WolfSaga [ 13/14 ]

[chyco]

Title: WolfSaga
Chapter: 13/14
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: KiSung  [minor KangTeuk; HanChul..]
Fandom: Super Junior
Genre: angst, romance, Vampire/Lycan AU
Summary: A young lycan on the run, preferably as far away from his family as possible, stumbles over a mixed community that takes him in. But his past is catching up with him for sure, not caring if he wishes for it or not.
A/N: Thank you rayneweather for beta reading ♥
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11| 12 A | 12 B

Kibum ran through the deserted streets.
He had to find the young wolf and do it as fast as possible. He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if the sent lycans found Yesung before he did.

He clenched his teeth and sped up a bit again.

The tiny necklace was still wrapped around his fist, bound to him.
He would have cried if he had enough time, but he didn't.

How long had it since he had seen Yesung for the last time and given him this small gem?
Nine, ten or even eleven years?

The small ring clinked in the wind as Kibum stormed through the dark streets.

Another turn, another street, all empty and abandoned.

He was already panting hard when he finally stopped for the first time.
One hand pressed into his side, he leaned against the cold stone wall trying to regain his breath.

cling

Kibum startled. Looking down he saw the small siver necklace on the ground, having slipped through his fingers.

He frowned and slowly bent down, pulling the gem up as suddenly the smell of blood hit him and a movement at the corner of his eye caught his attention.

A large shadow was moving around, prowling around a smaller one lying motionless on the ground.

Kibum stared.

A quiet snicker echoed through the night as the shadow moved past the figure and the form of a cross shaped earring flashed through strands of dark hair.

Kibum's eyes turned red in an instant as he slowly stood up, fist clenched and eyes narrowed.

The only warning the dark lycan got was a furious snarl before he was smashed against the hard wall, bones crushing with a pair of sharp fangs on his neck as his world went black in an instant.

*******

A deep growl sounded from the clouded sky and drops of rain started falling down as Kibum finally snapped back into reality.

Looking around quickly he barely realised the collapsed lycan a few feets away as he quickly kneeled down next to the motionless wolf to his feet.

"Yesung," he whispered faintly, fear in his voice as he crouched closer.

The younger one was deathly pale, eyes closed and barely breathing.

"Yesung?" Kibum repeated again, shaking one shoulder lightly, more out of distress than anything else.

He knew the younger one had already lost too much blood to be responding. Shaking weakly at the limp shoulder he could feel the fear creeping down his spine setting his nerves on edge.

Looking around franatically he could spot nothing that could helped his situation now, they were too far away from others. And even if they were here what could they do?

Kibum could feel the tears already prickling in the corners of his eyes as he brushed the dark bangs out of the deadly pale face. Black standing in stark contrast to white; black and white; death and life. Two things that couldn't be more different clashing together just in front of Kibum's eyes.

The vampire swallowed deeply. He needed to do something if he didn't want to lose Yesung.

"Yesung," he whispered one laste time almost begging, "no..Jongwoon. Please tell me what to do."

He felt lost, all power draining from him as he sunk deeper, taking the white hand into his, cradling it softly.

The rain continued to fall mercilessly showing no commiseration as Kibum sat there, trying to think of a solution but coming up with nothing other than blank fear and panic.

A sharp pain in his lip cleared his thoughts a bit. Unconsciously biting down on his own lip with one fang caused a sudden idea to run through his head.

It was risky and dangerous for both of them, Kibum never having done something like this before nor anyone else before him to be exact.

But it was his only chance to keep Yesung alive, well as alive as possible, Kibum thought frowning.

The fear was nagging at him, screaming at him not to do it, tearing his already tight nerves apart as he slowly leaned down.

"I'm sorry," he whispered faintly.

He could feel the rain dropping on his neck as he leaned over the young lycan.  The drops staying there for a moment before it ran down his jaw over onto Yesung's neck as his lips came in contact with the cold skin and he slowly bit down.

It took all the control he had not to bite down completely as he could taste the sweetness of the forbidden liquid. It had been ages since the last time he had drunk human blood.

But the information coming along the blood kept him grounded. He could sense the dropping heart beat and the flat breathing coming from the body benath him, reminding him of his task.

After a few minutes he slowly pulled away staring down at the two red dops on Yesung's neck.
Kibum didn't know if it would work. He had never turned someone, yet alone a lycan. Heck, nobody had turned a lycan before as far as he knew.

Slowly he sat up, nibbing slightly at his own wrist before holding it over the lycan's pale lips, nudging them slightly open.

He didn't know anything about the changing process, so he just let the red droplets fall down and vanish as he sat there waiting for something to happen.

Slowly falling back into panic, Kibum kept moving around as nothing changed after a few minutes.
Wasn't the blood exchange enough, was there something else he had to do and wasn’t aware of?

He bit his lip again, he didn't even knew what he was waiting for. What was supposed to happen? He had never seen a changing and hadn't gone through one himself as he was born a vampire.

Perhaps he should call Hangeng as the older vampire had changed Kyunhyun years ago he knew.  He would know what he had to do.

Pulling his arm away in search for his cellphone, Kibum stopped still as Yesung's arm suddenly started twitching.

Eyes going wide, Kibum scrambled onto his knees, phone forgotten as he watched the other man’s eyelids flutter and finally open.

