The True Hunter [6/7]
Title: The True Hunter [6/7]
Author: myself and mrs_saint_jimmy who RP this with me.
Rating: M
Pairing: Billie/Mike
Summary: Billie Joe, a vampire hunter, has an unexpected run-in with the vampire Mike. Unable to defeat him, Mike takes Billie Joe home for a late-night snack…
Warnings: yaoi, swearing, violence, and blood. Lots of blood…
Disclaimer: this did not happen and thus I do not own anything!
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Billie Joe’s apartment was small, with just a living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom. Mike followed Billie Joe into the main living area and stopped dead in his tracks while Billie went to his bedroom. “Try not to touch anything.” Billie said to Mike from the bedroom.
Mike nodded as he looked around the room carefully. The walls were originally a pale yellow but the paint was peeling in the corners, showing it was never looked after. The walls were covered in newspaper clippings, ranging from brand-new to fifteen years old. The oldest was a report of the attack that killed Billie Joe’s family. Mike read it with interest and briefly looked at the others. Most of them were vampire attacks, the one’s that weren’t had a black line through them. Mike assumed Billie looked into them all and crossed them off when they turned out to be nothing.
It was then, Mike noticed the weapons. Billie could have equipped an army with everything he had- stakes, crossbows, swords, knives, even a few guns. Mike looked at a flamethrower curiously, ‘It looks bigger than Billie Joe...’
Billie returned with a backpack filled with the things he thought he would need, as Mike picked up a picture frame. The picture showed two adults and six children. The corners were burnt and he could smell a bloodstain on the back of it. “Is this a picture of your family?”
“Yeah, my mom, dad and five siblings.”
Mike pointed at the smallest little boy grinning at the camera in a stripy t-shirt and jeans. “Is that one you?”
Billie looked over Mike’s shoulder. “Yes, I was the youngest.”
Mike put the photo down and noticed an old stuffed bear with a missing eye and arm. “Is this a toy from your childhood?”
Billie smiled a little. “Yep, his name was Mr Grizzle... I wasn’t good at names when I was a kid.”
“This is all you have left of them, isn’t it?”
Billie Joe nodded. “Just an old bear and a few photos... if you don’t mind me asking, when did you lose your humanity?”
“Not long after I changed, because I was on my own so I was forced to accept it quicker. The only thing I remember of my family is my mother telling me to get away from her and calling me a monster sent by the devil to destroy them... I had made my way back home after waking up as a vampire a mile away in the forest only to be sent away.”
“No offense but your mother was a horrible woman, no one should do that to family.”
“It was a different time. People did not have a word for vampires in that day and age but my glowing red eyes when I felt hunger branded me simply as a demon. She was most likely just afraid. Back then the whole family lived under one roof and I think she was trying to protect everyone from me. It is a good thing she did because if I had gotten near anyone I would have attacked them out of instinct.”
Billie thought for a moment before asking, “So do you have any living relatives, like a great-great-great-something niece?”
“I have no idea, I haven’t really thought about it. And I was born in Europe so chances are they would be there and besides, I have no interest in finding them.” Mike looked around the room again. “This is so unhealthy... the way you live, I mean. Surrounding yourself with your obsession, look at these walls, no wonder you’re having trouble adjusting. Look at this place, it is a monument to your losses as a child. You have created a testament to your own misery.”
“I lived my life how I wanted, that life is over now...”
“Why would you have ever wanted to cling to such a life?”
Billie paused before answering. “Because it was my life, I never hated it... my family was all I had and I lost it. I didn’t have many friends either so I started learning to fight. I got good at it and after three years I ran into a vampire trying to kill a woman with a little girl. I beat him and realised that little girl still had her mother thanks to what I did... the looks on their faces made it worth it.”
“But why all these newspaper clippings? Wait, no- I’m not sure I want to know the reasons for your obsessive compulsive disorder. Are you done?”
“I suppose I am.”
“Then lets go.”
Billie took one last look at his home before following Mike out the door and locking it. Mike watched him, “I would have thought you would take the photo with you.”
Billie paused before walking away, towards his new home with Mike. “I don’t know where I’d put it.”
Mike ignored the lie.
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That’s the penultimate chapter finished!
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