Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Vampires call ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2

 

 

Duo groaned and pulled his thin jacket more firmly around his body. He could barely move after the beating he'd received at the hands of those two thugs and he now had only the clothes on his back. In his condition he doubted he'd make it to the kitchen or Hilde's so he was pretty much screwed with night falling and the temperature already plummeting towards zero. He shivered violently, teeth clacking together and tried to will some warmth into his body. Unless he got up he knew he was a goner but he couldn't. He was so out of it he didn't even here the approaching footsteps until it was too late.

 

“Well, well. What do we have here?” Duo managed to look up, not that it helped with two black eyes.

 

“Pretty little thing aren't ya.” Duo swallowed. No, this couldn't be happening.

 

“Stop taunting and pick him up. Clean him up nice and the boss can make a bit with him.” Duo tried to fight back but he was simply too badly beaten. He tried to scream for help as a syringe was emptied into a vein and his world went black.

 

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Duo staggered as he came back to consciousness. He was being dragged down a hall, maybe. It was hard to focus on anything and everything seemed to keep changing. He felt himself giggle slightly and stumble again.

 

“Looks like sleeping beauty's awake. Still doped but awake. Hey kid, you hear me?” Duo giggled again at the weird figure making funny sounds in front of him.

“Still too far under, good. At least this way he'll be easy to control.” They pushed Duo through a door and then held him still.

 

“So this is our new acquisition. Good job boys.” The two thugs stood straighter as a thin older man stood and stepped closer. Using the head of his cane he tilted the braided teens head up and smiled.

“Very good job. I'm assuming you already gave him a dose?” Duo giggling again and swaying alarmingly on his feet answered that question. The man circled him and Duo continued to giggle.

“A good reaction to the drug. Take him for a full medical and get him cleaned up a bit. Keep him drugged, I want him addicted within a week. Do we have a name?”

 

“No sir, found him beat up in an alley.”

 

“A street rat, perfect. Take him away. No wait. Let's see how he likes this.” The man went back to his desk and opened an ornate box, carefully selecting a vial before locking the box and returning to the group.

“Open his mouth.” The thugs obeyed and the man carefully tipped the vials contents down the teen's throat. He choked slightly before swallowing and slumping in the thug's arms, eyes rolling and limbs spasming slightly.

 

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Duo groaned, his head felt like it was going to explode and he couldn't clear it well enough to think. He tried to move only to find he couldn't without sending white-hot shards of pain throughout his entire body.

 

“Awake again are we?” He barely managed to crack one eye open and try to glare at the speaker.

“Now don't do that. I'd hate to have to punish you for impertinence.” Duo groaned again.

“My boys were right, you really do clean up pretty. I'd imagine you are in considerable pain right now. That would be withdrawal. You've spent the last week quite high on designer drugs but you are well overdue for another dose. However I need you at least semi-coherent at the moment and not a giggling idiot. I will ask you some questions. Answer honestly and I'll give you your dose. Lie or fail to answer and I will leave you like this. Oh, and don't think you can just wait out the withdrawal, you can't. I am very good at what I do boy, without regular doses you will slowly lose your mind until you are a simple babbling idiot with fewer brain cells than a rock. Am I clear?”

 

“Yes.” Duo managed to ground out.

 

“Good. Name?”

 

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`Duo.' He giggled. The voice was back, such a pretty voice all in his head.

`Duo.' He continued to giggle; unaware of the fact that he was chained to a bed or that he was under guard.

`Soon Duo. Soon you will be mine.' Silly voice how could he belong to it? He didn't notice the guards exchanging a look before one approached him with a syringe and plunged it into a vein, adding another needle mark to his bruised arm. He gasped as his body began convulsing before passing out.

 

“How long do you reckon this one will last?”

 

“Not long with how much junk we're pumping into him. Once the drugs have done their job he isn't our problem anymore anyway.”

 

“Where do think they'll send him?”

 

“With his looks? That's easy.”

 

“Guess so. Bet if he knew he'd be glad for the drugs.”

