Disclaimer: Sadly, I do NOT own these characters. They are the exclusive property of their creators. No infringement is intended!

A/N: *Sigh* Yes, another vampire story. Please keep in mind this has absolutely no connection to my 'Forever in Darkness' series. I guess I just enjoy Brian so much as a vampire, I had to place him in such a role again. There will be no witches in this story, but I wouldn't be surprised if a stray vampire pops up – here and there, just to make it more interesting! Some canon moments will be incorporated, while others will be missing; some could be out of sequence... and, some will be changed to fit in with my story. I hope you will enjoy it. Thank you for reading. Please let me know your thoughts. They do inspire me to keep moving forward! =)

Chapter 1

Brian leaned over the railing of the upper deck, taking in all the hot bodies writhing in mindless abandon under the lights of Babylon; what was not only his livelihood, but his playground as well. His eyes were always seeking out his next victim. His life had been such for the past 100 years, although he would always look to be the perfect age of 29; the same state he was in when his near death led to him being turned. Brian had been wasting away from a terminal illness when a creature of the night had found him. It had been in the final hours before his death that the vampire decided to gift him with eternal life.

Now, living as he had the past 100 years, Brian wasn't certain if it had been a gift or a curse. Walking alone as long as he had he now thought it to be more of a curse. One from which he could never be saved. As much as he loved his title as the undisputed 'King of Liberty Avenue', along with the man known to strictly adhere to his 'one fuck policy', Brian couldn't help but to yearn for more. Some unattainable reality that he knew would always elude his grasp.

During his darkest and most lonely hours he longed for someone to share this existence with him. At first it had been amusing never to grow older as his friends inevitably aged, but after awhile that had became repetitive... along with depressing. Brian didn't really wish this curse upon anyone; in his most despondent moments he thought it would be nice to have someone to confide in about his innermost secrets, desires, and often times contempt for the life in which he had become enslaved. Of course, he could do that with any human. However, in doing so he'd either have to kill them afterwards or erase their memory. That process had long ago become tedious.

He rolled his eyes as he felt a presence moving up beside him. Michael's new boyfriend... David. He didn't like him. He knew the feeling was more than mutual. Brian had a gift of reading people; in fact, if he wished he could read their minds. It was a gift that he had perfected in controlling, but it hadn't always been that way. In his earlier days as a vampire, he could hear their thoughts pounding away in his mind. It had been unbearable at times. After awhile, uncertain if he could take it any longer before killing every voice that persisted in afflicting him, Brian had worked on a solution. Finally, he had been successful... and the voices were only present when he desired them to be.

Glancing at the offensive creature that had become Michael's sidekick of late, Brian's eyes flicked over him and away just as quickly. "Michael isn't here tonight. I believe he is working late."

"I know," David answered in his all knowing and superior tone. "That's why I'm here."

"Interesting," Brian retorted, keeping his eyes fastened on the gyrating bodies below. "Does Michael know you're using my place of business to trick on the side?"

David looked at Brian in disgust, before answering in his standard condescending manner. "I didn't come here to trick. However, that's exactly what I'd expect from someone like you."

"Careful, David. You'll hurt my feelings," Brian purred, looking at David coldly.

"Right." David snorted indelicately. "I'm here to put you on notice, Brian. Your games won't work. I'm not going anywhere."

Brian looked at him, distaste and contempt visible in his eyes. This man was just a fling for Michael. He could do much better. Shrugging, he perfected his most uncaring manner as his eyes honed in on tonight's prey. "Here's a news flash for you, Doc. I'm not going anywhere, either."

"You will. Each day Michael becomes more a part of my life. Soon you won't exist for him."

Brian pushed himself away from the railing, moving towards the steps. He looked back to stare David down icily. "You don't know Michael at all. If you did, you'd understand how it is with me and him. Mark my words, Dr. Cameron... I will be around long after you're gone. Count on it."

"I don't think so, Brian. I am making it my goal to extricate you from Michael's life completely. Once I do, he will be happier and a much better man," David said, continuing to challenge him.

"I'd back off now if I was you..." Brian hissed under his breath.

"Or what, Brian?" David sneered. "The more you try to keep us apart the closer we get. Do your worst, Brian... and see what you get."

Brian laughed coldly, his eyes flaring in primal rage. "You don't want to see my worst. Trust me, if you do... holding onto Michael will be the least of your concerns."

Moving down the steps, his eyes fastening on tonight's entertainment, Brian tried to force his mind away from the obnoxious and contemptible David Cameron. He had hoped for this thing to fizzle out on it's own... but, now he wondered if he would have to take a more aggressive approach. Should he elect to do so, the good doctor wouldn't have any idea of what he had unleashed... until it was too late.

