I know I should be focusing on my other fic Turn to stone, but I really needed to write about the idea I've got stuck in my head, so this may be a two-shot, or a three-shot. It depends. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this !
Quick summary :
Quinn dies, but what happens when she's been brought back to life as a vampire? How will she cope with the blood cravings ans will she manage to stat friends with the people she loves without getting caught? Or without hurting anyone?
AU story where Quinn is a vampire. She's still a cheerleader and single. Rachel isn't with Finn. Santana and Brittany are together. Quinn and Rachel are friends.
Mostly Faberrittana friendship with possible Faberry.
-Flashback-
"You need to go." Quinn said, her voice was trembling with fear. She took a step back.
The man in front of her just growled, his eyes were becoming red, dark red. And there was purple veins under his eyes starting to appear.
He had anything that a girl could want, though. He looked like prince charming, and acted like a real gentleman, until that moment that a blonde girl had entered the bar. His eyes diverted to her and scanned her body. All he could think of was how good that girl would taste if... If only he could plant his fangs into her neck and drain every single drop out of her body.
"I'm not going anywhere" he said, with a smoky voice. Anyone could hear the desire that he had for the girl right that moment.
"N-No... You need to leave. T-This is a girl's bathroom" the blonde stammered.
Somehow, the man had managed to get Quinn into the ladies room without any problem. Quinn had no idea why she was there, though. But that was because he compelled her to do it. Once they were both alone in the bathroom, the man released her from compulsion. She was now shaking, so frightened of what was going to happen next.
"There's no need to worry... I'm not going to do anything bad to you..." the man told her, with a soft and almost calming voice. It would have been calming if only he wasn't slowly moving closer to Quinn, with his eyes locked on her neck and fangs appearing when he talked.
Everything went so fast after that moment. He made a quick move and he suddenly had his teeth digging into the girls skin. He breathed in and sucked the blood out of her body. The taste was so... Intoxicating. Like a drug. Something that could never disgust him. He would somehow, never be able to get enough. That's when, the blood craving became much to heavy to handle. He couldn't stop. it wasn't his intention to kill anyone, he just needed a tasty snack... And he was getting it.
The man growled when he realized that the amount of blood in the girls body was decreasing by the second. It couldn't last forever... But it had to. He needed to taste this red, delicious liquid every single day. But the girl already on the verge of death and he only way she could stay alive was if she was turned into a vampire. But then she wouldn't have human blood...
Panting, he released Quinn's body and dropped her to the floor. He crouched down to her and reached out to touch the other side of her neck. There was no pulse. Not even at one. She was definitely dead. But what if he wanted some fun. Maybe he could make a whole pack of hot vampires that would soon be out of control and then this boring old town would instantly become interesting?
Too much thinking... Not enough action. He brought his wrist up to his lips, where his fangs were still present, and teared of a layer of his skin. Once that was done, he shoved his holed wrist to Quinn's lips, making her mouth open and letting his blood drip into her mouth and trickle down her throat.
Taking a look at his watch on his other hand, he sighed and said "My work here is done." before snatching his wrist away and walking out of the door. Leaving the blonde girl and her bleeding neck on the floor. Probably dead, or maybe alive... Somehow.
-End of flashback-
The day after the attack. Location : Hospital.
Quinn woke up with a stiff neck, in a hospital bed. Bringing her hand up, to touch her neck, she winced in pain.
What happened to me? She asked herself, looking around the room. I'm in the hospital? Damn it, what the hell happened. Did I get into trouble or something. Did anyone else get hurt. What is that... That smell...
Blood. That's what it was. That was the delicious smell that was floating around the room, and around the whole hospital, for that matter. It was everywhere.
Something caught her eye when she looked at her wrist. She had a bruise, it was dark, really dark, but she could feel anything. And she surely wasn't expecting what was going to happen next.- The dark blue color started to fade away, and once it fully disappeared, the would took the normal color of her skin.
What she didn't know, is that she was going to need blood to live starting from now. But she needed to transition first. She needed to become one of those bloodsucking monsters in order to leave. But she had no idea. She would just have to figure it out herself.
The door opened, revealing a doctor. "Good morning, Miss Fabray. How are you feeling today?" he questioned.
Quinn had become nicer, but she could still be that head bitch in charge that she had always been. So she crossed her arm over her chest and huffed, because she had no idea why she was here right now. Plus, she was freaking hungry.
"I take that as a 'Not really good'" the doctor shrugged helplessly. "You'll need some rest" he said, walking over to Quinn's bed. The doctor leaned over and unclipped something that was clipped to the hideous hospital shirt that she was wearing.
That's when it all clicked in her head. She wasn't hungry for bacon, or a peanut butter sandwich. But she was hungry for human blood. The way that the doctor had swiftly leaned over her, made his scent even stronger.
Quinn started breathing heavily, her heart pounding faster and faster. Just one bite... She thought, leaning forward and breathing on the man's neck.
But he had noticed to easily. So he shuffled away awkwardly, which made the blonde sigh heavily, until her eyes were wide open. She sat up in her bed, stretching her arms as she did so. Quinn couldn't feel the pain in her neck anymore, as if it had almost disappeared, so she swung her legs off the bed and jumped to the floor, tilting her head to the side when her feet were on the ground. She stood there, steadily. She could sense that the doctor wasn't very comfortable with this situation. And it was going to become even worse...
The blonde cheerleader slowly moved forward, linking her eyes with the doctor's. "Sir, you have something on your scrubs" she said, pointing at the man's white clothing.
