Alan is a Catholic vampire who is attempted to kill himself when he meets the pseudo-angel known only as Jacob. Before long, the unlikely pair is drafted by a mysterious man whose goals are shrouded in mystery. The two end up becoming the man's employees, gaining all the premium bonuses that come along with doing so.

The Plusses of Working for an Immortal

Chapter 1: The Meeting of Yin and Yang

I do not own the Marvel franchise or anyone else the group meets (meaning that there MAY be crossovers, I doubt it though)

Alan was in awe as he walked beside Jacob. Just being in his presence made Alan feel good, and almost made him want to be alive. The older boy was about a head taller than Alan and had seemingly gold skin along with bright blue eyes and fluffy, bleach blond hair. The two hadn't said anything to each other since they had started walking. The two looked eerily similar in the shadows that partially covered them as they walked through the alleys of the 'bad' part of town.

"Um...any place in particular you're thinking of taking me?" Alan asked, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence. As he looked at Jacob, Alan had the strangest feeling that his acquantence was not as holy as previously though. The blond's eyes had an almost predatory look in them that told Alan that Jacob was, while not holy, pretty powerful. Said 'angel' glanced at him with a wry smile.

"You look like a kid who needs a few drinks."

"Drinks?"

"You'll see when we get there." Jacob replied mysteriously. Alan opened his mouth for a response, but decided to wait for the surprise, thus allowing another silence. However this one was slightly briefer.

"So, no offense or anything, but do you usually go around attacking priests?" Jacob asked. Alan's innocent red eyes suddenly turned into a full-on glare as he stopped. Jacob continued walking and the only sign that he even cared about Alan's annoyance was a slight glance backwards. Soon Jacob was barely a spec and Alan was looking around at his environment. He had never been to this part of the city and he had never been good with directions. However, it didn't take a genius to figure out that Alan was in the bad part of town. Neon signs featuring dirty names and the smell of liquor overwhelmed his senses now that Jacob was gone. As he continued walking back to where Jacob had found him, he noticed quite people stumbling out of clubs struggling to walk in a straight line and he also noticed multiple men striding out of the clubs with drunken women hanging on their arms and was disgusted.

"So that's what he meant by drinks. God save these people." Alan said as he continued walking. It wasn't long before he realized a horrible fact, and it wasn't that he was lost. Worse than that was the thirst that was beginning to tingle his throat. He cursed and then quickly said a quick prayer for forgiveness. He could smell the blood of everyone close to him so well that he could pick the drunk ones from the non-drunks with ease. Just then, a particularly wasted pair walked just in front of him. Alan let out a moan of wanting. And then, almost magically, the thirst disappeared.

"Hungry kid?" Came the barely familiar voice of Jacob. Alan quickly turned around to see the blond 21-year-old with a cocky grin on his face. Alan just stared at him stunned.

"H-How did you that?" Alan asked in awe. Jacob didn't reply but instead walked off. As he got further away, Alan could feel his tongue get drier and ran to get closer to this enigmatic new stranger. Another awkward silence ensued as the two came closer to Jacob's destination, a club named Asgard. Even from about thirty feet away, Alan could hear the pounding club music and smell the alcohol in everyone's blood. He gave Jacob a look of both disgust and hesitance.

"Kid, you're a pale little kid wearing all black. Trust me, you'll fit in." Before replying, Alan looked down himself. In actuality, he was wearing all blue, but the darkness of the night along with the shadows cast by the glowing signs made his clothes seem black.

"I'm not worried about that. I don't drink." Jacob looked at Alan incredulously, but quickly returned to his normal casual expression that just as quickly turned into a scoff.

"Why not?"

"I'm not at the legal age yet...What?" Alan snapped when he noticed Jacob failing to supress a laugh. He shook his head in order to relieve the slightly mocking smile on his face.

"Are you kidding me kid? You were just about to kill a Catholic priest, yet you're not going to drink because you're underage? Kids these days." Jacob said nonchalantly. Alan let out an irritable sigh.

"Will you let the priest thing go?" The Vampire hissed. Jacob shrugged.

"Yeah I guess since you asked so kindly. Come on." The blond urged. Alan hesitated and looked at Jacob uneasily. But just looking at Jacob removed all doubt from him. He had the strangest feeling of calm and euphoria just looking at his new companion.

"Um...are you an angel?" Alan asked as the two neared the club. Jacob let out a laugh as they entered the building. Alan twitched when the loudness of the music hit him. In the bottom of his throat, he could feel the thirst, but Alan had found that the closer he stayed to Jacob, the less the thirst affected him.

"No, not an angel. Just a mutant freak." Jacob answered, although Alan could barely hear him. There was something in the air that made concentrating difficult. Then Alan realized, looking around at the swaying people in the room, that nearly everyone in the club was high. Although by the time this fact registered to him, he was high along with the rest of them. Then everything went blank.

Well, yep, that was the club scene. Disappointing as it didn't come out as exciting as I wanted it to. The whole chapter didn't really...hm...anywho, I hoped you liked it