Justin walked along the streets of Liberty Avenue, feeling as if he had just wandered into another world... one that he very much wanted to explore; yet uncertain if he was ready for all the ramifications of such shocking discoveries. He took in everything at a glance, nervous and excited at all the comings and goings; quickly finding the reality to only surpass his expectations. It wasn't long before he felt comfortable enough to ask another man where would be a good place to go. Quickly, he regretted that decision as the much older man began to suggestively hit on him.

Not that he was against hooking up with an older man. He wasn't. At his young age of 17, he actually preferred if his first experience with a man would be with an older, more seasoned man. However, not this one. When he managed to slip away from the repellent man, Justin moved further along... thinking he'd better be more cautious who he engaged in conversation, no matter how casual. Justin knew it was getting late, and it wouldn't be long until Daphne sought him out. She had dropped him off on the condition that he would take a quick look, and that they'd both be back at her house before her parents noticed their absence. From what he'd seen so far, Justin knew he wanted to come back. Being grounded and delayed was not something he wanted to do.

He had just walked further down the lane, pausing at the streetlight, his eyes flitting around to take everything in. He didn't want to miss a thing. That was when the breath was forced back into his lungs, so quick and sure he felt he would begin to choke. Fuck, he thought as the most perfect man he'd ever seen fastened penetrating eyes on his own. Justin knew without a doubt he would never forget this moment... nor would he ever forget this man.

Brian had stepped out of Babylon after yet another mediocre blowjob, more than ready to call it a night. He was still pissed over his chat with Doctor David; his only satisfaction being he had fed from a trick voraciously. Of course, he left him with just enough blood to walk away... along with no memory of the occurrence, but he still found his body pulsating with hunger. One that didn't look to be satisfied on this night. He was just nearing his jeep, finding Ted and Emmett expectantly waiting for him; to no surprise Michael now brought up the rear... apparently stopping to check in with the gang before reporting in with his boyfriend that attempted to keep him on a leash.

"Leaving already, Bri?" Michael asked, smiling up at him adoringly.

"I got bored," Brian mumbled indifferently.

Emmett smirked. "Yeah. Having your dick sucked can be so tedious."

They were all poised to slip inside the jeep as was their normal nightly routine, when everyone realized Brian's attention had been diverted.

Michael looked towards Brian, and then the blond leaning up against the streetlight... their gazes locked to each other. He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully as he watched a slow smile pass over Brian's lips. A smile that signaled a hunt about to commence; the kind that Brian always excelled at... and walked away as the undisputed victor. "Oh fuck. We're not going anywhere."

Brian never took his eyes away from the blond as he began to walk towards him; steps nothing short of a prowling gait. Oh yes, Brian thought. You are exactly what I need tonight... and precisely what I shall have.

Stopping until their bodies were almost touching, Brian had to exercise his control as he had never had to do before. Fuck, his scent... so intoxicating. I want to devour him. Brian's eyes moved continuously from the boy's eyes to his lips as he spoke, "How's it going? Had a busy night?"

"Just checking out the bars, you know. Boy Toy... Meat Hook." Justin tried to stay cool and composed, wanting this beautiful man to find him worthy of his attention.

"Meat Hook. Really?" Brian said, knowing the blond was playing a game; uncaring of the act, his only concern getting inside the boy... and satisfying every hunger with him. "So, you're into leather..."

"Sure," the blond answered, continuing to play the game that neither of them really cared about.

Brian licked his lips, ready to move this on to the next level. "Where you headed?"

"No place special..." he answered.

"I can change that," Brian told him, not bothering to use his vampire allure to pull him in... knowing the boy wanted nothing more than to be his; if only just for the night. He ignored the shouts from his friends to hurry, his hand reaching out to pull the boy along.

A moment later the unthinkable happened. The delicious blond's focus was pulled from him for the first time. Brian found he didn't like it. Not at all.

"Justin?" a young girl's voice called out. "We have to get going. We're going to be late..."

The blond's eyes looked back and forth between the girl and him, a scowl piercing his face when he forced himself to separate from the brunet beauty before him. "I'm sorry. I have to go," he stammered.

Brian nodded, watching as the boy slipped into the car... unable to fathom how he had eluded his grasp. He smiled, realizing he hadn't anticipated a hunt this much in a long time. He watched as the car lights pulled out of vision, which was a very long distance with his special sight. He closed his eyes, inhaling the lingering scent deeply. Why did he smell so good? He would have to be careful with this one, he thought. If he tasted half as good as he smelled... stopping would be a more than daunting task. Walking back to the jeep, Brian didn't have a doubt their paths would cross again... and soon. His prey never eluded him for long... and this delectable blond would be no different.

TBC