A/N: First Fright Night fan fic so be nice and enjoy. I do not own anyone or anything although that would be amazing btw this is of course the original because that was the most AMAZING one. This will be a slashy fic so be a bit cautious!

New Neighbor

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He couldn't breathe. His breathing was raspy and chalky with Mr. Dandridge's firm hand tight around his throat, blocking off his every bit of breathing.

Dandridge let out quite a charming laugh before returning that glare he ever so enjoyed displaying. "So Charlie you like snooping on your neighbors. I would've thought your lovely mother would have taught you better than that?" he spoke, his fingers getting stronger around his throbbing throat as his head tilted to the side.

Charlie didn't even attempt to swallow. He shut his eyes and continued to gasp, using his own little fingers to relieve his neck of Mr. Dandridge's. "Let…let me go!" the teen kicked, realizing how far off the ground he was. His chest raced and the air between the both of them grew hotter and hotter by the minute. Dandridge smiled at the boy but didn't dare think of letting him free. Charlie opened his eyes that watered at the corners. He gagged and gasped again and his kicking soon led to knocking in the glass of his arcade game that stood just two feet shorter than him.

Charlie mumbled a curse as best he could.

As the space between them grew dangerously small Dandridge had no other choice but to force the boy harder into the wall, sneaking him near the open window. Charlie saw his life flash right before his eyes. He already felt the cold breeze of the night air outside brush against the back of his neck and it chilled him to the bone.

"This never would've happened Charlie if you kept that nose of yours high." Dandridge got the boy over the window sill now, pushing him out very slowly, giving the boy time to think. Charlie didn't think he did everything else besides that. He was scared shitless at the moment, meanwhile his fingers clawed at the older man's hand that strangled.

The teen let out an unwanted grunt from his dry throat, finding out now that his head was pushed entirely out of the window. His hands fumbled around for something; just anything to grab and cause pain to the intruder.

Mr. Dandridge growled something beneath his tongue and his fingers went even tighter. Charlie was choking and his head was spinning as he made the stupid mistake of turning around to see what was below. Of course darkness and the terrifying spikes that pointed upward on the white picket fence below—of course. "Uh" Charlie managed to spit out, even in the process of being strangled by an immortal as he slipped his fingers passed something to strike him with and picked it up and managed to pierce it through the top of the demon's hand. At that moment, Charlie could suddenly breathe normal again and he coughed like a maniac.

"UuH" Mr. Dandridge cried in pain after Charlie carefully crawled safely back into the room from the window and back against the wall again. He was a dumbass; he had no protection at all and he was totally defenseless besides that pen that penetrated the top of Jerry's hand. Charlie just stood there shaking scared to see what has happened to Mr. Dandridge while he was turned. "Oh Charlie…he swallowed hard and let out a rough cough.

The intruder turned around and what Char saw scared the shit out of him. He was definitely right about his neighbor being different; and different indeed was he.

His skin was a deep shade of red his eyes which had been a chocolate brown were now a scarce yellow with fierce pearly white fangs that could penetrate anything. Charlie was terrified and he couldn't even bare to look at the demon before him. His face was even much bulkier than it already was which gave Char another reason to be so tense and afraid.

Getting closer with his wounded hand, Dandridge showed his pearls. "How do you feel?" Dandridge growled gazing hard into the teen's frightened eyes that glistened with warm tears.

After pulling the pen free, Dandridge sighed and his rage and terrorizing actions had died down but he seemed rather pissed off with the kid nonetheless. He gave Charlie a sneer and left in a hurry. After he had left surprisingly, Charlie could hear fussing from across the hall. "Mom?" he was standing before her bedroom door, jingling the knob that seemed to be stuck, but he ended up opening the damaged door anyway. "Charlie, what happened?" his mother asked, brushing down her night gown. Charlie of course wasn't listening and fled down the stairs and out of the house.

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E/N: Okay this is my first ever Fright Night story so be nice…by the way how was it? Yes if you guys are wondering it will be a sort of slashy fic and I know it was short but that's just how I roll with my beginning chapters