This whole fic comes from my obsession with the undead. I love vampires and I have a few long vampire fics I need to type, tweak, and post but this will actually be my second. My first 'Prince of Blood' never really went anywhere. Oh well it happens. This fic's major influence comes form a series called the 'Night World' It's all about Vampires mostly, witches second most, and shifters least. The book who was the greatest influence is called 'Soul Mate' and it's all about this really old, as in one of the first ever, vampires is all tortured by these cavemen and he lashes out killing them. He snaps out of his blind rage and he realizes his beloved is dieing in his arms. He spends his life form then on finding her incarnation time and time again, and wooing them again and again until she is reborn as she was the first time. His sire wants him for herself so does all she can to ruin their love time and time again. I won't give away the ending but it is my favorite form the series, and I often take from it.
This fic is not a remake of the book it just barrows from it, so if you like the fic go buy the book it's cheep OK? Or at least go read it it's good really. I used 1x3x1 because I have recently become reobsessed with this pairing, and it just seems to work with them. Sure I could have done a 3x4x4 or a 1x2x1 fic, but I wanted to do something a little more original. Sorry all you Partnershipping fans.
Betaed and dedicated to Shadowgoddess03 who is a 1x3x1 otaku and a wonderful Beta to boot.
I received a complaint in a review about Katharine's character in this chapter and all I have to say is OOC means Out Of Character for a reason. I am sorry you disliked her so much, but she is not really all that important to the story so you will see less and less of her. Perhaps you will like her better in later chapters, but I will not rewrite her part for one review. I am sorry but if it had been five I would have considered it.
WarNingS: OOC, AU, Vampires, Yaoi and Shounen-Ai content, Language, Violence, Historical references and settings, A lot of the fic takes place as dream flash backs, 1x3x1major pairings other will be listed as they appear, A few OC's here and there, Biblical references nothing you should not already know, and any little things I forgot.
Aishi Say
"Our love dose not end in death."
Teal'c from Star Gate SG1. I love Teal'c he reminds me a lot of both Trowa and Heero so it seemed fitting to quote him. Go watch the show people it has a Yaoi Fandom too.
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Katharine hummed softly to herself as bright cheerful afternoon sunlight illuminated the pages of her novel, bright pink hunter top clad shoulders resting on the white park bench. It might seem odd to be humming 'Tainted Love' while reading a collection of sex filled vampire stories called 'the Vampire Sextette' in broad daylight on a lovely early summer afternoon, well odd to 'normal' people, but Katharine had never claimed to be 'normal'. Her left handed fingers absently stoked soft gold kissed brown hair as if belong to sleeping cat and not her younger brother. Trowa was sleeping peacefully, his head in her lap undisturbed by her soft humming, or her absent 'petting'. A violet eye turned to glance down at the sleeping youth, her book temporarily forgotten. Crimson lips, like those belonging to the undead trio on her book's cover, curled in a tender smile she knew her brother loved being outside even if he was not currently awake to enjoy it. "Lady?" A sudden cute voice asked out of nowhere.
Katharine turned to focus on the little girl who had appeared before her, smiling at her as only an innocent child could, "Why hello there sweetheart!" She greeted smiling warmly at her, she loved children, "What can I do for you on this fine afternoon?" Katharine asked, happy enough to agree to just about anything.
The little girl smiled as if she had some sort of radar for such things, "I'm selling cookies want some?" She asked holding up a sheet of paper with pictures on it. "My mommy said you looked nice so I got to come alone," A smile showed how proud she was of that fact.
Katharine smiled, the red head had been accused of dressing like a tramp sometimes but never of anything truly bad. "Oh I am sweetie! Here, let me see those cookies?" Long red nails caught the light as she reached out taking the sheet.
"Lady is he your boyfriend?" The little girl asked, as children often did, pointing at the young man with a cute little finger.
Katharine laughed, 'I guess it does look like that…well to anyone who doesn't know us anyway.' "Nope, he's my little brother Trowa," She answered, smiling so the little girl knew she was not insulted or upset.
