Daily Prompt: Savor

Out of all of his children he was surprised it was James who finally decided to kill him.

Though so many of them had tried Fenrir and his band of rebels, Shylock nearly ending his Empire in one swoop. He was so shocked it was James, that he first thought he saw his namesake across from him. But his eldest was dead, tore apart by the demon that had supposedly come from his loins.

He looked like shit. his shirt wasn’t ironed and the trousers had ink stains smudged down them. Harold raised an eyebrow, flexing against the chaffing rope around his wrists that tied him to the solid oak chair. He’d give his son this: he wasn’t stupid. The walls were stone and the furniture of the office was wooden, there was no metal he could feel anywhere.

James gave no answer to his father’s unasked question and leant against the wooden desk in front of Harold. Only then did Harold realise where he was.

“Did you drag me into the school?” he said looking round at the headmaster’s office. James still didn’t speak, folding his arms, scowling down at Harold as if he was still a pupil. He could almost imagine he was being lectured by his headmaster for his and Saki’s antics. Though usual he wasn’t tied up.

“Shadower helped.” James finally said.

“Shadower? Haven’t heard about her in years.”


Harold rolled his eyes. Fenrir was as cold and harsh as ice, James was metal almost as cold and more stubborn and unforgiving. Immortal borns and their elements. Harold hated to resemble anything close to the metal he controlled.

“Shylock been telling me interesting stories what you did to him.”

Exactly like being lectured by his headmaster. Shylock was quiet and gentle like his mother, but that was only when Harold didn’t make him scream with broken bones.

“Oh but dear boy, you already knew about all of that. what does it change when you hear it from the horse’s mouth?”

He watched James chew his tongue.

“I’ve been ignoring everything, with Shylock, with Ali’. With mother.”

He closed his eyes. The bitch that stabbed Saki. Laughing as he did so they had told him.

“Enough is enough.”

Harold laughed.

“Finally here to kill me then.”

He looked directly into his own black eyes.

“Go on then, I hope you savour every moment, at least that will annoy Fenrir when you tell him how I begged for mercy.”

He laughed again wondering if he was capable of that after so much pain.

“No.” That surprised Harold just as much as James standing in front of him.


“I won’t savour it, I won’t take pleasure in this.”

Then the hand wrapped around his neck. as it pressed down he wondered if his son would be foolish to turn to metal to crush the metalcaller’s throat. Sadly only warm flesh choked the life from him. His face turned blue and his eyes watered and bulged. He looked up and smiled as best he could as the light of the world faded. James’ eyes looked down with hungry and his father took pride as he was the power James felt in his eyes and was glad, for once, he was a part of his son’s life.

via Daily Prompt: Savor


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