The moon's rays shone brightly on the two creatures of the night, illuminating the pure black pair of eyes and the deep crimson of the other. The stench of testosterone was unmistakable and to any passerby this display of aggressive behaviour would be put down to two drunken guys having a brawl over some hot bird or something along those lines. You know typical 'human' displays of aggression. However what they would not realise is the fact that neither of the two men were what you would class as human. One was a self obsessed, power thirsty, deranged, sub human demon who wanted nothing more than to see chaos upon Earth and the other, well the other was a different story entirely. The other was a lost soul, a creature formed of blood and hunger whose passion for life and humanity had been stripped from him the moment he had lost his world. He was a creature of the darkness lost in the deepest depths of the blackened part of his soul, consumed by rage and hunger he was fuelled completely by the desperate need for revenge. His once human soul now seeming to be extinct, however his heart called out to the one person who could save him showing that deep inside of him the person he once was resides. The question was what side was stronger, the human or the vampire? The head or the heart? An answer the vampire was soon to discover...
Sam lunged towards Jake, his teeth bared and his hands extended like claws. He snarled as the other man simply stepped to one side to avoid the attack. His whole body thrummed with his anger as pure rage run like electricity through his veins. His mind was focused on the sound of the other mans calm beating heart. The beats like a perfect drum, enticing his movements so that the display seemed more like a dance than anything else.
Sam scrapped his foot along the ground to act as a brake so that he didn't fall flat on his face. His eyes were always connected with the other man's, not willing to break contact at any time. He knew of the other man's army background and knew he was a dangerous foe however that was not going to deter him. He needed to avenge his fallen angel, the love of his love; he needed payback for Jake being responsible for turning his boyfriend into a monster. He needed to pay with his life and nothing nor will no one get in the way of his revenge. That he was going to make sure of.
"Is that the best you got?" Jake taunted. "It's going to take a lot more than that to take me down vampire; you have no idea the amount of power that has been unlocked for me." At the vampire's confused look the man chuckled. "Azazal has shown me my true purpose for this life; he has opened my eyes and my mind. The children like me was not strong enough, I was the strongest, the faster and the best. You know if it wasn't for me Deano would never have escaped..." Sam snarled at the mention of his boyfriend's name. "Touched a nerve I see, well it's all true..."
"Bullshit," Sam hissed crouching his body lower getting ready to attack the smug bastard. "Dean escaped...escaped..."
"Hell?" Jake added taking great pleasure empathising the word. Sam's expression contorted into one of pain as the memory of where his lover has been for the last year struck a nerve deep in his deceased, cold and blocked off heart. After this past year he was surprised he even had one.
"...he escaped because he heard me call to him. He sensed that I needed him and he came back to me. You didn't do anything; you are not responsible for bringing him back to me. I saved him. I did!" Sam added through clenched teeth, the thought that the man who had effectively killed his boyfriend may have saved him as well was too much for the vampire to bear.
"And how did he really escape hell? Hmm? As if one person's voice is enough for a demon to break free, you know it takes a lot, if it didn't then there would be a lot more demons walking around this Earth then there already is...well was..." Jake chuckled deeply at what appeared to be an inside joke, one that just left Sam confused which the ex solider seemed to pick up on. "What's the harm in telling you, it's not like you're gonna see past tonight are you. Azazal had a plan for all the special children like me but he needed the Colt which is where Dean came into the picture. He needed Dean for the gun but he also wanted his revenge. You see Sam, Dean's brother was meant to be the big shot leader of the demon army, little Sammy was meant to go dark-side, a hunter turned demon, now that's a thought huh Sam my boy..."
Jake trailed off as Sam's determined step closer to him distracted him slightly. "Do you want to know the truth or not? Don't you want to understand before you die?" when the vampire's movements slowed to an occasional shuffle the ex solider continued. "Good boy. Now little Sammy Winchester was supposed to be the leader of the demon army, a human leader who could cross the iron railway tracks that the nuisance Samuel Colt laid down to protect the devils gate."
"That's why he needed humans...because he couldn't cross through the iron..." Sam mumbled to himself as the information finally made sense to him.
"That's right, so you know what I did, after I shot Dean I travelled to Wyoming and broke Colt's protection charm. I used his precious gun to unlock the door to hell and let my army free. You should have seen all those demon's flood out of the gate, it was simply magical. I finally had my army. Demon after demon just kept coming through, you know demons they see an exit and they just want to take it, not that I blame them. It was entertaining to see new demons each day fight for their freedom...See what I am getting at? If it wasn't for me Sam your lover boy would have never been able to break out of the pit, so instead of killing me you should be thanking me."