Soft brown eyes studied him for a moment before looking up. "He's pretty," The little girl said with a smile.
Katharine smiled yet again, "Yes he is. So do just tell you what I want?" She asked since there was not an order from with the sheet.
The little curly haired brunette smiled as she nodded. "Yep!" She answered cheerfully, grinning.
"OK I want two of this one," Katharine pointed with a long blood red nail. "Two of this one, this one, and three of this one. Did you get all that?" She asked, she had a weakness for children and children selling things, Girl Scout cookies especially.
"Yep!" The little girl answer with the amount of pep only a child could get away with before running off.
"Pretty huh?" Trowa asked turning his head slightly.
Katharine gently rapped her knuckled off his forehead. "I thought you were sleeping," She teased smiling at him.
"I was," Trowa assured her in his defense.
Katharine shook her head before returning his smile. "Well you are Kitten," She teased using on of her many cat nicknames for him. "She was just too cute. I have no self control do I Trowa?"
"Not when it comes to children, you made her day so smile," Trowa gently ordered, smiling when she sighed at him.
"How do you know that?" Katharine asked, always amazed at how much her brother noticed even dozing.
"Talent," Trowa answered simply, it was not hard to tell form the child's tone she had been thrilled. His sister was only a mistress of the subtle when it came to him, and he knew it.
"Mommy says it's this much!" The little girl cried running back up to them, pointing at a piece if paper.
"Sarah honey not so loud now," Sarah's mother chided the grinning girl gently before turning to Katharine. "Forgive her she really, really wants the badge. She doesn't need to sell that many boxes to get it," The pretty thirty something brunette explained.
Katharine smiled, remembering her days as a scout and the thrill of getting every new badge. "In that case double everything." The women blinked at her. "I just got paid so..," Katharine explained with a shrug.
Sarah smiled at the red head. "I get my badge!" She cried, jumping up and down in pure childish joy
Katharine laughed at her she was just too cute.
Sarah's mother frowned at her, "Sarah please, the young man?"
Katharine smiled, "Oh he's awake so don't worry about him," She assured her. "Trowa be a dear and tell the nice lady her precious little girl did not wake you up?" Katharine teased knowing she acted so much younger then she was, but hey it was summer.
Trowa laughed turning his head, use to his sister teasing him. "Hello Sarah," He smiled at her when she stopped jumping and smiled.
"Kitty!" Sarah squealed tugging on his long bangs, something only someone under ten can get away with, attacking your hair.
Katharine smiled when her brother only laughed and playfully pawed at her getting a fit of giggles form Sarah. "Here you go. So do I get these now or what?" She asked handing over some cash.
"Do you live near here?" The older women asked.
"Oh yeah about three blocks form here actually…why?" Katharine asked, tilting her head at her questionably.
The brunet held out a pad and pen, "We'll be by tomorrow if you would could just…"
Katharine snatched the tablet and began to write before the women could even finish her request. She quickly wrote down the address and direction form the park to their home before holding it back out. "Either Trowa or I am almost always home so come by whenever it's convenient for you."
"Of course. Thank you again. Come along Sarah it's getting late." Sarah ran up to her mother when called smiling as they walked off.
"Cute kid," Trowa commented watching her run off.
"Yes she was," Katharine agreed. "Did that hurt?" She asked knowing it should have hurt, but sometimes thing that should hurt did not after all.
"A little, but I'll live. What time is it anyway?" Trowa asked thinking back on the woman's comment.
Katharine sighed but obediently looked down at her watch, "It's 3:11 Brother Dear. I love the summer, it's so nice and warm." She stretched enjoying the happy sun and all it's happy little warm rays. Trowa smiled at her absently, knowing her preference for sunny and warm over anything except a white Christmas, he could careless if it was sunny out or not. Cat like eyes turned when he swore he felt eyes on him but saw no one paying them any attention except Sarah, who was waving as she fallowed her mother out of the park. "You have that something-is-annoying-me look dear brother. What is it this time?" Katharine asked knowing her brother's expressions by heart.
