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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 02:47 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Jul 24, 2007
Posts: 1511
Location: Stowing away in Daron's spaceship with a box of Oreos and water
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Lin said to post it, so okay.
Title: Sa
Rating: R for sex and violence and cursing.
Characters: SOAD and one author made character
Disclaimer: This is AU, Alternate Universe. This is not meant to corelate with the real world, this is just my imagination gone wild. In laymen's terms, IT'S NOT REAL.
Summary: A small group of vampires, one lost love, found again, and vampire slayers on the kill after a century old fued.
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Part One
Serj closed his eyes as he assumed the lotus position, floating in mid air above his bed. His room was completely darkened, exactly what he would need for his meditation. He was able to drown out the sounds made by Daron and Shavo across the loft. Sometimes he wished his didn’t have enhanced hearing…
“Fathers, speak to me,” he whispered, “show me the final surviving member of our kind that I may educate him into his life that you have set in his destiny.”
A candle across the room suddenly took light and cast a long shadow against the wall. Serj floated over and stared into the light, trying to see the face in the flame.
“John Dolmayan.” A voice echoed.
“John Dolmayan.” Serj repeated. The face of John became more clear, more defined. Serj smiled in excitement and whispered his thanks. With the image in his mind, he fell on his bed and focused his energy until he could see his unconscious body below him. Floating through walls, he found Shavo and Daron asleep in each others’ arms. He slowly descended upon Shavo’s sleeping figure and touched his head, transferring the image. He did the same to Daron. When they awoke, they would know their job.
“Welcome John Dolmayan.” Serj said with a smile as his astral being was ripped back into his physical form.
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John awoke at noon and knocked his dented alarm clock off his dresser once more. He was tired from his previous night of bouncing, where he kicked two asses that were larger than him and threw them out. They were clearly being a bother to some young woman and he could only be a gentleman and handle the situation for her. Plus, she was kind of cute, in a gothic kind of way.
John pulled himself out of bed and stumbled to the shower. He had some errands to run before his shift as a full time bouncer started at eight. There was gym, grocery shopping, eating, and shopping. He felt that his black shirts were starting to fade, and also, his pants had become tighter. Either they were shrinking, or he was getting fatter.
With a yawn, he turned on the shower head and sighed as the water hit his skin. Cool, then hot. He grabbed his bottle of Axe and scrubbed away sweat, blood, and scabs from fighting. His knuckles were slightly sore, and he didn’t know exactly how they could be when he boxed every Tuesday and Wednesday. Also, his limbs were getting sore every time he stretched them. He did stretches before working out and bouncing, but in the past few weeks, he’d been getting tired from that. Also, he’d been drinking a lot less water. He would force himself to drink some, and then get a stomach ache and have to use the bathroom. His appetite had completely gone, but he didn’t look like he was starving. He seemed very healthy indeed. The only thing he was able to even eat was meat. Raw meat. He had seen a doctor about it, who said he seemed extremely healthy. He wasn’t sick physically or mentally to a dangerous degree.
John didn’t lead too much of an extravagant lifestyle. He was a bachelor, thirty-five, and worked as a bouncer at Maelstrom, an underground night club for the goth culture. The pay was fine; he wasn’t into material possessions. His most expensive thing was maybe his entire apartment. It was small and perfect for his solitary life. He had no friends, no girlfriends or anything. He just lived by himself and protected people. It wasn’t that he couldn’t get any friends, he was just painfully shy. He only expressed content and anger. Most of the time he was content, but because of his job, and seeing so many assholes messing with girls, he also felt anger. Yes, it was a bland life until maybe that night.
At Maelstrom, he was standing post near the hallway door that lead to the outside. He scanned the floor of twisting, writing, darkly clothed bodies and started to relax. It was beginning to look like a normal, quiet night when a young woman caught his eye. No, it wasn’t because she had on a frilly black skirt and black and white striped stocking and platform Mary Janes. It wasn’t because she had long, thin braids falling down her shoulders and ebony skin. It was the fact that two guys had her against a pillar and she looked in dire need of help. John took a deep breath and approached the group.