"If it wasn't for you Dean wouldn't have died," Sam hissed his anger rising at an alarming rate. He curled his hands into fists until his nails dug into the palm of his hands. Nothing that Jake could say would change his fate. By the end of the night soldier boy would be in pieces, literally.
"I only helped, Dean was always going to die that night, it was planned, and I just hurried the process along. Azazal wanted him to pay for Sam's death..." Jake interjected with a grin plastered across his face.
"That wasn't Dean's fault, it was an accident, and he was just four for god's sake. What more is a boy his age meant to do?" Sam defended through gritted teeth. The urge for blood was increasing with every second that passed and the need to kill this bastard was becoming overwhelming. "If Azazal wanted to blame anyone then why didn't he blame John?"
"Oh trust me; John is getting his deep down in hell. My boss had certain instructions for me regarding Dean's death though; he found it ironic that that brat of a hunter becomes the very thing he used to hunt. The creature that his dear brother was destined to become, his idea of revenge you see. And me...well I just wanted to see what he would do if I attempted to kill you, all fun and games in the end," Jake chuckled his dark eyes gleaming with his ill intent.
"You son of a bitch..." Sam snarled with his eyes narrowing dangerously, the time for talk was over, he had heard all he needed to. "You're gonna pay for everything you have done!" Sam hissed, brandishing off his fangs in the process showing his intent to kill. This was war, one that the soldier was not going to win.
"This is going to be fun. Bring it on vampire!" with those words all hell broke lose...
The tug was getting sharper and harder, it felt like an invisible thread leading from his chest was being pulled in a certain direction. Trusting his instincts Dean had been following this feeling for the past twenty miles.
His whole body thrummed with anticipation. He had no idea what scene he would stumble into when he eventually reached his mysterious destination. He just hoped and prayed to a Lord he had no faith in that he wouldn't be too late.
"Please Sam, don't do this," Dean mumbled taking a sharp left down a side street into a small cul de sac. The Impala was racing through the night at high speed and internally the hunter was apologising to his baby for the harsh treatment but he had no time to lose.
He could feel the demon inside of him stirring as power spread throughout his veins. Unkempt energy was slowing making its way around his body and the young hunter had no clue how to control it. Yet he refused to focus on himself. There were more pressing matters at hand for Dean and that was stopping his lover from giving into the monster that lurks deep inside of him. His concentration was focused completely on Sam.
Taking another sharp turn Dean reached the entrance to a secluded alleyway. Slowly he pulled the Impala to a halt and peered down into the darkness. With his increased eye sight in the darkness he could just about make out two figures standing facing each other. Both were crouched low in defensive stance until the taller figure leapt onto the other, only to be pushed back against the wall by an unknown source. This didn't deter the taller figure as he picked himself up off of the floor and continued his assault.
Instantly Dean knew...he had found Sam...
Sam huffed as his back connected harshly to the wall, if he was alive that would of winded him for sure. Being a vampire does have its perks sometimes. He pushed his body away from the wall and turned to face his assailant once more.
Jake had a wide smirk upon his face as a laugh escaped his lips. "You have to do better than that. You really think a little vampire can defeat the leader of the demon army?"
"I don't think..." Sam murmured as he clenched his hands into fists once more. "I know." With those words the vampire lunged towards the other man, this time his fist made contact with the soldier's face. Jake stumbled back slightly but the attack wasn't enough to distract him, kicking his right leg out he made contact with the vampire's stomach and kicked the man away like he was just a mere fly buzzing around him.
Sam's back once again made contact with the previous wall. His chest throbbed and he knew he had at least one fractured rib, but he didn't care. One fracture was not enough to stop him. He needed his revenge, He needed to do this, the vampire inside of him would not let him quit.
"Come on; at least make this a little interesting..." Jake cackled as he faked yawned, in the process a small droplet of blood trickled out of the split Sam had made in his lip.
In that one moment the whole world narrowed down to that one drop of blood for the vampire. His eyes glowed a deep crimson and a low growl rumbled through his throat. He felt like his veins were on fire from his sudden need. He needed that blood...he wanted that blood...this wasn't about revenge anymore this was about hunger.
"Here we go, the vampire wanting to play?" Jake taunted wiping his lip with the back of his hand. He then flaunted the smear of blood towards the vampire. "Show me what a true vampire is made of..."
