A/N: Hey guys! This is my attempt at making Jack Darby a vampire, in the Marvel universe. Just to be clear; I'll be crossing this over with Marvel. That way, I can cover all things in the comics.

Jack will know, and be acquainted with Blade. They will be fellow vampire hunters. But I'm gonna use the Blade from the film series; to give him a natural immunity to sunlight. Because I like the idea of him as the Daywalker, by being a Dhampir (a half-human half-vampire) instead of being bitten by Morbius, to do so. Based on the description above; the pairing will be between Jack and Miko. Miko will be a vampire; in case anyone was wondering. I mean, I can see it now. Two different Star-Crossed vampires, falling in love. But don't worry; I'll do my best to try and not make it like Twilight, The Vampire Diaries, or any other lame vampire media.

Oh yes! One more thing. Out of all the stories where Jack's a vampire; I've got a really good feeling about this one. I'm going to try really hard to make this not suck.

Now, let's zoom the cosmos!

Sometime, during the afternoon, in Las Vegas

"I don't know about this, Jimmy. I mean, I need a solid way to clear my debts. But what you're describing, sounds a little shady." Said a blonde man; with nothing but the clothes on his back. He was talking to a dark haired man, in a business suit. The blonde man had dark circles around his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. Mostly because he was a down on his luck man, in major debt. The Man in the suit, that he was chatting with; was a man who claimed he knew someone who could take care of his debt. But the guy in debt; had no idea what he was truly getting himself into.

"Look, Joe! You're a washed up race car driver; who became a nobody after losing all of your sponsors. And on top of that, you made some pretty poor investments, too. But the guy we're going to see, can take care of all that, in a day. It's a surefire thing, bro. But if you're not interested, I get it. Spend the rest of your days, worrying about the I.R.S. catching up to you." Jimmy replied to Joe, as he began to walk away. But at that moment, Joe stopped him; deciding to take him up on his offer.

"I knew you'd come around. Once you're inside, ask for a man called Robert McCullen. He can help you. You won't regret this." Joe and Jimmy shook hands. But what Joe failed to realize, was a strange glyph, on Jimmy's right wrist. Joe soon walked inside the building. "Or at least, I won't!" Jimmy said, in a conniving voice, after Joe was out of ear-shot.

That glyph on Jimmy's wrist meant that he was a human familiar for the vampires. But what Jimmy didn't know, was that he was being watched. On a rooftop, across the street; stood Jack Darby. A 16 year old boy, with dark hair, and blue eyes. He wore blue jeans, black sneakers, and a hooded leather jacket. He was spying on Jimmy, with binoculars.

"James Wilton. A.K.A. Jimmy the Weasel. It's been a while. Well, I'll deal with you, another time." Jack said, as he put his binoculars down. No one except for a select few, plus Jack's mom; knew that Jack was a vampire. This gave him acute superhuman senses. Case in point, when Jack heard someone running behind him, with his accurately sharp hearing. The individual tried putting him in a sleeper hold. But Jack grabbed him by the arms; and slammed him on the ground, with superhuman strength.

The man was of African-American descent; and wore a black leather trench coat. Dark sunglasses. A black Kevlar vest, and a sword, holstered on his back. "Well, it's nice to see you too, Blade!" Jack said to the famous vampire Hunter, with sarcasm. It was common knowledge in the vampire community, that Eric Brooks, otherwise known as Blade; was immune to the effects of sunlight. This was due to the fact that he was born half-human, half-vampire.

"Look, Blade! I don't know what this is about. But the sun's going to set, in a few hours. And I've only got one hour to get back home, for my shift at K.O. drive-in." Jack said, as he helped him to his feet.

Blade wore a sour look, on his face. He directed this look, to the young vampire, that stood before him. "I know what I'm capable of, Darby. I'm the Daywalker. Which is exactly why, the world can't afford to have two of us; running around during the daytime. Especially for vampires as green as you. You say you want to protect humans. But you're young, and inexperienced. Not to mention, you're just another vampire. So that begs the question, Darby. Why don't I just kill you; and get it over with? Even if you are a kid?"

Jack wasn't born a vampire. But he's been one, for a long time. Even though he was a daywalker, just like Blade; he was different than him, in almost every other way. This was one of, but not the only reason, Blade wanted to slay Jack. After having a look of annoyance, on his face, for almost half a minute; Jack finally decided to respond to his question.

