makinglies | Vampire AU - Vatheon Verse

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Vampire AU - Vatheon Verse

[Marie ran her fingers through the hair of her new pet. The taste of his blood was still on her lips and she smiled as she wiped the bit of her own blood from his. The wound she'd opened in her wrist had long since closed and now she was just waiting for him to awaken.

It would be better this way. He could stay with her and Rayflo forever now and nothing would ever hurt him. He was so sweet. So kind. And now he was hers. Rayflo wouldn't mind. She knew he loved the boy as she did, he would understand and be happy. He would smile at her like he used to, that smile he saved just for her whenever he'd come back from a journey and she would run to greet him. He'd smile and call her his princess.

Now she could have her knight and her prince! A happy family that could live together.

Marie smiled a little wider and hummed a tune Rayflo used to hum to her when the nightmares came for her. No nightmare touched her now and there would be none for Sola either.]

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[Intelligent?

Sola returns the kiss a little doubtfully on that score, though it's being called attractive that makes his ears turn vaguely pink. Still, there's something different in the way that Johnny holds him, something more settled. Before there was always a sense of distance, that Johnny would always hold just a bit of himself back for some reason Sola couldn't fathom, but that feeling is gone now. It's replaced with a sense of belonging, a sense that this won't just fall away and either one of them will be left alone.

They've been a couple for a few years now, but this may be the first time they're well and truly together.

Sola kisses Johnny back, then kisses his cheek before pulling back to look at his boyfriend.]

I love you.

[A few years together and these words weren't new, but they still brought color to his cheeks. Maybe not if it was said lightly or quickly, but when there was nothing else going on, when it was truly just them and Johnny could hear the sincerity in Sola's voice.

He brought a hand up to stroke his thumb along Sola's cheek before sliding his hand back through that silver hair.]

I love you too.

[He went silent a moment, gaze glued to Sola's eyes and face. After a moment, he gave a small sigh and just pulled the hylian-turned-vampire as close as he could.]

I would not have wished this for you...but, at the same time,there's a part of me that's glad for it.

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[Johnny staring at him like that makes Sola self conscious and his face hot, so he's relieved when the elder vampire pulls him close and sighs very softly against his shoulder.]

That's how I feel. I-I... I've always felt like there's things I don't understand about you, how you try and explain but I never really understood what it's like, but. I get it now I think.

[He looks up at Johnny, not able to see much with the tilt of his head due to proximity, but he sneaks his hand up to run the pads of his fingers lightly on Johnny's chin, feeling the scratchiness of his beard and smiling a little.]

You know you have to take from other people to live and that's sad but...

[He closes his eyes, inhaling deeply and just tasting the air. The after-sex scent of the room, the shampoo and soap both he and Johnny use in the shower, the faint coppery tang of blood that he finds pleasant now.]

But I won't fade away, I won't have to get old and die and leave you alone.

[He was so afraid of that, afraid of death, of ceasing to exist. He has so much that he can't fathom leaving behind, he has a real life, a life that's his, that he's built with Johnny that he won't give up for anything.

His voice gets soft as he shifts, adjusting himself to lay on top of Johnny so he can see his lover's face.]

I won't ever make you sad like that.

[Johnny wrapped an arm around Sola's back and used his other hand to continue playing with that soft hair.]

I don't think you could make me sad...but I'm glad for that.

[Gently, he leaned up to kiss Sola. It wasn't passionate, but it was soft and sensual, a lover's kiss.]

I'm glad that you'll stay with me.

[The kiss makes him smile and he returns it, chaste and loving.]

Always.

[And he's true to his word. He can't bring himself to rise from the bed for at least an hour, simply enjoying the new and novel closeness, but his paramour grows antsy after they've recovered from their activity and insists on going to find the wayward princess.

They search all night but Marie is nowhere to be found. A look at the network shows her name no longer on the list of residents. Sola doesn't say anything, not sure how he feels now that she's gone. He's glad she won't be interrupting his time with Johnny in that imperious way she has, but... he owes her quite a lot now.]

