By: Joybug
Yaoi Rated M for language and possible sexual scenes M/M
Once again, I don't own the Forger or its characters, nor do I own Trinity Blood, I just like both of them very much.
Please don't flame me, I'm really trying. :)
I hope you enjoy: )
Not So Cute
Chapter 2
Torian paused, sniffing at the air, he caught the tantalizing aroma of demons feeding. To most the smell was putrid and unbearable, but Torian purred with delight as he turned left and raced down the alley.
"Did you catch the scent?" Abel asked, unsure of what to expect as he followed close to his partner. He wasn't sure if he should expect something as powerful as Cain had been, or if it was a low level demon that could easily be overcome.
"Yeah, we're not far. Prepare yourself," Torian licked his lips as the scent became stronger. They were close.
Abel's eyes widened as agonized shrieks slammed into his ears. Whatever it was it had already begun its carnage.
He quickly drew his gun, he could tell exactly where it was now, just around the next corner he could smell the blood gathering in the dirt.
"Kruznik 02, nanomachines, output eighty percent activate!" Abel hissed. He could feel the raw power ripping through him as his great wings spread wide.
Torian stared with wide eyes at the great weapon brandished by his usually goofy companion.
"Put the damned thing away! You don't want to absorb demon blood, it will screw up your entire system! Use your hands and your gun!" Torian could feel the power thrumming in his body, growing around him.
He dropped to the ground, purring softly as he let the soft material slide down his shoulder. He drew a sharp nail across the smooth flesh there, making a thin line of blood.
Abel lunged for the closest demon. It looked like a half-humanoid hellhound. Abel dodged as its talons swiped at his ribs.
He ripped his claws through its abdomen, reaching upward through a mass of slippery organs to grasp its heart. He closed his fist around it, clenching down as hard as he could until the meat collapsed to mush.
He leapt away from the demon just in time to avoid the blow of a second demon that reminded him of some B-Movie swamp creature.
"Torain, you alright?" Abel shouted. He couldn't see the smaller man and didn't really have much time to watch for him as he traded blows with the demon.
Torian kept his eyes closed, letting his scent lure the demons. To them he smelled like a wounded innocent in heat. Something that they could barely resist. He didn't have to look to see the lust in their eyes as they descended upon him.
Clawed hands touched his face, his shoulders, and tried to reach into his robes. Torian's violet eyes snapped open, glowing enough to make a light pattern on the ground around him.
The demons had less than a second of recognition before Torian pounded his ring onto the ground. Immediately the spell was activated, paralyzing all the demons within a ten-foot radius.
Torian grinned as he latched onto the closest one, dragging it to the ground by the waist. His jaws snapped open. He snapped those razor sharp teeth down into the meat of the demon's shoulder, tearing the flesh with sharp jerks. His mouth filled with the wonderful taste of demon blood. Searching the sweet crimson flow he reached within, searching for the demon's spirit essence, devouring it even as it tried to escape.
Abel kicked the demon closest to him, driving it back enough to shoot it between the eyes seven times.
He winced at the sickening sound of bones snapping and flesh tearing. He didn't even have a moment to check on Torian, he could only pray that it was Torian doing the tearing and not the other way around.
The electric currents running up and down Abel's wings shot forward, zapping the next six demon in his path. How many are there? He wondered as he backpedaled away from another demon.
Bright violet light made a giant ring around him. All the demons in his path went completely still.
"Go after the vampires!" Torian growled as he dragged another demon to the ground.
Abel winced at the gruesome sight as he watched Torian rip his little claws into the demon's chest to reach for the heart.
"Don't die," Abel said before racing after the fleeing vampires. Now he could draw his great scythe. He launched at the slowest one first, cutting through it cleanly before racing after the other two.
These were the ones that summoned the demons, I can smell it on them, so if I kill them it'll stop the influx of demons.
The female of the group turned, shooting at him before turning to run again.
Abel ignored the flesh wound from where the bullet had grazed his arm. Nothing mattered but getting rid of these two selfish creatures.
Why they would call demons was beyond him. Demons listened to no one. He launched at the woman, landing directly behind her with a great swipe of his scythe that split her down the middle like a stick of butter.
There was only one left. One male that continued to shoot at him with a gun that emitted an electric charge.
Abel's glowing eyes narrowed as he let loose the currents on his wings, frying the vampire right to the ground.
"Pretty light show," Torian snorted, trotting up behind him.
Abel stared at him, the young man didn't have a drop of blood on him.
"I know how to clean up quickly, don't ask," Torian shrugged. Reaching out he grasped the Krusnik's hand. This was the beast that had pulled at his body, drawing more primitive needs from him.
"What are you?" Abel asked, looking down at the small hand that held his.
"Drakatra. We survive by feasting on demons. Now come on, I think we should call it a night," Torian tugged at his hand.
"Isn't the job done? We should return to Rome," Abel followed Torian regardless. He had a feeling he knew what was going to follow next and so he held to his Krusnik form.
"I will not be returning to Rome. Once you fill out your report the Vatican is going to decide that I am too dangerous to live and they will order my death. After we rest I am going to take off. If you and I see each other after that it will probably be as enemies," Torian yanked him through the hotel doors.
He wanted to enjoy his time with Abel before he once again became an outcast.
