| "Be careful. Wufei and Heero are already missing...." Duo turned off his vid-phone, ignoring Quatre's warning. "Get real. They probably think we'll get in the way of their plans, so they left," he muttered to himself, destroying a mobile doll charging at him. Quatre sighed,"Duo, you are so ignorant. This place is dangerous." to his suprise, Duo actually answered him. "Naaaaw, c'mon, Q-man, this place is abondoned, the only dangerous thing here is its nasty rodent problem.... but otherwise, hey! We're gundam pilots! We don't have anything to fear but fear itself.... and Heero's cooking." Duo's voice trailed off as he spotted a mosquito near his gundam's controls. For a while he watched it fly around, then settle. Lightning fast, he squashed it,"There ya go, you bloodsucker!" Quatre sighed,"Duo...." "I'm gonna go look for Heero, he might need back-up...." "No, Duo, wait! This place is-----" but before Quatre could finish his warning, Duo was gone. Quatre was about to start his gundam to follow Duo, but then Trowa contacted him,"Let him go, if he gets hurt, that'll teach him a lesson." Quatre opened his mouth to argue, but then Trowa cut off contact with him. ======================================================================= "Where the HELL are we?" asked Wufei, looking at Heero's image on the vid-phone. "I don't know.... the question should be 'where are the others'." "Yeah, we lost contact with them! Do you think....." "That's a ridiculous thought, Wufei. Duo and Quatre aren't alone, Trowa's protecting them." "Yeah, but...." "But nothing. Even if Trowa wasn't there, Duo could protect Quatre. Duo isn't the strongest in the team, but he'll do just fine." Wufei nodded,"Right. We should focus on our mission to destroy this place and the rebel soldiers hiding in it." ======================================================================= Duo looked around, he had heard something. "Quatre? Heero? Wufei?" no one answereed, but a whisper echoed through the abandoned colony. "Heero.... this isn't funny...." suddenly, a shadow raced quickly past the gundam at such speed that Duo barely saw it. "T-Trowa? Quatre? W-who's t-there?" Duo heard some giggles. "AW GUYS! STOP IT! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!! I'M NOT LAUGHING!!!" shouted Duo. Suddenly, his gundam was knocked to the ground by an inviible force. "Wha--- what the?!!!" Duo felt somthing clawing him, and his blood covering his gundam's cockpit. Instictively, he kicked the whatever was clawing him. But then he felt sharp teeth sink into his shoulder. Immediatly, Duo felt that he couldn't move, he tried to get a good look at his attacker, but all he saw was a blur. He closed his eyes for a while, then felt somthing biting his neck, tearing into his flesh. That was the last thing he remembered. ======================================================================= "Duo? Can you hear me?!" Duo opened his eyes, and a concerned face faded into view,"Aw, hey Trowa...." Heero rolled his eyes,"You OK?" he asked, ignoring the Duo's mistake. Duo sat up. He was lying on the ground, next to his Deathscythe's leg. "What happened?" demanded Heero, his eyes narrowing. "I don't know.... nothing." "What do you mean 'nothing'? You couldn't just have nearly bled to death by doing nothing." "I remember looking for you.... and that's all." Heero pulled Duo into a standing position,"You sure that's all?" he asked, looking into Duo's confused eyes. "Yeah." answered the violet-eyed boy, supporting himself on Heero's arm. "Fine, then let's get you to headquarters, you're a wreck." ======================================================================= "What happened, Duo?!" asked Quatre, concerned. Heero lay Duo down on the floor, using a backpack to support his head. "He doesn't know." Heero answered before Duo could say anything,"I found him like this.... in an OZ storage facility. Though this attack doesn't appear like OZ's work. And Duo doesn't seem to remember what happened. " "He doesn't remember anything?" asked Trowa, a little startled. "Nothing." Heero inspected the wounds on Duo's neck. Duo squirmed, "Stop it, Heero, that tickles, Heero--- OW!" "Better hold still, if you talk, you'll only make things worse." Heero started bandaging Duo's arm,"You sure you don't recall ANYTHING?" "I only remember that someone or something attacked me.... and that I heard giggles. No more." "What type of giggles? Male giggles? female giggles?" asked Quatre, leaning over Duo's face. "I don't remember." "You sure?" asked Trowa. "Positive." Duo looked at Heero, who was now bandaging his other arm. "I don't think we have enough bandages left, we'll have to give Duo some painkiller, and hope it last long enough until we get to head- quarters." explained Heero, tying a knot to secure the bandage he had tied around the Deathscythe pilot's thin, bloody arm. Heero stood up, "Let's go." "Hey, I can't walk, remember? I'm