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CHAPTER THREE
"I killed her." Cooper announced as Blaine walked down the stairs in the morning.
"I have a headache." Blaine groaned, desperate for a painkiller.
Cooper sighed loudly. He was finishing his cigarette, smoking close to a window in the living room. It was supposed to be a living room, anyway. That place didn't have much furniture. "She knew nothing. I got tired and gave up."
"Told you, you didn't listen." Blaine went to the kitchen and filled a glass with water. Her body was gone. His brother had gotten rid of it. Good, he did not want to have to deal with a body this early in the morning, and with a hangover. "Did you get any sleep?"
"No," Cooper moved into the kitchen, and swiftly grabbed Blaine's glass before the younger man could drink, forcing Blaine to get another glass for himself with a sigh. At least Cooper had taken a shower, Blaine noticed. His brother looked exhausted, but there was no blood on him anymore.
"God, Blaine... this case. We need to figure all this out, and fast. Something's going on. Something big." Cooper swallowed hard, staring at the blood that was still on the kitchen floor. "I heard from the hunters around the area that they think there are way too many vampires turning people. They caught nine on the act just this week. They've killed a lot of recently turned vampires too, like the one who attacked you. Can you imagine? All these vampires will need to eat, and a lot of people will die."
"Fuckin' hell," Blaine frowned. "What do you think is going on?"
Cooper shrugged. "I have no fucking clue. That vampire didn't know shit about anything. She was probably just some kind of slave."
Blaine looked down at his glass. He hesitated before he spoke again. "You went a bit too hard on her..."
"Blaine..."
"You did, Cooper." Blaine glanced at his brother. "You know you did."
"I needed information, Blaine. The case has gone cold! Excuse me for taking my frustration out on a murderous monster!"
Blaine let out a sigh. "I know that. You just-... I heard you laughing."
Cooper shrugged. "So what?"
"So what?!" Blaine raised his eyebrows. "It isn't supposed to be funny."
"Like you're so much better than me." Cooper laughed bitterly. "Are you going to pretend that you don't love using your machete to cut a vampire's head off? I've seen you in combat, Blaine... You're always having the time of your life."
Blaine looked away, crossing his arms around his body. "We're saving people..." He said quietly.
"We're killing monsters. It's not supposed to be pretty, it's supposed to be bloody. If you can't handle it, then just leave!"
"This isn't about me being not good enough for this, this isn't even about me! You're angry. I don't understand why you're so angry! You tortured that woman for hours!" Blaine exclaimed.
"It was a vampire! Not a woman, a vampire. It deserved all the pain it was feeling!" Cooper stepped closer to Blaine, narrowing his eyes. Why did his little brother have to be like that? Saying those things wouldn't help at all. "She hadn't been recently turned. She seemed strong. Which means she must have killed a lot of people. Innocent people, Blaine! Do you know why I'm angry? Because these fucking blood-suckers are taking over New York. Yes, she suffered, but getting one information out of her would help saving hundreds, maybe thousands of people. Don't you get that?"
"I get that, I do, but-"
"There's a war coming. And that vampire? We caught her turning a child, Blaine. A child! He was no older than eleven... a-and..." The older brother shook his head, looking down. "We had to kill him. H-he had no idea what was happening." He stopped. He had to control himself. He had to be strong.
"Coop.."
"Don't."
"I'm-"
"Just don't." Cooper grabbed his car keys. "I need coffee. I need to think."
"You need sleep-..."
"Here. Go grab us some coffee." He tossed the keys to his brother and left the room. Blaine was not going to insist. The conversation was over, and Cooper needed time.
Blaine started the car and drove off. Once again, his mind was a mess. The hangover wasn't helping at all. It was hard for him to concentrate and his head ached even more because of all the stress. He wished his life was easier.
He turned the radio on. Music helped him. It could always make him feel grounded and calm. Helped him think. God, he needed caffeine.
Being alone in the car and listening to some music felt really good. If it was a better day, he would be singing along. The traffic in New York didn't even bother him. He simply didn't care, he wasn't in a hurry like everyone else.
