Blood Feud
Summary: AU, a vampire hunter, bound and determined to avenge the death of his ancestor at the hands of an ancient vampire leads to a conflict Gar isn't quite ready for. Misunderstanding complicates bonds that go back 400 years.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except my imagination.
Chapter One
The city was bustling with people as Raven Roth watched the humans walked by. They were busy going about their lives.
Raven enjoyed watching people moving about, living their lives. In her long years she'd managed to genetically engineer artificial blood, she'd suggested it be used to help the humans but she also drank it in order to keep from drinking from humans.
She'd settled down to live in Jump City and was quite happy with her life.
Raven stared across the street; there was a young man, brown hair and green eyes. He seemed to be looking at her. His piercing green eyes burned into hers.
Raven didn't back down from his gaze. It had been a long time since any human had treated with defiance. It amused her. She did have to wonder who he was though.
Garfield Logan found himself drawn to a lovely figure across the street. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful. Her violet hair was short and she wore some jeans and a t-shirt.
They held each other's gazes for awhile, and then she left without a word. It was getting late out and he was itching to get to work. He'd have a lot of the work to do; the vampires were starting to attack humans more frequently. He had to keep his guard up, and hopefully, he'd find the one he was searching for the one vampire who had caused his family pain and suffering. He'd find her somehow, he wasn't sure how he would do that, but he was going to kill the vampire.
Garfield brandished his gun, it was time to go, the bloodsuckers were out in full force and they weren't going to get away.
Raven sat in a chair staring out at a starlit sky. It was too nice outside. Her sour mood didn't help much. What was bothering her? That boy, maybe, he was handsome enough, brown hair, green eyes, she'd seen plenty of them.
There was something that made her uncomfortable around him. The way he'd looked at her, maybe. There'd be something familiar about him. He reminded her of someone she'd not seen for four hundred years. It shouldn't matter to her; he was just a human after all.
"Why would you want me, a lowly human?" he asked.
"I want you because you're one of the few humans who don't treat me like a monster."
"You're too beautiful to possibly be a monster."
"Jonas, don't flatter me," Raven scoffed.
"I'm not," Jonas smiled. "I do think you're beautiful."
He kissed her deeply; she was going to be happy with him, they were going to be married. She felt content.
Raven sighed, snapping out of her reverie, she would have had a happy life, but the human she'd fallen in love with was the brother of a vampire hunter as he was, so naturally, it hadn't gone over well and after a vicious fight, her fiancé was murdered by his brother, who convinced the rest of his family that she'd murdered him in a fit of bloodlust. They swore that they and their descendants would hunt her down and kill her. She'd spend the years not moving too frequently, only leaving when anyone from that family moved into the area where she was living. She'd been able to evade them for a hundred years, but with the humans being able to travel the globe, she had no doubt they would eventually discover her whereabouts.
Her thoughts turned back to the past, she'd seen many things in her long life and she remembered all the people she'd seen and met many different people, some of which were not anyone she'd wish to meet again.
1609
Raven had been alive for 50 years. She'd traveled the world and was passing through Hungary. Having acquired wealth, she'd lived as a wealthy woman.
"Raven, There is a woman you must meet," Jonas ushered her into a grand room.
"You still haven't told me your name," Raven told him.
"This is Countess Elizabeth Báthory," he said. Raven did everything she could in her willpower not to visibly wince. Elizabeth Báthory was a countess who was known for her cruelty to her servant girls. Raven could smell the blood on her and did her best not to shown any emotion.
The stories of the vampires had spread all over Europe. But Elizabeth Báthory was an ordinary human. Still, rumors of what went on in her castle at Čachtice disturbed Raven, and people thought she was a monster.
She greeted Elizabeth with civility; the countess didn't say much to her, she seemed to be distracted, as if she wanted to be somewhere else. Raven took her leave and left the room. Finding her way outside, she found a discreet hiding place to vomit. "Hello Raven," the voice was kind and friendly. Raven turned around to see Jonas.
"What are you doing here?" Raven said, composing herself, she was surprised to say the least, she thought she'd left him inside.
"I'm surprised she disturbs you, vampire."
"What gave me away?" she asked curiously.
"I've been searching for you for a long time, it's part of my job as a vampire hunter."
"A vampire hunter, I can't recall when I last encountered one," Raven gave Jonas a smile. "This will be amusing. What's your name?"
"Jonas Logan," he told her. Raven frowned. The surname was familiar to her. The Logan family, how disturbing, in truth she'd wanted to find the Logan family, for deeply personal reasons.
"Are you going to kill me here and now?" she asked.
"Not yet, but sometime I will," Jonas told her.
Raven sighed, she was bored. The night was young; going out on the town would do her some good. Maybe she might be able to see that young man she'd seen earlier. The young man was handsome and attractive to her, and most humans did not catch her eye, and there was something appealing about him that drew her to him.
Slipping into some comfortable clothes, she headed out, maybe tonight would be interesting after all.