Edited 2013-03-27 18:13 (UTC)

[It was surprising how easy it was to get used to Sola being a vampire. No, it still wasn't his favorite thing, but he was becoming more okay with it-more thankful for it- every day and week that passed.

He didn't need to fret as much about where Sola was or what he was doing or if he was ok, he knew the other vampire would be fine and, as long as he remained only drinking from Johnny, he would be nearly impervious.

He was so content with everything it didn't occur to him things could go south. It wasn't immediate, but the bubble had a funny way of pulling just the wrong person in.

This time, it was a very persistent vampire hunter named Gordon. He couldn't tell at first, but it didn't take him too long and, once he knew, he was like a dog on a scent.

The first time he tried to attack them, he surprised them with some form of injection filled with dead blood and their lack of reaction seemed to only frustrate him. In fact, a lot of his methods were pointless when used on them with exception to that blade he aimed at their necks whenever he could.

It had been a while since they'd last run into Gordon and, considering their previous encounters, Johnny hardly felt overly-threatened when the hunter suddenly appeared while they were out for a walk.

However, this encounter was different. Gordon got too close to Sola-too close for Johnny's comfort-so he pushed the younger vampire out of the way of the hunter's blade only to find a needle shoved into his shoulder in the next instant.

The smell from the mixture told him it was dead blood again, but the fire that tore down through his arm as the mixture spread through his veins told him it was more than that.

It spread quickly and caused Johnny to drop heavily to the ground. Everything hurt and rational thought was quickly being chased from his mind as the fire spread.

His concern for his partner was greater, though, and it registered that Gardon was moving past Johnny to try and hurt Sola. He lashed out for the man's calf with claw-like nails, hoping to catch enough to afford Sola some time. He didn't know what was in that syringe, but he knew that Sola didn't have the experience to fend off a hunter like this alone.]

Sol..run-!

[Frantic gold eyes tried to find red ones to tell Sola he had to go, he had to run, just as his nails tore through flesh. It wasn't enough, though. Sola was still in danger...but Johnny's movements had been limited to curling in on himself as tightly as possible. He couldn't help any more.

[Sola hated Gordon. Not like he'd hated Laharl, an annoying rivalry that bordered on kismisitude, but a real ugly hate that makes his expression darken at the mere mention of the hunter's name.

It hadn't started out that way. At the beginning Gordon had simply been irrelevant. His attempts to corner the vampires had been laughable, if annoying, but slowly he grew into thorn in their side. They couldn't go anywhere in the bubble without him showing up to spoil the evening. Johnny had to leave off tending the bar, Sola had to stop his deliveries, because whenever they were out, Gordon would find them. He was always more bold when he caught one of them alone. Johnny, for his part, had never laid a finger on the man. If he got too close, Johnny would abscond, not inclined to hurt Gordon despite his intentions. Sola on the other hand, when Gordon had discovered the younger vampire making a delivery on his own and raised a knife at him, fought tenaciously. They'd left the altercation each with several wounds, the difference being Sola's had healed before he even returned home. Gordon wore his like merit badges.

Sola hated Gordon.

He'd never been able to hurt them before now, though. Injections of stale blood or the waving of steel blades were really nothing they had to worry about. They were stronger than this human, this human that for some reason Sola can't comprehend wants them dead despite only ever feeding from each other, only ever helping people.

When Sola sees Johnny drop under the needle, he knows this time is different and all of those feelings of loathing and hatred that he'd tried to squelch for his boyfriend's sake rise to the surface and flood his expression.

It was one thing to flail at them ineffectually-

Sola's lips curl into a snarl, revealing his long, wickedly sharp fangs.

It was one thing to interrupt what seemed like every quiet, private moment-

Sola's complexion grows darker, his eyes bleeding their customary red color into the entirety of the sclera, lowing with an unnatural and unholy light.

But to drop Johnny like he were nothing, to threaten his most important person? He's done running, he's done leaving things as they are.

Sola's complexion turns dark and grows like an elongated shadow, seeming to take over the entire area in darkness. Whatever moon or starlight that filters into the bubble at night is gone, blotted out in the rage of one vampire who's reached the end of his rope.