Blaine took one look at himself in the rear view mirror. He had completely forgotten to shave. Again. He needed a hair cut too, his curls were wild. With a sigh, he brushed his hair with his fingers. The light went green.
The hunter thought about his brother's words. He didn't realize how serious this whole thing was. When they moved to New York, he knew they would have bigger problems than the ones they had in Ohio, but he never thought that they'd have to fight in some kind of war.
And then there was that other vampire. The pretty one. As long as that vampire lived, Blaine was in danger. He knew that. The vampire had smelt and tasted Blaine's blood, so just one cut during a fight, and he would be able to track down the hunter from miles away. Blaine knew he couldn't trust a vampire, but after watching him cry... It was hard not to have a little mercy.
Trust. Mercy.
"What the fuck is going on with me?" Blaine muttered to himself.
Then another thought came to his mind. Why did he trust that vampire so easily? He felt embarrassed about being so naive, but... it also puzzled him. Why? That vampire was young, and he was beautiful and Blaine always felt bad when he had to kill recently turned vampires, but he had never trusted a vampire that much. Not since...
He heard someone honking at him from behind. The light had turned green again, but he hadn't noticed.
Blaine stepped on the gas, and turned right. He was going to go back to that same coffee shop. Maybe that vampire was stupid enough to go back after seeing the hunters there. His thoughts went back to that night.
He remembered how he had looked into the vampires eyes, those sad blue eyes that were begging to be held. But why did he feel the need to do what the vampire was asking him to do? It was against everything that he's ever done in his life as a hunter. He had put himself in danger on top of everything. It was a high price to pay, no matter how sad that vampire was.
It felt like that vampire had some kind of power over him. Was that even possible? He had never heard about vampires developing different powers. Vampires were almost immortal beings, that were stronger and faster than humans. They had heightened senses and they fed from drinking human blood. They were monsters. Merciless killers. Even that vampire was a killer, he reminded himself, but after watching that man cry, Blaine just couldn't let his brother find him and torture him the way he had tortured that woman. His brother was so hungry for revenge that he would end up getting in trouble, maybe even getting killed.
Those were the thoughts in Blaine's head as he parked the car close to the coffee shop. He got out of the car and as he walked to the shop, he spotted them. That woman... Rachel, and the vampire. They were just entering the coffee shop. Rachel seemed to be talking excitedly about something, while the vampire looked distracted. He was worried, Blaine noticed.
The hunter continued to walk to the coffee shop. He had made a decision that he just hoped he wouldn't regret.
They got in line and Rachel wouldn't stop talking about whatever feud she had with her teacher. Too bad Kurt wasn't even paying attention. He had been dragged to the coffee shop, because Rachel didn't want to go alone. It was too dangerous, Kurt knew it was, but he couldn't keep skipping classes or Rachel would get suspicious. His life was in danger, he knew it, but he also didn't have a clue what to do. Kurt didn't know how to be a vampire, he just wanted to keep living his life like nothing had happened... but, well, now he had a dark secret. God, he wished caffeine could actually help him right now.
"And then she said-... Oh my god."
Kurt looked at her confused. "She said 'oh my god'?"
"No, look!" Rachel was discretely pointing at the door. "That's him! The stranger who flirted with me yesterday. Wow, he looks good."
Kurt stopped breathing. That's it. He was going to die. He was trying to figure out how to escape from that situation. Fuck! The hunter was looking right at them.
"Hi, Rachel!" The hunter walked up to them with a big smile. He was pretending to ignore Kurt. Somehow, Kurt felt ever more scared. He took a few small steps back.
"Oh, hi!" Rachel smiled back, "good to see you again!"
"Very good indeed." This time the man looked right at him, and Kurt saw the smile turn into a wicked smirk. The vampire took one good look at the man, to make sure he wasn't carrying any weapons. The hunter was wearing a brown leather jacket with a white shirt underneath. He looked down at the pockets of the hunter's blue jeans. Kurt deduced that he was probably carrying a pocket knife.
"This is my friend, Kurt." Rachel introduced them to each other, not having any idea that they had already met, and not noticing how their eyes were already saying a lot to each other. Kurt wanted him gone, Blaine wanted him dead.