"You mean, other than the fact that my mom would hate you forever? I found one of the biggest vampire hives. It's the same one that you've been looking for. And with Robert McCullen, right in the middle of it." Jack showed him a picture of a man, with ginger features; after finishing that sentence.

"Blade! You know as well as I do. That Robert McCullen, is the biggest vampire who immigrated from Scotland; just so he can bring power to his house of vampires, in America. Now, we've got him on a silver platter." After Blade processed everything he heard; he had a look of slight surprise. He then smiled at Jack.

"Well, why didn't you say so, from the start? By the way. Does your mom know what you've been up to?" Blade inquired.

"You do realize, that she's the reason I'm a part of this, to begin with? Jack replied. After the small talk was out of the way; they decided to team up, and take down this hive, together.

Joe was inside the building. It was a club, hosting a big party. It wasn't long till he found the person he was looking for, Robert McCullen, in all his glory. Robert was sitting on a black leather couch, in the lounging area; with two beautiful women, on either side of him. A brunette to his left; and a redhead to his right. "Um, Robert McCullen? I was told to come find you; for something involving a debt problem." It didn't take long for the gears in Robert's head to click.

"Ah, you must be Joe Maverick. I've heard all about you. Former race car driver; who lost all of his sponsors. You made some rather poor investments. Well, come sit down, lad! Tell me, what exactly is it, that you've heard about me?" Joe sat down, right across from the Scotsman. He began to explain what he's heard about him. Allegedly, Robert McCullen was some Scottish drug kingpin, in the criminal underworld. Joe first heard of him, through Robert's morally flexible lawyer, Jimmy the Weasel. But despite all of that; Joe was desperate enough to do anything to get out of his debt.

After chatting for a few minutes, Robert agreed to help him. But first, he wanted them to party. "Now, maybe you should take these fine lasses to the dance floor." Robert gestured to the beautiful women. With two beautiful ladies, wrapping their arms around him; how could any man say no? While everyone was dancing; some of Robert's employees pulled out some kegs. They attached hoses to the kegs; and sprayed them on everyone who wanted a drink.

But what was in the kegs, wasn't beer. It was something red. Joe could just tell, that from the sight, and scent of it; it looked like blood. Soon enough, to his shock; everyone had fangs. They all tried to take a bite out of him. They almost got him. But he was lucky enough; that everyone froze at the sight of the two individuals, who just arrived. Standing in the center of the entrance, was a black man, and a Caucasian teenager. They were both dressed in black.

"Here! You're going to need these, when the UV grenades go off." Blade said to Jack, as he handed him a pair of dark sunglasses. Jack didn't argue with that logic. He took the sunglasses, that were offered to him.

"Thanks, dude!" This was Jack's only reply.

"Okay people, let's try and wrap this up, quickly! I have less than an hour to make it home; before my shift at work." Jack stated to everyone. Jack and Blade started staking some of the vampires, with silver. This resulted in them turning to ash. They even shot some of them, with silver bullets. The vampires, again, turned ash. They even used the UV grenades; which were bright as heck.

But the real fun, was when Blade unsheathed his sword; and Jack's fingernails extended into talons. Blade slayed a lot of them, with his sword. Jack finished off the rest; with his bare hands, his vampire strength, and his talons. Soon, the only vampire left, was Robert. He began rambling on to Jack, in his Scottish accent.

"Darby! The abomination of the vampire race. Actually, I'm wrong. You're worse than an abomination. You're an aberration. I'm going to rip out your intestines. Turn them into haggis. Devour them; and then shite them out!" He shouted to Jack, as he charged at him. But before he got a chance to lay even a finger on him. Jack shot him in the leg, with a silver stake; pinning him to the floor. Robert was squirming, as he tried to get his leg free. This proved to be in vain.

"Bob, I'm real exhausted from always clawing you up." Jack said to Robert, while using the name Bob, as an insult. Jack then looked at Blade. "Hey, Blade! Can I borrow your sword, for a minute?" Blade gave him the sword. Jack swung it around, in his hand, a few times. Just to get the feel of it. "Thought I might try silver; just to spice things up!" Jack said to Bob, slicing his head off; and reducing his body to ash. Jack tossed the sword back to Blade.

