Cain was tired, practically exhausted when he stepped foot into the cabin. He had been working in his shop all day, finishing a few projects for some families in the area, and was so into the woodwork that he completely lost track of time. It wasn't until the suns started to set that he even noticed how late it was. So here he was, in the doorway, wanting nothing more then food, a shower, and his bed.
He sighed at the empty cabin, not even a light on to welcome him home. His son, who was a frequent visitor, was currently working security at the castle, but he was due to be back within a few days. Cain loved his privacy, and didn't mind being alone here, but he did enjoy the company every once in a while.
He found his way to the kitchen and peeked inside the icebox. He shook his head at the contents before moving to the cabinets. He was going to have to pick up some supplies the next time he made it to town.
Nothing really caught his eye, but the need to eat was strong as his stomach growled. He found some canned stew, and moved to warm it up on the stove. He moved to the sink after that, filling up a cup with water to drink. He lifted the cup to his lips, as his eyes drifted to the kitchen window, looking out into the forest behind the cabin. He stopped, in mid drink as something caught his attention.
As Cain stared out the window, he saw none other then Adrian Zero some distance away, but staring straight at him, a smile wide on his face. The cup that Cain was holding slipped from his grasp then, falling into the sink before it shattered, breaking Cain's eye contact from the man outside.
"Shit, you got to be kidding me," Cain growled as he made his way quickly from the kitchen, grabbing his gun before heading out the door. He headed around the cabin slowly, not sure why, since Zero must have known he was coming, but instinct took over more then anything. When he turned the corner to the back of the cabin, he found… nothing.
Cain tensed lightly, not sure what was happening, not sure what Zero's game plan was, but he wasn't going to just wait for it either. He turned around to head back to the cabin and there he was, right behind him, smiling at him. Cain jumped back. How the hell did he manage that, without making a sound, alerting his presence, or even… He was so close, he should have felt the heat coming off him, but there was.... nothing.
Cain didn't even have time to move before Zero disarmed him, his gun now on the ground as Zero stared at him… hungrily. What the hell was going on here? Cain thought as he stared Zero down. He could sense something was off about him, but Cain couldn't tell what it was. He looked him down once; noticing his dress was off, with the formfitting black t-shirt and black leather pants, but even that could be just a throw back to his Longcoat days. Besides, he hadn't seen Zero since he disappeared after the eclipse almost two years ago. A lot could happen in that time.
"What are you doing here, Zero?" Cain asked, taking a step back from Zero, uncomfortable at their closeness. Zero's arm shot out, hitting the wall besides Cain's head hard, stopping Cain from moving as Zero's body loomed over his, too close.
"Where do you think you're going, Wyatt?" Zero said with almost a purr in his voice. Cain blinked at the tone.
"What the hell is going on here?" Cain asked, pushing at Zero's chest with a hard shove, wanting him far away from him at that moment. Zero stood strong, holding his ground. Then faster then Cain thought was humanly possible, he found himself up against the wall, hands pulled behind his back painfully. Zero had pinned him there with strength Cain had never seen from him before.
"Tisk Tisk, Wyatt, here all I did was come to talk and you're treating me so rudely. No wonder you don't have any guests." Zero said, into Cain's ear before his nose went to Cain's pulse point, taking a smell, and then letting out a moan. Cain stiffened at that before trying to push back against the impossible strength that held him.
"Something tells me that you want to do more then talk at the moment," Cain growled. Zero moaned again. That was not what he was expecting.
"Gods, Wyatt, your heart is beating so fast, I can hear it pumping," Zero said, lips brushing up against Cain's neck. Cain's body tensed even more now
"What are you really here for?" Cain said, not sure what else to say at that moment.
"To talk… for now," Zero said, pulling Cain off the wall. He pulled him along the Cabin before pushing him roughly within the confines of the cabin. He released Cain, to Cain's relief, until he saw Zero standing in front of the closed door, blocking his only real escape route.
"Have a seat, Wyatt. We need to talk." Zero said, smirk wide on his face. Cain thought of refusing, standing his ground, but his abused shoulder was telling him to sit. He sat on the small couch he had and watched as Zero strolled across the room then sat on the armchair across from the couch. Cain just stared at him, not sure what to make of Zero at the moment.
"So… how's life been for you, Wyatt? Got any new wives for me to kill?" Zero said with a smile wide on his face. Cain was off the couch and moving towards Zero before he could stop himself, rage within his eyes. Within a flash, Cain was shoved back against the ground, the wind knocked out of him. Zero straddled his hips, his weight holding Cain in place as he tried to break free. Zero had Cain's hands pinned above his head, smiling down as Cain struggled. He waited for what seamed like forever, until Cain saw how futile this was, and stilled. Zero leaned in, his chest flush up against Cain's, before whispering into his ear.
"I always did enjoy you under me, the things I used to do to you, but lets save that for another day," Zero purred before leaning back, flashing him another smile revealing his extremely sharp canines. Cain's eyes widen in disbelief.
"What the hell are you?" Cain asked, knowing the answer, but still, couldn't process it. It couldn't be, that was just horror stories told to scare children, they couldn't really exist, could they?
"Oh, Wyatt, couldn't you figure that out by now, or do I have to completely spell it out for you?" Zero laughed, letting Cain go and then getting off him. Cain just lay there, not sure what to make of this.
"You're a Vampire? But how? When?"
"Five months - five months I was left to rot in that suit. After you promised me that it would be days. I know the world still went on, but you left me out there. The rage filled me, like I know it did for you. She sensed it. She said it called out to her, so she let me out, took me under her wing, showed me how wonderfully delicious this world could be." Zero laughed at that. "And I owe it all to you, love. So, I came by to repay the favor."
"Repay? There is nothing you have that I would want," Cain said angrily, getting off the floor, glaring at Zero.
"Really? What about eternity? No more growing old? Living forever?" Zero asked, moving closer to Cain.
"Why? You saw to make my life a living hell. Why would I want to make it last forever: especially with you?" Cain asked.
"But it would be wonderful. We could have some fun; raise a little hell. The world could be ours for the taking, and nobody could stop us," Zero purred.
"Sorry, that is your idea of fun, not mine. Go find yourself another plaything; I'm tired of your games," Cain said. Zero cocked his head looking him down.
"Pity… To bad you never really had a choice in this." Zero was on Cain, pinning him against the wall, hands pinned beside Cain's head as Zero flashed him another smile, fangs and all.
"You're mine, Wyatt, you've always been and you always will be, " Zero purred, lips moving to Cain's pulse point before his tongue slipped out, licking at his neck. Cain struggled but Zero just tighten his grip on Cain's wrist until he winced in pain, stilling his movements.
"That's right, Wy, give in. You're mine. Forever," Zero said before sinking his teeth within Cain's neck. Cain moaned in pain, and on some level, pleasure as he felt the fangs in his neck, draining the life from him. He felt his strength leave him, and just when he thought he was about to pass out, Zero backed off, leaving Cain limp in his arms. Zero moved Cain, dropping him onto the couch, and Cain couldn't do more then just let it happen.
Zero smiled at him and before kneeling next to the couch, he bit his wrist. He placed the broken skin near Cain's mouth, letting the drops of blood slip in. Cain tasted the bitter copper liquid. This wasn't what he wanted, but he couldn't help but swallow what was in his mouth as more dripped in. He felt a tightening in his stomach, like hunger pains, but ten times worse, and he knew what he craved. He moved to grab Zero's arm then, taking the bleeding wrist into his mouth, sucking greedily for a moment, before he realized what he was doing and pulled away. It wasn't long after that that Cain felt himself black out.