"Hm? Oh just passing thought," Trowa answered when he found nothing amiss.
"Oh, well alright then. You up for a little shopping?" Katharine asked knowing Trowa was feeling lazy today, she did not know anyone immune to summer..
"Where?" Trowa asked turning to look up at her, some shopping trips were more interesting then others.
"Well that cute little store with all the cute little nature stuff in it just opened yesterday, and everything in it is just so cute. They have dragons, candles, incenses, and stuff you'd have to tell me what it is cause I got nothin'. If you come I'll buy you something," Katharine teased as if he was some easily bribeable child, she could normally get her way by teasing.
Trowa thought about that for a moment before smiling. "Promise?" He teased back like a good little brother.
"Yes, of course silly," Katharine laughed, bookmarking her book.
"Sure," Trowa agreed, not really having anything else to do, and he did like candles and the like so he would not be bored. He refused to go with her when she bought clothes or shoes, he could often be self-destructive or suicidal, but he was not insane.
Katharine nodded mind working. "Lunch first. Italian good?" She asked, thinking of every place she knew on they way to the new store, what it severed, how good it was, how friendly the servers were, and how much it all cost. She was a wonder at all things shopping and spending.
"Yeah," Trowa answered as he sat up stretching, he really did not care food was food to him.
"OK decided then, I'm just going to throw this thrash away, be right back," Katharine walked off.
Trowa nodded at her as he walked off, hands in his pale jean pockets, she would be gone for a few minutes at lest so he decided to walk around a little. No harm in that right? You would think that wouldn't you? He frowned when he saw a hand fall to the ground behind a rose bush to his left. Without thinking he walked around it kneeling. "You all right?" A lean powerful figure got to his hands and knees, panting softly before looking up at him, deep sapphire eyes wide and startled. "I won't hurt you," Trowa assured him, staring back into eyes more confused now then anything else. The dark haired stranger looked exhausted, he was pale and sweating and not form the mild early summer heat. Trowa blinked when the stranger raised a hesitant trembling hand towards him, soft fingertips brushing his cheek gently. It was almost like this sapphire eyed youth thought him some illusion that would fade if he touched him too hard, his gentle cress was like a whisper soft and warm. "Seriously are you all right? Do you need any help?" Trowa sighed softly when the other just stared at him strangely, "Can you even understand me?"
"Trowa? Trowa where are you?" Katharine called slightly concerned. Trowa turned his head automatically at the call of his name, the stranger's fingertips trailed over his lips but it went unnoticed as did his soft moan. "Trowa? I would like to go now!"
"I know Kathy!" Trowa called back.
"Then come on?" Katharine called back, voice betraying her impatience.
Trowa shook his head, turning back to the stranger blinking when he saw no one, "What the fuck?"
"Trowa?" Katharine called once again.
"Coming!" Trowa replied as he stood, glaring at the bush as he walked up to her.
"What is it Brother Dear, you look confused?" Katharine asked unsure why her brother was glaring.
"Did you see anyone run by you?" Trowa asked frowning in thought,
Katharine nodded, "A few rug rats and their mom why? Are you OK?" She asked concerned when he glared at the bush again.
"I saw someone," Trowa answered absently.
"Unlikely dear brother I would have seen them." Katharine reminded him matter-a-factly.
Trowa nodded knowing she was right, "True," he admitted still frowning.
"Oh stop frowning and come on I'm hungry," Katharine ordered gently, taking his arm and leading him away.
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Heero sighed, watching the fire dance in the large fireplace absently from where he was laying on a couch of crimson and gold. "It was him...it has to have been him," He whispered voice soft with awe.
Relena shook her head, since he had awoken he had used that tone for the most part it was strange. "You have said that before many times now, and I still say you only imagined him.
"No! He was real!" Heero growled in protest, he would not have his dreams so easily shattered.
Relena sighed, "That mortal is long dead Heero. Even if he was real he is just a reincarnation and not him, just a living ghost if you are lucky. You know old souls often do not remember, nor do they wish to," She reminded him coolly, it was painful watching him get his hopes up.