"Well, Blade! It's been real. But I've got to get ready for work. Don't worry, though. I'll tell my mom you said hi. And you were right about those UV grenades. The sunglasses were good call. By the way. Can I keep these?" Jack asked, gesturing to the sunglasses. Blade didn't have a problem with that; since they were a spare pair, anyway. Blade and Jack gave each other a handshake, before parting ways.

Jasper, Nevada

With just a little time to spare; Jack made it back to K.O. Drive-In. Of course, it also helps, when you have certain vampire abilities, like his. Jack got himself cleaned up; and changed into his regular attire. This consisted of, blue jeans, black sneakers. A white long sleeve shirt; and a gray over shirt. The last thing Jack put on, was a small white hat, that represented his establishment. Soon, Jack began the daily routine of giving customers their order, through the drive-thru window.

Sure, the job was kind of demeaning; and it only paid minimum wage. But it helped put food on the table; for him, and his mom. Of course, the only other complaint he had, was the sunlight. Sure, Jack was a daywalker, just like Blade. But that didn't mean the sun didn't bother him, from time to time. An hour later; Jack was finishing his last shift. A pair of customers decided to insult him; just for having the job he had. Jack threw some insults back; but those snotty customers got the last laugh. They took the food, without paying.

It was moments like these, that sometimes made Jack wish; that he could metaphorically go full Dracula on them. Meanwhile, a blue motorcycle, with a pink trim; was driving down the road, with no rider. This particular motorcycle was Arcee. She was a member of the Cybertronian race; from the planet Cybertron. She was also a member of the Autobots. Arcee activated a hologram of a motorcycle rider, clad in leather. She drove into town. Soon enough, 2 shady looking purple sports cars; began following her, from behind.

Arcee looked in her rear view mirror, and spotted them. "Twins!" She said, with disdain in her voice. Arcee pulled into the parking lot of K.O. Drive-In; hoping to hide, until the heat died down. She saw in her mirror, that they seemed to pass her by. "Take five, Sadie!" She said, referring to her hologram; as she deactivated it, and set up the kickstand.

At that moment, Jack exited the building; with a pack, resting against his waist, He wore a dark hoodie; to protect himself from the Sun. His phone rang, causing him to pull it out of his pocket. When he answered it; his mom was on the other end. "Hey, mom! I just got off. No, I'm not going to the dance. Experience suggests I should never cut a rug; unless I'm installing carpet. Yes Mom, I have my lunch." He said, while looking in his pack. The pack acted as a cooler, for what was inside. It was meant to keep its contents fresh.

Inside, was a bag of blue liquid; that he used to satisfy his cravings. "Yes mom. I also have some of the real stuff too. Just in case of emergencies." He replied; setting his sights on the "real stuff" . The real stuff, being a bag of blood. "Be careful? Seriously? This is Jasper." Jack then saw a beautiful motorcycle, in the parking lot.

"I love you! Yeah, I love you too mom. I gotta run." Jack hung up his phone, and approached the motorcycle. Arcee saw him approaching her, in her rear view mirror. "Hello, beautiful! Where have you been, all my life?" Jack said to the motorcycle. "Nice!" He said, as a follow-up. He stroked the smooth leather of the seat. The next thing Arcee knew; Jack was sitting on her vehicle form.

"It may take a few K.O. paychecks. But I'm going to own a ride like you, someday." Jack said, with commitment in his voice.

"Are you talking to your motorcycle?" Some random redhead high school girl asked him. There was a blonde girl, standing right beside her. Probably her friend. They were both laughing.

Jack tried to think of the perfect excuse, fast. "My motorcycle? No. I mean, yes. Yes! It's mine, but no. I'm not talking to... Well to you...I, I am." Jack mumbled, in a failed attempt to sound cool. "How's things, Sierra? Take you for a spin, sometime?" Jack said.

Arcee adjusted her mirror towards Jack. "Come on, smooth operator! Wrap it up!" She said, in a hasty, but hushed, voice. She saw the same cars from before, approaching her, in her mirror.

"You, know my name?" Sierra asked. She did not recognize Jack, at all.

"We're in homeroom, together. I'm Jack. Jack Darby." Jack replied, hoping she would remember. Then the two purple cars shined their headlights on the group, surprising them. They revved their engines; and charged, right at them.