 

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Heero studied the room before smiling. Finally, everything was ready. He'd chosen a room far beneath ground level for safety so there were no windows. The bed was king sized and as comfortable as he could make it. Candles were set in strategic places for light while unlit incense sticks were ready and waiting. He was exhausted from setting up the necessary protections and wards but it was worth it. Duo would be his no matter what. He could wait the necessary fifty or more years for everyone and everything the teen held dear to be gone. Then Duo would have nothing but him to turn to. Even so far underground he could feel the sun beginning to rise so he left the room and headed for his own to sleep for the day. He would take his mate tonight. The small pulses of calling he sent during the day should have been enough to weaken any resistance by now. Heero stripped and crawled into bed, falling into a death like sleep almost instantly.

 

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He gripped his cane tightly as he watched the figure on the bed. He had stopped giggling two days ago to the relief of the guards, apparently they found it annoying. The teen's head lolled listlessly on the bed even as an occasional spasm racked his body. Amethyst eyes were wide and unseeing as they darted, never settling on anything. He ran a gloved hand down the boys cheek and received a moan, but not of pain. He smiled; the drugs were working better than he ever dreamt.

 

“Duo.” Amethyst eyes tried to focus on him before the boy gave up.

“Good.” He undid the chains and stepped back.

“Stand up.” He watched as the slender body struggled to rise and then stand, swaying unsteadily.

“Turn around.” Still swaying Duo obeyed.

 

“You've truly outdone yourself this time old friend.” He turned to his companion and nodded at the compliment.

“May I?”

 

“Of course.” The second man stepped closer and gripped the teen's chin, forcing his head up. He waved a hand in front of unfocused eyes but there was no reaction.

“Completely obedient?”

 

“But of course. Nothing but the best for you.”

 

“You will receive your money in the usual way. I have a car so I will take him now.”

 

“As you wish. Conscious or unconscious?”

 

“Un… what was that?” Those were the last words he ever uttered as he collapsed, dead before he hit the floor. The other man twisted his cane, allowing a slender blade to slip free, eyes wildly searching the room for the assailant. He froze as he felt cold hands lifting him easily from the floor to slam into a wall. He tried to scream as glowing blue eyes met his, angry beyond belief. He felt the world become hazy as his body relaxed.

 

“What have you done to my Mate?” A low voice hissed and so he answered.

 

“Drugged.”

 

“Why?”

 

“To sell.”

 

“For what purpose?”

 

“Slave house.”

 

“What sort of slave house?” Heero hissed, even though he was pretty sure he knew.

 

“Sex.” He screamed in rage and then broke the mans neck, he would not dirty himself with his blood. He turned to see his mate still standing where he'd been left, not reacting to anything that had happened. Heero reached for the bond his blood had created and opened it. He immediately wanted to pull back from the feel of Duo's mind. Thanks to the drugs it was a mess so first thing first, fix that. A loud banging caught his attention and he swore, so he was going to have to get them out of here first. He easily picked up an unprotesting Duo and simply leapt from the fifth story window.

 

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Heero put his precious burden down on the couch. He blamed himself for the mortal's condition; he should have kept a closer eye on him. He reached again for the bond while moving so that he had easy access to the vein in Duo's neck. He licked it and then bit and nearly spat the tainted blood straight back out but instead forced himself to swallow. He removed as much of it as he could without killing Duo and then began going through his mind, trying to put everything back to normal.

 

When he finally finished two hours later Duo was deathly pale and unconscious but he would live and be all right when he woke, maybe a little disorientated. He covered him gently with a blanket and then left the room to finish the very last preparations. He would give Duo a few days in the apartment to recover before calling him to him but he would be keeping a closer eye on him this time.

 

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Duo stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling, trying to work out what was going on. His memories were hazy and he felt incredibly weak. Groaning he pushed himself into a sitting position to find he was on a couch and had been covered by a nice woollen blanket. What had happened to him? He focused, trying to remember. He'd woken in an alley, too sore to move and then the men had come. He raised his arm to see multiple needle marks and forced himself from the couch and into the nearby bathroom, heaving violently into the toilet. A vague memory flittered through his mind of an older man questioning him and he had answered, wanting what he had offered. Drugs, he'd been addicted to some weird sort of drugs. So where was he now and why did he feel okay? He stumbled back out of the bathroom and into the kitchen where a note lay.

 

Duo,

You are safe in the apartment. The men that took you have been dealt with. Under no circumstances are you to leave. There is plenty of food and movies for your entertainment. You lost a lot of blood so drink plenty of fluid to replace it.

