Disclaimer: I don't own The Giver...

Summary: Vamp/Angel fic, Jonas has been bitten by a vampire for some important reason, but he's not the only one hiding a secret. Asher's starting to act a bit strange himself. SLASH!

Chapter One: Midnight Stroll

The Receiver of Memories sighed as he sat on his bed. Earlier that day he had a fight with his parents.

He never understood why he couldn't stay at Elsewhere with Gabriel. It felt unfair to be taken away. Once he arrived there he felt like he was finally home but three years later he was immediately taken back to the Community because they said he was the Receiver of Memories and the Giver would be released in a matter of months.

Life so far, sucked for the teen, now that his paradise was taken away from him.

Jonas lay back on his bed as he thought back to the earlier fight...

-Flashback-

"I'm not taking the pill anymore," he said calmly, leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom. His parents looked at him like he had grown another head.

"What is wrong with you Jonas?" his mother questioned, "You've run a way to Elsewhere, you come back and now you've stopped taking your pill? Since when may I ask?"

"Why should I tell you? I can keep things to myself!"

"Number nineteen!" his father said harshly, "we are your parents! Ever since you came back you've been acting like we've been doing everything wrong."

"I can have my own opinions can't I?"

"Yes, you can but we don't appreciate you acting like this. You're stirrings obviously seem to be blinding you-"

"Blinding me!?" he took a step forward, "do you think, that just because I've stopped taking pills that my emotions are blinding me? It's made me become more human and no I will not apologize!" he hissed the last part.

Both adults seemed rather shocked and slowly regained their composure. "Now you listen to me Jonas," Mother said in a low yet testy voice, "if you continue to stop taking your pills then we'll have to report you to the Chief Elder and get a higher dosage for you, now go to your room."

-End Flashback-

It seemed like a short fight, but it was still a fight that made Jonas angry for some reason.

'I know they're my parents, or elders for that matter but why do they have to force me to do something I don't want to do?' he thought frustratingly, 'why can't I have my own freedom.' Then he remembered that he was in the community and not Elsewhere.

It took him a while to grow accustomed to the living habits of Elsewhere, but in the end he found himself living like them, maybe not eating like them but still having the same living habits.

Elsewhere was completely different from what he thought it would be, everything was so different that it was fascinating.

He sighed again and looked out the window. It was night and he was definitely not tired. The blond stood up and walked out of his dwelling silently, not wanting to see the plain walls and furniture for now.

'Gabriel would have been turned tonight,' he thought sadly as he remembered about the child. 'Too bad I won't be there.'

He walked along the street towards the park; barely noticing how the streetlights flickered slightly when he passed them.

If he was wandering around in the night before he even went to Elsewhere, he'd have been afraid of getting caught. But now that he learned a few things from the family he used the stay with, things seemed more alive at night.

He walked into the playground and lay back on the slide, looking up at the sky. 'No hope for me now that they've got every exit guarded,' he thought, hating the idea of not being able to escape again.

He reached in his pocket and took out a small rose shaped candy; he popped it in his mouth, savoring the sour cherry taste.

-

Asher sat up from his bed gasping for air. Once the oxygen satisfied him he tried to focus his vision in the darkness of his room. 'It can't be,' he thought frantically as he got up and turned on the light, quickly getting used to it.

The young man walked in the bathroom and washed his face before looking in the mirror. He sighed miserably and tried not to punch the mirror in his anger.

There it was, clear as day. Colors.

-

Jonas shot up when he heard the sound of a twig snapping. He got off the slide and crawled under it, still keeping an eye out.

There was rustling in the large clump of bushes and someone muttering angrily. Jonas backed away into the shadows, trying not to breathe too loudly or breathe at all.

A dark figure stumbled out. She cursed at her broken finger nail before looking around the playground. She was wearing a black trench coat over her sleeveless black shirt and black pants, her black combat boots looked slightly dusty and grass stained.

"Jonas?" she called quietly, "I know you're here, I can smell you."

"Brenda?" he crawled out of the slide and stood up dusting himself, before looking at his jet black haired friend, "what are you doing here? I thought they arrested you for-"

"I escaped," she looked slightly sheepish while the teen gawked in shock. "Look what those humans have done to you, you're clothes are so plain, and that hair!" she pouted before hugging him, "good to see you."

"Same here," he hugged her back, missing the hugs that he used to get, "but what are you doing here?"

Her happy face suddenly looked a bit afraid and serious. "You're not gonna wanna believe this."

"Try me."

"Agatha Winston, you know that weird yet accurate seer?" he nodded, "she said the oddest thing in the world," she tried to laugh but sounded nervous.

"What?"

"Well," she swayed back and forth a little and looked at the ground with her hands behind her back, "you see, she says that you were chosen to reunite the worlds of communities and Elsewhere back together."

"WHAT?" he laughed a little at the news. "Me? Reunite? What does she think I am? God?"

"No, but our kind is close to that, especially with a mix of the blood of Heaven."

"What are you saying?" he took a step back, eyeing his friend suspiciously.

"She says that you'll have to be turned."

"But I missed my chance when I was Gabriel's age!"

"SHH!" she looked around nervously, "I don't wanna go back to jail again."

"Oh, sorry," he lowered his voice, "is Agatha mad? I could die if I get turned."

"Well she's always a bit off her rocker but she's also always correct. Besides, you would only die if your enemy bit you, am I your enemy? Noooo."

"Why can't we just keep things the way they are?"

"Because if we're not united then there's the possibility of apocalypse, the core of the earth is already getting a bit restless, and the gods are getting angry with our separation."

"How can I unite them?"

"With the powers of my kind and heaven."

"Heaven? Where am I gonna get powers from there?"

"Your mate," she grinned cheekily as her friend blushed brightly, "Agatha said that your mate has the blood of heaven in their veins. You mate with him or her then you'll be able to get this lil problem out of the way."

"How would I know my mate?"

"You got a crush on anyone right now?"

"Well I always thought Fiona was quite attractive."

"You don't feel any other emotion? Just infatuation?"

"No, not really," he shook his head, "so would she be my mate?"

"No, if it's just infatuation then there's nothing beyond that. So anyway," she exposed her fangs making Jonas almost jump in surprise, "if you can't find your mate until you're seventeen then you do know the consequences right?"

"Yeah," he swallowed as he remembered a person he knew dealing with the certain consequence. "I'll try to find one."

"Don't worry, it's supposed to be someone who you've been friends with for a long time."

"Right," he nodded, rolling down the collar of his shirt slightly, "go ahead, do it," he closed his eyes tightly, wanting to get the pain over with. Brenda smiled sympathetically at him.

"Don't worry, I'll try not to make it too painful," she leaned down, sinking her fangs into the blonds neck.

He gasped in slight pain; it felt like two needles were injected into him, only they were thicker. He could feel his blood being sucked out, that was the only part he enjoyed, it was tender, and it seemed to calm his pain down.

Before he passed out, he could taste thick sweet blood.

Sorry it was short, review please? And please don't flame, moi is sensitive