Sam didn't need any more encouragement. With nothing but the need for blood on his mind, the vampire leapt towards the other man, growling the entire time. He could feel a pressure attempting to push him away but his hunger, his thirst was stronger. His hands grasped onto Jake's hand and the vampire's tongue lapped up the blood. The feel of it on his tongue was like the joy a children experiences on Christmas day when they have released that Santa has delivered their presents. Sam's mind was blown with the need for blood and he knew he wanted...no...Craved more. He wanted to bleed this man dry, he wanted every last inch of blood to be sliding down his throat and decreasing the fire in his belly for the time being.
Jake slung his fist into Sam's face breaking the connection the vampire had to his hand. Pulling away it was clear that there was a tiny puncture mark where the fangs had made contact. "Vampire stop!" Jake said smugly using the tone of voice he knew could control anyone.
However Sam just growled at him in response. There was nothing human left of the vampire, just a pure and savage monster who needed the blood. Not hesitating the vampire leapt forward again only this time to be pushed away by an invisible force. Still this did not deter him; once he had sobered he continued this attack. The only importance was the blood. This cycle continued for a while. Sam would attempt to attack and Jake would just push him away with the power of his mind, not letting the vampire close to him and cackling the whole time. Jake didn't care that his persuasion power didn't work as long as his force power did.
"I could do this all night."
Sam growled once more this time brandishing his descended fangs. His eyes were the brightest red ever known to be on a vampire, he was no longer in control the vampire was. He was about to attempt to attack again when a noise from the distance distracted him. A familiar sound however he could not place it. He knew he recognised it but the need for blood was too strong and overpowered all of his other senses.
"Sammy!" there it was again. Sam knew he should stop and take notice but his vampire side wouldn't let him. Instead Sam's full attention was locked onto the soldier and it was then that the vampire noticed that Jake was distracted by the newcomer. With a smirk on his face the vampire used this to his advantage.
"Well, well, well look who it is...it's..." those were the last words Jake would ever say as due to his distraction the vampire was able to leap on top of him and push him down to the ground. Before the soldier was able to do anything Sam had already sunk his fangs deep into the man's arteries.
Jake yelped in shock and attempted to wiggle out of Sam's grip but this just caused the vampire to latch on harder. His teeth sank deeper and deeper into the skin; blood poured out of his mouth and dripped down his chin, staining his shirt and the ground below. The vampire didn't care.
The glorious taste of blood filled Sam's mouth, exploding all of his senses, this is what he needed. His body hummed happy that it was getting successfully nourished and not ignored anymore. He didn't care about what was happening around him. He didn't care that the mysterious yet familiar sound was shouting now. He didn't care that the man he was drinking from had stopped all movements. He didn't care about anything rather than feeding his hunger. That was all that mattered and that was all that ever was going to matter. Right now the vampire was in charge and to anyone who passed by it was evident that there was no human soul in this creatures body.
When the blood started to run thin, the vampire sank his fangs deeper, effectively ripping out the soldier's throat in the process. The familiar sound was screaming at him now and this caught his attention. He could smell blood pumping behind him and he could hear a heart that should of been long dead beating. There was fresh meat around...
Sam ripped his fangs out of the now dead man and snapped his head in the direction of the familiar man and growled deeply...
Dean was frozen on the spot, due to the fear for his lover. He had been calling Sam's name hoping to get through to his vampire before it was too late but his attempts had just been ignored. He had watched as Sam brutally murdered Jake, ripped out his throat and drank the soldier dry. Yes he was a bad man, but no one deserved a death like that.
"Sammy..." Dean whispered as he watched the 'creature' in front of him feed. This wasn't his lover anymore; he wasn't sure who the man in front of him was. At the call of his name the vampire lifted his head towards the young hunter and growled deep and menacing, as if warning him to stay away from his food. "Oh god, Sam..."
Dean knew that he had been too late, if only he had stepped in earlier, if only he had done something. But then what would he have done against a sub human and revenged obsessed bloodthirsty vampire? Why the hell hadn't he done something...the old Dean would off?
Dean took a tentative step towards his lover; inside he felt sorrow, guilt and increasing anger. The power thrummed under his skin wanting some form of release. He could feel his control slipping and he wasn't sure what he was capable of. One thing was for sure he couldn't lose control. They already had one monster on their hands they didn't need two. No. Sam needed him. All was not lost. Sam is trapped somewhere deep behind the vampire and Dean knew that for sure. He wasn't giving up on
Him not after the year...well century...he had had. He hadn't climbed his way out of hell for nothing.