She was satisfied when the doctor's vision moved down to look at his scrubs. Quinn made the most of that moment to make a quick move. She was now standing right in front of him, and she had him cornered into one side of the room. This is going to be easy.
Lifting a brow, she then narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm just a little hungry. I hope you don't mind if I take a bite..." she smiled sweetly. Bringing her lips to the man's neck. Quinn could feel that he was shivering. Maybe in fear, or in pleasure. She wasn't sure if he liked Quinn's attitude, or it he was scared to death. But that didn't make her hesitate when she started drinking what she was craving the most.
At first, she nibbled the man's neck, and then, tasting human skin... Human flesh, she bit hard, seemingly surprising the man because he squirmed around, truing to push her away. But it was no use, Quinn had now become a vampire, and her fangs were fully out and digging into the man's pale skin.
Her taste buds went wild. The taste was just so... Delicious. Suddenly, everything she had forgotten, had come back to her. All at once. The way a very handsome young man had managed to get her into the girl's bathroom of a bar, the way he compelled her to do what he wanted, the way she got killed... And now the was this... Monster? No. I can't be. This can't be me. I can't be a monster. I can't be this killer !
She quickly let go of the man and he dropped to the floor. Quinn was almost instantly by his side. "I'm sorry. Please, wake up. I'm so, so sorry" she weeped. but something more interesting than trying to wake him up, made her eyes divert to somewhere elsewhere. The blood on his neck. Where she had bit him.
Instead of feeling sorry for him, instead of trying to wake him up, she cocked her head to the side, and the smell of human blood flew up her nose and intoxicated her whole system. But she had to look away, she couldn't become this bloodsucking creature. Quinn turned her head and diverted her gaze, trying to keep focused on the ceiling. She breathed out of her mouth, and groaned as the scent of blood was getting stronger. What she really needed to do, was to get away from this hospital. And that's what she did, or rather, what she tried to do.
Once she had managed to creep out of the room, she growled. Her teeth were still out, and it wasn't going to get better because of all the human beings that were around her. This is torture.
That's it ! Vampires have super speed ability, or whatever. She thought, preparing herself for the run of her life. Quinn started running, and within a few seconds, she had left the hospital and was on her way to wherever she could go.
On her way, she started mumbling to herself, about the different sorts of vampires she could be. "If I'm the Dracula type... No. Not that one. The ones from the Vampire Diaries sound better. They can feel. The one's from Twilight too, but I don't want to be this sparkling fairy..." she mumbled to herself.
At one point, she had decided where she was going, so she turned a couple of curves and ended up in front of the Berry house, where one of her best friends lives. Rachel. She would probably understand me more than anything. But what if I hurt her...?
Quinn was standing in front of the door, hesitatingly bringing her hand up to the doorbell. Please control yourself, Quinn. You can do this.
The blonde cheerleader pressed the button and waited for a response. She could hear footsteps of someone approaching the door, and she held her breath when she saw the door open. But it was no use, even when she wasn't breathing, the smell of humans still went up and traveled inside her body, making her muscles tense and her nose flinch.
"Quinn, hello. It's such a surprise to see you, I wasn't expecting you this early since you normally sleep in during the weekends." Rachel said, holding a Rachel Berry smile upon her face, quickly moving forward to wrap her arms around her friend.
"Oh. Rachel..." she started. But her voice seemed like it wasn't working anymore. Her craving for blood took over all her abilities to speak at that moment. She could smell the girl's scent from her hair.
Quinn's eyes began to take a red coloring, and the veins popped up under her eyes.
"Rach... I need to go" she said, all of a sudden, shoving her friend off her and quickly leaving the porch of Rachel's house. She couldn't use her speed abilities right now, so she just walked, off, hoping that the petite brunette wasn't going to follow her. Quinn looked back at the porch she had been standing on a few seconds ago, and she saw Rachel crouched down on the ground, clutching her elbow. She fell... I made her fall.
And indeed she had, Quinn had pushed Rachel so hard that she fell on her back, hurting her left elbow at the same time. The blonde had no idea how to use her strength, she was just out of control. The blonde nearly turned back but she asked herself 'What if she's cut? How can I handle that?' so she just continued her walk until she was far enough to pick up a sprint.
When she arrived at her house, she walked up the steps and opened the door. But what she didn't expect was when she was about to take a step inside her own house, her foot stopped just before she reached the length of the door frame. "What the hell?" she said out loud. "I can't even get into my own freaking house!" she exclaimed, kicking the door shut.
Her mother wasn't home, because the car wasn't parked into the driveway. But another one was. Santana's car. "Crap"
"Fabray, what on Earth are you up to ? Kicking the door of your own home? Have you gone nuts?"
"Fuck you, Santana" Quinn growled.
"Brittany did that earlier..." the Latina shrugged with a smirk, thinking about the steamy times she had with her girlfriend just a few minutes ago. "Why the bad mood, Preggers?" she asked.
"I'm not in a bad mood, I've just forgot the keys to my own damn house"
"Either you think I'm completely dumb and stupid like that giant oaf Finnocence, or you think I'm blind, which I'm not. So you're going to spill the beans and tell me what's got you in a fucking bad of a mood, Fabray" Santana said, approaching the girl.
Quinn breathed heavily, as she didn't know how to control herself. She didn't know what was going to happen if she got too angry, maybe she would just snap and end up killing the Latina.
This is the end of the chapter ! I'll post the other one soon so if you have any suggestions on what should happen next, just message me or something.
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