a/n: Okey Dokey! Teeheehee I'm such a geek, I lit candles to give me that dark aura, boy was that an ordeal! I ended up using the paper end of the match lit by the stove to light one, then a birthday candle, of which I melted. -.-;; hehe. Well, this is dark, smutty, sweet, smutty, gory-esque, AU Zoids vampire ficcie. There will be Shonen-ai and Shojo-ai. ^_^ Guess, who. :p Nyo. Meaning, homosexuals and lesbians. Man, it's really pouring out there. Okay, lets move that candle /away/ from the firewood!! Ehem. Allrighty, I'll tell you how this fic got started. While we were in Vermont on vacation, I would have a morning routine. Get up, stumble downstairs, get breakfast, then sit down on that noisy, beige, leather (bleck!!), couch with the artificial leopard print blankets and pillows. (Mind you this is a straight man's house. No offense meant but…O.o) Then I'd possibly watch the end of Cow and Chicken, then Spongebob, Sightings on Sci-Fi, then Dark Shadows which was on after that, which I only half watched since by then I was actually doing something. And then was………Forever Knight? (Forever Night?) Either one of those I believe, and well We were generally up and moving by then, and were, I had gotten ready and come down to get my glasses and Big Blue Notebook, which houses all of my fanfics etc. then I started to sort of pay attention and heard the line from the Vampire guy: something like: victim: "W-Who are you!? What are you!?" Vamp.: "The only one who can save you now."
So! To make a long story short-erm, er. It was instant idea, and during the entire car ride, while in the cheese factory (-.-;;) etc. I wrote it. Nya ha ha. Okie I shall shut up and get to the disc.
Disc: I own nothing. I am just a poor, anemic, possibly Ma-something or other syndrome-ed child. ((I went to the doctor yesterday. *points at band-aid* Ooh, sparkly…))--oh one more thing! I know there was another fic about Brad being a vampire…but well…the author, I'm trying to find it again, never really continued it, so….anyhow, I'm sure it's different. --plotline wise, than they were getting to.
Blood Lus†
Chap†er One: Wha† †he Hell is going on here?!
The golden haired thief ran through the dark abandoned alleyways, cursing as he tripped over rubbish. The group chased him still. He rounded a bend and skidded to a stop. Dead end.
"Shit!" He cursed again as he saw two dark figures at the edge of the rooftop he faced, his pursuers gaining on him.
A low eerie howl erupted and one of the shadowy figures lunged, attacking the troupe ferociously as the other landed without a sound. The teen gasped, seeing a tall man, slightly built in a black trench coat and jeans. He stalked past him and stood to the remaining followers the wolf hadn't mangled. "It's him! Get'm!!" Yelled the leader as only a few followed. The blonde grimaced hearing a gunshot and two necks snap and the leader hit the ground. ((whoa! it's really pouring!!!!!))
The wolf padded up with the man's silent call, and he crouched and scratched behind it's ears.
"W-who…are you?" The teen asked as the strange person checked the pulses on two bodies. "Who are you!? Tell me!" he demanded as he lifted the leader, a somewhat heavyset man almost twice his weight, over his shoulder with complete ease, and the wolf began to drag another.
"Who am I? The only one who can save you now." His voice was low and smooth, even some what seductive.
"What?"
"I suggest you come with me."
"Why? Are you a cop!?"
"Do I look like one? Would a cop kill these men by hand?" He asked as he muttered. "Stupid humans and their guns."
"Why…should I?"
"Do you want anyone else like these following you? Bit Cloud?"
"H-how do you know my…my name?" He asked trying not to sound nervous or frightened.
"I'll answer all your questions later, if you come with me."
Bit debated, then nodded. "Okay."
The blonde followed the mysterious man and his wolf through the underground tunnels off of the subway system and into a long dim hallway.
"So, who are you? Do you have a name?"
"Of course I have a name, I'm not a barbarian." He said as Bit sighed angrily. "It's Brad, Brad Shanahan Hunter." He said turning his head slightly and Bit saw his face for the first time.
He had long reddish-brown hair, that fell on his shoulders and over it, and into beautiful, intense, cobalt blue eyes, set off by pale skin. He was incredibly handsome, in that strong, dark way. Bit blushed slightly but laughed.
"Shannon? Isn't that a girls name?"
"Yes, Shannon is but Shanahan isn't. It's Irish Gaelic, It means 'cunning'."
