Oh bite me, Sucker (Kyux & Confusion)

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Boy vampire x Boy vampire

It's November and the big village town Grand Falls is slowly being covered with the chilliness of the upcoming winter. The town is surrounded by a huge forest, and of course, the town is named after the great falls that are hidden between the high oaks inside the forest. In this town, traditions all the way back to the 18:th century still rule the life of the friendly citizens. And most of the families in this town has ancestors that has also lived their whole life inside the village. Some families are... a bit strange. A bit different. A bit dangerous.

The Grand falls University might not be very big, but the school is famous all around the U.S for their high class, polite students and well educations.
But as mentioned before, most of the teachers are familiar with the students since most people know each other in this town. But suddenly, a brand new face appears. A new teacher. Everyone is curious about him. Who is he, and why did he choose to come to Grand Falls?

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Teacher only: What subjects does he teach in?

Student only: What is he reading to become?

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Name: Alexander Holzman

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Height: 173 cm

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Student only: Studies history, science, english, math and research.

Bio: The Holzman family originate from the norths of German. But when people found out about them being nothing else then blood thirsty beasts they were forced to escape. After traveling around for years, the family finally settled in the US. In a small, poor village town. Here they decided to start over again. So Holzman family and some other families founded Grand Falls and a few centuries later the town was bigger and more famous then ever before.
Alexander was born after his sister and his brother. As a child, he never really learned how to control his bloodthirst. The family sometimes bought blood, anonymously of course, and fed on. But often they just learned to feed on animals instead. Alexander never learned. He was a problemic child, getting blackouts and then waking up covered in blood with animal guts spilled out around him and not remembering what happened. He also happened to bite a few children during his childhood, but since his parents flattened out his fangs in his younger years no one thought he could be a vampire, just a strange little kid.
He was kind of always the outsider during his schoolperiod, he was shy and stayed away from the other children. He was afraid of them, and afraid of himself wanting to chew on them.
His father and mother wanted him to follow in their footsteps of taking care of the town so they told him to aim high in his studies. Or rather, forced him to.


Personality: Alexander is the silent, laid back kid that are often lost in thoughts. He wanders around in a haze and takes time to think and overanalyze about almost everything. He's not the most clever type when it comes to math even if he often pretends like it. He might bark at you like a scared dog but he is actually a real sweetheart.
He doesn't really like to be in the center of attention, he's actually really shy. He once had a girlfriend in high school, but she lost interest in him since he was too shy to make any moves on her. Plus, she thought his fetisch for necks was odd. He tried more then once to bite her.



Other: Despite his sweet looks, he's a vampire. A young and unexperienced one going berserk on animals since he can't control himself yet. His family doesn't know about it since he always sneaks out to hunt and then wakes up the day after and can't remember almost anything.

[Kyux]

Name:Anthony Jon Sokolov

Age: 26(Says he is 26, actually much older.Around 130 or so.)

Gender:Male

Height:180.4

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Teacher only: Teaches history,(Mostly of World wars and civil wars around the world).

Bio: Anthony was born in Moscow in 1894. Anthony was the second child of his parents, having an older brother whose three years older than him. He and his brothers were rivals. They hated eachother ever since they started to speak and understand eachother. Both of them were born as vampires to vampire parents. Anthony was recruited to the Red Army in Russia, fighting both World Wars. He liked fighting for his country, in fact he was a great patriot of Russia untill Stalin became the dictator, then, him and his family immigrated to America. When Anthony came to the US he changed his name from Anton to Anthony to make it sound more local. Up until now theres a slight hint of a Russian accent in his voice.

Personality:Anthony seems like a calm intellegent man when in fact he only acts that way when teaching. Out of his job Anthony is a real... Party Animal. He likes to go to parties, to have fun with his friends and lovers, even though he doesnt have that much friends, lovers isn't a problem for him thanks to his good looks. He is sarcastic and funny, but can be also very serious when needed.

Other:
•Anthony is a vampire who feeds on animals, he has a wonderful control in his thirst and nobody ever found out about him being a vampire.
• Anthony is BiSexual. He likes both sexes, saying that :"It doesnt matter who you do as long as you have fun!"
• Anthony fought both world wars, thats why he likes teaching about them.
• Anthony has around six scars from th wars, and a large one on his back.
• Anthony acts like he does because he says that it's about time for him to let loose and have funaftertaking part in two wars.