severly hurt.... maybe I might die...." Duo's face assumed a mock-victim expression,"But, you're strong, Heero, why don't you carry me?" Heero muttered something, and picked up Duo,"OK, fine, now let's go." "Wait, my nose is itchy.... can you scratch it?" "No. I'm just carrying you, nothing else..." answered Heero. Duo pouted,"Fine, fine, but there're always other perks.... and, looks like I can skip my turn washing the dishes.... and you'll have to clean my room.... or I can always sleep in your bed and you can sleep on the couch.... and then you can...." Quatre quietly giggled,"Don't push it, Duo, just because you're hurt doesn't mean Heero's your slave," Duo smiled,"OK, whatever, but he still will have to carry me EVERYWHERE I want...." ======================================================================= "So, it appears Duo got pretty roughed up," Sally Po put her clipboard on a table,"But one thing I don't understand," Heero's head perked up,"What? Did you find anything?" he asked, trying to hide his excitment. "There were jaw marks on Duo's left shoulder, and there was another type of blood in his wounds. Duo's blood type is B-positve. The blood sample found mixed with is blood was AB negative." "AB negative?" "Yes, we found a huge amount, probably a hurt OZ soldier attacked Duo, but the scars.... they just don't look man made. If Duo wasn't a gundam pilot, I'd probably figure it was a normal hit-and-run case, but Duo can defend himself. And how did the attacker get into Duo's gundam without Duo sensing his or her presence? Also, the wounds were too sharp to be made by a normal person's hands, the look almost like the claws of an animal," Sally Po shuddered,"I must be losing it." "What would an animal be doing in an abandoned colony in outerspace? I mean, I've heard of rats, but----" Sally Po shrugged,"You're asking me?" "Where's Duo now?" asked Heero, standing up. "He's resting, it's a miracle he's still alive with all the blood he lost.... but he IS a gundam pilot, so I guess I shouldn't be suprised," Sally Po led Heero to the room where Duo was fast asleep on the hospital bed, occasionly muttering something in his sleep. Heero eyed him for a while, then turned back to Sally Po,"Can you run some DNA tests on the forign blood sample you found?" "Already done. But it'll take a day for the results to arrive." Heero nodded,"Right." As he left the room, Wufei was waiting for him,"So you heard the news." "It just doesn't make any sense....I'm sure Duo's alert enough to sense something's in his gundam.... and then there's the blood, I don't think Duo put up much of a fight. The attacks must've been fast. But then how did the foreign blood get into Duo's wound? If those attacks could have hurt Duo so badly, and without Duo returning a punch, I could almost swear one of us did that...." "Yes, I understand your point.... the only guy I know with equal speed to Duo's is you and Trowa. But Trowa was with Quatre and Duo at the time, and you were with me. If at all Trowa decided to attack Duo, for whatever reason, Quatre would've been a witness." Heero nodded,"But that would be ridiculous.... why would one of us.... especially Trowa, want to harm a fellow gundam pilot? It's not strategically smart. And even if I wasn't with you, I had no motive for commiting such an act...." "And you wouldn't have left so much evidence either. All of us gundam pilots have our own ways of killing people.... Quatre avoids it mostly, and if he attacks, nothing he does is fatal or serious. Trowa and you are both leaving no evidence, and especially no blood. You would've disposed of the corpse. I kill pretty much like you and Trowa, but more physical torture, the area Duo was hit was mostly the chest, arms, and neck. I always hit in the stomach and break a few bones. Duo was hurt severely, but no broken bones except on the arms, and it wasn't really strong breakage." Heero was a little freaked out at how freely Wufei talked about killing, but the Shenlong was right in what he stated. Every one of them had there own unique killing style, and Heero was glad to know that none of them were responsible for hurting Duo. "I'll go contact Dr.J, we might have to delay the mission." Wufei rolled his eyes,"This mission is URGENT...." "We can't just fight with four gundams. OZ has a big attack planned. It's best we don't fight them yet. We should wait until Duo recovers," "Duo is a weakling, we don't need him on out team. You, Trowa, and I will be enough brawn, and Quatre will be back-up, and help with the planning. Duo isn't needed." Heero didn't like the way Wufei was talking about Duo, but he forced himself not to show any anger,"If we leave Duo back here, he'll be a sitting duck. OZ can just kidnap him along with Sally Po. We should stay here just in case," "OK, I don't wish to argue with a stubborn fool. But, is that a sense of TEAM I'm sensing? I always thought you were