 

The note was unsigned and he was unsure wether or not to trust it.

 

`Duo.' He froze. Maybe the drugs hadn't worn off as much as he'd thought.

`Trust me Duo. Eat.' Duo blinked. He was back on the couch with a half eaten ham sandwich and a large glass of juice. How had that happened? Shrugging he finished the food and lay down to sleep.

 

Heero smiled as he watched through the window. Soon.

 

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Duo paced the apartment restlessly. It had been a week since he'd woken on the couch and he was going out of his mind with frustration. He'd tried leaving several times only to suddenly find himself halfway through doing something else. It was like he was blacking out for some reason and he didn't like it. Or the voice he kept hearing in his head.

 

`Duo.' Like now. Duo sighed and closed his eyes.

 

“You're not real. Just a figment of my imagination.” He heard an amused chuckle and shivered.

“Look pal, thanks for the rescue but I have a life to get back to! My friends will be worried about me by now.”

 

`You don't need them. I'm coming Duo. You'll be mine soon.'

 

“Back up pal I belong to no one!” Duo snarled.

 

“Duo.” He spun and then backed up. Standing at the other side of the room was a dark haired, pale teenager dressed in black jeans and a green tank top. In the middle of winter.

 

“Stay away from me.” Duo looked around wildly for a weapon, still backing up.

 

“I won't hurt you Duo.”

 

“Yeah right.” Duo made the mistake of meeting his gaze and stopped moving. He'd never seen such blue eyes before. He blinked slowly as a feeling of peace descended over him.

 

“Come to me Duo.” Heero held out his hand but didn't move, Duo had to come to him. He remained passive as Duo took a jerky step forward. The blood bond and his rather impressive powers overriding Duo's natural distrust and defences.

“That's it Duo. Come to me. No one will ever hurt you again.” He smiled as Duo began walking slowly towards him, arm rising sluggishly. When he was just out of reach Heero stepped back slightly.

“Keep coming Duo.” He could see the fight in Duo's eyes but it was pointless, the mortal could not resist his will. His smile widened as the fight gradually left Duo's eyes and the glazed over, eyelids drooping.

“Take my hand.” This time he didn't move back and a warm hand met his cold one. He entwined their fingers and gently began leading Duo out of the apartment and onto the streets. Had anyone been able to see them it would have appeared that Duo was sleepwalking but Heero kept them safe from mortal sight. He smirked as a small, goofy grim spread across Duo's face. He continued to lead Duo out of the city and towards his home, careful to avoid any obstacles. With a big enough shock Duo could break free and that was the last thing he wanted. The door opened as they approached and Heero carefully lead Duo into his house and then down the stairs towards the prepared room. Duo paused on the threshold and Heero felt his hold waver for a second as Duo's eyes wandered.

“Duo.” He called his attention back so that their eyes met again and Duo sighed sleepily. He stepped closer to Duo, placing his hands on his shoulders and then steered him to the bed, pushing him down gently so that he was sitting on the edge.

 

Heero knelt and removed Duo's shoes and socks before standing and beginning to unbutton his shirt. Duo remained completely passive the entire time, even as his pants were removed. Once he was naked Heero gently pushed him back to lie amongst the pillows and covered him lightly.

 

“Sleep Duo. Sleep and dream of me.” He watched as Duo's eyes fluttered close and his breathing deepened. Heero leant down and kissed him softly, earning a sleepy but content murmur. He smiled and then moved away from the bed, lighting the pre-prepared incense before begging the necessary chants. He watched as Duo's breathing began to slow until it was to the point where even his enhanced senses had trouble detecting it. He began backing out of the room, still chanting and then closed the door and activated the glyphs on it. He stopped chanting and smirked. No one but him was getting into that room and he wouldn't open the door for at least fifty years. As long as the door remained shut Duo would remain in a type of suspended animation, unchanging no matter how much time passed outside. Once he woke Heero would devote his time to wooing the mortal but for now he had other maters to attend to. Like finding the rest of those you had nearly taken his mate from him. Much longer with those drugs in his system and Duo would have been lost to him. Needless to say he was not happy and there is nothing worse than a pissed off four thousand year old vampire.

 

TBC…