"Aradia, I'd like your assistance," a short blonde vampire called out to a younger, but taller, brunette girl.

"What do you need, Aranea?" The younger female, Aradia, responded. Aradia had been dead for more than four centuries, and though Aranea was only about forty years old, Aranea still held superiority. Aranea, in fact, had egged on the beginning of the vampire come back.

"Eridan informed me that it is time," Aranea said, her face stone. "I need you to help me control him. No one knows death like you do."

Aradia nodded. "He has been through much. I can control him. Take me to his cell."

Aradia was in fact the caretaker for the creature the two spoke of. The creature trusted Aradia.

Aranea pushed her white cat-eye framed glasses up her nose. She swiped her blonde bangs out of her face. She led the older, but younger, vampire to the basement of the old FedEx builing they hid in. The two walked down the empty, silent hallway towards a door that read, "KEEP OUT!"

Aranea twisted the handle and opened the door, closing it behind herself and Aradia. Aradia stepped over empty soda cans and bowling pins to a large figure huddled up in a corner.

"Gamzee," Aradia whispered, reaching out her hand to touch the lump.

The figure shuddered in response, and as Aranea looked closer, she could see that the huge lump was a pile of twisted arms and legs with a torso and a head.

The figure which Aradia had called Gamzee uncurled himself and stretched out, revealing a long, lanky body covered by a black T-shirt and black polka-dotted pajama pants. Gamzee lifted his mop of black hair to reveal his face, which bore three long scratched caked with dried blood over a white-painted face and gray makeup around his lips and eyes. He looked up at Aradia with violent indigo irises.

Aradia held her breath. We're going to go out, Gamzee. Come on."

Aradia held out her hand to Gamzee, and he took it hesitantly. Gamzee stood, revealing his great height, which took Aranea by surprise. He stood at least six feet and five inches tall.

"Holy arachnids," Aranea whispered.

Aradia led Gamzee out the room. "Now, Gamzee, you are not allowed to hunt until I say so," Aradia told Gamzee sternly as they reached the door to the outside world.

Gamzee nodded, tightening his grip on Aradia's hand. They walked into the dim twilight, stepping on the sidewalk.

Gamzee blinked at the purple light that blinded him. He allowed his eyes to adjust as he stumbled after Aradia. He whipped his head around to look at everything, anything he could. The lit street lamps glowed orange on the pavement. The buildings were old and worn.

Finally, Aradia stopped in front of a closed gate. It said, "CEMETERY."

"You're going to catch foo here," Aradia said, forcing Gamzee to look into her dark red eyes. "Bring them back dead or alive, it doesn't matter. But bring them back with blood, for the rest of us."

Gamzee nodded, understanding. Aranea unlocked the gate and allowed Gamzee to roam inside. Gamzee staggered past gravestones, not quite sure what he was looking for. His fangs poked his lips, reminding him how thirsty he was. He should've grabbed a Faygo.

He sniffed the air in hopes of being able to smell the thing he was looking for. Gamzee smelt the crisp wind, the autumn pumpkin spice mixed with remnants of destruction.

He began to stalk across the rows of headstones, stopping in front of a mausoleum. He looked up at it, unable to read the fancy lettering.

A new smell entered. One that smelled...delicious. It had a rusty metallic smell...Gamzee recognized it. It was food.

Gamzee closed his eyes and followed his mental map towards the smell. Leaves crunched under his feet.

So close...

Gamzee had trouble not tripping over headstones, but managed to close in on the smell.

"What the Hell is that?!" Gamzee heard a voice gasp. His eyes flew open.

There was a group of humans...and...a vampire with them, undercover. But it didn't matter. It'd been so long.

Gamzee stumbled on his feet to the group.

"Is that a vampire?" A small blonde whispered to her burly companion. He nodded to her.

Gamzee grinned, showing off his fangs. "Honk," he whispered. He leaped forward towards a brunette boy and attacked his neck. Gamzee tackled the boy to the ground and poked his venomous fangs into the boy's skin. The boy screamed in agony.

"John!" A woman with blonde braids screamed. Gamzee looked up at her and recognized her as Meenah, the nemesis of Aranea. He crawled off the John boy and ran to Meenah in the blink of an eye, slashing at her face with his uncut fingernails. Meenah gasped. Suddenly the small feline girl was on his back, choking him. Gamzee gasped and shook her off, causing her to fall and slide on the ground, hitting a gravestone. The vampire one ran to Gamzee, pouncing on him and pinning him to the ground.