"Scrap!" Arcee replied. The girls ran away. Arcee, however, began driving away; with Jack, still on top. Of course, that only managed to freak him out. Motorcycles don't drive by themselves, right? Jack and Arcee sped down the street; with the cars in hot pursuit. "Do not let go!" Arcee instructed Jack.

"Who said that?" He replied, while they continued to evade the cars. They took a right turn down the street.

"Commander Starscream, Target sighted. Accompanied by a human youth." One of the cars said.

"Destroy them both!" Starscream said over the comms.

Arcee came to a stop, in an alley. Jack dismounted, and asked the burning question. "What are you?"

"I don't exist. Tell anyone about me; and I will hunt you down!" Arcee threatened. Since Jack was currently running for the hills; she guessed that her threat must have worked. Arcee began to drive away; when she saw one of the cars was still after Jack. "Scrap!" She cursed. She knew that she had to save him. Arcee turned around, and drove after them.

Jack was running as fast as he could, away from the car. But it was catching up to him, fast. "I don't even know her!" He said, in an attempt to convince them to leave him alone. It didn't work.

Arcee drove next to Jack, and shouted. "Hop on!" Jack did as instructed, and jumped on. They continue to evade them, down the street. But things got more complicated, when guns popped out of their hoods; and started shooting at them.

"Why are those guys shooting at us?" He asked the motorcycle.

"There's no us, kid. And they're no guys." She replied. Suddenly, a yellow sports car showed up, on the road. It helped them out, against the purple cars. This caught Jack by surprise.

"Friend of yours?" He questioned.

"Family." She responded. The purple cars tried to get past the yellow one. But the yellow car, just wouldn't let up. Unfortunately, one of them did manage to slip past him. Meanwhile, at the canal of the town; there was a boy, playing with a remote controlled, toy car. The boy had spiky brown hair, and wore glasses. Suddenly, he got a call on his phone. It was his mother. She called to check up on him. He told her that he was racing his toy car around. He then asked her for five more minutes, before he hung up.

Elsewhere, Jack and Arcee were still evading the purple cars, on the freeway. This went on, until they drove off the curb of the road; and headed straight for the canal. They jumped the gap; and landed in the canal, right in front of the boy. The boy was blown away by what he just saw.

"Whoa!" The boy said.

"You have no idea." Jack said back, while dismounting the motorcycle. Then the purple cars jumped off the curb, themselves; and transformed into giant robots, in midair. These robots were the Decepticons. The mortal enemies of the Autobots. To the two boy's surprise; the moment they turned around, they saw the blue motorcycle turn into a giant robot, as well. She didn't look happy.

"This ends here, cons!" She said, before rushing into battle. She began thrashing them, with some acrobatic, ninja-like moves. All of this, did not go unnoticed by the boys. The little boy asked what they were. But all Jack had, were theories. Such as, talking cars that turn into robots. Or maybe, it was the other way around. Arcee threw punch after punch, venting her frustrations. "This is for Cliff!" She shouted. But all the punches she threw, started to lose their effect. The con she was hitting, recovered quickly.

Arcee was now on the defensive. The cons began shooting lasers at her. She managed to dodge most of them; until one managed to hit her, knocking her on her back. This caused some concern from the boys. That yellow car, from before; jumped the bridge, and transformed into the Autobot scout, Bumblebee. Bumblebee landed on one of the cons; and threw a punch, into the other one's face.

Arcee rose to her feet; just in time to witness his prowess. Bumblebee took a few steps back. He heard a crunching sound. Looking under his foot; he saw that he had crushed the boy's toy car. Bumblebee gave some sort of apology, in his usual beeping sounds. The little boy accepted his apology. This distracted Bumblebee; and the Decepticons shot him to the ground. They armed their blasters, to the ready.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" The kid shouted. He didn't want the other ones to pick on him. This did not go unnoticed by the Decepticons. They now aimed their blasters at the him, and Jack.

"Please!" The kid said, in a scared tone.

"Bad call." Jack replied.

The Decepticons began walking towards them. They were now trying to destroy them. Jack had a disturbed look on his face. He had only one thing to say, at this moment. "Enough of this!" Jack used his vampire speed, to buy the kid some time to escape. He started attacking the Decepticons; and he told the kid to run. But the boy was too curious to run. By the time the two Autobots recovered; they witnessed Jack display incredible speed, and strength. Even if it was barely doing anything against the cons.

