Authors: Caroline
Rating: PG
Word Count: 10K - we got a little carried away didn't we? LOL
Warnings: This would be classed as fantasy fiction, there is and will be mentions and use of violence, blood, abuse, angst, oh and also slash if any of this bothers you please don't read.
Disclaimers: We are most definitely not claiming that Nikki Sixx is several hundred years old and an ex-necromancer or that Trent Reznor is a fallen angel. This is completely made up and work of our combined imaginations. This is a piece of fan fiction and should be treated as such.
Authors notes: This little world started out as an RPG game based in Las Vegas which lived and died. As is such the way of favored characters, Sin long out-lived the game he lived in, and "moved" to New Orleans. If you think you recognize Nikki from some where else you probably do - he's been seen about
Sin wasn't a morning person. He never had been, never would be, would never happily get up unless you bribed him. None the less he was up at the ungodly hour of nine o'clock, and was sitting at a table at Cafe DuMonde, ( trying to keep from wanting to kill the world with beginets and coffee. )