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Be-beep, be-beep, be-beep.
The noise woke him up, he groaned as he felt his body ache. His mouth felt odd, sticky and dirty. He tried to move his tounge over the dry areas and a odd, and very sweet sensation told him that the liquid that had dried out his mouth, was blood.
He instantly sat up, and stared around him. He was sitting in a small hut with hay covering the floor. But it was not only blood that covered it, there was also blood, fur and glistering bowels. He instantly felt sick. He stared at the dead bunnies for a long time, feeling sorry for them, and feeling sorry for him. He had had a blackout, again. It had been a while since the last one, three months. He thought that he had finally gotten everything under control. He was wrong.
He couldn't remember anything from yesterday except that he had left his crazy roommate to go out to the conviencestore and some snacks.
Seems like I found something else to eat. He thought, and covered his mouth to not vomit. He felt so so sick as he looked at the mess he had made. The bunnies were all dead, and not only were they spread out on the floor, they also covered his new jacket. Alexander wasn't too fond of blood and bowels, even if he in another sick way loved it.

Be-beep, be-beep, be-bee-"Hello?" He picked up his ringing phone from the hay and answered. His voice sounded hoarse.
"Yo! Where the fuck have you been?!" Sergio yelled instead of saying a nice and comforting "hello". Alexander couldn't blame him for screaming, the poor bastard had probably been worried sick when Alexander hadn't come home last night. But he still didn't like the screaming, it made his throbbing head throb even more. He sighned.
"Ah. Sorry. I stayed at a friends place." Alexander lied, he didn't really have any friends.
"Then why didn't you, you...you know what I don't care. Do what the fuck you want. You missed math. History is starting now."
"Shit!" Alexander swore inside his head, before apologizing again and hanging up. He was so fricking late. He had missed a class. Shit!
He leaned against the wall and stood up and let his sight stop spinning before he left the hut. The sun pierced through his eyes, he squinted and groaned. He felt like piss.







( I'll make a pretty post later)

[Kyux]

"Yeah, uh huh.... Alright then... I had a wonderful time with you too....Sure i would love to see you again.. I-- Errr--- Tunnel----Sorry bye!" Anthony chuckled as he shoved his cell phone to the inner pocket of his jacket. "Those guys will kill me someday... If they'd know how." He thought to himself snickering. Last time he went to the local bar in the Grand Falls and caught up with a few guys and few girls, obviously they wanted more, but he didn't really. It was his first day as a history professor in the towns university and he didn't want to mess his image.
The young-looking vampire slipped out of his black Toyota Corolla 2010 and took off his sunglasses, his cyan eyes glancing around, getting familiar with the new enviorment.He smiled slightly and nodded. Looked good to him.

Anthony Jon Sokolov was the new history professor in the university. He loved history from the simple reason that he have lived through it, and for him it was like telling his story to the younger people, for them to acknowledge. The blonde arrived to class earlier than the rest of the students obviously. He put his dark suitcase on the teachers table and then sat down, waiting for the other students to come in. Slowly the class started to fill up. Almost everybody gretted him a good morning or just a simple hello, and he replied in the same way.

12:30.
"Alright everyone it's thirty minutes past noon, so lets start." He smiled and walked to the front of the class."I am your new History Professor:
"Professor Anthony Jon Sokolov" He turned over to the board and wrote it in a swirly font, then, he coiled back to the class."But you might call me Professor Sokolov." He smiled slightly, his fangs popping out bit."I will ask everyone to write their name on the cardboard laying in front of you and put it in front of you, so I'll remember your names faster." He smiled softly. it will only take him one time to see a persons name and relate it to their faces. the perks of being a vampire.
"Now, lets start." He said calmly and was about to start his first lesson.

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Throwing the door open and stumbling in, Alexander caused an involuntary grand entry. The students filling up the huge classroom turned around to stare at him. 86 pair of eyes eyed him, judged him, were annoyed with him. Shit. Was the only thing he could think as the other students just threw unwanted attention towards him. Oh no. He hated being in situations like this one.
He needed to melt into the crowd once again, but before he had to apologize to mr Sandbe....

Alexander froze. The handsome young man standing infront of the wooden desk at the very front of the classroom wasn't mr Sandberg. The youngster raised his gaze up to the board and read the mans name. Anthony Jon Sokolov. He couldn't pronounce that name even if he wanted to.
Alexander lowered his gaze once again, and stared with confusion in his blue eyes at the unfamiliar man infront of him. There was something so unfamiliar, but yet familiar with him. And his smell, Alexander could feel it. There was something familiar, yet dangerous and warning about it. He should know what that scent was, but he just couldn't get his mind together. What if he...