anti-social," teased Wufei. "No, I just think that---" Heero sighed, seeing Wufei was obviously just as stubborn as he was. Wufei smiled, smugly, and said,"I knew someday you'd grow all worried for the team. One day, you won't go anywhere without us.... you'll start laughing at the jokes the guys make, and you'll be called 'buddy' by everyone, even when you're an old man, you'll live in the same retirement house as the guys. You're growing soft, weakling." then he walked away, leaving Heero shouting after him,"Think what you want. I just think it'd be a bad move to fight with only four gundams!" When Heero reached his room, he turned on his computer, and immediatly started typing an E-mail to Dr.J. But as he began typing, Heero noticed somthing he hadn't noticed before.... it was quiet around him. He had always wished that people would be quieter, but the silence around him was making him nervous. Usually Duo would be listening to the radio on high volume or something nerve wrecking like that, but now there was just quiet. Heero would've usually cut off the power supply to Duo's room just to get some peace and quiet so he could concentrate on his mission planning or reading, but now that he had silence, now that everything actually was quiet, it felt like being in a battlefield where the battle had ended, and everyone was dead or dying. That was always the part Heero hated about battles.... the silence after you destroyed everyone.... that haunting quiet. Heero sighed, then turned on his radio, and changed from his news station to a hard rock station. The same one Duo always listened to. "DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!!!! MITCH HERE!!!! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!! WE GOT SOME KILLER MUSIC NEXT!!! STAY HERE, KAY? LIKE THIS IS SOOOOOOOOO GROOOOVEY!!!!!" Heero looked up from his laptop screen, startled at the the unusual amount of noise. He was always used to his room being like a graveyard.... and that definately didn't fit into a graveyard. But strangely, it actually calmed Heero down a bit, and made him feel a little more light-hearted than usual. As a brainless rock song whose lyrics Heero barely understood started playing, he stopped typing, and turned up the volume. Though the music was utterly barbaric and without meaning, Heero actually enjoyed it. ======================================================================= Trieze leaned back in his comfortable red arm chair with carved cherry wood legs. He closed his eyes, the opened them and eyed a bleeding wound on his wrist. Though blood was streaming onto his hand, it gave him a pleasurable feeling. "I really have to contol these urges," he thought, putting down his book. As Lady Une entered, she poured Trieze some tea,"Sir, are you sure you don't want me to mend that wound?" "No, I think it'll heal by itself," answered Trieze, snapping out of his state of pleasure. "All right. Whatever you say, Trieze." As Lady Une left, Trieze licked his sharp front teeth. A while ago, he had always tried to keep it hidden, but now he found it harder and harder. "I guess you can't run from what you are," he thought, a little wistfully. As he stared into the flames of his elegent fireplace,"I wonder how that Duo Maxwell is handling this...." ======================================================================= Duo started panting heavily. He opened his eyes and saw he was still in a hospital bed. The room started to blur, and all he heard were screams. He closed his ears, but the noise echoed through his head, creeping into his mind. He put his hand to where another bite wound Sally Po had overlooked was.... his neck. As he brushed his fingers along it, the screams stopped, and blood started flowing. It was a strange feeling.... it was very painful, yet also very pleasurable. Duo let out a small wimper, then fell back on his bed, his whole body covered in blood and sweat. He reached for the water on an end table near his bedside, but as he began drinking it, a strange taste filled his mouth.... blood. Immediatly Duo felt the urge to vomit. He sat up and bent his body over the bedside, and cast. As he bent back up, he felt very dizzy. As he started swaying, the room seeemed to be spinning in circles "Heero...." Duo murmured, as he fell onto the bed, unconscious. Heero's head quickly perked up, and he stopped listening to his rock music. Though the volume was on 'high', Heero could still hear everything in a five mile radius. Someone had called him, in a weakened voice, though, but still loud enough for Heero to hear. Immediately, he turned off the radio and rushed to Duo's hospital room. Just as he had guessed, something was wrong. Heero turned on the light. Duo was laying sprawled out on the bed, blood everywhere on the white sheets. As he cautiously neared the bed, he leaned over Duo's face. Duo looked like he had been suffering, but of what? "Duo, can you