"Oh…Shannananana…"he tried to pronounce it as Brad assisted complete with accent.
"SHAH-nah-han"
"Hey, you're good, you got the accent and everything." He commented stupidly as Brad gave a peeved sigh.
"It might be because I was born and raised in Ireland."
"Oh," Bit shut up and followed him to the final door, which 'Brad' opened with an old looking key. Bit could see in the slightly dim light two young women.
The first was medium height, with dark red hair, long and spiky, wearing a black leather corset-top, that showed her midriff, with a thick utility chain holding it up, connected to a bondage collar. She also wore a uneven black skirt, longer in the back than in the front, reaching high up her legs, showing thigh high fishnets with garter straps and clunky knee high boots with heavy buckles. On her wrists were bondage cuffs that jingled when she moved. Her red eyes were clear and filled with hunger and worry. Her lips were black and a pink tongue flicked across them as she stroked the second girl.
The other had choppy pink hair and lavender eyes, her lips painted dark red. She wore a short, tight black dress with horizontal slits up the front and high boots as well. She looked pale and fragile.
The red haired girl dug her long black nails into the flesh above her breast, leaving several gashes, crimson blood beading up and beginning to drip. She whispered to her and brought her lips to it. The girl lapped up the blood eagerly, holding her tightly.
Brad's wolf let out a yip and the red head looked up.
"Brad! Thank you.." She said as he set the still alive body down. She picked up the weaker girl and the woman closed her mouth around the man's neck, leaving perfect puncture marks, lifting the pink haired girl to the new wound.
"What….the…hell…?" Bit backed up further and heard a growl from another wolf, that appeared behind him.
"You're welcome, Naomi." Brad said finally pushing back his hair. Bit watched the girl he'd called 'Naomi' hover over the girl, holding her softly, licking the blood that spilled into the floor.
"Don't let that greedy wench eat it all!" Another from the corner growled. He had dark gray hair, spiked up, cold narrow eyes and a gruff exterior. Naomi's head shot up and with in a link of an eye she charged at him, letting out an unearthly hiss, but Brad caught her.
"Shut up, Jack. Leena's a newborn, leave her alone." he said softly as Jack grunted and Naomi, who was back, cradling Leena, who had stopped eating and sat up with new strength, sniffled slightly.
"Shut up, Jack! She's mine….she's my baby…it's my fault…." She held her tighter as Leena tried to protest but just nuzzled back.
He grunted again and made a comment Bit couldn't quite hear.
"Really, Jack! Brad didn't have to bring back food for us. You should be appreciative, not an asshole! If you're going to be that way, why don't you hunt for yourself?" She shot back as Brad sighed.
"Enough you two." He said tiredly sounding much like a parent trying to get two siblings to stop their bickering.
Naomi took a bite and began to drain some more of the man's blood. She licked the wound shut after a moment and walked over to Brad.
"Brad, it was your kill, eat…" She cooed as he looked at the prey and licked his lips hungrily but shook his head.
"No, Save it for Leena.."
Leena spoke up softly. "I'm fine, Brad, eat."
"You need to." Naomi finished, thoughtfully trailing a hand down his cheek and nuzzling his chin. He crouched by the man, tilting his chin and reopening the wound Naomi made. The other male, Jack, growled and took the other side.
Bit shuddered when Brad pulled away, wiping his mouth, then licking the excess blood from his hand.
"Y-you're VAMPIRES?!" he got out finally as he nodded slowly. The victim was finally going into shock and Brad turned again and broke his neck, killing him instantly.
"Leena, you need your strength, finish up." she nodded and took his place. "Naomi, Jack, there's another that Moro dragged in, he's dead, save me some for me, when you're all done, Jack, dispose of them." Jack nodded, seeming less callous.
"What the hell is going on here!?" He ordered as Brad opened a small refrigerator and fed the wolves a package of meat. "What do you want with me?! If you're going to eat me you might want to think twice!" He fumbled around in his pockets and pulled out a large, jeweled silver cross. The Vampires stopped eating and looked at him. Brad shook his head with a slight laugh and plucked it from his hand and chucked it away.
"WHAT?!"
"You're thinking foolish fairy tales. Crosses, garlic, wooden stakes, sunlight…it's all a fairy tale." Bit backed up and Brad laughed. "We're not going to eat you, we're being paid to protect you," he said as Leena giggled softly.
"W-why?"