John grabbed both guys by the neck and pulled them off her with a powerful yank. The stench of liquor was flowing off their bodies in their perspiration. One of the guys was taller than him by a few inches, but scrawny, the other was taller than him and was considerably built.
“Are they giving you problems, miss?” He asked through his teeth.
“Hell yeah! Can you kick them out?” She asked. Her voice and face sounded strong, but the way she was wringing her hands indicated that she was actually scared of these two. They didn’t even look like they belonged here with their baggy pants and hats to the side.
“Gladly. Wait here.” John dragged them, kicking and screaming to the door. Frustrated, he Charlie horsed the tall scrawny one and forced his head into the hard dark floor. The second one was flipped over his shoulder and pinned the ground.
“Now we can do this easily and quietly, or you two can get your asses kicked!” John yelled. The weaker one nodded immediately while his buff counterpart growled something. John punched him in the mouth. “What did you say? You want your ass kicked?” He forced his hand around the throat and squeezed.
“Come on man, let us just leave! We won’t be trouble!” John thought about the small one’s words and decided to let them up. He stood and motioned for them to stand as well as he escorted them out. Then, he stood and watched them leave, making sure they were out of his field of vision before he went back in to attend to the girl. She was still standing against the pole, arms crossed across her corset.
“Did you know those men?” John asked.
“Yeah. Look, do you think you could walk or drive me home? I mean, not right now, after the club closes.” She seemed pretty serious and scared. The last thing that came to his mind was sex with her, although he had heard stories about black girls.
“No. They won’t be a problem. They’re long gone.” He tried to offer a smile, which he could tell had failed because she only seemed to get more worried.
“No, no. That’s not good. Please, could you take me home?” Her eyes glistened with tears. John felt a strange pull in his chest, a feeling unfamiliar to him. She was making him feel uncomfortable.
“I’m sorry. I can’t interfere myself with your issues. You would be a liability if anything happened to you under my watch.” With that, John turned and walked as fast as he could back to his post. When he looked back, he couldn’t find her anywhere. Sighing, he once again focused on the crowd and waited for more disturbances.
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Serj, Shavo, and Daron were all standing in Serj’s room, awaiting midnight in silence. It was only at midnight, only on John’s actual birthday when his transformation would be completed, could they welcome him into the Brotherhood. They already knew how to find him; the deceased spirits had spoken to Serj, the oldest living Armenian vampire and possibly oldest vampire in the world. He would be forever, eternally 40, the age when he was transformed, over 3,000 years ago. He had witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations and lost many a love, always the same woman. She was reincarnated, time and time again and he always did his best to find her, to be with her again. He wanted to make her eternal, but she couldn’t bear living that long. She always hated life and it wasn’t long before she was killed, died of disease, or killed herself.
The alarm clock went off, the candles blew out.
“It is time, brothers.” Serj said.
“Ooh, I can’t wait to see him in real life!” giggled Daron. “He looks cute!”
“Hey!” exclaimed Shavo, feeling unloved.
“Don’t worry, you know I wouldn’t leave you for him!” Daron stood on his toes and pulled Shavo down to meet him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
“Are you two finished?” Serj asked impatiently.
“Yeah grandpa, let’s go.” Shavo said as he stood up again.
“Good.” They walked out the room, up the stairs to the upper level and opened the balcony window. Serj raised his nose the air and inhaled deeply. He could smell the blood of a vampire, but couldn’t tell why. Had he spilled blood recently?
“I know you two smell that.” He said to Shavo and Daron. They were all standing on the ledge getting ready to leap into the streets. A scream pierced the night and Serj felt a familiar pang in his heart.
“Let’s go. I’ll check on the girl, you guys follow behind in case he shows up.” Serj jumped into the air and flew to the roof of another building below. He bounced and ran to the ledge, leaping with skill and dexterity. Behind him, he could hear their long, black coats swishing in the wind. The screams were becoming quieter, more muffled and a man’s voice was now prominent.