hear me?" asked Heero, a bit of worry now showing in his voice. Duo didn't answer. Panically, Heero checked the heart-beat moniter, which was dropping extremly low and barely got passed the 'normal' line. Heero picked up the bedside moniter,"Sally, I think there's somthing wrong with Duo," Sally wearily got out of bed and picked up the phone,"Yeeees? Heero, it's 2 AM.... what's going on?" "I think there's somthing wrong with Duo. I'll get the others, they might know something about this." then Heero hung up, leaving Sally a little perplexed,"Wrong with Duo? He seemed fine when I left him...." Heero ventured back into the hospital room, looking worriedly at Duo, "What the Hell happened?" murmured Heero, brushing some bangs from Duo's face. Suddenly, he felt somthing grip his green, airy tank top. Before he could react, Duo had pulled Heero close to his face,"I remember," murmured Duo, obviously trying to raise his voice, but being unable to because of his state,"Something grabbed me, and I felt a sharp pain, first on my shoulder, then my neck, and-----" Duo sat up, "Something's wrong with me, I just know it," Heero blinked,"Duo? W-what do you you mean?" "I'm not halucinating, Treize was there, I remember it, you gotta help me, I----" Duo closed his eyes and tried to ignore the sick feeling that was spreading throughout his body. As he brushed back his braid to his right shoulder, revealing the bleeding bite mark on the side of his neck, Heero's eyes grew grew wide,"Duo.... how----" was all he could sputter out. "Whatever attacked me must've been beyond human. But it's goal wasn't to kill me, it wants to keep me alive for some reason...." Heero now made no effort to conceal his worry,"You could've bled to death, what makes you think whoever attacked you didn't want you dead?" "If he would've wanted to kill me, he would've focused on other areas of my body, and then he would've disposed of my corpse. He also made it too easy for you to find me, and made it look like a hit and run attack. He seems to be just as strong and smart as any of us pilots." Duo began feeling dizzy, but he continued speaking,"I know the reason he let me live isn't out of the kindness of his heart.... he----" Duo's voice trailed off, screams were echoing inside his head again, so loud he couldn't even hear Heero shouting,"Duo, Duo?!!! WHAT'S WRONG?!!! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!!!" ======================================================================= Wufei opened his eyes. He had been awoken by a loud scream. Quietly, he grabbed his sword. As he came out the door, Trowa was already awake and carrying a gun. He eyed Wufei's sword,"So you figured it too." Wufei nodded,"They're OZ soldiers, I'm sure. But if they want to take my gundam, then they'll have to get by me first." Wufei held his sword to his face,"But I don't think they'll have any luck." As they were about to head down the hall, Quatre came out of his room, his long white morning robe reaching all the way to his feet,"Good morning," he yawned,"I'll go make pancakes." Wufei eyed the clock hanging over Quatre's room. It was two AM. "You can go back to bed, Quatre, we'll take care of whoever's invading our base," said Trowa. Quatre yawned again,"Wha? What do you mean? Who'd invade a base at breakfast time?" he asked. Quatre then caught a glimpse of Wufei's sword, and looked up at Trowa with confused aqua-colored eyes,"What's with the sword?" "We fear some OZ soldiers are attacking our base. We'll try to fight them off." "Oh, OK, you go do that, I'll go make pancakes." answered Quatre sleepily. Wufei gave Quatre a confused glance, then shrugged. "OK, Quatre, you go make pancakes while we fight the enemy." Quatre nodded sleepily. Yawning again, he rested his head on Trowa's shoulder,"Ok, but we're out of syrup---" he murmured. Wufei gave Trowa a perplexed stare, but Trowa simply answered with a shrug. Suddenly, Quatre's eyes flew open,"Our base is under attack?! Where's Heero?!" Quatre lifted his head,"What if they'll steal the Wing Zero? Or check out our battle data?!" he looked at Trowa, panic in his big blue eyes,"Do we even have a plan?" "Relax, weakling. I'm sure that they won't be any match for us. Heero's probably fighting them right now." "I hope so," Quatre looked at Trowa,"But he might also be dying...." ======================================================================= Heero tried to tell himself not to panic, though it didn't help much. He could tell by the fact that he was chewing on his nails, which wasn't even an inborn habit of his. "Think think think, this doesn't compute, this is impossible, what the hell do I do now?" thought Heero, his fist clenching. Duo uttered a moan of despair. Heero was now holding the Deathsycthe pilot gently in his arms, but Duo was in great pain. And then there was the fact he was losing so much blood it seemed that he would surely die, and Heero