365 Days of Madness
Sick, twisted, blood-thirsty. They are crazy in love one minute and hate each other with a passion the next. Living in another life, darker and a lot more vicious, they kill and torture for fun. She's his favorite play-thing and he's her king of madness.
Warnings: M-Rated for a reason: abuse, violence, smut, foul language, rape and drug abuse.
365 Days Of Madness: Prologue
New York has been divided into several broken parts long ago by capitalism, poverty and something so dark, evil and ancient that no human believes in its existence; vampires.
They crawl in the back-alleys and corners of those skyscrapers that used to shine the brightest before the city went bankrupt.
Clouds of smoke and ash pollute the sky, effectively darkening the world further. No coincident at all, of course. More a wanted result of those who dominate the city now, those who are burned by the sun.
Crime and death ruled the days of New York. Most buildings were abandoned or had been over-taken by gangs and mobs. The police was nothing more than a corrupt bag of fat rats nowadays and people from outside didn't dare to step foot onto one of the empty bridges leading to New York anymore.
Those who had had the means to leave, had done so long ago and those who hadn't, had stayed and become just as dark as the city's underground. Only very few good and honest people who had been born in the city had stayed and kept their jobs, working for the dishonest and evil, way too scared to leave now.
The most famous of all cockroaches crawling beneath the pavement of the city was Klaus Mikaelson, working in the most wicked buildings of all; the asylum. A place where he unrightfully imprisons people and sweeps numerous of bodies under the carpet.
His family was one of the most powerful and most feared. Seven siblings, ruling over the dirtiest town in American History.
Most of the time they resided in The Plaza, 768 Fifth Ave., Midtown. Which was still as beautiful as always, being cleaned and kept house-y by over 500 compelled humans.
Slavery was another thing, which was very popular under the vampires of modern New York and compulsion was on the daily.
Vervain was a dying plant, which Klaus had assured long ago, and its possession was everyone's golden ticket into the asylum.
Between all that darkness and filth, there was something rare and even crazier than torture and death. A couple. So loony and twisted that even the deadliest villain looked like heaven next to them.
Killing for fun was their favorite part time, next to sex and going hard at each other like they were going to war.
They had claimed the old American Museum of National History as their hideout and the least strange thing in their so called "Home" was the hammock that was stretched between the bones of the T-Rex skeleton.
Being quite popular for their mass-killings and blood-baths, they were mostly left alone by the public and widely known as the "serial killer couple". However, closely watched by the Mikaelsons not to draw too much attention.
"What happened," he whispered gravely.
"My hands were cold," she said, nonchalantly shrugging.
"That doesn't explain why they're covered in blood."
Author's Note: Welcome. As some of you might have noticed, this is highly based on the fictional world of Gotham city. Or at least I took a lot of inspiration from it, because I am hella pummed for Suicide Squat and have been reading a lot about Harley Quinn and The Joker.
This story, however, will not mirror any of the events from the DC Universe. I was just inspired by the atmosphere and the couple.
So for all of you who know Harley and The Joker, you know what's in store for you, for all of you who don't.. I'll let this be a surprise. But please do mind the warnings. This will rarely be a fluffy DE story.
Those of you who have been following my tumblr (twinflamesfictions) might have noticed that I did reblog some Suicide Squat posts, so here is the result of that, haha.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this Prologue as it was merely a test for the popularity of this story. I hope a lot of you find this interesting, because I'd love to stay motived enough to write this. :]
Got the attention span of a fly, so I'll be out now.
Expect a lot of dirty, kinky smut if I do continue this.