He says nothing, gives no warning other than a bestial growl as he descends on the offending human.

The arm holding the syringe is the first thing to go, joints and sinew shredding like paper under Sola's fury. It ends up at the base of an adjacent tree. The human howls in pain yet still tries to swing at him with the arm still attached, clutching a knife that burns Sola as it passes into his flesh.

He barely feels it over the consuming rage and soon that arm hangs uselessly, the silver knife drops involuntarily to the grass, hand too slick with blood to hold it.

The fight goes out of the human, his struggles weakening with the blood loss, but Sola doesn't seem to notice or care. He latches his fangs into the man's neck, the scent of blood overpowering and his hatred for Gordon and all he's done to interrupt their lives, what he's done to Johnny, utterly overwhelming.

It isn't long before Gordon stops moving altogether, just a still mass of bloody flesh under the coalescent shadow of Sola.]

Edited 2013-03-28 16:27 (UTC)

[It had taken his mind a moment to register what it was his eyes were seeing. He'd only caught a glimpse of this before, but never had he seen Sola darken to this degree.

He wanted to call out, to tell him to stop, not for Gorden's fate but for Sola himself. But he couldn't get his throat to work and soon it was too late anyway.

He watched as Sola ripped the man apart and his heart only sunk further when he saw his boyfriend's fangs latch onto the hunter's neck. As aggravating as he was, the hunter was a human, and that meant Sola had taken the last step into becoming a full vampire.

Some tenacious part of him took hold and forced him to get to his feet. He was shaking, but he still had enough strength to stagger over to them and rip the corpse from Sola's hold. It hardly mattered what state the body was in and Johnny didn't really care either, there was no great loss to the human species here. All of his concern was for Sola.

He was weaker than Sola right now between the injection and the younger vampire's anger, and he didn't think he could stop Sola if he tried to go for the body again, so he put himself between them, throwing his arms around the shadowed figure as tightly as he could. This scared him. Not the power, that was just Sola, but what it could do at this level to his lover. "...stop. You can stop, it's okay, he's gone."

He felt like he was trying to hug something that wasn't there but was at the same time, it was a strange sensation. The hardest thing wasn't the act, though, it was the energy he could feel from Sola. All of that anger and hate hurt more than the burning through his body; he just wanted to chase it all away and make Sola happy again. But there was a part of him, a childish part maybe, that was afraid he was going to lose his Sola to this power. He didn't know how it worked, but he knew what anger could do and that was frightening enough alone.

"Please stop, Sola. I need you."

[There's a brief moment of animalistic menace as Johnny tears Sola's prey from his fangs, but it vanishes as the elder vampire pulls Sola into his embrace. He swallows and pulls his arms around Johnny in turn, their weight becoming more solid as Sola's power dies down and retracts into him. There's no more need, there's no more target for his rage though a quiet fury still settles under the surface, a fierceness that translates through Sola's embrace of his lover.]

He hurt you. He deserved it.

[There's no remorse for the violence in which Sola had dispatched their enemy, no worry for the corpse he'd left lying in the grass. He was a threat. A thorn in their side, even if just a human. A stupid one, to try and take them down for no reason. They're not monsters, they're just trying to live peacefully together.

Something in Sola's head twinges when he tries to tell himself he's not a monster. A whisper of 'after that?'

He shoves it away, holding Johnny tighter, his complexion lightening and eyes returning to normal, though they keep their eerie glow. His hair, however, remains a deep ebony.]

Does it still hurt? What did he do?

[He fought to control the trembling of his hand as he pulled it up to wipe at Sola's face. He needed to hold his partner, touch him in anyway he could, just to make sure he was there and all right.]

Based on the taste in my mouth, I think it was laced with silver. It hurts...but it will dissipate with time.

[His other hand moved up to cover the wound on Sola's arm.]

Silver burns us, remember?

[He made a mental note to heal that later if it didn't close up by the time they got home.]

But I'm not worried about him or myself, I'm worried about you. I know why you did it...it's...it's fine. It'll be okay. It's just...

