Nightwalker Fan Fiction ❯ Autumn of Terror ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Autumn of Terror

Part 10 of ?

Pairing: CainXShido

Disclaimer: I don't own NightWalker or its characters. I also don't own the situation presented in this work of fiction. No disrespect to those who were involved in the incidents detailed within.

Warning: Yaoi (male/male love), vampiric acts, and brutal violent deaths

 

 

Cain felt something. There was a wrongness in the air. A wrongness that told his instincts that someone was hunting him. Only he was too hungry to care. He felt rather foolish for going so long without feeding. Though, he knew exactly why he hadn't. The blond had been to busy with other things to worry about something as trivial as starvation. Other things being a certain silver haired detective.

 

Shido. His beautiful Shido. The boy occupied his every waking moment. His scent. His movements. His taste. In fact, the youth owned a very large chunk of his sleeping moments as well. Not that his kind usually dreamt. But when he did, they were of the detective. And they left him unmercifully aroused once he woke again.

 

Any way he thought about it, Cain knew he wanted Shido. Wanted him terribly. No. Not just wanted. That was a part of it. But he found himself needing the boy more and more. Needing to see him every night. Needing that soft smile, and gentle voice. He needed to have Shido and hold him forever in the darkness of his perpetual night. He wanted Shido to love him so badly it hurt.

 

But he couldn't let thoughts of his chosen keep him from doing what must be done. He knew how Shido reacted to those women dying. He didn't even want to think of how the boy would react to the fact that he did the same thing to live. And that one day, Cain was planning on having Shido do the same thing. But he needed to feed, and it needed to be done now. Shido would soon learn that there were already plenty of people out there who were more than willing to donate a few pints for the cause. Not that Cain would enjoy it. He would have rather had his detective.

 

Normally, when he left his haven in the Chapel, Cain would already had a specific prey set in mind. They would have to be beautiful, possibly slender. With boyish charm, and natural grace. All that would be missing would be those wide innocent blue-green eyes and that luscious curtain of silvery hair. But tonight he couldn't afford to be picky. So the closest person was it.

 

She was mildly attractive. Most likely upper class, judging by her mode of dress. She was nowhere near the beauty his detective held. Not that it'd stop Cain. He could always pretend. Maybe he could pretend that this woman was Shido.

 

As usual for this type of prey, the hunt was straightforward. A very simple process for a skilled hunter like himself. All he had to do was walk up to them, and smile. Just a simple charismatic smile. They would agree without hesitation to walk with him for a bit. Then drag the willing lady off to a secluded area where he'd never get caught. Only he made a mistake. He didn't rely on his baser instincts. He assumed that things would go the way they always went. Even as he led the girl to a nice area just behind a tall tree.

 

He settled with her under it. Giving her soft kisses. Loosening her up. Listening to her giggle. Listing to her calling him a naughty, dirty boy. Then her words vanished and the flesh of her neck was yielding to his teeth. And his world was bathed in sweet crimson.

 

TO BE CONTINUED