Title: Vacation Vampire
Summary:
Warnings:
Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade
Pairings: Many

Another chapter of this is going to be done and dusted right after my little Michael/Steve one shot. Thanks to all the people that have reviewed the story so far and thank you for your support. I really appreciate it!

Karkoff is my own OC character to use in this fiction. So don't steal the guy. Just ask. 

On with the fic!

"Do you really want to know?" Karkoff replied, looking down at the young teens face wondering whether did he really have the guts to do what he wanted him to do.

"Yeah,"

Karkoff leaned into the boy next to his ear and said, "Kill,"

Michael gasped, shock written all over his face with the thought of being able to kill, "...Why?"

"I need you and your other team mates power to become invincible,"

Michael cursed under his breath, "I won't do it,"

"You have no choice," Karkoff reminded him eyeing the jewel up inside Michael's chest.

"Kill them, and I will spare your life. But all your power belongs to me, Karkoff bargained.

Michael looked up to him. How could he kill the friends who had been caring for him and looking out for him like any friend would? How could he be as selfish to allow their lives to be taken while he survived with the guilt?

With pain and all out guilt he replied, "Fine. I'll do your job. But the bargain…"

"The bargain will be kept. However if you fail your job I will have no choice but to kill you for your behaviour," Karkoff hissed lowly, before he turned to walk off into the shrub.

"Hey wait! What do I do now?"

Karkoff turned and looked at the teen, "Do not go back, but hunt for them. Trick them if needs be to get them alone,"

Michael didn't understand what he meant by hunt for them until a picture of his team mates smiling faces came to mind. He simply nodded and let Karkoff walk away from him. Leaving him to dwell on his thoughts.

- - - -

"This…blood. It's nothing like I have ever seen before," Bruce studied the screen before him as signals of an unknown blood type flashed up on the screen.

"Hello Bruce I brought you some coffee," A woman with medium length blonde hair came in to greet the man with a tray of coffee and biscuits.

"Thanks," Bruce thanked Judy before sipping some coffee.

"It's no problem," she smiled at him, than looked at his screen, "Oh. What are you doing Bruce?"

He settled his cup back down, "Just checking some blood samples,"

"Whose?" Judy asked curiously.

"Michael's. Steve came to me this morning saying that Michael was covered in blood. Though Michael took off before I had the chance to ask him,"

"Oh. How come I was informed?" Judy eyed Bruce suspiciously.

"Couldn't find you,"

"Don't think you can fool me," Judy replied playfully.

Bruce laughed, "Nothing passes you now does it?"

Judy shook her head before looking down on his level at the laptop's screen.

Bruce took in the closeness and uncomfortably tried to shuffle away from her to the other side. Though he couldn't resist a look at Max's mother.
Judy noticed this and turned to face Bruce a look once so serious now so seductive as she leant into to kiss him. But before she could reach his lips the laptop in front of them beeped loudly, startling them both.

Bruce studied the screen closely as he read the details, "Bloody Hell,"

"What is it?"

"That blood. Its not human…it's saying its vampire," Bruce looked up at Judy with shock written all over his face.

"But...it can't be!" Judy sounded just as flabber gasted as Bruce did.

"It can. I have just done a retest. Its saying the same results," Bruce replied to Judy.

"Oh Michael," Judy mumured, worrying for the young teen, "Does this mean?"

"It might. Only if he has actually drank the blood of the vampire or it went into any wounds he might have had than yes, he is a vampire," Bruce cut in.

Judy gasped and took a step back before a tear made its way down her face.

Bruce looked up to her with a sympathetic face and got up to comfort her. He hugged her tightly, until she pulled just a little away from him to look into his brown eyes. Bruce looked deeper into her eyes, losing all trail of thought as desire seeped into his head. They both leaned into each other as lips met in lust.

Both of them couldn't resist each other much longer. Hands flew all over each of their bodies like they were trying to catchup on what they had lost.

Guilt hit Bruce as he pulled away from Judy lips and body, "We can't. Charlie," (A/N: A name for Max's dad. Just made it up out of randomness)

Judy looked at him sadly before stroking her hand across his cheek and leaving the room.

Omg! The plot deepens! A little shorter than where I usually end chapters but its fine.

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