was still none the wiser in what was wrong with Duo. The fact that he couldn't do anything at all to help Duo as he perished just killed Heero mentally. Mostly he was used to being in control of his emotions, and being the master of every situation.... he was, after all, the perfect soldier. But now all that he felt was how pathetic he was, how vulnerable. All he could do was sit and watch as Duo died. Suddenly, before he recognized what he was doing, Heero threw his arms around Duo and started weeping,"It's my fault, I should've stayed with you.... and then that.... that *thing* wouldn't have...." Heero's voice became so tear-choked he couldn't continue, and just wept. Heero stopped his sobbing when he felt a warm hand touch the back of his neck,"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, don't cry Heero, please don't," Duo mumbled, his eyes still closed. Heero ceased his crying,"Duo, I---" before he could continue, Duo had pulled him down to his eye level. Duo's eyes opened,"Tell the others.... tell them to stay away from me, I.... I know somethings happening within me, and.... I don't think it's---" Duo closed his eyes, with every word he spoke, he felt he was getting weaker. He could hear himself breathing but no air reached his lungs. Finally, Duo closed his eyes and rested his head on Heero's arm,"Tell them to.... stay.... away from---" After a short pause, Heero heard the heart-beat moniter go still. His best friend had died in his arms. Fifteen years had disappeared in fifteen miuntes. All Heero could do was hold the Deathscythe pilot in his arms, and swear that he would get that beast that had killed him. And once he had destroyed it, he would kill him- self. It had been his fault in the first place that Duo had died. If he could only play back time, he would've NEVER let Duo out of his sight. Heero let out a small wimper, if he would've never existed, then none of this would've happened. As he looked down at the Deathscythe pilot, who lay motionless, legs tangled in the bloody bedsheets, Heero was suddenly ripped out of his thoughts. Suddenly the door flew open and Wufei charged in,"Where are they?!!!" he shouted, his sword shining in the light of the ceiling lamp. Quatre and Trowa followed quickly behind Wufei, each holding a small pistol. Trowa eyed Duo,"What happened to him? Heero?" he asked, in his usual monotone, not showing the least bit of remourse. Heero was too tear- choked to answer, so he just stared at him, not willing humiliate him- self by crying. Wufei looked at Duo, a look of horror on his face, "Heero! What happened?!!!!!" he asked, dropping his sword and running to the bedside. Quatre turned pale and felt his knees getting weak,"Is Duo.... dead?" he asked, quivering. Heero stood up and switched into 'perfect soldier mode'. "I think." he answered, his voice devoid of feeling. There was a long silence. Finally, Heero felt his legs get weak, and started shivering,"It's my fault," he murmered, losing balence, and collapsing into himself. "Heero!" shouted Quatre, rushing to his friend's side. Wufei followed Quatre, trying to believe that what he saw wasn't some illusion. Trowa followed quietly behind him, his face still devoid of emotion. As Quatre began getting teary eyed, and Wufei started blaming OZ, Trowa sighed, glanced shortly at Heero, and closed his eyes,"Dehydration.... Heero didn't drink enough. Usually he wouldn't have fainnted, but Duo's death was to much to bear," he explained as if he was talking about his gundam's weapons. Quatre stopped crying, and Wufei stopped theorizing, then both looked at him. "Is he dead?" asked Wufei. "No, I don't think so...." "But he could've died! Damn those OZ soldiers! First they kill Duo and then they almost kill Heero!!!" "I don't think this is OZ's doing. OZ would've killed Duo.... with a mobile doll." Trowa paused,"But Heero would've beaten them. He's an army all in himself." "What'll we do?" asked Quatre, wiping away new tears that were starting to build in his eyes. "We bury Duo, and take care of Heero. But for now, we'll leave Duo here." Wufei looked down at Heero, who lay unconscious in Quatre's arms, his eyes tightly closed as if he was in pain even though he was half-dead and couldn't feel anything. ======================================================================= Heero opened his eyes to see Quatre's worried face gawking back at him,"W-what the hell happened?" asked Heero, as Quatre backed off a little. "You fainted." "I fainted?" "Hard to believe, isn't it?" "Hn." Just then, Heero's eyes grew watery,"W-where's Duo?" he asked, trying hard to sound as emotionless as possble. "Um, ask Trowa...." There was a long pause. "Dead." Quatre glanced at Heero,"What?" "He's dead, he's really dead...." "Heero.... you shouldn't worry about that now.... you should focus on recovering," "Why didn't Sally Po show up?" "She did. But Duo was dead when she showed, and you