[He paused, just focusing on the feeling of Sola's skin beneath his fingers for a moment. It was easier to be honest after being together for so long, but there were still times when he got caught up on his desire to play down or outright deny the truth and his desire to be honest and show his trust in Sola.]

I don't know anything about the power you have except that you have it, I don't know how it works. I was afraid I was going to lose you to it...or even just to your own anger. I'm sorry any of this happened.

[Sola catches Johnny's fingers near his lips after wiping away the blood and gives them a light kiss. It's so gentle compared to the display of brute strength he'd just exhibited.]

We should have killed him sooner. We can't run or hide here; I don't want to fight or kill people, but we deserve to live too and I can't stand anyone standing in the way of that.

[The younger vampire's eyebrows furrow in a desperate worry, holding Johnny's fingers tightly in his own.]

I'm afraid of losing you, too. I'm not going anywhere, though.

[He kisses Johnny's knuckles.]

The shadows... they were always a part of me. I think if I tried I could have done that before.

[Not ripped someone limb from limb, that strength is born from his still-new vampiric nature, but growing and stretching, turning black and looming terrifying. That Sola could do before. He was made from shadows and he can't deny his nature, he's simply never really tried to harness it. It was scary before, when he was ungrounded. The use of that power was at the cost of the very fabric of the spell that kept him together. Now he's a vampire, a creature that by its nature can change shapes and find itself again. He's no longer so scared of disappearing.

He's scare of the rage that fuels it. It's something he's tapped before, initially before his first death at the hands of his original. Frothing, potent rage at the unfairness of the world, that he can't have what he wants, that he has no place and when he tries to gain one it's snatched from him by a man wearing the face that should rightly be his. He was made for it then. He doesn't think that now, not about Link, but it's that same deep agonizing fury that called up the shadow beast within and even as he tries to deny it's anything serious, his stomach churns that he hadn't been himself.

He won't tell Johnny, but he doesn't remember tearing Gordon's arms. He doesn't remember sinking his teeth into that pulsing neck and drinking deep. He doesn't even remember Johnny pulling Gordon's lifeless husk away. One moment everything went red and the next he was in his lovers arms with knowledge of what he'd done.

But Gordon had deserved it. So it was fine.

It has to be fine.]

Let's go home, okay? You should eat so you'll heal from the silver faster.

[It has to be fine.]

[He wasn't entirely sure what to say. Should they have killed him sooner? Maybe.

He hadn't really been taking the man seriously until this last encounter, what sort of vampire hunter didn't have any sort of holy objects on them? It had seemed laughable.

Sola had a point, they deserved to live peacefully as they had been for the last few years, and Johnny certainly wouldn't hesitate to kill if it meant protecting someone he loved...but Gorden had still been human. Maybe he'd grown a little soft here, but he'd been hoping the man would just give it up and get over it.

Ultimately, he supposed, it didn't matter. What was done was done and everything hurt too much to really ponder the ethics of killing the man responsible for that.

He nodded and wrapped his arm around Sola's shoulders, both offering comfort and taking a little support from the action.]

Yeah, let's go. [He offered as big a smile as he could.] A little snooze in the coffin and everything'll be right as rain again.

[And hopefully this would soon just turn into another unpleasant memory.]

[An unpleasant memory that turns to a unpleasant reality.

Despite it seeming that Gordon had done nothing but attempt to disrupt Johnny and Sola's lives, the hunter had made some acquaintances in the bubble. He'd talked at length about his experiences, about things that go bump in the night, and those things included vampires. Vicious creatures on his world, feeding not just for food but for sport, for pleasure, turning people for revenge or on a whim.

And then his body had been found in the park, throat torn up and drained of blood.

And there are only so many vampires in the bubble.

Initially oblivious, Sola assumed the problem had simply been solved and went about his daily routine. He still made deliveries, still greeted the grocer with a smile and a wave, but those around him and around Johnny grew colder, more hesitant, less friendly. It was obvious what had happened.

Gordon had slowly but surly turned their community against them.

