Disclaimer: I own
nothing
Warning: Um how does
creepy sound? Very very creepy....
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Quatre skipped into
the smoky bar. His hands behind his back, humming gently too himself. It was
dinnertime and he couldn't find anything he wanted to eat. A small pout marred
his angelic face.
Trowa had found his
meal for the night and wouldn't be back with him for hours.
Quatre sighed, hanging
his head. At this rate he'd never find something to eat…
"Hey there pretty
boy." A deep voice said behind him.
Maybe he spoke too
soon? He turned and gave the man his
best terrified boy look. Amazingly the man seemed to not notice the unnatural
paleness of his skin, or the shine of his glasslike nails. " Oh sir could
you help me I'm lost." He said purposely raising his voice to sound like a
child...actually the perfect imitation of a the boy he'd had for dinner the
night before.
The tall man leered,
blowing a ring of smoke into the air, he leaned down and wrapped his arm around Quatre.
"Is that so? Well let Uncle Jake take care of you."
Jake laughed.
Quatre smirked
inwardly. Too easy. On the outside his face was a bright mask of
innocence. His blue eyes were wide and
shining…" Will you really sir? Oh thank you! My daddy will be so
happy!" He continued on with the childish voice.
He touched the man’s
mind, saw some of the dirty things he had planned for him...torture, rape, more
torture, rape again, then kill him leaving him in a ditch to rot. Never anything
new from this type of meal.
"Of course pretty
where do you live?" He asked squeezing Quatre in what was supposed to be a
reassuring hug.
It felt more like a
grope. " 1347 Bakers Lane." He said proudly...lying.
The man's brows rose,
that was a good neighborhood people might ask questions...
Quatre listened to his
victim's thoughts. No! He couldn't get away. He gave the man a pleading smile
and tilited his head to one side," Please sir?" He said in
his- er 'borrowed' childlike voice.
Giving in to the sheer
cuteness before him, Jake nodded. " All right cuteness, I'll take you
home." He answered.
Placing a hand over
his mouth Quatre covered a fangy smile and giggled. " Oh thank you Jake!
My name's Quatre and my daddy is going to be so happy you helped me." He
smiled.
Jake nodded, smirking
back at his friends as he led Quatre from the bar. His mind reeling with the
things he planned to do to the little delicacy in his arms.
Humming happily again,
Quatre hopped along beside Jake. Maybe he'd even let Jake touch him a bit
before he killed him. Though he loved Trowa, the boy was just too gentle
sometimes no fun…no fun at all…. After a few blocks, Quatre noticed Jake
looking around them. Finally the man was going to make his move. Good he was starving.
Without warning Jake
jerked Quatre into a deserted alley. Quatre went with a startled ‘eep’! Making
certain to put on a frightened face. " W-what are you doing Mr.
Jake?" He asked.
Smirking Jake grabbed
Quatre close to his chest. " You shouldn't talk to strangers little one
didn't your daddy teach you that?" He laughed grabbing clumsily at
Quatre's clothing.
Quatre frowned and
thought, ‘ He's going to rip my shirt. I like this shirt. At least the
last guy brought me to an abandoned shack. Ok this game isn't fun anymore.’
Sighing Quatre turned to look Jake in the eye, the innocent expression
vanishing. " I guess I can say the same for you." Quatre replied, his
voice returning to normal.
He let a slow smile
spread across his features.
Jake looked alarmed
for the first time...realizing he wasn't the one in control.
“What...what.."
Quatre giggled, and broke out of Jake's grip easily, and pushed the man to the
ground. His giggles died, as he reverted to the child's voice and mock pouted,
" Oooh did Jakie fall down?"
The forlorn child look
he was going for, was extremely overshadowed by the vicious hungry look in his
eyes. " Here let me help you."
He yanked Jake up to his knees by the front of his shirt.
"What the hell
are you!" Jake screamed.
Quatre winced then
slapped a hand over Jake's mouth, all pretenses of gentleness gone he glared
into his victim's eyes. " Now. Now. No screaming...well at least in
public. If you had brought us to a nice quiet little house instead you'd be
allowed to scream till your hearts content. I like my food loud." He
smiled widely, his fangs gleaming in the dim moonlight.
Jake's eyes widened.
One word flashed through his mind briefly. Vampire.
"Goodie! Jakie
got it right on his first try!" Quatre said excitedly, a slight manic
gleam coming to his eyes. As he took his hand away from Jake's mouth.
Jake immediately began
screaming for help.
Quatre slapped him
firmly across the cheek. " No. Bad Jakie." Quatre tsked "No
screaming."
Jake looked into the
angelic features of his intended victim.
Sighing Quatre puffed
out his cheeks. " Well if you hadn't tried to rip my shirt, I would have
let you play with me a little bit before I killed you...but oh well."
Quatre laughed once
more, then sank his teeth into Jake's neck. A soft lullaby floated through his
mind as he drank and drank and drank and drank. Ignoring the feeble attempts
Jake made to push him away.
'Hush little baby
don't say a word momma's gonna buy you a mocking bird if that mocking bird
won't sing...momma's gonna buy you a diamond ring...if that diamond ring won't
shine...momma's gonna buy you a bottle of wine...if that bottle of wine gets
broke...momma's gone kill you a billy goat...if that billy goat won't
please...momma's gonna break both your knees...if that doesn't please momma's
baby, well then maybe she won't care because momma will just rip out your
hair...if that doesn't make momma's baby shut up...then momma's got no choice
but to-' Oh his heart stop.
Quatre pulled away
from Jake and watched him hit the
pavement with a soft 'thump.'
He grinned, and pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket.
Dabbing the blood gently from his lips. He tucked it back in his pocket, then turned to leave—he stopped when he felt
a familiar presence near him.