"What the hell are you doing?! Sit down on your ass!" A dark voice with a slight hint of spanish in it snarled at Alexander. He felt a strong hand grab his arm and he was pulled down on a chair next to his roommate, Sergio. The darkhaired man glared at him, he was still upset. "Sorry" Alexander mimed silently to his friend. Sergio lowered his gaze, and stared with confusion and annoyance at the oversized hoody that Alexander was wearing, that happened to be his own shirt. Alexander mimed a silent "sorry" again. He hadn't found any clean shirt when he got to his room. And he had been in such a hurry that he had just grabbed the first cloth nearby. The hoody he was wearing lasted almost all the way down to his knees. It wasn't his fault for being small and Sergio being huge.

Alexander had had to throw his beloved clothes away, he didn't know how to wash away blood and he really couldn't ask anyone about it either. Not when it came to giant spots of red, that is. He had also washed his face and hands to hide the evidence, but he had missed his hair. Spots of dried blood covered some of the tips of the blond hair.

[Kyux]

Anthony was about to start his lesson but he herd havy and quick footsteps getting closer and closer, and with them the strong scent of blood. He turned to the door evenbefore the young man barged in and glanced at him, a small smile appearing on his face."Another vampire. How lovely" He thought to himself before waiting for the new students apology.

Anthony was about to speak up before one of the students yelled on the guy and pulled him after to his seat. The professor raised his eyebrows and folded his arms, the smile on his face was slightly joyful. He looked up at the guy who just came and grinned, letting his fangs pop out again, knowing that he was looking. He walked closer to them and looked down at the boy."It's not okay that you're late you know, let alone the fact it's past noon. I mean, if it was morning I'd understand, it's hard for some of us to get up in the morning, but it's pretty late. Don't be late again, okay?" He asked and smirked, before reaching his hand to the guys hair,pulling one strand of hair with dry blood on it and smiling."You had something on your hair. " He said calmly and licked his fingers.

"Alright, now without any other interuptions! Let the class begin!" He smiled and headed down to the board, pulling down the screen to show a presentation. then he turned his face to the boy again."By the way, theres a cartboard in front of you, write your name down so I can remember it." He said and then started writing on the board the titles:

"World War One/ The Great War"

He took a breathe, remembering some of the fights he'd been to, and then turned to the class."Alright, raise your hands who wants to tell me when it started, why it started, and when and how it ended, also, who were the two sides that participated in it?" He asked putting his hands in a diamond behind his back."Well?"

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There were three signs that forced Alexander to understand the shocking truth of his teacher.
Number 1, snowwhite, sharp fangs glistered in the lights from the classroom rooflamps as soon as the young, handsome man smiled. Sure, there was some humans that also had those kind of teeth, but not that sharp. Right? Right? Alexander didn't want to accept the truth. He just wanted to believe that the man before him, that gave off a odd smell, was just a mocking teacher that made him feel so uncomfortable that his face turned into the same colour as a tomato.

Number 2, the man called Anthony placed Alex and himself into the same group by pronouncing just the right words in his recital about not being late. The same group that had a hard time getting up in the morning.
Alex still didn't want to believe. No, no, no. There were no stray vampires in this town. Only the Holzman family, and they were perfect purebloods. No other vampire was allowed in this town.
Right, maybe the teacher just thought that Alexander was the kind of tired, night type. A typical human thing. And that he himself also was a nighttype. Right? Right?

Number 3. Gentle fingers reaching out, gripping a soft lock of hair and pulling gently in it. Alexander watched as the fingers that were stained with the blood from the dead bunnies, were licked of all the liquid.

Alexander froze, he got paralyzed from fear. All the colour in his face faded away and he couldn't seem to close his wideopen eyes and mouth.

Vampire.

Stray vampire.

Stray, dangerous vampire.

Time stood still for Alexander, not only for his aging, but also in his mind. He just kept on repeating the three sentences over and over again inside his head. Staring at the teacher. Following his every movement with his blue eyes. Like a scared prey keeping his eyes on a fierce hunter circling around him. He didn't even notice that the class had started, lasted a long while, and ended until Sergio tapped his shoulder with a; "Lets go! Shit, you look like you've seen a ghost."
"Worse." Alexander thought. He couldn't bring himself to answer, his lips just flapped uncontrollably. The other students were leaving the classroom, happily chatting. Alexander couldn't get a single word out of his mouth, and after a while Sergio lost his patience with Alexander and left him with a; "Well fuck you too."
Alexander wanted to follow his friend, but he already knew what he had to do. He wasn't a baby anymore, he also had the responsibility to keep this town safe. The door was shut after Sergio, leaving only Alexander and the stray vampire in the classroom.
Alexander could feel his heartbeat like crazy in his chest, almost aching. This wasn't the time to be freaked out and scared, but he was. He was. He held his wooden pen in a hard grasp with his right hand. The vampire before him was probably much older then himself, and therefore much stronger. But Alexander had a weapon. A small weapon. But still.
He slowly raised himself off the seat with his right hand hidden behind his back and sneaking towards the teacher.
He was ready.