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John found his night turning out even more strange as his boss ordered him to leave early. “It’s your birthday Johnny boy, go out, have fun or something, okay?” John accepted, albeit hesitantly. He didn’t feel good about leaving the girl in the club by herself in case the two guys showed up again. Oh well. The other bouncers could handle it, he decided.
As he traveled down the streets, suddenly abandoned and cold with wind, he heard a woman’s voice. He picked up the pace, and then slowed. If someone was getting raped, he didn’t want to be involved. He didn’t want to be a witness for a case or be in the public eye in any way. Yet, as he crossed the street and approached an alley, he stole a glance down it and immediately regretted it.
It was the girl from the club. The two men had her forced against a pile of trash and her eyes met this once more, pleading, begging. John turned his head and pretended not to notice, just as he felt thin, but strong hands land on his back and a loud crash from the alley behind him. He turned to throw a punch, but the thin man was not behind him. Instead, it was a taller, thinner bald man with evil eyebrows and a long, sectioned beard. He felt a smaller person jump on his back and wrap their arms around his neck, choking him with incredible power. John tried to run the figure against the building near him, tried to beat him off, but the force was resilient. Nothing he could do would get it off his back. Then, the tall man came up in front of him and delivered a powerful blow to the side of his head. John dropped to the ground, dizzy and uncoordinated.
“Serj!” he heard the voice echo. His neck and head were released and crashed to the ground. The thin man remained with him while the small woman, judging from the long hair and voice, ran into the alley. The man she called Serj walked out onto the street with the boy of that woman from the club in his arms. She seemed unconscious. He tried to get a clear look at his face, but all he saw were angry, bright red eyes glaring down at him. He said something in a language John could barely recognize. The thin man hoisted John over his shoulder and then they were in the air, flying. The sensation was enough to make him pass out as he watched the ground move below him.
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 03:27 PM
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Dart
Joined: Feb 26, 2007
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Location: Here not there
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 04:06 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Jul 24, 2007
Posts: 1511
Location: Stowing away in Daron's spaceship with a box of Oreos and water
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| Lol, aren't I a bonekill? |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 04:50 PM
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Marmalade
Joined: Dec 19, 2007
Posts: 2111
Location: Inside Daron ;)
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^coooool story  what are you waiting for, write some more, come on 
Ive always thought about a SOAD vampire story coz it would combine my two fetishes  cool to read one here  |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 05:08 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Jul 24, 2007
Posts: 1511
Location: Stowing away in Daron's spaceship with a box of Oreos and water
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Feto-combo! woot
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In Serj’s loft, Shavo lay the limp body of John on the ground. Daron scurried over to get a better look.
“This is why we smelled blood. He accidentally scraped his knee!” Daron worked up the right pants leg and showed them where an abrasion had formed and was beginning to heal. He also grabbed his hand and pointed to the where he had peeled his scabs.
“Wow, he must have been fighting.” Serj said solemnly. His eyes had returned to brown, and his skin had returned from pale white. “Put him in my room and prepare him.” He carried the girl’s body up to an area that you would have described as a guest room if he had walls. He laid her on the bed and paused before walking back down the stairs to finish John’s transformation. Daron and Shavo couldn’t perform the ceremony. They were much too young in human and vampire years; Daron was perpetually 33, Shavo 34. They had been transformed at the same time, willingly after Serj met them outside a KISS concert back in 1985. Technically, they should have been in their fifties, and as vampires, they were considered babies.
I wonder if she will recognize me…Serj thought. He walked to the stairs, started to take a step and then decided to just jump over the banister. He landed silently in front of his room, the only part with walls that blocked out light. It could have been a storage closet, but now it was just his dwelling. He waited patiently for Shavo and Daron to come out and started undoing his clothes
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John awoke with a start to the feel of hands pulling his clothes off.
“What the hell?” he screamed as he kicked and twisted away from Daron who already had his pants off.
“Hush! We’re getting ready to make you a full-fledged vampire!” Daron laughed as John’s face turned scarlet as he tried to pull himself away. His shirt was already undone and Shavo was straddling his waist.