"Nice to meet you," The hunter offered him his hand. "You look strangely familiar. Have I seen you before?"
Oh, so he was going to play games. "No, I don't think so. I would surely remember." Kurt raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.
"Oh, he's a student at NYADA too, and my best friend." Rachel told the man. "You've probably seen him with me."
"Probably." The man said simply. Kurt watched them as they made small talk. His heart was racing as he feared for his life. That man wouldn't kill him right there, would he? No. But maybe he was waiting for the right opportunity. God, Rachel just stop talking to him! He tried to figure out an excuse to just go home. But what if the hunter wasn't alone? His brother could be right outside, ready to follow him home.
"I'll pay for your coffee, just go get us a table." The man said to them, with a big charming smile. Kurt almost scoffed. He would not be fooled. Rachel, however, fell for it. She thanked him, telling the barista that they'd would be getting the usual. Kurt felt her grabbing his arm and pulling him to an empty table. He unwillingly sat down with her.
"Isn't he so handsome?" Rachel said, with a grin, "And such a gentleman too."
Kurt had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. "Rachel, I-... I've never seen him at NYADA."
"So what? It's a big university. Lots of students..." Rachel shrugged.
"But... don't you think he looks a bit too different than all the other male students there?" Kurt wanted to find a way to make her not trust that man so easily. "We would have seen him before..."
Rachel raised her eyebrow. "I really don't get what you're saying."
Kurt let out a sigh. He was wasting his time. He knew he had to get away from there fast. Maybe he should just get out and face that other hunter, he was definitely stronger now, he could take one hunter. "Rachel, look... I-I think I should go. I had an appointment with-...I mean, I don't feel well, I-.."
"Hey, don't go yet." The hunter was right behind him. Kurt jumped slightly. The hunter kept making eye contact with him with a dark smile as he sat down, right in front of him, next to Rachel. "I want to get to know both of you."
"So what exactly do you do at NYADA?" Rachel asked, turning to the man.
"I'm a piano major." Blaine replied, handing them their orders.
That fucking bastard probably had done his research about NYADA, Kurt narrowed his eyes, watching him.
"Oh, that's amazing. I don't know how to play, but I'm an amazing singer." Rachel took a sip of her coffee to hide her smile. Kurt rolled his eyes this time, knowing his roommate, she was probably already fantasizing about the man playing piano for her to sing at their wedding. "We're musical theatre majors."
"Both of you? That's so great." Blaine was looking at Kurt again. "Your friend is quiet."
"Yeah, he's acting weird today," Rachel chuckled.
"Sorry. I'm not in my best mood, to be honest." Kurt glared at the hunter, "And I would like to be left alone, please."
"Kurt, don't be rude." Rachel called out.
"It's okay, Rachel." Blaine was smirking slightly. "I really don't mind. I've delt with worse than a bitchy mood."
Rachel soon started making small talk again. The subjects of the conversation were mostly about herself, and Rachel loved talking about herself. Maybe that's why she wasn't noticing how Blaine kept staring at Kurt. The vampire just wanted to disappear. He wouldn't let it show how scared he was, so he kept just drinking his coffee and pretending to ignore the hunter.
After a while, Rachel checked the time and sighed. "Do you guys want to head out to NYADA? We're still early, but I need to be a model student. I have a dance class with Cassandra July today." She said, putting an emphasis on her teacher's name.
"She's awesome." The hunter commented. Kurt smiled. First mistake. Every student at NYADA thinks Cassandra is a bitch.
Rachel frowned. "You like her? She's awful to me."
"Well..." The hunter took a sip of his coffee. He was probably thinking about what to say. "She is a good teacher, but she's not a very nice person, that is true."
"Right," Rachel nodded, but didn't look too convinced. "Hey, I never really got your name-..."
Her phone was buzzing. She took one look at the screen and let out a breath. "Sorry, I-I have to take this call." Rachel stood up and rushed out of the coffee shop. Kurt tensed up. Getting a call right now? So convenient.
Blaine watched her leave, not showing any emotion. His fake, happy smile was finally gone. Now they were alone. Kurt stared back at the vampire killer right in front of him. They spent about five seconds, just staring at each other, secretly scared of being murdered by the other.