[Kyux]

The class went great, Anthony was thrilled by any moment of it. Sure, it wasn't his first time teaching, but he always loved the first classes, they were the greatest, so were the last ones, they were exciting for him. To see what he began with and what he finished with, the students, they were... Like a project for him, and he never failed his project. There was never not even one student to fail in his class. Why? Because he wasn't teaching, he was telling the story of his past life.
As the class went by, he had noticed how Pale and nervous the late student became. So he figured who his teacher was. Wonderful, Anthony even knew his last name obviously. This town only had the Holzmans family who were vampires in it, no stray vampires like himself. There was order, and now, he was ruining this order. The only thought of him bringing chaos brought a small smirk on his face as he saw how the color of the poor, young vampire change from pale to even paler.

All of the students left and only Holzman stayed, leaving him and Anthony alone in class. The professor prefered to not react, he wanted to see what the boy will do, he wanted to give him the first oppurtunity to preform, after all it wasn't a fair fight otherwise.
He had herd the student coming closer to him, in cautious moves. In a blink of an eye, Anthony disappeared, re-appearing behind Alex, grabbing to his wrist.

"Is that a wooden pen?"Anthony asked, garbbing the pen from Alex's grip breaking it to pieces with his fist. He sighed and spred the wooden shreds to the floor. Please Holzman, invest a little. You really think a small thing like that could actually hurt me? Jeez even if you'd stick it in my heart I won't die. Really, have your parents havent taught you a thing?" Anthony asked in an amused tone, he was really having fun from this little sharade the young Holzman preformed. "Well I guess I must give you some credit for trying at least". He sighed and shook his head in disappointment. Anthony then let go of the kid and walked around him to face him. He put his finger under the kid's chin and raised his face to face him."You know for a Holzman you're pretty good lookin'."He smirked. Boy did he loved to tease.

Anthony then let go of him and took back his place beside the table."You may leave, but I'd suggest you to wash your hair a little, those poor bunnies probablly didn't know what struck them, how could you kill those furry little cute creatures anwyay? " He sighed and frowned. Anthony could recognize the scent of bunnies from one single reason. They were his only weakness. He was sincerly sad about the bunnies. Every ince he was young Anthiny's favorite pet were bunnies.

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He was just about to raise his weapon and strike, pierce it into the older vampires back and see him spread out on the floor with blood gushing out of his back and his whole body laying in musclespasms after his sudden death. And Alexander would stand there are stare at the first person he had ever killed.
But Alexander never got that far, because suddenly the figure infront of him disappeared right before his eyes. Alexander didn't even have the time to think before he felt warmth streaming up behind him and a hand that grasped his wrist with extreme stsrength. He let out a small yelp from the pain and he felt how his weapon was easily jerked out of his tight grip.

The man lectued him from behind, complained about his attempted murdur and explained that Alexander wasn't going to be able to kill him so easily. And he sounded amused, amused. Alexander felt his horror get mixed with anger. And yet he couldn't do anything. Not even when the vampire let go of his wrist and walked around him, Alexander still couldn't do anything. He was about as possible to win this fight as a squirrel versus a fricking bear.
So he just had to stand there, and feel how the older and bigger man before him lift up his chin, and came him a compliment that filled Alexanders whole body with disgust, hate and pure bloodthirst. The colour came back to his face and he flushed red from all of the emotions. He stared at the floor as the man let go of him and walked back to his desk and then lectured him again by scolding him for killing the bunnies, in a amused way again. Of course.

This Anthony had all the right cards for winning a square fight. He was older, more experienced, stronger and much more of a villain then poor Alexander who had never met a stray vampire before.

But Alexander knew exactly what to do. He took a few, long steps towards the man. His blue eyes glowing of hate. He stopped right infront of the beast. Glared at him. He bared his teeth and hissed like a cat before he snarled; "You haven't seen the last of me. Just you wait you piece of.... shit." Then he spat the stray vampire right in the face, like a real man.
And then, he worked out his perfectly planned plan.
He ran.
Stumbled off and spurted towards the door, throwing it open and escaping out of the classroom of doom.