VampirexHunter - Let's go out with a bang~

[TimmyTheVampire]

Tim breathed softly, holding himself still for a while. The cold was good, acting against the strange heat he felt, making him sweat. He found his eyes starting to close before feeling Aled haul him up to sit. He didn't really realize he was shaking, but it was hardly a surprise. He composed a lot of himself before Aled got him to talk back and start worrying about him. He pulled the coat around himself and sighed lightly as Aled took him by the face.

"I'm..Fine.. It just didn't feel right." He murmured lightly, looking down into his lap, even though Aled was holding his face, he let out another sigh.

"Even you have to admit.. A full vampire unable to hold down human blood?... That's a bit pathetic.. Even by monster standards.." He murmured again, unable to hold his tongue from saying it, even if he wanted it to.

After that, he saw Chris staring at them from the doorway, giving that concerned look. "I'm not going to be a weakling forever though.. And he's right.. I'm only going to get you killed if you have to keep jumping up to save me all the time.." He breathed heavily, forcing himself to stand and put on a smile.

"I'll be fine. I've had worse then just a bit of a bad stomach before.."

[Erranruin]

Aled wasnt going to give up the topic that easily, Tim still needed blood and it was confusing to Aled. Why had he been able to take his blood and not Chris's?

"We arent monsters. And you drew from me a few hours ago, your resistance should be getting better, not worse."

Quickly he shirked up his sleeve and held out his wrist.

"You need to try again."

Worry added a harsh tinge to his voice which he realised only too late. He sighed and stood up, coming close to Tim and grasping his shoulder firmly.

"You cant rush yourself, but you cant slow down either. I know you can do it, you are far stronger than you imagine."

[TimmyTheVampire]

Tim then realized... Chris is human. FULL human.. Aled is only..half. That made sense. There must've been something in the vampiric side of the blood that helped Tim's stomach, and body accept it.

He then nodded. "You're right.. I know what the problem is now.. I think.. But.. I guess it's a start.." He murmured softly, swallowing thickly. But.. If Tim kept feeding off Aled, wouldn't that make the other weaker? What Chris said.. It scared him. It had already been his fault that he'd gotten into this place. A friend's death was the last thing he needed.

Tim looked at the hand on his shoulder, gripping it slightly with his own. "I know.. It's human blood.. all together it's too strong, but since your blood is half vampiric.. My body seems to accept it more.. I don't really know why.. but it makes sense. Even then, I can't be completely dependent on you.. too many other people are. It'll make you weaker and you're too valuable to everyone.. Just.. Teach me how to use these..Gun..things.." He murmured softly. He couldn't force himself to take Aled's blood.. Everybody needed him.

[Erranruin]

Aled paused to think for a moment. There had been tell of new vampires, those whom had not yet tasted human blood, drinking from half-vampires and then never being able to take from anything else. Tim was old so Aled had assumed it was fine but perhaps the watered down stuff was too little to keep away the effects? He swore violently, a pang of guilt descending upon him for forcing the Lad to drink from him just to appease his own worry. He struck out and hit a broken down wall to his left, cracking the stone and nearly collapsing the entire structure.

"This, this is my fault. I should have been more thoughtful, more careful... I-"

He growled again, snarling and baring his teeth like a wolf, his eyes swirling red with anger at himself. He breathed to himself a few times, trying to calm himself before he looked back at Tim, holding out the gun.

"I cant teach you properly in two hours, not enough to raise your chances of survival enough to be worth it. And anyway we vampires are clever, silent, you will not know one was near you long enough to pull the trigger. No, you need blood to heighten your senses and increase your speed so you can run away before anything catches you. They wont bother with you if they dont think you are a threat."

Again he offered his wrist.

"I am strong, as well as used to frequent blood sharing. It will not affect me that much."

[TimmyTheVampire]

The smaller vampire couldn't help but jump back at the wall broke, the rumble tumbled down by their feet. He.. Shouldn't said ANYTHING. The last thing he wanted was Aled beating hismelf up about all this. "You was trying to do best by me.. That's nothing to be mad over" He got out while Aled was trying to clam himself down.