"On'na baka," Heero muttered. "It is him, the warmth was the same, his scent, Kami even the beat of his heart was the same." He closed his eyes biting his lip. 'It was him, just as I remembered him.'
"Heero I still say he was nothing but a feverish dream, after all that hunter hurt you badly. You barely got home, and the sunlight did you no good." Relena reminded him gently as she filled a wine glass from a silver bottle. "Here drink this will you?"
"I must find him again!" Heero informed her taking the glass obediently
"Tonight you must rest," Relena advised him.
"No, tonight I must hunt, the blood of man will heal me not rest." Heero countered before sipping the blood and sighing. "Perhaps he was just a dream, but either way real or phantom I must know."
Relena placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I understand Heero. Once you are fully healed we will search for him." She promised softly, "But not before."
Heero nodded, "You win, I have waited centuries another night or two will not matter much in the scheme of things."
"Good, I will leave you to your thoughts then," Relena patted his shoulder before turning and walking towards the door. "If you need anything just call." Heero nodded and she was gone like a good assistant.
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Katharine smiled as she flopped down on the couch, kicking her slip on's off. "It feels so good to be home. I wish we could just spend everyday like this." Her many bags were set on the floor and future around her.
Trowa just shook his head in affection bewilderment, "You women and shopping."
Katharine looked over the back of the couch at him, "Oh stop being a man will you? Comments like that are why you don't have a girlfriend," She teased knowing he meant nothing by it.
Trowa shook his head, arms crossed, leaning on the stair's banister, "No, it's because you women are too much of a hassle. One is enough, dealing with two of you would completely wreak my calm collective nature," He commented with a sigh that flicked his long bangs.
"I thought you liked challenges Brother Dear?" Katharine cooed, batting her long lashes innocently.
Trowa nodded, "Challenges yes, useless headaches no," He corrected with a smile there was a difference.
Katharine laughed, "Just you wait Brother Dear someday love will bite you in the ass. and then you'll really be in trouble."
"When you're in love you're always in trouble, isn't that what you said once Sister Dear?" Trowa teased back, tone mocking.
"Shut up. God you're cynical aren't you?" Katharine asked half teasing this time.
Trowa shrugged nonchantally, "It gives me something to do."
"Ah huh…well mark my words oh cynical one, when it hits you it will hit you hard. So says the wise older sister," Katharine informed him wagging a finger.
"What as punishment?" Trowa asked frowning in thought.
"Yep, you got it!" Katharine praised clapping her hands.
Trowa just shook his head, "Sure Kathy. Later."
Katharine sighed watching him go before reopening her novel, "Yeah just you wait till I'm right again, some people just never listen to reason or genius."
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Heero remembered reading a passage once in a book called the Bible, 'I looked and there was a pale-colored horse and its rider was named Death and Hades fallowed close behind.' At the moment this passage seemed to be most literal. A pale gray beast was tearing through a sea of people as its rider's sword flashed raining crimson on the ground and it's hide. Heero watched the rider curiously, he was still drawn to humans even after a century of death. The scent of so much fresh blood was almost madding and the dark clouds hid most of the sun's weakening rays.
The rider was exquisite in Heero's eyes, a cold death bringer just as the Christian book had spoken of. His silver armor was as reddened with the blood of his enemies as was his silvery mount and blade. Heero looked away when a bolt of lighting flashed near by stopping both sides as if God was telling his horsemen to stop. The pale beast reared, neighing at the retreating enemy before remaining still as a trio of a black, red, and white horses approached. The four horsemen talked for a moment as their force head home, as the enemy was also spooked by the lighting. Heero assumed it really did not matter much. Soon the trio left leaving Death to stand alone on the bloodied hill, he stood there for a moment before urging his mount down to river at it's base.
