Title: The True Hunter
Author: myself and mrs_saint_jimmy who RP this with me.
Rating: M
Pairing: Billie/Mike
Summary: Billie Joe, a vampire hunter, has an unexpected run-in with the vampire Mike. Unable to defeat him, Mike takes Billie Joe home for a late-night snack…
Warnings: yaoi, swearing, violence, and blood. Lots of blood…
Disclaimer: this did not happen and thus I do not own anything!
The night was clear and the moon shone a bright light over the dismal graveyard. It gave a peaceful feeling to the people remaining blissfully unaware of what lay inside its iron gates. People walked past, not giving the rotting garden of death a second glance as they hurried through their night.
However, one soul gave the gates more than a second glance. He entered the graveyard with determination and bravery, though some may see it as stupidity, and steadily walked through the overgrown weeds and crumbling tombstones until he reached a row of seven gravestones relatively untouched. He brushed away dead leaves with a mildly tanned hand and paused before running through the darkness at a speed he worked hard every day to master.
The man ran until he spotted movement in the darkness. He stopped and crouched behind a large tombstone, overgrown with moss, and listened... listened for footsteps... an animalistic growl... a heartbeat. He listened until he heard a rustle of leaves and immediately raised his arms to defend his face and most importantly, his neck.
A large creature, the size and structure of a man but without the heart of one, lunged at him and knocked him to the floor. Snarling, the creature tried to bite at the man but was punched in the face, hard. Knocked off balance, the creature stumbled and screamed as the man plunged a large wooden stake through his unbeating, soulless heart. The creature spat out the words, "Damn you vile human!" and writhed on the grass, screaming, as though he were on fire.
The screaming soon died though, as did the creature and the man stood proud and victorious. He wiped away beads of sweat and growing black hair from his green eyes before bending down to the corpse and pulling the weapon out of the creature's body. He wiped the blood on the dark grass and stood again, ready to find another creature to kill.
The man suddenly spun around as a tall man slowly walked out from behind a mausoleum, clapping his hands as though he were taunting the dark haired man. Green eyes narrowed as he realised this was no man, this was another creature. Far more civilised, with bleach blonde hair, spiked in different directions, high cheek bones and piercing blue eyes, but still a creature. A monster. Not a man.
"Congratulations. You must have been at this a while."
A smirk appeared on the man's lips, "Fight only took a minute, maybe two."
"I mean vampire slaying, not this one fight."
The man looked at the creature that would soon be dead cautiously, "Fifteen gives, give or take..."
The creature grinned, showing white fangs, "You are Billie Joe Armstrong, the hunter who has wiped out most vampires in this state, am I correct?" Before Billie Joe could answer the animal was behind him, much closer than Billie would have liked. "It's an obsession for you now, isn't it?"
Billie Joe spun on one foot to face his soon-to-be attacker and cringes as his back hits a tree mid-spin. He mentally curses himself and realises his weapon had been ripped from his hands by the taller man-like animal. "You killed one of my own... it's only right that I take your sad little human life."
"As if you could." Billie Joe spat out at him.
The creature pinned Billie Joe to the large, rotting tree and lightly touched his fangs to the skin on his neck faster than Billie could register what happened. "Oh, I could... but I just ate, so I think I'll save you for later."
"What?" Billie Joe was furious. If he was going to die he wanted it to be there and then. Not as a vampire's late-night snack.
"Here we go." The vampire carried Billie to his apartment in roughly four seconds and set him down on his feet again in the middle of his dark living area.
Billie was thrown for a loop. "N-No vampire can m-move that fast..."
"The older we get, the more powerful we get- I'm 724 years old. Plus it wasn't that far anyway."
Billie processed the information and recovered from his nausea quickly and tried to escape, figuring he had nothing to lose at this point. He kicked the monster in the stomach and ran for what he hoped was the front door, but the blonde creature remained unfazed and grabbed Billie by the wrist. "I cannot believe someone like you has spent almost fifteen years hunting vampires and lives to tell the tale."
"Let me go!" Billie struggled against him. This was by far the most powerful enemy he had ever faced and he was never one for giving up even when things looked as hopeless as they did now.
"Why? So you can kill other vampires?"
"So they can't kill other humans!"
"Two wrongs don't make a right, and we can't survive without human blood." The vampire accidently tightened his grip on Billie's wrist too much and his thumb nail dug into his arm, leaving a neat crescent-moon shaped cut, bleeding. "Oh, speaking of blood..."
Billie's eyes widened in fear as he struggled significantly harder, "No!"
"I can't let you go now, little human." He took the tie Billie was wearing and used it to tie Billie Joe's hands together behind his back. "You're like free-range human, ready for when I'm thirsty." Billie Joe struggled against his bindings before finally giving up, realising he couldn't undo a knot like that. "You can take a seat over there in the corner."
"So I can wait to be your personal food supply?" Billie still had his bark, but knew he was lacking in bite.
The vampire licked over the neat cut he made in Billie's arm. "I can hardly wait. Now go sit in the corner like a good little human."
"I've never been known for being good."
"Maybe that is your problem."
"Right now I'd say you are my problem!"
"Keep the trap shut before I gag you as well." Billie Joe glared at his captor, who smirked in approval. "Well done, little human." He pushed Billie Joe to the corner and closed the black-out blinds on the windows. "The sun is starting to come up, but don't worry. I'll be thirsty by the next nightfall."