Title: Vacation : - Vampire
Summary: The Bladebreakers, All Starz and White Tigers take a break after the Russian Championships in rural Russia. Little do they know there is a surprise lurking for a certain team?
Warning: Slight goriness, Horror
Pairings: Lots…some unexpected and claimed by me :P
Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade

Damn. I'm on a roll with this so far. But with my constant updates comes boredom. So I probably won't write anymore once I get up to a certain point to have a break.

Enjoy the constant updates cause they won't last long.

"No Steve Please! Don't tell him anything!" Michael yelled, grabbing Steve's wrist.

Steve looked round again, "But…there might be something wrong,"

"Wrong? Wrong!" Michael laughed, "Does it look like something is wrong with me?"

Steve acknowledged me, "Er..no. But Mike, just to be sure,"

Michael looked at him, uneasy. Maybe Steve was right. But he just didn't want to be blamed for something he might not have done.

He simply nodded and gulped before undoing his shirt. Steve nodded back and walked out. Once he was gone, Michael made a break for it.

He snatched as many clothes and stuff he needed to escape from this place as quickly as possible before Steve came back with Bruce. He knew this was wrong. But it couldn't be helped.

Once he had all of his stuff gathered into a bag and quickly made his way out of the castle. Sneaking past Bruce's door as he went and then running to the double doors to the outside.

"And where might you be going?"

He turned round, startled. It was the waiter looking at him ever so curiously with a tilted head. He was smiling wickedly down at him.

"What do you want?"

"Why…I was just merely wanting to know where you are going," He stated simply, gesturing at the bag with his hand.

"I'm going for a picnic. That alright with you!"

"By yourself? Don't you think those woods are a tad bit dangerous for a little young man like you?"

Michael scowled at him, "Shut up and leave me alone," Before he turned round and headed out. Slamming the door angrily. Who does that…vampire think he is anyway?

He ran, in to the dense forest. Tripping up on mere twigs and rocks as he desperately tried to get away. In his slight panic and confusion he hit a large rock in front of him.

He grasped his knee in agony before falling into the cold snow. He looked to the side where the rock was and growled at it before saying, "God damn rock!" And bashed it again this time, with his bag.

Just as suddenly as he stood up, a flash of pain hit him in the head and neck.

"I'm glad to see you already want my company,"

- - - -

"Yeah Bruce he should be right in – here," Steve looked around the empty bathroom with Michael no where in sight. And it definitely looked like he hadn't had a shower either.

"Shit," Was all Steve muttered as he picked up Michael's crumpled Pyjama's off the floor.

"No matter Steve. We can test this clothing he was wearing. And I guess that's it right?"

Steve nodded, "But…what if he's...you know - ,"

"Panicked and ran off. Don't worry he won't get far in that weather," He noted and walked out to his own room to study the clothing.

However, Steve looked worried. He was worried because he and Michael promised just to be sure. But now, he had ran off and to top it all off, Bruce wasn't even worried at all about it.

- - - -

"Who are you? And what do you want from me?" Michael yelled through his pain.
"Your power and my name...is irrelevant," He placed his hand out in front of, right over the boy. Then suddenly, slowly, began to clench his hand.

Michael howled even more in pain, "What are you…doing to me?"

Before he knew it, he (Michael) was flung into the nearest tree by the power of the man behind him. The man then stopped and looked at the boy with a devilish smile.

"I want…to know your name," Michael choked,

"Not like it will make a difference but…my name is Karkoff," He grabbed Michael's shirt at its hem and tore it right down the middle, "And you…my boy, are what I need,"

"What you…need?" Michael then curled up to the tree as the man slowly approached him. Michael gasped, he had…fangs! He was right! This place did have vampires!

"Shit! You fucking stay away from me!" Michael cried, trying his best to crawl away.

"You know it is pointless running away. You are already mine," He lifted his hand up once more and Michael was dragged back to Karkoff, "Look at yourself, boy. It is already happening,"

Michael was breathing harshly before he looked down at his chest. All his veins…were now a deep shade of purple. And a weird shaped object implanted in his chest. He touched it, curious to know what it is but the Karkoff stopped him.

"That is how I control you. And touching it. You are signing you own death sentence," Karkoff smiled down at the boy before going down to his own level.

"Why me for your stupid plans!" Michael asked, disgusted.

"Cause you, my boy, are one of four with a lot of power which I need," Karkoff replied, stroking the boys face, "And you are my little puppet on a string to get that power I need,"

"Fuck off! I won't be used for your…ahhhh!" Michael hissed and Karkoff had his hand raised right in front of the purple kite shaped jewel and twisted his hand menacingly.

"You will listen to me as long as you have that jewel," He growled lowly, while releasing his hold to let Michael relax once more.

Michael hid behind his fringe before saying, "What do you want me to do?"

I will get repetitive strain injury at this rate. I can see it happening now.

Oh and by the way, I have a new one shot coming. Its another Steve/Michael called 'Naturists at work' lol I'll leave your imagination for the story though.

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