A/N: WELL HELLO MY FRIENDS. It's been a while, and I do apologize for that. I've had inspiration in every area EXCEPT this fanfiction, which sucks majorly. But I'm back now so I hope this update is alright. -_-;

If this update is lame, please forgive me. Thor and the Avengers have taken over my brain so I'm kinda focused on that…

Soundtrack: Orchestra cover of 'ET' by Katy Perry by an Unknown Composer and orchestra (it drives me crazy that I can't figure out who it is. D: ) ; Don't Wake Me by Skillet

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Last time…

Ezekiel was going to be executed.

Isaac felt like he was having a heart attack. His chest was constricting painfully and he couldn't breathe.

Ezekiel was going to be executed.

Time slowed down as Isaac slowly shifted his vision to the vampire below.

Priestess touched his shoulder but he didn't respond as he stood and walked down the stairs, following the guards out the door and back to the prison.

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The world passed by in a haze. The people's faces in the streets were blurred, their voices sounding like they were in a tunnel. Isaac knew why they chose to crawl out of their holes in the walls. They were here to see the vampire who had tried to destroy their City; to see him paraded down the street like Jesus Christ carrying the cross.

It was revolting, and Isaac found himself hating them. Hidden beneath his hood, he glared at them; mentally rained curses down upon their heads in as many languages as he could think of at the moment. He knew in actuality it would do nothing, but somehow it helped him cope.

When he finally dared to look up, he saw the menacing gates of Aconite Prison rise up in front of him, the great black doors dwarfing himself and the group in front of him. As they swung open with a deep groan, Isaac heard himself groan as well. They were one step closer to Ezekiel's death; something he'd rather not think about presently.

He followed the guards down the hall to Ezekiel's room. Once they had entered the room, one of the guards punched Ezekiel in the face, while the other kicked him in the stomach, sending the vampire to his knees with a cough. Isaac strode forward and jerked the two guards away by their collars, sending them sprawling to the floor.

Standing over them, he whipped off his hood, revealing his burning gaze.

"Such actions will not be tolerated here." He watched as the guards flinched at his dark tone.

"Now get out." He growled. The guards quickly scrambled to their feet and all but ran down the hallway. The door slid shut and Isaac fell to his knees in front of Ezekiel, gingerly cradling his face.

"Oh Ezekiel." He said breathlessly, taking the corner of his robe and dabbing Ezekiel's bleeding nose. The vampire snorted, causing more blood to gush out.

"Quit fussin' over me, I'm fine." He grumbled but Isaac ignored him, touching all over the vampire's face and making helpless sounds, feeling the numbness in his soul giving way to despair and anguish.

"Why? Why did you do that?" He asked, his voice cracking. Ezekiel didn't meet his eyes.

"They're going to kill you now. Do you understand?"

"Yea."

"Then why—" Isaac stopped short when Ezekiel's eyes snapped up and stared him down angrily.

"Because I won't stand for bein' told that GOD can help me. It's because of GOD that I am the way I am." His face contorted into a painful sneer. Isaac fought the urge to recoil from the ugly expression on the handsome face.

"When I was in that hive, with vampires crawlin' all over me, diggin' into my flesh like it was some kind of dessert, I called out to God with all my might. But he didn't answer. So it's no secret what I think of God nowadays."

His anger once again spent, Ezekiel's shoulders slumped and his eyes drooped slightly. Isaac hooked an arm around his waist and helped him stand, leading him over to the bed and sitting him down easily. He then knelt down to take Ezekiel's boots off.

"Isaac, stop that. You're not my servant." Ezekiel said gruffly. Isaac looked up at him, his blue eyes filled with sorrow.

"You've done so much for me already. Please. Let me just this once do something for you." The human's voice pleaded, and as Ezekiel stared into the depths of his eyes, he found he couldn't argue or even say no. When his gaze dropped, Isaac removed his boots then stood back up and took off his hat and coat, setting them down on the bed.

Ezekiel continued to stare at the floor, looking for all intents and purposes, exhausted. His eyes were dull and his face was blank, devoid of anything but resignation.

It looked wrong; so incredibly wrong and it killed Isaac to see it. He grabbed Ezekiel's face and kissed him. HARD; so hard that he tasted blood, which might have been from the cut in Ezekiel's lip, but at the moment, it didn't matter.

Ezekiel paused but then started to kiss the human back as if his life depended on it. He hauled Isaac up and into his lap, holding the blonde man's thighs and crushing their bodies together.

The kiss was full of desperation and pain, all tongue and teeth. Isaac finally broke down, curling into Ezekiel's chest and sobbing, while the vampire rubbed his back and cooed soothing words in his ear. When he attempted to talk, his voice cracked in all the wrong places, betraying just how shook up he was over what was going to happen.

"I can't lose you… not again." He sobbed. Ezekiel held him tighter, making it hard to breathe but Isaac didn't care, so long as the vampire kept holding him.

"I tried so hard to keep you safe. I really did." He was still sobbing even when Ezekiel sat back and held his face gently as he cried.

"I tried so hard, but I failed again." He said, his eyes an electric blue from crying. Ezekiel shushed him gently.

"Darlin' don't you think for even one second that this is your fault, 'cause it ain't. I said those things and got myself in trouble. You didn't do anything."

"That's what's so frustrating; I didn't do anything." Isaac said, his voice strained and angry.

"They sentenced you to death and all I could do was sit there like a bloody moron. I should have said something—" Ezekiel put a finger to the human's lips.

"Even if you had said somethin', I would have told them to ignore you. I will gladly die if it means keepin' you safe."

There was a gentle knock at the door so Isaac got off of Ezekiel's lap. After a few seconds, the same guard that had been outside the cell when the Clergy guards had arrived entered, looking at Ezekiel cautiously.

"Forgive me, Father…" The younger man hung his head, looking ashamed.

"But I couldn't help but overhear…" He jumped slightly at the growl Ezekiel directed at him. He put his hands up.

"Please hear me." Isaac put a hand on Ezekiel's shoulder, calming him momentarily before looking back to the guard.

"Nicholas wasn't it?" Isaac said. The guard nodded.

"Yes sir. I beg you to forgive me for eavesdropping, but I do believe I can help you both."

Both of the older men raised an eyebrow; Ezekiel his right one and Isaac his left one. They were so perfectly in sync that it stunned Nicholas for a second.

"Well? You gonna speak?" Ezekiel barked. Nicholas glanced at the door before whispering.

"I believe I can get you out of here undetected."

Isaac took an eager step forward and Ezekiel stood up.

"How?" The vampire said, some life coming back to his eyes. Nicholas looked at the door again.

"There are secret passages in the City that only I know about. They lead outside the walls."

Isaac finally smiled.

"Is this the truth?" He asked hopefully. Nicholas nodded.

Isaac strode forward and kissed Nicholas' forehead.

"Thank you so much." He said, smiling from ear-to-ear. Nicholas blushed lightly but smiled back.

"I can get you out later tonight, before Black Hat's execution tomorrow morning."

Ezekiel's eyes were glowing once more as he smiled, showing his fangs.

"Perfect."

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A/N: A longer chapter as an apology. :3

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