"Nice to finally meet you. The vampire that almost killed me." The hunters voice wasn't as cheery as before. Now he was truly being himself.
"Almost. If I hadn't done that, you'd have killed me." Kurt replied, trying to sound more confident than he actually was. He raised an eyebrow. "You're a good actor, I'll give you that."
"Your friend is not the first one I had to trick to get information. But, thank you." The hunter smirked. That stupid smirk, Kurt thought.
"I'm stronger now, I'm not scared easily." Yes, Kurt was stronger now. He had to keep that in mind. The hunter made one swift motion to reach for the vampire's cup of coffee, and Kurt jumped in fear. Damn it.
Blaine let out a small chuckle. "I don't plan to kill you right now. If you want to try anything, go ahead. My brother is waiting outside. If he sees you, you're dead." Blaine lied, and drank the coffee. It was still half full. Blaine knew the vampire was only drinking out of habit.
"Can't we just go our own ways?" Kurt asked, letting out a breath.
"Oh, I wish it was that easy." Blaine took off the lid of the cup, so he could add more sugar. "If you weren't a vampire, I would let you go your own way, I have nothing against you. But you are a vampire, and it's in your nature to kill, I just don't wanna see more humans getting hurt."
"I don't want to have to kill you and I don't want to die..."
"I don't want to die, and that's why I have to kill you," Blaine replied.
"I'm not going to look for you. I just want you to forget about me!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Honestly," Blaine let out a sigh, "I want to do just that. I want to forget that you exist, but... I have two little problems. First, you're at the top of my brother's list. He's looking for you and he will find you eventually."
Kurt looked outside the window. "I thought he-..."
"He is outside, he just doesn't know you're in here. If he did, nothing would stop him from cutting your head off. He's very protective of me, and you tried to kill me."
"To protect myself!"
"And the other problem is," Blaine continued, ignoring Kurt, "You remember how my blood smells and tastes like. You're a big threat to me."
Kurt shook his head. "I'm not planning some sick revenge plan or anything, like your brother does."
"It doesn't matter." Blaine sipped the coffee again, and calmly looking out the window. "My blood is irresistable to you."
"Don't be so full of yourself, your blood doesn't taste that good." Kurt smirked. "I've tasted it."
Blaine clenched his jaw, looking right into Kurt's eyes. "You and your friend must leave. Now. It's the only way I can let you live."
"I can't walk out the front door without him seeing me!" Kurt exclaimed. "How can I possibly leave the coffee shop?"
"I meant leave the city. And I should warn you to cover up your tracks really well."
"What?" Kurt looked at him as if he were insane. "I'm not leaving the city. I study here," he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Just tell him to get over it."
"There's no point talking to my brother. I told him to forget about you, but he thinks I'm just scared. I'm not scared of you at all... In fact, if we weren't in a public place, I would probably try to kill you again." Blaine said, with more confidence.
Kurt let out a laugh. "No, you wouldn't. You couldn't kill me."
"Couldn't I?" Blaine raised his eyebrow, it was his turn to laugh. "I've killed vampires before. A lot stronger than you."
Kurt smirked. He felt powerful. "You trusted me and that almost got you killed, honey. You did that for the same reason why you can't kill me: you're soft."
"I am not soft!" Blaine raised his voice, slamming his fist against the table. Kurt jumped back, widening his eyes. "Yeah, I'm human! I have a heart! I'm not a monster like you! You're nothing but a killer!"
"Do you think I enjoy killing?!" Kurt hissed, finally admitting that he had killed a few people. He regretted it, but there was nothing he could do. He needed to eat.
Blaine clenched his jaw. "Ah, so you've killed. This comes as no surprise... I could have saved those people and I failed."
"You said it yourself, it's in my nature." Kurt said, ashamed. He hated that this was his life now.
"And that's why I kill your kind."
"Just so you know... we do have feelings." Kurt said quietly. He knew it was pointless to say that. That hunter had strong opinions about vampires, and they would probably never change.