All anyone could wonder; was how it was possible for any human to do that. One of the Decepticons, swatted Jack away. He landed on the ground, hard. One of the contents of his pack, fell out. As the Decepticon approached; Jack saw him step on his bag of blue liquid. This caused an angry look on Jack's face.

"I needed that! You overgrown hunk of junk!" Jack used what little strength he had left; to get himself, and the kid, as far away, as possible. Once they were in the clear; Jack pulled a bag of blood, out of his pack. Within, what seemed like an instant; Jack chugged down the entire contents of the bag. Jack dropped the bag; and the boy picked it up. After getting a good look at it; and a good whiff of it. He came to only one conclusion, on what it could be.

"Is this blood?" He asked him

"Yeah. Human blood, to be exact." Jack replied, much to the boy's horror.

"What? Why would you need to drink human blood?" He questioned.

"Let's just say, I'm extremely anemic." Jack replied, in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"Okay. Well, how did you do all of those things? And more importantly, what are you?" The boy questioned.

"Look, kid! You seem like a smart little fella. But, do yourself a favor; and forget you ever saw me. You'll live longer, that way. Now, I've got to get home; before I get hungry, again." Jack said. The boys then went there separate ways. Meanwhile, back at the canal; it seemed as if the Decepticons were winning. That is, until a green SUV pulled up; and transformed into the big green Autobot, Bulkhead. Bulkhead was a former wrecker. That meant, that he was one of the toughest Autobots around.

"Who's ready to rumble?" Bulkhead said. All of the sudden, the Decepticons felt as if they were outmatched. They no longer had the numbers, to win this fight. So, they decided to scram. When Arcee asked what took him so long. Bulkhead had only one reply. "Traffic."

Autobot Base

Arcee and the others, were currently briefing Optimus, on today's events. "And the cons would have been scrap metal; if I hadn't been distracted by the human." Arcee stated. This peaked Optimus's interest.

"Human?" Optimus murmured. Bumblebee then responded, in his series of beeps; while holding up two fingers. "Two boys?" Optimus responded.

"I guess a second one caught us in action. I don't know. Was a little busy, at the time." Arcee clarified.

"If the Decepticons are targeting us. Anyone perceived as our ally; will be at grave risk." Optimus spoke. But before any more orders could be given; Arcee had one more thing to mention.

"Optimus, there's something else you should know. One of the humans, the older boy. He displayed some sort of, superhuman ability. I can't explain it. But he was stronger, and faster, than most humans I've seen. It's almost like he wasn't human. At least, not entirely." Optimus was intrigued by everything she mentioned. But he decided that explanations on that matter; could wait until another time. All that mattered, now; was guaranteeing the safety of those boys.

Jasper high School, the next day

Jack walked down the steps of school; preparing to head home. He walked past an Asian foreign exchange student; that was lounging around the school's entrance. Jack stopped in his tracks; and began to sniff the air, for a moment. Using his enhanced sense of smell, he caught the scent of something he was all too familiar with, vampires. "Nah. Must just be my imagination." Jack said. Honestly, what would vampires be doing in Jasper, Nevada? Jack spotted that boy from the canal. Turns out, his name was Rafael Esquivel. Or Raf, for short.

He was 12 years old; and yet he was in high school. He skipped a few grades; due to how intellectually gifted he was. Jack approached Raf. "Raf! Hey! Look, let's just keep this between us; and forget anything ever happened, okay? And please, don't mention anything about the blood, either! People really don't need to know about that." Just then, Bumblebee pulled up, in his vehicle mode. This caused Raf to get excited. Jack, on the other hand, was worried. He didn't want this to happen again.

Jack thought that Bumblebee wanted them both to get in. But according to Raf, he only wanted Raf to climb inside. Jack asked how he knew that; and Raf told him that it was because Bumblebee said so. This surprised Jack. Despite the fact that Bumblebee only spoke in beeps; Raf could understand him. Raf then pointed to the blue motorcycle, in the parking lot; and told him that his was over there. Jack didn't think this was a good idea. But before he could talk Raf out of it; he climbed inside Bumblebee's vehicle form, and they drove off. Jack gave one last look to the motorcycle; before walking in the opposite direction.