Garfield Logan had been out all night, fighting for hours on end against swarms of vampires. They'd been out in full force, and he'd managed to prevent a few attacks but it didn't seem to impact the amount of vampires out at night.
"There he is!" a vampire snarled. "Eat him!"
Gar fired his gun; the silver bullets flew into his enemy and watched as the monster dropped dead.
"Good riddance!" Gar glared.
"How long are you going to keep this up?" a voice asked.
Gar looked up, staring at the figure that was standing on the roof. The woman was the one he'd seen earlier, the pretty girl was staring at him.
The lovely figure had an amused expression on her face. Garfield saw her disappear and saw a mist swirl and form and travel down and reform right next to him.
"You shouldn't play with such dangerous toys," she said playfully, lightly shoving the gun away. She leaned in close and inhaled his scent. He felt familiar, Raven felt a connection to him but she wasn't sure why.
"Don't come near me!" Gar shoved her back.
"Why so nervous, I won't bite," she said. "What's a handsome boy like you doing out here?"
"I hunt monsters like you, vampire," Gar snarled.
"Must you be so rude? I haven't done anything to you," Raven gave him an appeasing smile. She lightly ran a finger down his cheek. He visibly flinched.
"Get your hands off me!" Gar pushed her hand away.
"Are you actually going to use that gun of yours?" Raven teased, "Or is it just for show?"
"How's this for a show?" retorted Gar as he opened fire.
Raven smiled a little, he was a decent shot, any other vampire would be dead but she'd done more than her share of dodging bullets and she could avoid them even without any of her immense power. Being over 400 years old she'd learned many things, and knew how to dodge bullets without using vampires' tricks or powers.
Seeing he'd run out of silver bullets, she moved to engage him in hand to hand combat before he could reload.
Gar blocked a punch and kicked out hard as he tried to tackle her to the ground but she managed to stay on her feet.
Raven continually elbowed him repeatedly. Gar struggled to try to get her into a position that he could stake her. He managed to get her on the ground and grabbed his stake and tried to drive it into her heart, he tried to kill her, but he didn't have enough strength to finish her off. Holding his hand back with hers, Raven gave him a mischievous smirk.
"I don't think you could drive that through my heart. My chest isn't made of cardboard. Do you think this is Buffy the Vampire Slayer where vampires' chests are the thinnest and can be killed by a wooden stake?"
"Shut up and die already!" Gar growled. Unexpectedly, Raven threw him off of her. She gave him a smirk.
"You're the most fun I've had in a hundred years. What's your name, vampire hunter?"
"Garfield Logan," he replied.
Raven stopped for a moment and stared at him. Logan, his surname was Logan. So he was a member of the Logan family. No doubt he was looking for her, the Logan family had sworn to hunt her down and kill her, it was an ancient feud, one that was a result of a grave misunderstanding.
Raven's expression became sadder and her face darkened. A light seemed to flash before her eyes and instead of young Garfield, she saw Jonas, the hunter she hadn't seen in four hundred years.
The resemblance between the two was uncanny. Gar looked very much like him. The emotional memories it brought back made her feel an old sorrow.
"Well, Mr. Logan, I'll see you again soon." Raven vanished from his sight.
Raven reappeared in her vast house. The heaviness in her heart was too much to bear. She'd lost too much because of the Logan family, she'd fallen in love with Jonas Logan and they both had hoped that their marriage would bring peace between the humans and the vampires, but Jonas' brother John had murdered him after they had engaged each other in a verbal battle. John had framed her for it, and had convinced the entire Logan family that she'd killed him, she'd fled and been evading them ever since.
Raven's thoughts turned to Garfield Logan. He was certainly a handsome young man. He was intriguing and the connection between them was different than the other Logan family members she'd encountered in the past, they had always tried to come after her, and even though he had done just that, he'd reacted differently than the others.
They had always tried to lure her in; some of them had even tried to goad her into drinking their blood or tried to seduce her in order to distract her so they could kill her. Not that it worked of course, she'd always managed to avoid them, she'd never hurt them, only rendering them unconscious and making her getaway.
Raven frowned, the boy intrigued her. His face lingered in her mind and she sighed. She tried not to think about him, but it was no use. She wanted to see him again. Despite the many things she'd done in her long life, she'd become bored. Perhaps Gar would bring some excitement back into her life, she'd been lonely, despite the fact that she knew many vampires and had many human connections, none of them were close to her, and she wanted someone who would be a companion and a friend. Raven hadn't wanted those things in years. She chided herself, she was becoming senile. She needed a drink.
Raven headed over to where a cup of artificial blood was waiting for her, "My life is just too complicated."
She drank deeply, the blood tasted metallic and pleased her, Raven's hunger was sated. She felt relief. Raven wondered how long it would be before she gave into her desires for human blood and turned on the very creatures she longed for peace with.
Author's Note: My Hellsing fusion fic is on hold because I don't have all the source material, so enjoy this instead.