Listening to what Aled had to say, he nodded, giving him. He was right. Everything he always said.. Was right. "Fine.. but only.. if you drink from me.. Maybe not now.. but at some point" He got out. "Equal exchange.. That way.. We keep each other going, not just me leeching off you. I feel wrong about all this anyway, that.. Having that deal might help" He said softly, holding Aled's hand, to take his wrist, but only when Aled agreed.

"Promise me first."

[Erranruin]

There was a momentary silence as Tim's words sank in and then Aled blushed. It wasnt too noticeable but if definately happened, his eyes wide as his hand clutched spasmodically in Tim's gentle grip. His free hand came up to cover his face and mouth in embarrassment. Tim... didnt seem to understand what bloodsharing was truly about. Giving blood to someone and taking blood from someone when it was not mutual was in no way intimate. But blood sharing... it was a very... familiar thing to do with someone.

"I... urr... *ehem* do you... understand what you ask Tim? I.. am perfectly willing to, if you understand."

He somehow couldnt look the lad in the eye for a few moments.

[TimmyTheVampire]

Tim only nodded, seeming to blush himself, but on his pale skin, it was a lot more obvious.

"I-i.. It's only fair.. right? And.. If you don't wanna see as an intimacy thing and you don't me to either than.. That's fine y'know.. But it's something I was thinking about after I first drank from you anyway.." He stuttered, obviously trying not to and mentally kicking himself every time he did. "I refuse to leech off you. This.. doesn't make it seem like leeching.. Just.. supporting each other." He got out, staring at their hands clasped together, the tingle it gave warming his hand up like it was over a soft fire.

He waited for an answer before his teeth sunk into Aled's skin, his eyes swrilling and deepening in colour as the crimson fluid filled his mouth again, he was able to swallow easier. It wasn't so much of a shock, and it was like his body was more in control of the biting then he was. He got himself to stop, pulling back and wiping his mouth, blushing again, noticing Aled staring at him.

Chris was getting annoyed.
"Hurry up! We've got preparations to make!" He hissed through the fog.

Tim rubbed the back of his head shyly. "I..Ermm..W-well..we..Ought to be getting back up there, before Chris blows his top" He chuckled lightly.

The 2 hours had pasted, and the other group member loaded Tim with with another armor, since the women took the last one. Man it really was heavier than he thought, but he was able to carry it without an issue, pushing the gun back into the back of his pants. He knew he'd never use it, since it was only guess work of how he could, but then again, he knew his luck. If he didn't take it, he'd need it.

After that the group set off to the hell that awaited them. Tim directed them to the old servent entrance, removing the boulders he'd put there before, then retreated to the back of the pack. If he ran in first, the women would instantly go on the defensive over him and kill half the men thinking they were hurting their 'baby'. Keeping out of sight now meant everything. He could still fight the ones that didn't know him, but avoided the rest.

The fight was a bloody one. Some of the smaller chambers had blood lining the floor enough for each step to 'slosh'. Chris was still alive, some hunters weren't. After everyone was attending the wounded, even Aled, Tim took a step back. He walked within the old walls by himself for a moment. Now they were empty rooms, he really felt the walls held the screams he once let out the those very rooms. He resting his head against the cold bricks, breathing slowly and calming down before returning to the others, Chris pushing everyone out of the building and into arranged travel that they had. Tim did manage to get next to Aled at least. As the ride began to quickly leave before any of the human villagers noticed, Tim kept his knees up to his chin, this eyes clouded with thoughts and old memories. Even if that place was a vision of hell for all the time he'd been there, it was still strange to know that it was close to destroyed.

[Erranruin]

Everything had seemed to happen so fast, there had been one quiet moment with Tim and from then on it was bloodshed and horror, all thoughts but battle pushed from his mind. At the end of it Aled felt numb inside, pummeled by loss and death and killing. He was used to it but it didnt make it better, only easier to bare. Afterwards he had tried to tend the wounded, to feel like he wasnt just a force for destruction and it certainly helped. When Tim found him he felt alot better although the images still swirled in his head, severed heads and fangs the size of knives. Aled himself had been bitten several times, torn teeth-marks littering his upper arms and shoulders. But he didnt really notice them much, simply tying some rags around them before seeing to others.