Meanwhile, the Asian girl, from before; was sketching Arcee, in her sketchbook. "Coolest bike, ever!" She said. Then her phone rang; with her host parents, on the other end. "Host parents? Ignore. Besides, it's almost time for me to take my medicine." She said, as she closed her phone. She got back to sketching. But when she looked up, the motorcycle was gone. This caused her to release a sigh of annoyance. She then saw the motorcycle drive around the corner of the school; and decided to give chase.

The motorcycle followed Jack, to an alley, behind the school. She then began to explain why she was there. "Relax! I just want to talk to you."

"Don't you mean you, and your new friend?" Jack responded, gesturing to the biker, that was now riding her. Arcee deactivated the hologram of the biker; before speaking to him again.

"Kid, there's a lot you don't understand." She said.

"No. I get it. I get it. The first rule of robot fight club; is you don't talk about robot fight club. What you need to understand. Is that I don't want a bunch of crazy talking vehicles; following me around, trying to get me killed." Jack replied, while walking in the opposite direction. Arcee then transformed, behind him. She took a kneeling position. Arcee couldn't afford to call it quits. Not with his safety at risk. So, it was time to take a different approach.

"Look! Jack, is it? Your personal safety; is exactly why Optimus Prime has requested your presence."

"Wait, Optimus who?" He questioned.

Arcee came a little closer, continuing to elaborate. "You may be in danger. Because you are one of the few; one of the only, who have ever seen us."

"Dude! What are you waiting for? Go with!" They looked up, to see who said that. Surprisingly, it was that Asian girl, from before.

"Scrap." Arcee lamented. Now she had to take her with them, too. Sometime later, Bumblebee, and Arcee; were driving down the road to the Autobot base. The girl was riding on Arcee. She was sitting behind Jack. One thing was for sure. She had a set of pipes on her. Made apparent, by her chants of excitement. Unfortunately, since Jack had enhanced hearing; he was getting the full sound of her excited voice.

"And why exactly, are we taking her?" Jack questioned Arcee.

"Rules." Arcee responded. But then, right before they approached the base; she had an important question to ask him. "By the way, kid. You never did tell me how it was, you did all those things at the canal."

"Trade secret." He said. They drove up to a big mountain; causing some concern from Jack. Until the side of the wall opened up into a door. They drove into the base; and were amazed at what they saw. Lots of cool technology, plus the green Autobot, Bulkhead. There was also a red and white Autobot; with a less than thrilled look on his face. This other Autobot, was Ratchet, the team's medic. The kids got off/out of the Autobots; so they could transform.

"I thought there were two." Ratchet said, referring to the fact that there were now, three human children.

"Haven't you heard? Humans multiply." Arcee said, with sarcasm. The kids began to introduce themselves to the Autobots. Apparently, the girl that came with them, was a foreign exchange student, from Japan. Her name was Miko Nakadai. As soon as she met Bulkhead; she bombarded him with questions. Ranging from, what kind of vehicle he could turn into. How much he weighed. If he liked heavy metal. The last question she asked; was if he ever used a wrecking ball, as a punching bag.

"So, if you guys are robots. Who made you?" Raf questioned.

"Please!" Ratchet said, with sarcasm. Typical humans. Only they would think that other people made them.

Soon, bigger footsteps were heard. The kids turned around, to see a massive robot, with red and blue armor. This was the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime. "We are autonomous robotic organisms, from the planet Cybertron. Also known, as Autobots." He told them. Jack asked him why they were there. Optimus told him they were there to protect their planet from the Decepticons. After that, Arcee clarified that they were the Jokers who tried to kill them, last night.

Jack then asked, why the Decepticons were here. Optimus replied that it was because of their planet being ravaged by centuries of civil war. When Raf asked why they were fighting a war; Optimus told them it was because of energon. The life force of all Cybertronians, no matter their allegiance. Optimus then went into further detail, about their world's history. He even told them about his former ally, Megatron. His once friend; who became consumed by his own greed. Optimus soon finished the history lesson.

"Is there going to be a quiz?!" Miko said, in a bored tone.

"So, what does Megatron; or any of this, have to do with us?" Jack asked Optimus.

"Megatron has not been seen, or heard from, in some time. But if his return is imminent, as I fear; it could be catastrophic."

