Cruel Crimson; Bleeding Blue
Series: X-Men Evolution
Genres: Dark, Angst, Action, Suspense, Horror
Warnings: Yaoi (boy x boy), Original Characters, Violence, Language, Dark Themes, Vampirism
Rating: R
Disclaimer: X-Men Evolution is not mine… duh…
Summary: A new student comes to the Xavier Institute; he's got an eye for Kurt and a thirst for blood, but no one seems to be aware of what's going on except for Kurt. Will anyone believe Kurt before it's too late? (OC x Kurt) (yaoi/slash)
Final Warning: This is a yaoi fic, if anyone is offended by this; then for Heaven's sake don't read this. I've given ample warning therefore anyone who dares flame me will simply be proving their stupidity for not following directions. To all those who like these kinds of fics, I hope you enjoy. ^_^
*Vampire Notes: Vampires are a separate form of mutation, older than the X-gene. Vampires live until killed by destroying the heart or brain. Blood lust is a natural trait since their bodies process nutrients from blood like a mosquito or a leech would. They stop aging between the ages of 15-25 and are not undead but their genes are highly recessive so there's never many of them at a time. (BTW, a minor disclaimer, the vampire details were inspired by Poppy Z. Brite's novel Lost Souls, but modified slightly for my story. ^_~ P.S. It's a good book for those who like yaoi, vampires, pretty boys, and lots of violence)
Chapter 1: Darc
"Change, it is the only thing someone like me has to look forward to.
It is a fear for humans but a blessing to my kind.
Time will always bring change, for that I have always been thankful.
Now I have found a new change, much more wonderful than any that I've come across in my past.
He's one of the new humans, a mutant.
But unlike other mutants, he is beyond fascinating.
I have found my new prey, let the hunt begin."
-Darc
"Let's see, you're name is Darc Kain and you're from New Orleans, Louisiana?" questioned Xavier to the new student.
"That's correct, and if you're wondering what my special abilities are; they're levitation, heightened senses, and a bit of regenerative power." Darc finished his statement with a bright smile. Darc was a young man of an average build, pale skin, long dark hair, and amber eyes. He dressed in the sub-culture gothic style and claimed to be a runaway from a dysfunctional home and disowned once his 'powers' became evident.
"You're bedroom will be upstairs, I'll send for someone to show you around. Also, you will be enrolled as a senior at Bayville High starting this Monday." explained the Professor. Darc simply grinned in response and waited for his guide to show up. He had packed lightly; a simple change of clothes, journal, and a tape player with only one tape to listen to. To most it would seem that Darc was as he claimed, a runaway and a poor one at that. However, Darc had been playing this game for years; ever since he had come to understand what he was back in 1904. Since then, Darc had mastered the art of fake identities, false background stories, and most importantly, how to get away with murder. Darc's body had stopped aging at the age of 18, he assumed he would live either until the end of time or until someone managed to destroy his heart or brain; everything else, he had survived.
Darc's thoughts came to a halt when the sudden appearance of a furry blue elf bamfed before him.
"There you are Kurt, this is Darc Kain, and he'll be joining us here at the institute. I'd like you to show him to his room and around the mansion if you don't mind."
"Ja, no problem Professor."
Darc felt the blood rush through his veins at the sight of the boy he had seen a few days ago by accident. He had just finished a kill when he noticed the elf teleport not far from his hiding place in the shadows and had instantly become attracted to the exotic creature. He was able to track Kurt's mind easy enough and had been lead to the mansion he would soon be residing in. Ever since Darc had started hunting in the area, he had learned all about the "Institute for the Gifted" but not until seeing Kurt had he felt a need to give it a second thought.
"Hey, are you just going to stare at me all day or what?" Kurt pouted in frustration at the new guy whose gaze was somewhat unnerving.
"Sorry, my apologies but…"
"Ya ya, I get that a lot, here; this should help." Kurt pressed a button on his wrist watch and instantly took on a more human appearance.
Darc reached down without thinking and turned the holo-watch off.
"Hey?" Kurt was shocked by Darc's bold action and took an uneasy step back, clutching at his slightly sore wrist.
"Sorry, it's just that, I like the blue fur." Darc gave Kurt a smile that did anything but put Kurt at ease. Nonetheless, Kurt decided to ignore it and led Darc up the stairs to the bedrooms so that Darc could drop his stuff off before exploring the rest of the mansion.
