Chapter 2

So, I kind of like the idea of Virgil with heterochromia (eyes that are 2 different colors). So, even though it's not canon, I'm going to include it in the fic. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Roman's POV

I woke up at around 4:00 AM the next morning. And it was pretty obvious I wasn't going to be able to fall back asleep. I looked over at where Patton was curled around Logan, both snoring lightly. Quietly, trying not to wake them, I tiptoed over to the table and grabbed the keys. I decided to head out to get breakfast.

I drove carefully, still yawning slightly. I pulled into the parking lot of some local bakery and headed in to get some food. I was searching the shelves for something Pat and Specs might like when I turned around and crashed right into someone else.

"Whoa, watch it, man!" I said, and the stranger turned to look at me. He had a black hoodie, black jeans, black sneakers, and dark purple hair. He was looking up from his phone that had a solid black phone case. I was about to make some emo joke when I saw his eyes. One purple and one green. I stood in shock, jaw slack.

"Can I...help you?" he asked, his voice low and deep. Gorgeous. I couldn't help but blush.

'Dammit Roman! Now is not the time!' I said to myself. I tried to say something.

"Are you...are you Anxiety?" I asked. I had only ever heard of one person with one purple and one green eye. And that's the "famous" demon-hunter known only as "Anxiety". It was such a stupid question. I don't know why that was the first thing I asked him, because there are probably other people in the world that have one purple and one green eye, but this guy had the look of someone trying to be inconspicuous. Maybe someone trying to be inconspicuous because they're on a hunt? He didn't say anything, but his eyes widened. I saw him slip his hand inside his pocket and start to pull out a knife.

"No, no, my name is Roman. Roman Prince. I'm another hunter!" I quickly tried to explain. He paused.

"...Prince…?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, Prince is my last name." I repeated.

"Yeah...I think I've heard of a Prince before…" he said, still an edge of suspicion to his voice. I smiled, relieved.

"I'd like to talk to you. I think my friends and I could use your help." I said. Before he could decline, I paid for my food and walked with him to the parking lot.

"So…" I turned around and something cold and wet splashed on my face. Holy water.

"...Sorry. Force of habit." Anxiety said. I half-smiled and lifted the hem of my shirt to wipe my face. What? No, I definitely wasn't trying to show off my abs! Though, it did amuse me to see a little tinge of blush on the demon-hunter's face when I put my shirt back down.

"Do you want me to touch something silver too?" I asked jokingly. Anxiety arched an eyebrow and handed me a silver lighter.

"Seriously?" I asked. Anxiety cleared his throat and shook the lighter. I sighed and grabbed the lighter. I faked a scream of pain and Anxiety jumped, startled. I laughed while he scowled and took the lighter back.

"Okay, what is it, Prince?" Anxiety asked. I composed myself and explained the huge vamp gathering. He looked troubled.

"Look, I don't know all of the details. Normally Specs deals with that…" I said.

"Specs?" Anxiety cut me off.

"Oh, his name is Logan. I call him Specs. I work with him and his boyfriend, Patton." I explained. Why was I telling him all of this? I was surprised that he didn't look more shocked at the fact that I said "him and his boyfriend".

"I can take you to meet them. My car is right over there." I offered. Anxiety didn't seem to have a car, since mine was the only one in the parking lot. He shrugged.

"Sure. But I'm driving. You give directions." he said. I started to protest, but he cut me off.

"Either I drive, or I walk away and you never see me again." he said. I paused. Then I tossed him my keys.

"If you scratch my car, then I'll cut you." I threatened.

"Not if I kill you first." he replied.

"Then I'll come back as a ghost and haunt you, you twat." I teased. He didn't reply, but he smirked as he unlocked the car.

Logan's POV

When I woke up, I checked the time. 5:17 AM. I overslept. I looked over at where Patton was still sleeping, glasses askew. He must have fallen asleep while reading the book of vampire lore on his pillow next to his head. I looked over at where Roman was and-he wasn't there. I removed myself from Patton's arms and went to check the bathroom. Nothing. I shook Patton awake.

"Patton. Wake up. Roman is missing." I said urgently.

"Hmm...wha...?" Patton muttered, half-awake. I sighed.

"Roman. Is. Missing." I repeated. This time, he heard me and sat up, worried.

"What? Have you tried calling his cell?" Patton asked.

"No, not yet. I was waiting for you-" I was cut off by Patton's hand gesturing at me to be quiet. He was staring at the lock on the front door, which was slowly turning. Wordlessly, I grabbed two pistols, tossed one to Patton, and crouched behind a chair while Patton hid behind the bed. The lock clicked and the door slowly opened. I placed my finger on the trigger, ready to shoot when…

"I'm baaaack!" Roman's voice sang.

"Roman?" I asked, confused.

"Roman!" Patton cried.

"You're okay!" Patton shouted, running to embrace Roman. Roman laughed loudly.

"Why wouldn't I be okay, Pat? You worry too much." Roman teased. I sighed and tucked my gun into the waistband of my pants.

"Where have you been?" I asked, annoyed that I had just nearly shot my friend.

"I got breakfast! And...something else." he said, and stepped aside to reveal a man, his thin, black-clad frame easily obscured by Roman. Patton gasped.

"Roman, you made a friend? I'm so proud of you!" he cried. Roman chuckled and...was he blushing?

"Yeah I bumped into him at the bakery. He's...another hunter. I think he can help us with our case." Roman said cautiously. I frowned.

"You look familiar." I said.

"Wha...what? N-no…" the stranger stuttered, apparently intimidated by my height and my scowl.

"Yes. I have seen you before. You are Anxiety." I said. Not a question, but a statement. He said nothing, but his eyes revealed the truth. I turned to Roman.

"Roman, he's Anxiety. A demon hunter. In case you had forgotten, we're dealing with a vampire case. Why have you brought him here?" I asked.

"Oh come on, Specs. I thought he could help us! He's dealt with more than just demons, right?" Roman addressed his question to Anxiety.

"What? Oh, y-yeah. I've killed v-vamps before…" he stuttered. I frowned again.

"See? Please, Logan? You know we need all the help we can get! There's just too many vamps for us to handle by ourselves." Roman said. I was about to refuse, saying that it was too risky, but Patton interrupted.

"Sure, kiddo! It wouldn't hurt to let your friend tag along for one hunt, now would it? Besides, it's not every day you meet a famous hunter like Anxiety!" Patton said. I looked at him uncertainly, but he just smiled back at me expectantly. My scowl softened and I could feel myself blushing.

"Fine. He can help us with this hunt." I muttered. Patton and Roman cheered and I think I saw Anxiety smile a bit. I didn't trust him. How could I trust a man without knowing his name? I just hoped that he wouldn't get us killed. Besides, how could I refuse Patton?

"Alright, Anxiety, where are your belongings?"