast by the forests canopy. She looked at the sky and noted the steely color of the clouds was slowly darkening, signalling that nightfall was not far away. She took that as her cue to head back home as being in the forest after nightfall was a death sentence. As she turned to leave her foot fell upon a brittle branch causing it to crack loudly the sound amplified by the forest. She looked over to where the two men stood. The shorter man turned and looked, spooked by the sudden noise in the shadows. Without a second glance Aurora turned and made her leave, stepping carefully through the snow covered underbrush.
It was not long before she had the lights of her small home within her sights. She sighed in relief as the darkness was coming thick around her and if she had taken any longer she would have been damn near blind. She made her way around to the back door that lead to their quaint kitchen. She opened it, stepping inside quietly. After removing her boots and coat she headed to her room, but upon passing the living room she heard her uncles voice calling her.
"Aurora, you remember Satyr yes?" He asked her, motioning for her to take a seat upon one of the plush sofa's. She nodded curtly, giving a halfhearted smile at Satyr. He grinned at her and motioned to his companion. "This is Joey, he is visiting from America. Joey this is Gaahl's niece Aurora." She smiled politely at him. He smiled back nerviously, this was not an uncommon occurrence though, her uncle had earned quite a reputation over the years he had played with Gorgoroth.
"If you will please excuse me fellows I'm feeling a little off and would like to lay down." She said quietly feigning weariness. She could feel their eyes on her back as she left the room and headed the small space she called her own. No one could ever say that Aurora was exactly social.