Rationally, Blaine knew Kurt wasn't really dead, but watching Wes snapping the boy's neck and letting the body fall, carelessly to the floor, filled him with a blinding rage. Wes casually stepped over the body and shoved the younger vampire against the wall.
"Pull it together, Blaine! We don't have much time!" The Asian growled, his Other bleeding through. "How much do you recall of your turning?"
The curly haired vampire snapped his fangs at him. Sighing in frustration, Wes slapped him across the face. "Blaine! This is important! What do you remember?"
Blinking as the room came back into focus, Blaine shook his head. "Not much. Blood. Sex. More blood."
Wes nodded as David slipped up behind him, placing a comforting hand around his mate's waist. "Kurt will be out of it when he comes back. He'll need human blood, and he'll want sex, and then you'll need to feed him your blood again. Then he'll need to sleep for at least 24 hours. Hopefully when he wakes up he'll be able to tell us who attacked him."
Blaine nodded, calmer now. A popping noise came from the body on the floor as the oddly bent neck began to heal.
David looked on in shock. "He's already healing, I've never seen it happen so fast. Blaine took almost two hours before he began to heal!"
Wes nodded. "You took almost as long, love. I've never seen a turning happen so fast. I could sense the Other was strong in him. It's as if he was destined to be one of us."
The four vampires watched in fascination as the boy's body healed the broken bones in his neck. A sharp inhale was the only warning they had before the eyes flew open. There was no trace of blue or green, the irises solid black. His mouth opened on a hiss, and a pair of razor sharp fangs flashed in the dim light.
"Blaine, you have to help him feed." Wes whispered softly. "You are the only one who can control him right now. The fire has drawn everyone from their beds. You'll have to lure someone away from the crowds. Bring them back here. We need to let some people see us to avoid suspicion, especially since the fire started in Kurt's room."
They all nodded. Trent and Thad left first, followed shortly by Wes and David. Blaine went to Kurt's side, pulling him to his feet. The pale boy hissed at him, flashing his fangs again.
"Kurt," Blaine spoke softly. "You have to keep your fangs in until we have someone for you to feed from. You can't let anyone see them. Do you understand me?"
His only answer was a whine, and the mouth closed over the sharp teeth. The dark one smiled and kissed his cheek. "Good vamp. Let's go get you something to snack on."
He lead the new vampire back through the woods to the edge of the crowds, searching for a likely candidate. He spotted Nick near by. He started to lead Kurt over to him, but saw Jeff slip up to the other Warbler, whispering in his ear. He had two options, he could search for someone else, and take the time to enthrall them, or he could draw Nick to him and have him bring Jeff as well. It might be good to have two boys for Kurt to feed from. In the state he was in, he could possibly harm the younger boy.
He influenced the dark haired boy, who enticed his boyfriend, drawing him into the woods. Blaine waited a few minutes, allowing a few other boys to spot him and Kurt before leading the porcelain skinned vampire back towards the gate house. He spotted the blond and the brunette kissing as they slipped into the old house.
He made certain Nick kept the other boy occupied as he entered silently with the young vampire in tow. Instinct kicked in, and Kurt slid up behind the blond, smiling at Nick as the Warbler slid his boyfriend's shirt off.
Jeff was startled when Kurt leaned into him, mouth finding the pulse point in his long throat. The blond would have pulled away, but the combined effect of Blaine's enthralling whisper, Kurt radiating desire and hunger, and Nick's hand cupping him through his jeans had the other boy arching back, giving both Kurt and Nick better access to what they both wanted.
Nick freed the taller boy from the confines of his pants, palming him as he leaned in and kissed the other side of that exposed throat, even as Kurt's new fangs pierced the flesh. The blond was panting and bucking in pleasure.
Blaine watched the three boys, his Other rising, but not pushing for control. He moved closer, sitting beside Nick on the couch. The younger boy murmured as the dark one ran fingers through his hair, sitting back as Blaine leaned in to lap at the blond's throat. Unable to control himself, he slid his fangs into the unmarked side of Jeff's throat. With a cry of pleasure, the tall boy came in his boyfriend's hand.
Kurt released his fangs from the flesh, instinctively licking at the wounds to heal them. Blaine pulled back a moment later, They leaned in front of the dazed boy to share a kiss, tasting the blood on each other's lips and tongue.
Hints of midnight blue began to seep back into the pale one's eyes as he turned to Nick, licking his lips. He remembered the taste of that one. He leaned in and bit into that familiar throat. The younger boy moaned and writhed under him. Kurt fed deeply, the flavor of the other boy's blood addicting.
"Kurt, enough. You're taking too much."
The young vampire growled when he felt himself being pulled away. "No! More! Need!"
He tried to pull away from the strong arms holding him, needing more of the younger boy's blood. Surprisingly, Jeff reached out and pulled Blaine back, allowing Kurt to once more sink his fangs into the other boy. The blond guided Blaine's mouth to Nick's wrist, and the scent was so enticing, the dark one felt the compulsion grip him, and he sank his fangs into the brunette Warbler. Both vampires were so lost in the blood lust, Neither of them noticed the blond boy's smirk, or the smile the brunette gave him.
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Wes and David made their way through the crowd as the all clear was given for the boys to return to their rooms. They overheard the fire fighters talking to the Dean, who had arrived not long after the emergency vehicles.
"...confined to just the one room. No one was inside. It appears to have been an electrical fire, possibly faulty wiring."
The two vampires shared a look. At least they wouldn't have to tamper with anyone's memories to explain away the fire. Something didn't seem right, though.
David voiced the thought that was chasing around Wes' mind. "If who ever enthralled Kurt meant to kill him, wouldn't he have set fire to the bed, or doused him in gas and made certain he burned?"
The Asian vampire nodded, still lost in thought. "We need to find out who it was, whether they were one of us, or a witch. No one else would have been able to put him under with the Other so strong in him already. And what does Jeremiah have to do with this?"
As the two boys continued to talk, Trent approached. "I've found something you aren't going to like."
"What is it, Trent?" The older vampire asked, frowning.
"I've discovered something about one of the other boys, something that got missed when I screened him when he first arrived."
He held out a file folder to the other two vampires, frowning. Wes took it, and David read over his shoulder.
"Damn it!" the darker boy swore. "How did we miss this?"
"His grandmother was one of the most powerful witches on the continent. If he has half her power, he could have used a glamour against us." The older vampire thought for a few minutes. "I'm going to check on Blaine and Kurt. You two see if you can find him. And warn Thad."
Wes made his way to the gate house silently, peeking in through the window. He saw Blaine laying on the couch, the pale vampire draped over him as they ground together, kissing, hands caressing each other. They didn't seem to be in any danger. There was no sign of the human Kurt had fed on, and Wes couldn't sense anyone else around.
He was taken completely by surprise by the attacked from behind, fangs slipping into his throat. His cry of shock quickly turned to a moan as he fell into the thrall of the other vampire.