Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Black Lagoon. Rei Hiroe does. I do own the OCs in this fanfic, however.
A/N: Hello, NeuGristle87 here with my first fanfiction ever. As the title suggests, there will be vampires in this fanfic. Anyways, mature content is abound in this one; sex, gore, nudity, and violence are par for the course in this story. Hope you enjoy it. Here's chapter 1!
In Thailand, there lies a city of corruption, and its name was Roanapur. It was a typical night for Rokuro "Rock" Okajima. Doing negotiations with local gangs, whether it'd be weapons trade or turf control, doing escort jobs from either Hotel Moscow or Mr. Chang, and drinking at the Yellow Flag after a hard day's work. He sighed as he walked back to the main headquarters for the Lagoon Company, after being left behind thanks to his partner Revy "Two-Hands". He didn't mind at all, as Dutch and Benny would understand why he didn't get to the office. His eyes caught movement in a dark alleyway. In Roanapur, it was never wise to wander alone at night, with all the junkies, dealers, and prostitutes inhabiting the streets. Rock's curiosity got the better of him and he went to investigate. It would prove to be a mistake that would rock the city to its rotten core.
As he reaches a dead-end, four shadows mysteriously appear behind him. Before he could react, he was grabbed from behind by two figures. "Oh great. How much worse can it get?" he thought to himself. One of the figures, who appears to be a Hispanic woman with fiery red hair, responded, "Much worse for you, chico." "Gahh! Let me go!" Rock said as he struggled to free himself from the tattooed woman's grasp, only to find that her grip was as strong as steel. Suddenly, the second figure, another woman, who has silvery hair, rips off his white-collar shirt he always wore at the Lagoon company, and forces his head to the side, exposing his neck. "Mmmm... you'd make a great fledgling." the woman said, her Russian accent ever so thick. "Fledgling? What are yo-" Before he could finish his sentence, the woman opens her mouth, and Rock widened his eyes in horror. Fangs.
Before he knew what happened, he felt the woman's fangs pierce into his neck, pain coursing through his body. He tried to free himself, but the woman that was hold him from behind bit into his wrist. Rock starts to feel weak as his blood was being drained away by what he thinks are vampires, unaware that they are, in fact, vampiresses, Two other figures are watching with sadistic glee as the blonde one said, "C'mon Ripper, don't drain him dead! I wanna have some fun with him," Ripper, who was feeding off of Rock's wrist, said, "Fine... But we need to make sure this fucker doesn't snitch." "Actually, we need a new fledgling, and he can satisfy us," said the silver-hair vampire after removing her fangs from Rock's jugular. The midnight black-haired leader, to the right of the blonde chuckled. "That is a great idea... Let's take him back to the hideout," she said with a grin as all 4 vampiresses teleported back to their hideout in the warehouse, with Rock in tow. As Rock passes out from the excruciating pain, he can only think of one name. "Revy, help me..."
Time skip: Two hours later
"*yawns*, where am I?" Rock said as he slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he is chained to a bed with no clothing on, unaware of what is to coming. He then notices something is wrong with himself. He moved his tongue around only to feel that his front teeth are now sharp. It dawns on him: he is now one of those monsters he read about in that Stoker novel. A vampire. Before he could ponder any further, four faces appear before him, and they are nude. "Well, well, well. Looks like he's ready for some fun, eh-heh-heh-heh," said the vampiress leader as they stroll towards Rock. The next hour will permanently scar Rock's mind as they are about to do terrible things to him...