had fainted. If it weren't for her, you'd be laying in a wooden box five feet under the ground." "What time is it? How many days did I lay unconscious?" "Don't worry, you only were in a coma since yesterday. We're soon having dinner, Wufei's cooking. Do want to join us?" Heero shook his head,"I'm not hungry." Quatre smiled,"OK, let me know if you need anything. Do you know how the intercom works?" "Yeah," answered Heero, his thoughts elsewhere. Quatre nodded,"OK, bye, I'll only be gone shortly." as he headed for the door, he gave Heero a worried glance, then, seeing Heero was staring at him back, Quatre gave a quick smile and closed the door behind him. Heero was about to start pondering, when he sensed someone watching him. He saw a shadow on the wall flash by. Heero became tense and got into defense mode. Then, after nothing happened, he relaxed. "Heero." Heero's head perked up. Trieze was standing near his bedside. "What are you doing here?" demanded Heero, reaching for his gun. "Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you." "Hn?" Heero loosened his grip on the trigger of his pistol. "I just figured that Duo needed some help...." "He's dead." "To the untrained eye, yes. But let's call him half-dead, shall we?" Heero, put down his gun,"What do you mean?" Treize brushed his tongue over his sharp front teeth,"Oh, nothing much." "You're the one...." Treize looked startled,"Pardon me?" "You're the one Duo was talking about..... you're that.... that thing! You killed him!" "I'm suprised at you. How dumb do you think I am? If I wanted to 'kill' Duo, then I would've done it far better than that newbie. You wouldn't even have found him if I was the killer." Heero's eyes narrowed. Some- thing in Trieze's voice told him he wasn't lying. "I just came here to warn you. Duo isn't exactly dead. He's only in a suspended-animation-like state," explained Treize,"All that has happened is that Duo's blood was 'washed out' by the vampire's blood type. That's the reason he's been bleeding so heavily. Now the vampire's blood type is flowing in Duo's system, turning him into a vampire. But these things take time. I'd say in a few days the Duo we know will be gone and only the beast will remain. I'd get rid of him while you still can." Heero opened his mouth to say something, but Treize was gone. Heero scoffed,"Nonsense. I'm probably just halucinating." ======================================================================= >Heh. You probably want to know what happens next. WELL TOO BAD! I'm still not finished with part two. And until I am, I'll leave you in suspense. Oh well, life's not fair. But don't worry, they're other fanfics on this site. So, enjoy your wait, and stay tuned for BITTEN: PART TWO !< |
| ]:} BITTEN:part 1 {:[ by Roxanne de Winter |
>'SUP?! Oh, sorry for asking. Oooookaaaay.... let's move on.... I guess the title kinds gives this fanfic away. A few days ago I rented 'The Forsaken', a really gory horror movie. Sure, the characters talked so fast I barely got the plot, and loud alternative rock music boomed in the backround, and most of the time you could see vampire's guts being blown out, and tons of nudity.... but hey! It was still.... interesting. (In one scene, a guy had to look for where this girl, who was his age and pretty, was bitten, but the vampire bit near pretty girl's crotch. So, the dude first checks the neck and stuff, then he has to check her chest, so he took off her shirt, to bad batgirl wasn't wearing a bra!!!! Then, he stripped her totally until we came to her undies. I wish he would've taken those off, too. AW WELL! There was also a boy infected, but no one took his clothes off. Damn. Always ruin the girl audience's fun.) So anywho, there were also drug interferences. But don't worry! Party drugs help keep your vampirism under control. So anyway, I made my own little 'Forsaken', GW style. I figured that I might have to delete that strip scene, the drug stuff, the violence, the whole blood sucking idea. Hey! I'm a VERY respectable person! (tries not to smirk but ends up grinning) So anyway, I don't think you'd like to hear me act like a cranky movie critic who watched way too many cheesy horror movies just because she had nothing better to do on a Friday night. So, let's hope ya enjoy my satanish little 'fic, and pray I copied that song correctly.... So, CHOW MAN!< |
========================= This world is full of harsh delusions and people may they weak or strong... they lie there left in confusion and problems you thought far away they were wrong how many times must you awake to find the sufferns of a new day searching for those times went by trying to find a way Well the darkness has blinded the light leaving you alone to dream and the silence of this sacred night has been broken by a shadowing spring -Alone to Dream by Moon Shine Blue ========================= |
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