The ride home was spent in silence, not awkward silence but companionable. Tim was obviously finding the whole ordeal... trying and confusing and Aled wanted to give him time to sort himself out. They arrived back in london within a few days, arriving at night, and Aled bid a fond farewell to Chris, shaking his hand warmly and giving him a tired smile. He gathered Tim to him and lead them both back to Aled's little ramshackle safehouse in the backalleys.

All Aled did was open the door and suddenly he was incredibly exhausted. Being fed on, not only by Tim but by the attacking vampires, coupled with the fighting had taken more out of him than he had known. The tenseness of his muscles had been the only thing keeping him upright. Now he was relaxed and he could do nothing but collapse, falling head first through the door and landing with a crash on the floor, his breathing shallow, is heart pulsing weakly.

[TimmyTheVampire]

Tim did keep quiet the whole time, but he did get his head straight. He thought through everything that happened. Attacked himself, quite brutally, almost forced down on the floor quite a few times, that's when he learnt how to use the gun. And knife. And well.. Everything. Chris had to haul him back to his feet via his collar once or twice, but as long as Aled hadn't noticed, and he was holding his own quite well, even killing some of the vampires by shooting them in the back of the neck while they were biting into Aled, that made him feel a bit better about what he was doing. I wasn't killing..I was.. protecting..Yeah.. Myself, and others. That makes this all ok. Everything is ok He told himself over and over.

Going back to London was almost heaven sent. London meant being able to make use of that mattress Aled had given him for the first time ever. As sad as it was, he planned that to be the highlight his day. Chris bed Aled farewell for now, just giving Tim a concerned look and ruffle of his hair. The ruffle wasn't the same. It was nice..But not the same way Aled did it. After that, he stuck close to Aled, almost feeling there was something wrong with the taller man, feeling concerned. He opened his mouth several times to ask him if he was alright, but the words failed to come out, so he thought he'd wiat til they were back in the safe house and sat down. Maybe he'd be alright then anyway.

Though as he came back to reality, Aled suddenly fell. his first reaction was to gasp, getting Aled to face the cieling. Even though small, with what strength he did have left, he hauled Aled's larger body onto the mattress, making sure his head was alright, checking over the rest of him. He sighed, he seemed ok.. Just exhausted.. He breathed shakily, looking at his own wrist. Without a second thought, because he knew he'd chicken out other wise, he opened Aled's mouth slightly and forced his wrist onto Aled's canines. The blood dripped out thickly. He stayed there for a few moments, worried, but as Aled's eyes began to open and he felt the mouth close around his wrist to suckle, he sighed in relief, smiling lightly.

[Erranruin]

Aled had partially blacked out, although he had been semi-aware of his surroundings. He was sorry for worrying Tim, it wasnt his place to put his troubles onto the lad, he should deal with his own issues. Still it was nice to be taken care of, Tim's cool hand on his forehead was welcome and the soft mattress underneath him doubly so. However when he suddenly felt his fangs dig into flesh his heart gave a leap. Blood filled his mouth, vampire blood, Tim's blood. He could taste his worry for him, his insecurity, his desire for strength. Aled fought for full conciousness, battled his exhaustion desperately. If he didnt fully awaken, fully gain control, in his weakened state he would drain Tim dry! His eyes fluttered for a moment, instinctually he began drawing harder, faster, with greater hunger. And with the greater hunger came greater desperation to stop. He fought and fought and finally after a few moments Tim whimpered and Aled's eyes snapped open. He yanked his fangs from the Lad's flesh and all but catapulted himself to the other side of the room, colliding with the wall with an almighty crash and sending a bit of dry-wall down onto his head. He was panting and his hand was clutching his mouth, willing his fangs to shrink and stop pulsing with need.

"T-tim... I.. could have... I COULD HAVE KILLED YOU!"

His eyes swirled with desperate hunger and fierce bloodlust, his muscles tense as he tried to control himself. The taste of the lads blood still lingered on his tongue, taunting him, tempting him. It would be so easy to slip, so simple... Aled was frightened, for the first time in a long time he was truly scared. He wanted to run but his legs were shaking too much when he tried to stand. He wanted scream but his ears were ringing. He wanted to drain the life out of- NO. He bit into his own hand ferociously, gasping in relief as the pain distracted his thought, not letting go but biting harder and harder.