* * * *
"This is your room." Kurt opened the door and let Darc into his new home. Darc looked around at the nice sized room and laid his few belongings on the edge of the bed.
"So what do you think?" asked Kurt, the silence of Darc was rather uncomfortable.
"It's better than I expected, so where's your room?"
"Mine's next door, why?"
"Just wondering." Darc felt himself grin inwardly, this was too perfect.
"Um, I guess I should show you where the bathroom, kitchen, danger-room, and everything else are."
"Sounds good."
* * * *
The Xavier Institute grand tour took about 2 hours and Darc was fighting the urge to pounce on his guide the entire time. He wasn't sure if he wanted to kill him, screw him, or both. He just couldn't get over how graceful and catlike Kurt's body was, the pointy ears and tail were fascinating, and the subtle blue fur that smelled of kiwi melon shampoo was oh so tempting to touch. He decided in the end that Kurt was special, he would have to be patient and with any luck he could have some fun before the time came to make Kurt his.
"Well, I hope you can remember all that, after all, it sure would suck if you got lost and needed to go to the bathroom." Kurt gave an uneasy laugh at his own joke, he didn't know why, but Darc made him feel really uneasy. The way Darc watched him made him think of a cat stalking its prey. Kurt wondered if it was just the new guy getting used to his real appearance and if so then he was just being silly. Darc smiled at Kurt and motioned for him to enter the room first. Kurt felt his stomach tighten but stepped in anyway.
"What is it?" asked Kurt.
"Nothing really, just wanted to ask you some questions."
The click of the door shutting made Kurt's fur stand on end and he felt himself backing slowly away from Darc who continued to look at him with cold, calculating eyes that seemed to flicker with something strange, almost like desire.
"Ok, but not too many. It's getting late and I have a Chemistry test in the morning."
"Don't worry, I'm simply curious about you. For instance, what's your mutant ability?" Darc already knew the answer but decided he needed to ask something general to calm his prey down. He could hear Kurt's heart beating frantically as he closed in on the smaller male.
"Um, bamfing! Er, I mean telepathy, no its teleportation!" Kurt's eyes widened at Darc's close proximity, he would have moved away but had trapped himself against the dresser. Kurt was really nervous and couldn't seem to think straight with Darc staring at him.
Darc smiled at Kurt in a predatory fashion, without flinching his gaze into two startled yellow eyes; Darc placed his hands on the dresser at either side of Kurt's small waist. Kurt was now half sitting on the dresser's edge, his face blushing with a slight shade of violet.
"So, what's your mutant ability?" Kurt wasn't sure how to react to Darc, he couldn't think straight.
"Lots of things." whispered Darc.
"Like what?" asked Kurt, slightly curious himself.
"Tsk tsk, it's my turn to ask a question." taunted Darc as he raised a hand and moved it ghostly against the lower edge of Kurt's shirt.
"What?" Kurt squirmed slightly at Darc's hand.
"Exactly how soft is your fur?" Darc immediately ran his hand up Kurt's shirt and stroked his bare side.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Kurt struggled to get off the dresser but stumbled and fell on top of Darc. Darc instinctively grabbed Kurt and rolled over on top of him.
"Well, that answered my question; you are as soft as you look." Kurt looked up at Darc wide eyed and that's when he noticed a distinct pair of fangs much sharper and longer than his own. Fangs that seemed to elongate ever so slightly and Darc's amber eyes seemed to burn crimson.
"What are you?" asked Kurt as he struggled against Darc's hold on him.
"You'll find out soon enough my dear Kurt." Darc leaned down and gently licked the side of Kurt's neck, causing Kurt to tense up in fear and anticipation. He wanted to teleport away but something was preventing it, he wondered if it was somehow Darc's doing.
Darc smiled that same misleading smile and released Kurt. Kurt scrambled to his feet and began backing away cautiously towards the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow in school eh?" called out Darc in a friendly manner as if nothing had happened.
Kurt gave Darc an angry look before making a hasty exit.
"Not if I can help it." muttered Kurt as he locked his bedroom door that night.
To be continued…
Author's note: Well what do you guys think? Any suggestions? Requests? This is my first X-Men Evo fic so be gentle. ^_^;