Clearing his throat Dean locked his eyes with the vampire's, immediately pushing aside the want to look away. Sam's eyes were a deep red; it was like looking into someone's veins. He had blood all around his mouth, on his cheek, staining his once blue shirt and even in some locks of hair. Blood covered the alleyway from the floor to the wall. This was a true murder scene and Dean knew they had to get out of there quick, there was no way no one didn't hear that scuffle. They needed to get to
"Sam...We need to go." Dean said determinedly hiding his emotions from the world, a trait that Dean Winchester had perfected. In response the vampire just growled and began to slowly stand up away from the body.
Dean placed his hands out in front of him to show Sam that he was not armed or dangerous to him. "You have done enough; we need to get the hell out of here before the cops show up. Don't think they'll buy it if we just say that you have rabies..." Dean joked loosely hoping to get some response from his lover. But instead there was no words, no indication of any emotions just a determined glare and another growl. "Sammy please..."
Sam hissed as he crouched down low and Dean knew that for the time being he had lost his lover, there was no reasoning with this creature. All he wanted was blood and next on the menu it seemed was the young hunter.
Dean was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He had to get them out of here but it seemed that Sam wasn't going to allow that. He could chance grabbing the vampire and being bit or Sam doing a runner or them being caught by the cops. None of them was ideal options but at the end of the day the hunter knew what he needed to do.
Straightening his back he faced his vampire with a determined look on his face. "Sam that's enough, we are leaving." The vampire smirked at Dean's words like it was just all one big joke to him, this just caused Dean's already high anger to grow. Gritting his teeth to attempt to maintain some self control the hunter took a step towards the crazed vampire, who just snarled in response. "I'm not joking around, you either come with me now or I make you, your choice."
Sam seemed to react to this as he stood to his full height so that he towered over Dean and with a growl he lunged towards the hunter...
Time seemed to slow in that one moment; Dean watched his vampire lung towards him. Covered in blood and brandishing his fangs was one of the most frightening sights the young vampire had seen throughout his short life and that is saying a lot. However he didn't feel phased, he felt angry, a strong determined anger that just screamed who the hell the vampire thinks he is attacking Dean. Dean was meant to be his boyfriend, his lover and the one person he would never hurt. Yet here he was intending to use Dean as an after dinner mint.
The fire the hunter had been holding back exploded inside of him. Complete and utter anger flooded through him which was a feeling he had never experienced this intense before. He could feel himself losing control as his demonic instincts kicked in.
All of a sudden time returned to normal. The vampire was immediately thrown back into the wall behind him with an immense force. He huffed as he hit the wall and fell into Jake's dead body. Blood splashed up with the impact of the fall and the vampire's head snapped up to face Dean, a confused look taking over his face as crimson red met pure black.
Sam was mentally picked up and thrown against the wall again and again; the vampire could feel consciousness leaving him as the animalistic side of him was pushed aside. He landed on the floor for the third time this time fully aware of what was happening. Slowly he lifted his head and locked his eyes onto the black of his boyfriend's. "De...Dean?" he stammered with a bloodied tear snaking its way down his cheek. "Help me..." he added before succumbing to the black dots darting in front of his vision.
The vampire's head fell into Jake's body as he was fully unconscious. Dean's eyes slowly returned back to their usual emerald green as horror over what he done began to take over however the sound of a siren in the distance sobered him up. Thinking quickly Dean strode towards Sam's bloodied body and scooped him up over his shoulder. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his lighter knowing full well that Sam's fingerprints would be all over Jake's body. With no second thoughts he flicked the lighter on and dropped it onto what was left of the soldier's body.
Dean walked away from the flames with his boyfriend over his shoulder. His emotions were long gone and all he cared about right now was getting Sam somewhere he could get help. They couldn't continue this way, neither of them could. It was time to finally get some help...
"Help...Dean...Please...Get...Me...Out...OF...Here!" Sam continued to yell over and over again but Dean just ignored it. Staring through the metal slit he watched his boyfriend attempt to break free of the metal chains restraining him to the single bed. "Dean...Dean...DEAN!" he continued to yell.
With a heavy heart Dean slid the hatch shut and placed his back firmly against the metal door. A lone tear snaked its way down his cheek. Sobering up, he scrubbed a hand over his face to get rid of the tears and pushed away from the door. Leaving his blood riddled boyfriend behind to face his addiction...
TBC (Hello there my supernatural friends yes I know a sad chapter but I do promise that there will be lots of loving moments coming up in the future. This has to happen in order to get there. As usual hope you like and please leave me a review to let me know your still reading and that you are liking. Think of this as my early Christmas present to you all and hope you all have a great Christmas and will see you in the New Year As always thank you for reading and for the reviews you are gonna leave me ;) see you all in Part Eleven.