“We just need you to get naked!” Shavo chuckled. “We all had to do it, except Serj.” He ripped the black shirt off of him and threw it to the side. John was surprised how strong he was for a skeleton. Next, he felt his boxers slide off and felt completely exposed as Shavo crawled off him and stood by Daron to admire their handiwork.
“Let’s go get Serj and ask him if we can watch!” Daron said gleefully. They ran out of the room, leaving John completely naked and confused. Vampire? He thought. It would explain a lot…
Outside, Daron and Shavo were begging permission.
“But you let us watch each other!” Argued Shavo.
“You two are lovers! It was more or less just porn for the two of you. Consider it a favor.” Serj grumbled. He pushed them aside and stepped into his room to find John, standing absolutely naked before him. John felt his heart race. The older man had his shirt unbuttoned, not tucked, and his pants were hanging off his waist teasingly. He watched in horror as a grin spread across his face. He had menacing eyebrows and mustache with short, curly, dark hair. Serj stepped around him and began lighting some candles.
“Quickly. Lie down. We must finish this before the sun rises.” Serj ordered.
“Not until you tell me what’s going on and where I am!” John retorted. He was startled when Serj was immediately in his face with a stare similar to the one he saw on the street.
“Do not underestimate my kindness for weakness John. I’m trying to do you a favor.” Serj returned to lighting his candles and John, defeated, laid down on the bed, head on the pillow. Serj turned around, smiling again and began to take off his clothes. He could smell the fear dripping from his body. He could practically taste the adrenaline that coursed through his veins. This would be a tasty transformation, he knew.
He crawled on top of John, completely naked and stared into his eyes. “You have to trust me John. This will be more enjoyable than my own transformation.” John was transfixed by Serj’s eyes. They seemed dead and alive at the same time. He inhaled sharply as Serj stroked his cheek gently, tracing his fingers down his neck. Serj dipped his head to lick the side of John’s neck, tasting the sweat that was only a sign of what was to come. It was all he could do to control himself and stop himself from biting his neck right there and then. No, I have to take this slowly so that he feels comfortable with me, Serj spoke to himself. John’s muscles were still taught, flexing. He was much too tense anyways.
“Take a deep breath John. Being relaxed will make this easier.” John took a breath and closed his eyes. Serj smiled and said, “Good job. That’s much better.” He whispered as he started kissing his neck and shoulders, gently rubbing his cock that was starting to fill with blood. John wanted to runaway. He was feeling something he had never felt in years since he was a teenager. He opened his mouth and let out a small moan as Serj’s tongue grazed against his nipple and hand squeezed tighter.
“Yes, relax. Let me make you completely what you are to be.” Serj ran his tongue down the center of John’s torso, smiling as he heard him gasp. Just as he got to his cock, he asked, “Do you want to be a vampire?”
“Fuck yeah.” John groaned as Serj’s fingers ran across his balls.
“Good!” Serj pulled John into his mouth and let his tongue massage the vein of his cock. John’s hands grabbed his hair and groaned loudly. This was more than he could bear. Serj sucked and played with his balls like a professional whore before pulling away and spreading his legs.
“Now you must be completely relaxed for this.” Serj inserted a moistened finger from his mouth into John’s ass, making his hips buck.
“Calm John. I won’t hurt you.” Serj pulled his finger out and licked another to stick in. John groaned and gasped as Serj made scissoring motions to loosen him up. Right when Serj figured he was ready, he pulled himself back up to John’s face. With a smile, he forced himself in just as he bit his neck. John cried out as clawed at Serj’s back as he began to thrust and suck at the same time. Serj moaned in ecstasy; the blood was sweeter than he imagined now that endorphines had been released and mingled with the adrenaline. John was so tight, such a virgin to sex in general. His moans and movement against his thrusts almost sent him over the edge, but he knew he had to wait for John to pass out first, and there was no telling how long that would take. Shavo was quicker because he had just hit the bong, but Daron was more lively and horny and sober at the same time. He was also used to bloodplay with Shavo so he could stand loosing blood.