"I never said you don't." Blaine looked down at his cup of coffee. "They just... Change."
Kurt watched him. There was something about that hunter's past that he didn't know. The hunter was lost in his thoughts until Kurt spoke again. "Why are you talking to me right now? Why are you asking me to run instead of killing me?"
The hunter seemed to be processing something in his head. "Because... I don't want my brother to get in trouble." He finally replied. "I want him to stop being so... I don't know. He's almost having fun killing vampires lately. It's not fun."
"Then maybe it's him you have to kill," Kurt said and laughed under his breath.
"You're the heartless one here." Blaine raised his eyebrow. "I wouldn't be surprised if you killed your friend when you get hungry later, and feel like eating a snack."
Kurt glared at him. "I am not heartless, and I would never hurt my friends," he hissed.
"And I would never hurt my brother." Blaine glared back.
"I can hurt him for you, sweetheart." Kurt smirked. Normally, he'd feel scared, but he was feeling quite confident during that conversation. It felt good.
Blaine leaned closer. "You're not helping me help you."
"I don't need your help," Kurt spat out.
"Well, then..." Blaine stood up and finished drinking the vampire's coffee. "I'll give you one week to disappear." He said, leaning closer to Kurt, threateningly. "One week, or I'll come back for you and kill you."
That night, Kurt got to his apartment after a long day and let out a frustrated sigh. He was tired of all the stress, and... hungry. Oh, no. Not again. He called for his roommate, but she wasn't home.
Kurt bit his lip, checking his phone. She hadn't left a message. He wondered if that hunter had figured out where he lived and had kidnapped Rachel. Okay, he was getting paranoid, but rightfully so. That hunter had just threatened him that morning at that coffee shop. Rachel was so naive that she didn't even find him suspicious at all, even after Kurt told her that he had just left without even saying anything to her, and again pointed out the fact that they had never seen him at NYADA.
"I have a bad feeling about him. Please, trust me on this, okay? Stay away from that man." Kurt tried to convince her. She simply told him that she didn't see any reason to distrust him. The man had been a real gentleman and even paid for their coffee.
He knew he had to figure something out fast. That man was earning Rachel's trust, and soon she'd give that man every information possible about Kurt. He had called the man 'soft', but the truth was: he had no idea what those men were capable of. They could have kidnapped Rachel.
The vampire was tired of being a prey. He was way stronger and more powerful than those hunters, and he wouldn't be the victim anymore. Like his father said, no one pushes the Hummel around.
Kurt needed to eat. It was getting harder to focus. He was still trying to understand how it all worked. At first, he tried to ignore his need for human blood, but it was impossible.
That day, he felt like he had completely lost control over his body. Like some kind of beast had taken over him. When he came to his senses, there was a dead body in front of him.
So then he tried to eat as little as possible. However, he was getting stronger, and his body needed more, and more human blood. He didn't need to eat every day, but at least once in every three days, or he could lose control and... What if he attacked one of his friends? What if he attacked Rachel?
He'd rather kill a stranger, that was the only choice he had. Kurt then decided to leave his apartment again. He needed to eat, and he was going out to find his next prey.
That same night, Blaine was waiting in the car outside an old apartment building.
I'm here. Come down! – B
He sent the text message and smiled. Blaine felt excited about going out with someone else rather than Cooper. His brother had finally fallen asleep after spending all day working on that case, so Blaine was excited to go out hunting with his good friend. There was a knock at his window and he grinned as he unlocked the door.
"I have missed going out for a hunt with you, Blainers!" The woman laughed as she entered the car.
Blaine chuckled. "Missed you too, Santana. You ready?" he winked and started the car.
"Let's go chop off some heads!" She smirked.
Thanks again for reading!
I'd just like to say that I love getting reviews and to me is really important because English is not my first language, so it's harder for me to write exactly what I'm thinking in my head. So I'd love to know what you guys think!
Another thing I'd like to say is, some characters in this story, like Cooper for example, are really dark. Kurt is still in the process of becoming a vampire, so later in this story he's going to get darker, and darker because... well, he's a vampire! Most characters in this story have killed and some of them love doing it. I hope you all like it! :)