Before anything else could be said; Jack caught the whiff of that familiar scent again. But this time, it was more potent. Almost as if it was in the same room as him. Jack began to focus his sense of smell; and block everything else out. He turned his head towards Miko; and started sniffing in her direction. Of course, this began to really freak her out. "Ah, excuse me! But, what exactly, is it; that you think you're doing?" She asked him. Once Jack was done; he opened his eyes, with a less than pleased look, in his eyes. Jack grinded his teeth; just at the mere sight of her. He knew that scent, all too well. He didn't like it.

Jack firmly grabbed Miko, by the shoulders. "You reek of Homines nocturnae!" He said, right before pinning her against a wall. Everyone, including Miko, asked him what was going on. "She's a member of the Homines nocturnae." He looked around the room; and saw that no one understood his meaning. So, he let out a sigh of annoyance, and then clarified. "A vampire." He said. The Autobots asked what vampires were. Raf went into detail, on the myths and legends about them. Of course, Ratchet found it highly unlikely. Even Raf thought that it was impossible for them to exist.

"No! They're very real. I know, because I've slayed a few of them, myself. And I know you're a vampire. Because I can smell it. But there's something different about you. You don't smell like a regular one. So, that begs the question. What kind are you?" Suddenly, Jack's eyes turned blood red. His teeth took the form of fangs. His nose began to flatten; becoming bat-like, in appearance. His skin became slightly pale. His ears began to take on the appearance of bat ears. Finally, the fingernails on his left hand, sprouted into talons.

Jack put his right hand, under her chin, before speaking. "Okay, Nosferatu! There's a second set of talons, that are going to come out; unless you start talking. And you're going to start; by telling me what you're doing in Jasper, Nevada." The way Jack looked now, made the gears in Miko's head click. She never met him before today. But she had heard rumors, about vampires like him.

"You're one of them!" Miko said, while pushing Jack off of her. "I've heard rumors about your kind. You're freaks of science. Created by the progenitor of your race, Michael Morbius. You're a Pseudo-Vampire." She stated; taking up a fighting stance.

"How dare you! The proper term, is Living Vampire. I find that other phrase, greatly insulting. No matter how accurate it is. But enough talk. Let's get this over with!" Jack said, bearing his fangs. As well as the rest of his Living Vampire features. Miko also showed her fangs, and vampire eyes. A fight broke out, between the two different vampires. Each of them were trying to slay the other. The fight lasted for about a minute and a half; before the Autobots separated them.

Optimus then decreed, that there was to be no bloodshed, of any kind, in the base. They were not to harm each other; regardless of the differences in their species. The Autobots released them from their grips, once they calm down. "Fine! But I saw you walking in sunlight. Which means, that you're a daywalker. And I don't think vampires are capable of engineering an immunity to sunlight. So, you're a Dhampir. Aren't you?" Jack inquired.

"A what?" Miko responded.

"A Dhampir. A half breed, between, humans, and vampires. Of course, all the literature about them; tells stories about them being born between the Union of male vampires, and human females. Whereas, stories about female vampires, pairing with human males, are rare." Jack educated her.

"Very educational." She said to him, with surprised.

"I do my homework. But I only know of one other Dhampir. My ally, Blade." After hearing him say that; it made Miko forget her immediate hatred towards him. It was then replaced with excitement.

"Wait, you know Blade? I know Blade." She said to him.

"Oh really?" Jack responded.

"Yeah. Who do you think gave me this?" Miko then pulled out a kit, with some vials of chemicals. Jack's seen that before. It could only be one thing.

"That's the synthetic blood serum, Blade uses. Isn't it?" He asked.

"Duh! He's been helping me satisfy my cravings for blood. He's also helped me keep a hold of my humanity. I owe him everything. Besides, it beats the alternative; like feeding on the blood of the living." She stated.

"You're preaching to the choir! It's real cute, that Blade shared his serum with you. But look what I got." Jack pulled out a bag of blue liquid, from his pack. "You know what this is?" When she didn't answer; Jack took that as her response. "It's artificial blood. Provided to me, by the man who taught me how to satisfy my cravings. Michael Morbius. He even gave me the formula. Now, I can make it at home."

"You know it's not a competition, right?" Miko said.

