Title; Falling into Darkness
Author; -ledancingninja (call me jenna)
Genre; romamce/supernatural
Fandom; Glee
Rating;M for man sex and violence.
Pairing(s) - characters; Klaine, Wevid, Puckleberry. Also, Blaine's siblings (my OCs, Belle and Darren)
Summary; "Blaine kissed my forehead and told me not to worry. He then slit hit wrist and made me drink from it. I hate to say it but his blood was intoxicating. I got drunk off the stuff. He pulled back his wrist and pulled me into a hug...Then he snapped my neck." Rated M.
Disclaimer; i do not, nor will i ever, own glee.


"Kurt...Kurt, sweetheart."

I heard his voice as well as his footsteps as he strolled down the hall and into our room. He didn't speak as he walked up behind me and, standing at the edge of the bed, wrapped his strong arms around me. I sighed contently and leaned into his welcomed form. I enjoy moments like this, when he would just hold me. It was a nice break from our usual animalistic lifestyle. Not that I didn't absolutely love the animalistic side.

"What are you doing up here, baby?" Blaine spoke into the crook of my neck. I turned my head and caught his lips in a kiss. Turning my body to face him, I got on my knee's in front of him and tugged on his shirt. He hepled me get it over his head, and once it was off, I let my hands explore his chest as I peppered kisses across his face.

"Waiting for you to find me, silly." With that, Blaine grabbed my arm and crashed his lips upon mine. He pushed me onto my back and laid his body on top of my more slender form as I dropped my hand lower and lower and until it was over his pretty impressive buldge. I traced my finger lightly over it, teasing his. I got exactly what I wanted as a low groan rumbled in his throat.

Yet, just as things were getting good, we heard an amused snort coming from the doorway. Blaine broke out kiss too roll his eyes and glance over at the opening. David stood, leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets, smirking at the pair on the bed.

"Yes, David?" Blaine asked in a curt voice. I couldn't help it and giggled at the annoyed look on Blaines face and the smirk on Davids.

"They're hear. The people you sent for. Puckerman and Sam just brought them in."

Blaine was off the bed in seconds, leaving me on the plush mattress, confused. What could he have sent for! We live in the middle of a forest, we never needed anything before. Blaine held a hand out for me to take and smiled down at me. "Sweetheart, let's go have lunch."

Oh, he sent for lunch. Because the big, sexy, thick-headed bastard hasn't let me go get my own food in weeks. I honestly doesn't know why, not that I care. He's probably just looking out for me. I grabbed his hand and followed him out of the room, but not before shoot David an angry glance for ruining my fun. I hadn't gotten laid in days and I needed it.

Once we were downstairs, I could smell it. Fresh, still warm, and swirling around the room was the smell of Magical blood. The blood of magic users was particularly delicious and rather potent. You could live off one drop for weeks without needing to feed. I'd only had the pleasure of having some once, but it was fantastic. Drinking it literally almost brought me to orgasm. Thankfully, I didn't because that would have been embarrassing.

In the living room sat two men, one older, one younger. The younger was about seventeen with slightly spiked dark brown hair and his eyes were a very dark brown, almost black. He looked to be in a state of calm. He stared at the floor with a look on his face that showed he was in deep thought, it made him look older. His eyes drifted shut, and I realized he was using magic to calm himself. Like a drug. I wonder if he can do that to others.

The older man however had to held down. He looked utterly terrified and angry for some reason. He was yelling slurs at the younger boy, who I supposed was his son because they looked alike. I caught things like fag, abomination, disappointment. It almost made me feel sorry for the boy.

Suddenly, the boy lashed out as well, shocking everyone in the room. "Shut the fuck up! We are about to be sucked dry and all you care about is that I am gay. Now will you PLEASE stop talking so I can not be a screaming sissy when they bite me! I at least want to die with some of my dignity still intact!"

With that, he closed his eyes again and looked completely calm. thought, the old man looked even angrier. "First you start spouting nonsense about being a faggot, then you want to die! At least I'm trying to think of something to do!"

"Theirs nothing you can do." Blaine and I said in union. They looked over at as if they hadn't seen us come in at all. "What are your names." I continued. Blaine gave me a look that said, 'why-does-it-matter?' but didn't say anything.

"I'm Wesley." The young one stated calmly. "That's my father, Johnathan. Are you the ones who are going to kill us."

I didn't answer because honestly, I didn't want to kill him. He was obviously more powerful than his father by the way he smelt and looked like he could hold his own in a fight. I liked him. I liked him a lot. And what I wanted, I got.

"Let Wesley go, Blaine. He'll be staying with us. Johnathan, you'll be my lunch this afternoon." I watched as Blaine motioned for David to take Wesley to a room. David understood completely and within a blink of an eye, they were gone. Now Johnathan not only looked scared, yet mortified by the fact that I had spoken what I was about to aloud. "Johnathan, you insulted me twice today. I don't like being insulted. Sam, Puck, let him up."

The vampires holding him let go, smiling crulely at the old man because they knew what was coming. They'd seen me feed before and often told me I was brutal. Sometimes worse that Blaine, and Blaine was a freakin' animal.

I was in front of him in seconds, retching his head to the side by his hair. I heard him whimper and begin reciting the lords prayer. I chuckled as I bent down to whisper in his ear, "God can't save you now."

With that, I suck my teeth into his awaiting neck, my groan of pleasure from the taste of blood only drowned out by his scream of pain.


A/N;; First chapter, nice right? I live malicious, Kurt. Yummy. Mwahahahaha. REVIEW!