Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and contains homosexual acts so if you don't like that then don't read it. MORE IMPORTANTLY, this story is one I wrote after being inspired by Comicality's AMAZING story Gone From the Daylight. If you haven't read it i suggest you Do So ASAP. It takes place in his universe I used some of his ideas and characters. I only hope I can do his work of art some justice.
Note: I found myself with all these ideas about what life was like for other characters in that world and a whole bunch of what if situations and I just started writing. This story was intended for The Blood Bank but I cant seem to find it anymore so I'm uploading it here. I have not read any of the stories in The Blood Bank so I don't know if anyone had any of the same thoughts as me.
My eye lids became to heavy to keep up. I was slipping faster now. The darkness began to creep slowly from every corner. In those moments I thought of nothing but the snow...
Mirror Glass 2 : Truth
Warmth. I felt it. Ambrosia, the nectar of the Dark Gods sliding down the back of my throat. The numb tingling in my fingers and toes began to fade; I was being revitalized. Before I could gain control of myself I was lapping it up like a panting dog. Delicious Blood. This blood tasted different than any blood I have ever fed from before in my life. All blood varies in taste depending on the life of the human its being taken from. What makes for the best blood is a human that is young, healthy, and fit. Someone who follows the food pyramid to the T, exercises daily, and is disease free. But that combination is nearly impossible to find. Practically no ones blood is that pure. Well, that's what I thought until now. This blood was the most delicious blood I have ever tasted. As I swallowed the last drop it was only then that I realized I was being fed... and held.
I opened my eyes to see I was in a cabin's living room. Snug couches were placed not far from where I was. Pictures of unknown faces hung on each wall along with the heads of hunted animals. Whoever this place belongs to for their sake better stay away or they just might find themselves on the other side of the table. That's when I took notice of the fact that my clothes had been changed. Gone were the bloody tattered rags and in their place were sweat pants and a white tee. I smelt the burning of the fire before I seen it; Its heat was welcoming. Its orange glow bouncing off my caramel brown skin. I took a moment to soak in as much as possible and that's when I discovered him looking down at me, my head laying in his lap. His expression was soft and warm; which was definitely a new one for him. Determined and at times cold were what I was use to getting from him but this new side of him really threw me through a loop. The softness of his eyes made me take notice of the depth of their color, a rich brown, just like his hair. The gleam of his smile had me thinking about just how perfectly it complimented the rest of his olive toned face, which was actually easy on the eyes. He looked as if he had been turned in his late teens or early twenties, I say that because from the looks of it he had to be around my age. Now that I think about it everything about him was beautiful. Why hadn't I noticed it before?
Oh, wait, I don't know...maybe because he was trying to KILL me! I shot up out of his lap and away from his alluring embrace. The fog faded and reality finally began to set back in as I remembered who we were to each other. My body began to tense up preparing itself for another fight. I felt energized ready to pounce any minute.
"I'm not going to fight you Talon, if I wanted you dead than I wouldn't have brought you here." He said as he tossed the empty bag of blood to the floor. "Please, clam down and sit with me. There is a lot that I have to say." He patted the ground in front of him all the while never taking his eyes off me. Still his face sustained the same amount of tenderness and softness I had witnessed just moments ago. I approached him very slowly at first, afraid that he might be trying to pull something. I had my eyes on the door behind him the whole time. The closer I got to him the more I found myself being sucked in by him. It was as if he had his own gravitational pull. Needless to say that my curiosity was playing a major part in it as well. Could you really blame me though? All of a sudden it was as if my life took a 180 and the impossible became reality. The same guy who has been hunting me for months trying to put a metal stake through my heart is now the Same guy who for some reason is beckoning me to sit close to him.; So please excuse me for wanting to find out why.
I found a spot far enough away from him to give me a sense of security but close enough to satisfy him as well. "What game are you playing at? Is there something you want from me? This whole Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde complex has me feeling like I just stepped into the twilight zone. You hunt me for months only to spare my life... why?" " His look of softness began to fade but was replaced with one of deep contemplation. I could tell he was trying to find the best way to explain all of this. After all that's happened I don't imagine it will be easy for him.
"I know this is completely insane and your not going to believe me but everything I have done since we met has been to protect you." He must have seen the look of retaliation on my face because before I could object he followed it up with saying "The people I work with and for want you and everyone like you dead. When your name appeared on the list fortunately and unfortunately I just happened to be the one who was assigned with taking you out." The anxiety and tension present in is voice had also reached his body causing him to shift his position. "I say unfortunately because out of all the Hunters in the vampire world you got me. . . In these few months I don't think you have ever figured out my name have you?"