"Whatever." Jack spoke, with a bored voice. A beeping sound was heard. Jack rolled up the sleeve of his shirt; revealing a watch, that was set to remind him to take his artificial blood. Coincidentally, an alarm on Miko's phone went off, as well. A reminder, for her to take her serum. "What are the odds?!" Jack said, with sarcasm. Jack tore open the bag; and drank the artificial blood, satisfying his hunger. As for Miko, she had to inject the serum into her neck, with a syringe.

It was very painful. But since she, nor Blade; had the inhaler option. This was all she had. On the bright side, Jack finally knew someone other than Blade; who was in a similar, if not the same boat as him. This person was also in the same age group as him. That meant, in a way; Jack would finally have someone to talk to, about all this. Raf couldn't believe what he was hearing. Vampires were real. On the other hand; at least now he knew, why Jack needed to drink blood.

Aboard the Nemesis

Soundwave, the residence spy Master, of the Decepticons, approached Commander Starscream. He uncovered a concerning transmissions, on his video screen-like face. "Those transmissions are emanating from deep space." Starscream proclaimed. He turned to face Soundwave, and spoke again. "I would hate to waste the energon. Unless, you are absolutely certain." Soundwave gave a simple nod, as his response. Starscream gave a simple sigh.

"Then lock on transmission coordinates; and activate the space-bridge." Starscream said, to one of his subordinates. The subordinate manning the computer, pushed some buttons; doing exactly as he was ordered. Meanwhile, somewhere in space; a space-bridge activated. A silver jet exited the portal. It then changed into the form of Megatron.

"Decepticons, I have returned!" Megatron declared.

A/N: Gotcha, didn't I? You guys thought I was gonna make Jack a real vampire, didn't you? But instead, I decided to make him a Pseudo-Vampire. Or, as some of you may know; they are called "Living Vampires." Look, I know this probably isn't what any of you expected. But, I just couldn't resist. I know that not a lot of you guys (or anyone for that matter) like the movie "Morbius".

Honestly, I can't really blame you. There was so much to be desired; and so much that could have been done, with that movie. I hope some of you noticed that, I chose to make Jack the kind of Living Vampire; that can change from Human, to vampire form, and back again. Just like the vampires in the "Morbius" movie. Instead of always being stuck looking like Morbius did, in the comics

But, believe it or not; to a certain degree, I actually liked that movie. Truth be told, Morbius is actually one of my favorite Spider-Man villains. I also love how he was a vampire, via science. I mean, honestly. What sci-fi geek, wouldn't find that cool? Up until last year; I had no idea, that the only bats to drink blood, were vampire bats. But I guess, you really do learn something new, everyday.

Furthermore, I have no idea what color artificial blood, really is. When I googled it, it actually, came in a variety of different colors. But it was blue, in the movie "Morbius". So, that's what I'm going with. This also brings up what I have to say next. Artificial blood is a thing, in real life. I know this, for a fact. Again, I googled it. I know I said I was going to use the "Blade" from the movie franchise. But I meant, mostly, the part where he has an immunity to sunlight; via his half breed nature.

Everything else, I think I'm going to use from the comics. I definitely don't want to use the Dracula, from the movies. The one from the comics, maybe. I still can't believe, in the comics; that Blade only became a daywalker, because he was bitten by Morbius. That just seems, a little unfair. I also didn't think that Blade would ever have any kids, let alone a daughter. If none of you fellow fans already knew that, then spoiler alert!

By the way, the part where Blade tried to surprise attack Jack; only for him to land on his rear, with Jack saying. "Well, it nice to see you too, Blade!" I got inspiration for that, from "Spider-Man Web of Shadows" . It was inspired by the scene, where Wolverine tried to attack Spider-Man. I suppose it's also no secrets, that for the fight scene, at the beginning; I also took inspiration from the first "Blade" movie. In case some of you think I misspelled the synonym for poop, by writing shite, I didn't. I actually saw some people on TV say the word "shite" ; and one of them was Scottish.

P.S. The name for half breed between human and vampire, really is Dhampir. There really are stories in literature; about them being born between male vampires, and female humans. However, stories of female vampires, mating with male humans, are rare. If you don't believe me, see for yourself. It's all on the Wikipedia.

This is your resident rookie, Cloud Prince J'onzz, signing off.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

STAY COSMIC!