"I'm not rough
enough for you? " Trowa's voice sounded as impassive as ever behind him.
Quatre giggled. "
Only sometimes."
Trowa stepped out of
the shadows then, his uni-bang hanging down over one eye as usual. The black
suit he'd taken to wearing pressed to perfection, the white shirt beneath it
matching the tone of his skin.
Trowa had become a lot
paler than the rest of them...even more than Quatre. He adjusted his tie, and
stepped over the remains of Quatre's dinner. " Enjoy yourself?" he
asked.
Nodding vigorously
Quatre took Trowa's arm. " Oh yes he was delicious!" He answered.
The corner of Trowa's
mouth tilted upwards. " I see. Now about this ' to gentle' thing."
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I told ya it was
creepy. Did you listen to me nooooooo you had to go read it anyway ^_~ Anyway I
made a few changes to the lullaby if you didn't notice. If that version looked
familiar to you then you frighten me O_O;
Wufei's Hunt
Disclaimers: I own
nothing
Warning: Weirdness,
violence, and bad criminal names!
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Wufei stood on the top
of a skyscraper running his eyes over the city...his city. His hunting ground.
The wind whipped his loose hair across his eyes then. Brushing it aside he
frowned in concentration. Louis had declined to hunt with him this evening. Not
that he cared, the whole Louis jr. thing, was really getting on his nerves
anyway.
The sound of gunshots
and alarm bells went off just then. A small smirk formed on Wufei's lips. Just
what he was looking for. Scanning the streets quickly he located the source
almost immediately. A gray sedan was speeding down mainstreet... heading for
the bridge he guessed. Reading their minds he surmised they were the dreaded
bank robbers dubbed. 'Shredder' Given this name for their tendency to shred at
least one of their victims during a robbery.
Wufei had found his
dinner. Jumping down to the street below he followed the car to it's
destination....well after those incompetent police officers got left behind.
Two men jumped out of the car whooping and hollering they took the loot and
dumped it on the car hood.
" Did you see the
look on that guard's face?"
" Ha! Ha! It was
priceless!"
" Yeah too bad we
had to kill him though."
" Yeah what's a
Shredder robbery without a shredding?"
Both men continued
laughing dividing out the money between them.
" Indeed what is
a shredder robbery without a shredding."
Both men looked up
guns raised.
" Who the fuck
are you?!" One of them said.
"Wufei." He
answered.
"And I'm Death!
Nice ta meet ya!"
Peering around the two
men Wufei saw Duo standing with his hands on his hips and a wicked leer on his
face. " Maxwell. What the hell are you doing?"
" Hi Wu!"
"I haven't eaten
yet and I thought I'd join you since you got two of em anyway."
Both men looked from
one to the other.
"What the
hell?"
Laughing Duo sprang
forward latching onto the one that spoke. " Hell that's where I'm sending
you!"
Wufei followed suit
with the other. Rolling his eyes, and they said he was annoying. Sinking his
teeth into the man's shoulder he drank listening carefully to his heartbeat.
When it slowed down to the point where he was barely alive he pulled away.
Standing up he drew his sword pointing it at the man's face. " You have
taken 5 innocent lives in your quest for recognition for that you will lose
five parts of your body and then I will kill you."
"Oh oh Wufei let
me! Let me!" Duo said hoping up and down over his victim.
"No, Maxwell this
isn't about fun it's about justice!"
Pouting Duo sat on his
victims barely moving chest, folding his arms he sulked until Wufei made his
first slash. The pout immediately disappeared as he began cheering him on.
" Do it again! Do it again!"
" Duo!"
" Fine. Are you
going to do mine next?" He asked hopefully.
Wufei looked down at
the twitching decapitated corpse then over to the one Duo was sitting on.
Shrugging he walked over.
Duo immediately got up
and let Wufei do his thing.
Standing back Wufei
wiped the blood out of his eyes, justice was messy. Looking down at his
formerly white clothing he frowned.
"
Wuuufeeeei" Duo said next to his ear.
"What
Maxwell." Wufei said gathering up the body parts in a pile. Walking to the
car he popped the truck and began tossing the pieces in. "I'm busy right
now." Wiping his bloody hands on his pants as best he could Wufei gathered
the money put it in a sack and closed the door.
Duo walked up behind
him playing with his blood soaked braid. " Did anyone ever tell you how
cute you look covered in blood?" He asked wickedly.
Wufei glared at him
and prepared to leave. Only to find himself with two armfuls of braided
psychopathic idiot. " Duo! Duo get off of me this in-mph."
Pinning Wufei's arms
above his head Duo pressed his lips to Wufei's. Sinking his fangs into his
bottom lip.
Wufei responded much
to Duo's surprise by flipping them over so Duo was on the bottom. Pulling his
lip free. " Heero would kill us both if we get caught."
Duo's eyes gleamed as
he wrapped his legs around Wufei...there was nothing scarier than a vampire on
blood high and an adrenaline rush....except for Duo being the vampire on a
blood high and adrenaline rush. " Yeah isn't it exciting?" He purred
locking his legs around Wufei's hips. He arched up to capture his lips in a
searing kiss.
There on the blood
soaked ground both boys started a new game.
Never noticing the two
people standing on top of the bridge watching.
Quatre giggled. "
Somebody is naughty....." he sing-songed.
Trowa nodded.
" Ohhh but Duo is
really flexible!" He clapped.
" ...."
Tilting his head to
the side Quarte pursed his lips. " Trowa? Can we do that in a puddle of
blood sometime too?!"
" ....! "
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I can't help it I like those two together.....Well now that I
finished this I have to go to dinner at my neighbors.