I wasn't until he actually said it did I realize that he was right. I had no I idea who he was besides the fact that he's a hunter. "Well honestly I didn't get the chance to ask you between dodging your blades and running for my life. Another fact that I am dying to hear you explain. So how exactly is getting cut up part of keeping me safe?"
"I promise I will explain everything but first things first...my name is Helix. With that being said you've probably heard of me." I instinctively jumped back, awe struck. My eyes darted towards the door once more. My heart was beating itself into a frenzy and my body went on high alert as my brain readjusted the danger level from moderate to Run Like Hell! Did he say HELIX?! I kept having to remind myself to breath and I swear if any more blood rushed to my head I was going to pass out. He hadn't moved a muscle since he last spoke, obviously prepared for my reaction. He must get this a lot.
"Talon I already said I'm not going to hurt you. I know how it sounds but you have to trust me, I'm not sure if my plan worked so I don't know how much time we have. In just a few hours the sun is going to come up and we will go into the deep sleep." His voice was calm and leveled. His eyes were pleading with me, begging me to hear him out. Even with all of this I still didn't back down, at least not completely. I let some of the tension in my body go but if anything were to happen I was going to let my instincts take over.
"You're a boogie man. And your one of the scariest, because people know for a fact that you exist; unlike some of the other nightmares who became myths that no one has seen in years. It doesn't matter who you are or where you live, if you're a vampire you've heard stories about Helix. You are just as deadly as you are renowned."
When I get nervous I have a tendency to ramble and that's exactly what I was doing now. "They say that every Hunters record is impressive but yours is staggering. You are one of the Elders favorites... no one can do what you can do. Your extra is so unique in fact that unlike all other Hunters, One of the Elders themselves approached you and asked for you to join their ranks of "justice" dealing assassins."
"Actually that last part isn't true... One Elder didn't approach me to be an assassin, all of them did. People know of me because the Elders want it that way; fear is a very powerful weapon. At first I always got tasked with killing the most dangerous and out of control vampires. The ones that destroyed everything in their path. These kinds of vampires made spectacles of themselves. They thought just because they were immortal it meant no rules and regulations. They wanted attention and power and to be surrounded by people who feared them or worshiped them. So naturally when their time came there were witnesses and then people whispered in the streets about a powerful hunter who killed the strongest vampire they had ever seen."
"But people even know your name. This world is filled with Hunters and I can count on one hand how many I've heard of. And don't be so modest Its not like you were standing around with a megaphone shouting your name to who ever walked by or stayed around for drinks after a kill. But people still figured out who you were regardless though. That's how much of an impact you made."
"You see the name Helix isn't a name I gave myself. When I started out I didn't even have a name. All I did was serve a higher purpose. I was a tool to order around when seen fit and nothing more...so why would I need a name? Nobody was going to stay alive around me long enough to use it anyway. Actually people just started calling me that."
" But why Helix? It has nothing to do with your extra." I wasn't EXACTLY sure what his extra was because I had never seen it. I know hard to believe he has been chasing me down yet I have never seen his real power. I have only heard whispers and rumors about what it may be. But I did know what a helix was and I don't see how someone could come up with that name based on an extra. And even if they did, his extra sounded like it would be a pretty lame one to me; definitely NOT Elder worthy. My curiosity was peaked once again, so once more my body made its way back to the vacant spot on the floor next to Helix.
"Have you ever seen a helix? Its shape is a spiral, it almost looks like a mini tornado. People started to compare me to that because where ever I went death and destruction followed."He may have been just a couple of feet away from me but he was somewhere else completely in his mind. Where ever he was I could see is wasn't a good place. Then again I wouldn't think it would be.
"Is it easy for you? Being a Hunter I mean... from the little I know about them they don't ask questions when they get assigned to kill. You don't care if the person on the list is good or bad. Their just a name, just a job." Helix couldn't look me in the face he was obviously feeling uneasy about the question. Even though I found it a little odd I changed the question to spare him. "Do you like being a vampire? I mean you have so much power and prestige as one; that's a lot more than the rest of us have."
" I may have accumulated status because of what I do but my life isn't all rainbows and sunshine. Even in the beginning when I crossed over, the man I looked up to, my sire tried to kill me. In our world not all of us are lucky to have people lookout for us and care for us when we crossover. Some of us are used, mistakes, or abandoned afterward. But that's really not all that surprising; us vampires are usually solitary creatures by nature. Sure you've heard of underground organizations but they are all made for the sole purpose of gaining power and maintaining power. Its truly rare to find a group of people who share a bond beyond anything other than business. In this life friendship is a rarity and love is just a fairytale made for humans. The fact is that all of us are boogie men. I mean look at what we are... blood thirsty monsters."