"Search me. Don't care, either, as long as we get paid and fed." Naomi spoke up, licking the blood from Leena's chin greedily as the pink haired vampire did the same.
"All we know is to protect Bit Cloud. Apparently someone has high hopes for you." Brad smiled and Bit blushed. He had a really sweet and caring smile for a bloodsucking vampire.
Jack picked up the bodies and left.
"So… who were those people following me?"
"The Backdraft Organization. A syndicate, bad dealings." He answered simply.
"Oh." Bit didn't know what to ask. As he thought a cold, slightly damp nose pressed against his hand, making him jump. The wolf cocked her head slightly as Brad laughed.
"She won't hurt you. See?" He clicked for the wolves to come and they did, licking the remaining blood off of his fingers, wagging their tails. "This is Moro," He pet the female, "And this is Lír." the pet the male.
He couched and pet the happy animals. He chewed on his lip, hesitating.
"Why did you kill the first man?"
"Huh?" He said as Bit looked down.
"You broke his neck--why not just kill him by drinking up all his blood?"
"Because…if we didn't he would have become one of us, and we don't want that to happen."
"But why?"
"We didn't ask for this. It's not the glorious life everyone has believed it to be. I know I have lived far longer than I have wanted to, I never wanted more to be able to die. But I, we, cannot, we are immortal basically, yes we can be killed, but we do not die."
"So, why not have someone kill you?"
"Because, I have a purpose, and it is hard to kill someone who has died once before."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Bit noticed how forlorn the blue eyed vampire looked and felt for him. They sat in silence till Jack returned.
"It's almost dawn." he informed them as Brad nodded.
"We'll rest now. Bit, we sleep late into the day, so if you awake before us, do not leave the shelter without one of us with you." He warned as they stood. "Do you understand?" Bit nodded. "Good, come with me."
"Good night, or morning….or whatever time it is." Bit said as they laughed--minus Jack-- and nodded.
Brad turned on the light and pointed to the bed, there was only one.
"You can sleep there," he said as Bit obeyed and sat on the bed, cautiously.
"Where will you sleep? Do you have a coffin?"
"If I had a coffin why would there be a bed in the room?"
Bit blushed for asking such a dumb question but refuted smartly. "Well, I'd assume if you wanted to have some fun a coffin would get kinda cramped, know what I mean?" He winked as Brad sighed and turned away, but he could tell he was blushing heavily.
"Idiot… " He mumbled, pulling a blanket from the closet. "I'm sleeping on the floor."
"Why? Is that a Vampire thing?"
"No a hospitality issue." He grumbled shoving the blanket into a ball and sitting down.
"Oh. I could sleep--"
"No, that's okay, I don't mind." He began to shrug off his trench coat and groaned slightly. Bit saw a patch of dark blood and a hole in Brad's shirt.
"You're hurt!" He said as Brad shook his head.
"I'm fine, It'll be healed by," He stopped as Bit began to hover over him, and inspect the wound. "Morning." He finished even though he wasn't listening.
"Do you have any bandages?"
"If that will make you happy. Top, center drawer of the desk." He answered with a sigh.
Bit retrieved them and set to patching him up.
"Take off your shirt."
"W-what?' The Vampire turned scarlet again as Bit laughed.
"You can't expect me to do it over your shirt, that's pointless."
"Bandaging it is pointless too--" He said as Bit huffed and pulled it off with a few minor, embarrassed sounding protests from Brad. "There." Brad turned away blushing still. Bit dabbed the wound with alcohol and the brunette winced and shrugged away.
"Don't be a baby--"
"I'm not, I'd like to see you in the situation." He shot back, , pulling away more as Bit took his arm, and applied more. He rested Brad's forearm on his shoulder out straight and began to wrap it in white gauze.
"There." he said proudly as Brad took his arm back and turned away.
"Thank you." He mumbled, as Bit smiled. "Now go to sleep." He ordered as Bit nodded.
"Goodnight and thanks for letting me use your bed."
"Yeah, yeah. Night." He murmured, pulling his coat over him and reaching out for the light switch, Moro padding in and jumping up onto the bed with Bit and Lír, resting by Brad's knees.
[end Chap†er One: †o B3 Con†inued…]
Well, love it? Hate it? Okay, This is bound to get smuttier. Allrighty, I need help with the rating, I'm starting it on R but tell me to either stay here or go up (NC-17) Since there is a good chance there may be a lemon. Well R&R People!
~Naomi Hun†er, Nyo.