The younger vampire doesn't understand. How could these people that they'd known for years now suddenly suspect them? How could they not see what Gordon had been trying to do? It makes Sola so upset, especially when Roxas turns away from him even after hearing his side. So Sola had killed the man who attacked his boyfriend, so what?! Wouldn't anyone have done the same!? Didn't Gordon deserve it?!

It makes Sola want to cry but he won't cry about it, he won't admit he was wrong in any way because that man tried to hurt Johnny. He was right to die, and if anyone else disagrees than they're worthless to him too! It's easier to get angry than sad, it's easier to get spiteful than admit that maybe he didn't need to kill Gordon, to feed from him and never be able to see the sun again.

It's sudden, but when Sola gets home that evening, nearly two weeks after Gordon's death, he slams the door so hard it nearly bounces off its hinges. For the past week his hair's been a dark, steely grey instead of its usual light silver and it only seems to be darkening with the weight of Sola's frustration.]

When did everyone get so stupid?!

[Johnny had always seen this place as a haven, somewhere he could call home and be happy in. That had been true for years, but now it seemed as though things had changed.

Most places changed steadily, this place especially with how often people came and went, and now it seemed it was changing into something very familiar. People kept their distance, some would only talk to him as much as was needed and sometimes not even that. There were some who would still be polite or even friendly, but they were limited and it was nothing compared to how things used to be.

This would be the point at which he would move on and find somewhere new, somewhere that didn't know his name or face, but this wasn't his world, this was a bubble. His only option was to grin and bare it.

When Sola bursts in and slams the door, Johnny's sitting sideways on the couch with his feet pulled up so his book rested against his knees. His expression was one of concern, but there was a touch of apprehension when he spoke.]

What's wrong? Did something happen?

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Roxas doesn't want to be my friend anymore.

[He throws himself on the couch next to Johnny's feet.]

Nobody wants to be my friend anymore because of that stupid guy! I should have killed him sooner, he only caused trouble.

[Sola crosses his arms tightly across his chest, staring holes in the carpet.]

[Johnny's brow creased, but he was very calm in putting the bookmark in his book and setting it aside.]

Sola...please don't say that, he was still a human, no matter what he did. Perhaps there was something else we could have done.

[Not that it mattered much now.

He shifted so he could take Sola's hand in his and squeezed it gently.]

It will be all right. These things...they often happened back home, I suppose it was only a matter of time till they happened here as well.

Well it's terrible and stupid. Humans are so stupid if they change like that! Hating us suddenly because one stupid guy told them to? We don't need them anyway.

[He would have cried, once upon a time, but he's so angry now that the heat of it seems to have burnt up any tears he'd shed. The only evidence of anything aside from that ire is in just how hard Sola grips Johnny's hand in turn. He'd worked so hard to make friends, to get along and not be alone anymore, alone as he had been way back in the Water Temple.

But maybe that was wrong. Maybe he didn't need anyone, because this hurts. It hurts more than when people leave because of the coral. It huts so much he can barely handle it and he hides in the solace that Johnny would never do that. Johnny understands. Johnny loves him.

With a small whimper, Sola all but throws himself against Johnny, wrapping his free arm around his lover and burying his face in his neck miserably. The hand Johnny took and squeezed remains in a white-knuckled grip in turn around Johnny's fingers.]

I only need you anyway.

[He never wanted to leave the bubble as much as he did right now. He wished to hell and back that he could take Sola away from here and give them a new life where he could make new friends. Although...he supposed, now, that would be much harder for him limited by the night hours like he was.

Johnny wrapped his other arm around his lover in return and held them together.]

It will be okay, I promise. We'll figure this out.

[He would find a way to make Sola happy again. Somehow.]

[The distraught Hylian stays as he is in Johnny's arms for a long while, trying to remaster himself, to calm down. He doesn't like the hurt expression on his boyfriend's face, knowing it's his fault...

But it's not is it? It's everyone else's fault. If they hadn't turned on him, if they only listened to his side of the story, if he knew how bad the hunter had been.

He burrows his head in the crook of his matesprit's neck, words sounding muffled and worried.]

You won't ever leave me, will you? You know what it's like, what he tried to do. You know I was only trying to protect us.

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