The bloodied horse drank contently as his rider dismounted, falling to his knees tiredly before patting his mounts leg gently. Heero watched him remove his helmet, reviling gold kissed brown hair that was likely about shoulder length when not tied back. The knight untied a headband of white before splashing his face with cold water. Heero approached him slowly, he had to see Death's face, and the human was too weak to be any sort of threat to him. The horse looked up before his rider, neighing a warning or a greeting Heero was unsure. Heero stooped and just stared into bright emerald, the right half hidden by bronze bangs that framed that side of his face like a falcon's wing. The knight just stared back at him, not moving for a weapon or his mount, his surprise fading into curiosity. Heero bowed as he knew was the proper custom, "Greeting Sir knight, I did not mean to start you, I bare you no ill will."
"Why are you here stranger? It is not safe here," A pleasantly soft voice questioned gently.
Heero smiled rather enjoying the sound, "I know, I was watching you Sir Death and I had to meet you."
Green eyes blinked before the young knight smiled, "Pray tell stranger what shall I call you?" The knight asked, the stranger did not dress as a knight did.
Heero smiled again, "I am Heero Yui." He answered, knowing it had to sound strange to the knight.
"Triton Bloom. What side?" Triton asked eyeing him, the stranger was not dress as either.
"I am on no side, my gods are far from here," Heero answered unsure how his answer would be taken.
"Gods? Pagan then?" Triton frowned in thought, far away was rather vague.
"Yes. Will you attempt to slay me now?" Heero asked knowing some Christians loathed all non's to that point.
Triton shook his head, "No, the battle is ended to kill now would be a sin, besides you said you were no threat." The knight wondered if this Heero had honestly feared he would attack him after hearing his confession.
Heero nodded the knight was tolerant at least, "So your God approves of this war?" If a god did not approve it would often intervene, say with a bolt or two of lighting.
"I am only a warrior, I do not claim to know the will of God," Triton answered softly.
"Then how can you hope to serve him?" Heero asked confused, these Christians were most strange.
"The Church tells us," Trowa answered, what the Vatican said was law it made life simple.
Heero thought for a moment, "Surly a God who preaches peace cannot condone such slaughter?" He did not mean to insult this church, but surely it had made some mistake.
Triton shrugged, "Some peace can only be found on the other side of war." Heero blinked it sounded like a quote from the way he had said it. Trowa stood before staggering, blinking when Heero caught him easily.
"Are you all right sir knight?" Heero asked concerned, holding him gently as he looked down at human.
"Yes. I simply over did it a bit in battle, it is nothing. I need to get back," Triton answered trying to pull away.
"I will see to it just rest now, as you said the battle is ended," Heero soothed gently, he smiled when green eyes closed, the knight's head falling to his shoulder. He just sat there holding him, just staring at the human in his arms. In all his long existence he had never seen death with such a beautiful face.'You sir knight interest me. I would like to get to know you…Triton.' Heero stood, holding the fully armored knight easily. He used his gifts to lift the helmet from the ground and place it on the saddle. "Come along you," Heero ordered to the horse as he walked.
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Dark sapphire eyes opened slowly, not wanting to let go of the images they had just seen. "Triton…was…could that really have been you?" Heero whispered into the emptiness of the room as he got to his feet. The night was almost upon the world once more, and it was time for the evil that hunted by it to awaken and prepare to once again spill mortal blood on the night kissed earth. He could sense his servants as they to rose to their feet, the night calling to the ancient blood in their veins like a wolf's cry in the distance.
Heero placed a hand on the cold glass of his window, senses still aware of the man from his vision though he had been dead for centuries. "Triton if you do live again I will find you, and once more you will be mine. I will allow no one else to have you…no one," His promise was spoken to the flaming sun and he sneered. "Time for someone to die."
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OK well this is the end of chapter one people. Please go read more of my Gundam Wing work if you liked it. This fic will not be update until it has at least ten reviews. It is a thing with me if at least ten people do not want me to keep writing I tend not to update it again. This fic will be long and each chapter will be about this long some maybe longer some maybe shorter I do not know yet. All I do know is that I do hope you people like it. PLEASE REVIEW EVEN IF YOU HATE IT. TELL ME WHY K?