Disclaimer:  Dark Angel is the property of James Cameron and Charles Eglee.  The author claims no ownership and will not profit from this work.  It is purely for entertainment.  Please, do not steal any original aspects of this story, as they are as precious to me as my own children.  Constructive criticism is a wonderful thing, as I would love to go pro.  Thank you for your time.

Setting:  First season.

Author's note:  I know this isn't my best work.  But, hey, I've only gotten about 8 hours sleep total this week.  I know this contains lots of sentence fragments.  It's supposed to be a stream of consciousness type story.  BTW, for those who don't know, a drabble is exactly 100 words, not including the title and submission information.  Thank you kindly for your time!

Siren's Song
© 2000, Anna McLain

Not again.  Damned wheelchair!  Flat on my useless back with Max coming down the hall.  Hurry, before she sees you!  Can't let her know...

Show no weakness.  That's her motto.  That's her life...and mine.

She's perfect.  Athena and Aphrodite wrapped up in one little exquisite package.  The lion to your lamb, Logan.  Your siren.  Addictive.  Intoxicating.  Too good for half a man.

Fool, get up before she finds you.  Prone and as helpless as a newborn babe.  Worthless.  A eunuch.  Hurry, before she sees that you're no longer a man at all.

Move!  Before she leaves you.

Alone.

Again.

finis

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