Serj noticed John had become quiet and still and he pulled away from his neck. Grabbing a knife from his bedside, a tool he had learned to sleep with over the years, he cut his shoulder open and pulled John’s head up to it. Once John’s tongue got a taste of Serj’s blood, he came to life again and began drinking furiously. Serj moaned and continued his fucking until John let go and came at the same time. His orgasm was a mixture of blood and semen and cries from his mouth, showing he had just had his first orgasm in years.
Serj grinned and came much quieter. He crawled off the top of John and helped him sit up. “Come, you are not quite finished yet.” He led a delirious John out of his room to the underside of the upper level of the loft where a bathroom had been fixated. John immediately ran to the toilet and began vomiting all water and food. Serj clucked and rubbed his back gently as his body emptied all contents that weren’t blood, semen, saliva, or sweat.
When he finished, John flushed the toilet, quickly regretting it as he sat and began to take what could have been the largest dump of his life. His father would say otherwise, but that was only because he had to take care of John as a baby by himself for a few days and the diaper changes had traumatized him.
When John was completely rid of all bodily fluids and wastes, he let Serj lead him to the bath tub where he began filling it with hot water.
“I know this is hard, but understand. We are some of the last few of our kind. Are you familiar with the Armenian Genocide?” Serj asked as he helped him into the tub and sit down. He grabbed a bottle of Axe and a wash cloth and began gently scrubbing John’s worn body.
“No. What was it?” John asked.
“You don’t know anything of your culture?” Serj asked, shocked.
“My parents are from Lebanon, not…Armenia?”
Serj shook his head and said, “Your grandfather came from Armenia. Years ago, farther back than the genocide, there were certain countries with vampire populations. Armenia happened to be one of them. They always warred with surrounding countries except the Greeks and Syrians because they were vampires as well. The Turkish, then the Ottoman empire, were best known as vampire slayers. There was an agreement that as long as no one hurt the other, there would be killing, but one day, a Turkish man kidnapped and raped an Armenian girl and all war broke out. Some escaped the war-torn country just before the genocide occurred.” Serj’s voice seemed to suddenly take on his actual age with the recollection of the memory.
“They killed them all. Armenians, some Greeks, and the Syrians. History would show it to be something else entirely, but that is exactly what happened. I was there. Armenia was once a large, prosperous country, that now is reduced to the size of a U.S. state. Now, very few people know they are vampires and when it comes for them to transform, no one is there to help make the transformation complete. They lose all powers they had started to gain and go back to being human. It is sad. It’s getting even harder because some are mixed with other races to the point that you cannot trace them at all.
“In Armenia, children were converted on their thirteenth birthdays. It was not as you experienced, it was painful and brutal. You, Shavo, and Daron are lucky.”
Serj let this settle in John’s head as he finished his bath. Then John asked, “Is Daron that girl?”
“What girl?” Had he seen?
“The one with the long brown hair and high voice.”
Serj tossed his head back laughed while he helped John up with a large towel. “Daron is a boy!”
John smacked himself in the head. “Ah, shit. My fault.” |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 05:22 PM
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Ego Brain
Joined: Dec 08, 2007
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Location: Shooting up your world
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| Great vampire slash! I want more! |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 05:50 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Jul 24, 2007
Posts: 1511
Location: Stowing away in Daron's spaceship with a box of Oreos and water
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| thanks! You will get more, count on it... |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 08:38 PM
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Premium Member
Joined: Jan 09, 2006
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Location: dancing in the acid rain
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Mmm, I didn't know this was going to have such slashy sexiness! Me likey!
This just keeps getting better and better, and I'm not even a "vampire" person. Awesome writing, Dika!
I'm very much looking forward to the the next installment.
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 08:41 PM
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Dart
Joined: Sep 06, 2007
Posts: 940
Location: Into the Wild.
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great!
I like kt so far, waiting for more! |
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Posted: Jul 14, 2008 - 10:57 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Jul 24, 2007
Posts: 1511
Location: Stowing away in Daron's spaceship with a box of Oreos and water
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| Thanks! Whoo, didn't know you all (minus Lin maybe) had vampire fantasies waiting to come true. I thought it was just me... |
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