Time seemed to slow as Gamzee looked at the raven haired vampire on the side of the humans. He had gorgeous crimson red eyes that were visible to Gamzee through brown contacts and sported bags underneath the bottom lid. His skin was porcelain white, fragile like fine China, and a cute button nose, dotted with freckles.

"Honk," Gamzee murmured, his indigo eyes widening.

"You douchebag!" The vampire yelled, kneeing Gamzee between the legs. Gamzee yelpe and crumpled under the other boy's body.

Gamzee thrashed under the vampire's body before hearing, "there's another one!" Gamzee looked up to see the cat girl charging after Aradia.

"Aradia!" Gamzee screamed, throwing the handsome boy off of him. Gamzee ran to the cat girl, grasping her arm. He caught her by surprise, causing her to continue running. She let out a piercing yowl of pain, and Gamzee realized he gripped her back too hard and had pulled her arm out of her socket.

A large sweaty black guy charged at Gamzee, fury in his eyes. Gamzee ducked as the man lunged at his throat. The guy hit a tree and fell unconscious.

Meenah and two other blonde hunters, one with black triangular glasses and the other all dressed in pink, jumped at Gamzee, surprising him. The pink girl was on his head, Meenah pinning him to the ground, and the male with sunglasses pressing a blade to his neck.

"Where are they?!" Meenah yelled.

Gamzee didn't know how to respond. "Honk," he cried. He felt confused and scared, not knowing what they wanted. All he was told was to get food. All he was told was to survive.

"The other vampires! Answer me, goddammit!" Meenah slapped him, flakes of dried face-paint flying off

"Honk! Honk!" Gamzee screamed, thrashing the pink hunter off of him.

"Damn!" The girl groaned.

The male began to press the blade into Gamzee's trachea. Gamzee gasped, feeling a new feeling. Pain. He was usually so numb...

"HONK!" Gamzee screeched. He saw the vampire on their side, lying on the ground. That surely must be who they meant. He pointed to the vampire.

Meenah's head spun around to look at the other vampire. "You accuse one of our own?! How low do you filthy blood sucking mutants get?!"

Gamzee winced at the harsh words. The other vampire groaned and sat up, rubbing his head. His contacts had fallen out to reveal his candy red eyes. His fangs had popped out. They seemed to be retractable. Gamzee pointed again. The male looked up this time and gasped.

"Karkat..." the male whispered. Meenah looked up and gasped as well. Her face went pale. "Oh my cod, Karkat!"

The vampire whose name seemed to be Karkat looked up and his eyes widened. "Meenah! Dirk! It's not what you think, I swear!"

"You've been giving them information all along, haven't you?!" Meenah screamed, tackling Karkat. "How'd you even get in the church?!" She began to choke him with the handle of her strife specibus, a two-ended trident.

"Honk!" Gamzee yelled, pushing the blonde male away. He pushed Meenah off of Karkat and slammed her into a tombstone. He grabbed her shoulders and repeatedly slammed her into the slab of stone until she fell unconscious. Gamzee turned to Karkat, who had a shocked look on his face.

"Holy Hell, you maniac!" Karkat screamed, scrambling away. Gamzee grabbed him.

"Honk!" Gamzee cried.

"You're not a goddamn clown, you shitmanot!" Karkat stood, glaring. "I'm not like your kind. I-I don't...I'm not soulless! I'm not a vampire!"

"Honk," Gamzee said softly. He gently picked up Karkat.

"W-What the fuck are you doing?!" Karkat gasped, thrashing in the other boy's arms.

Gamzee began to walk away with a tight grip on Karkat.

Ooohhh :o

So, I hope y'all are okay with GamKar for this fic. This is like...my only GamKar fic, because they're mostly my OTP for moirails, not matesprits. GamTav for lifeeee!

So, I'm definitely doing DirkJake and JohnDave, those were my original plans for that xD I was also thinking Aranea/Meenah, and implied TavJade, and Rosemary (of course), and maybe CottonCandy, and implied Cronkri and implied Kurlin, and perhaps EriSol. I'm not sure how I feel about that ship.

That all cool? Cool! Leave me comments w :D ^v^

I also have a Campstuck idea I'll be posting soon with all my OTPs, so...check that out as soon as I actually post it xD Yay!

Love ya~