Dark eyes were staring back at him, almost black as a bright red started to fill the pupil.

*********

Yesung started squirming lightly as something wet dripped down his throat.
It burned.
Not the light burn you get when eating something sharp but burning like hot iron cauterising your skin.

His head spun as he opened his eyes slowly.
His vision was dark and cloudy; was he already dead?
But not just his vision was off, his hearing seemed to be too. There wasn't any sound just pure silence thrumming in his ears, louder than anything he had heard before.

There was a slight movement to his side but he couldn't find the strengh to move and look as a wave of dizziness crashed over him.

Something was off, the young lycan even in his trance like condition realised, very off.

"Yesung?" came a faint voice frome somewhere beside him, but he ignored it.
The burning feeling had left his throat and slowly started spredding through his veins, down his neck splitting into two.  Each line of pain spread to his shoulders and farther along his arms through to the tips of every finger and up again, racing through his body in two different paths.

It hurt like hell but he couldn't seem to move or make a sound as he lay, paralyzed and barely breathing as he felt like being burned into the ground beneath.

It was when the burn reached both of his knees he finally realised his heartbeat had almost stopped and he wasn't breathing any longer.

Panic rose inside him and he dug his fingernails into the ground as he waited for any sign, any change that would wake him up.

The fear rampaged inside of his chest, crashing against his ribs and swirling around but never reaching his heart or lungs.

His whole body was on fire by now, the pain barely bearable as he suddenly felt both burnlines meeting each other in his chest.

He screamed.

**********

"Yesung?" Kibum repeated gently, hovering over the young wolf.

But the younger one didn't seem to hear him as he stared motionless ahead, eyes almost completely red by now. And it scared the vampire, scared him to death.

Kibum could feel Yesung's breathing evening out after a few minutes and the heartbeat slow.
He rose slightly from his sitting position staring in fear down at the body locked in visible pain when Yesung suddenly started screaming.

All Kibum could do was to hold the young lycan down as he suddenly started thrashing around. All stillness suddenly gone as he was screaming in rage, fighting against Kibum's firm grip on his arms.

Kibum stared down at Yesung, trying to hold him still to prevent him from hurting himself.
The dark brown was coming back into his eyes, swirling around, seemly fighting with the bright red for dominance before the lycan pressed his eyes tightly shut.

The screaming rang in Kibum's ears and he didn't know how much longer he could hold the furious lycan down, when the thrashing stopped suddenly. Taken aback slightly the older looked down in fear.

Yesung was panting hard, his ears limp against his head as he opend his eyes slowly; dark red eyes looked at him tiredly showing he was worn out.

Slowly he let go of the younger's arms, and sat down again. It seemed he had succeded this time and a small smile creeped onto his lips as he brushed damp bangs out of Yesung's face.

********

The burning pain was gone as suddenly as it came, leaving him in a dazed trance.
All pain was gone and it irritated him.

Breathing in deeply Yesung slowly opened his eyes again, looking around and his gaze landed on Kibum.

So he wasn't dead?
A small smile found its way on his lips as he looked up at the older man, wanting to reach out with one hand only to realise that he couldn't move. No power was left after the sudden rage he had found himself in and he couldn't understand why it had happened.

"Kibum?" he whispered, throat hoarse and sore.

The vampire looked down at him, a small smile also playing on his lips as he crouched a bit closer.

"Hey," he whispered, "welcome back." He gently traced Yesung‘s face.
"How are you feeling?"

Yesung closed his eyes slightly, relaxing under the gentle treatment. "Weak," he whispered eventually," I don't think I can move at all."

"You don't have to," the vampire smiled. "Is everything else fine, anything hurting?"
Yesung shook his head lighly. "A bit thirsty perhaps," he mumbled, his throat felt sore and dry.

The vampire frowned at him, suddenly a bit worried before he moved his wrist above his mouth. "Please don't be scared, ok?" he whispered before Yesung felt wetness against his lips.

Staring wide eyed at Kibum, Yesung couldn't stop the drops of blood dripping onto his lips and down his throat. Closing his eyes tightly he felt the soreness suddenly vanish bit by bit as strength returned to his body again.

But it was not just his body recovering through the blood. It was as if Yesung could read Kibum‘s fellings through it, just like an open book.

Happiness and relief he could feel but also worry and guilt.

Savouring the feeling for a while Yesung let them wash over him as he felt himself coming stronger again. After a few moments he slowly opened his eyes to stare up at slightly red Kibum.

A bit confused, it took a while ,thanks to his dizziness, for the young lycan to realise that he was sucking lightly on the vampire's wrist.

Turning red in an instant he let go, scrambling up as quickly as possible until his back met the wall behind him.

Kibum let out a quiet laugh at the lycan‘s shy behaviour and sat down again.
"Feeling better now?" he asked.

Nodding slightly, Yesung finally took the time to look around. They were still in the dark alley he remembered collapsing in. There had been lycans from the castle he could remember vaguely before there was nothing than pain.

"What happened?" he sked quietly, noting how the vampire shifted around a bit uncomfortably. What had he done? Yesung streched out one arm, looking at it closely as he realised all his wounds had started healing, leaving faint red spots on his skin.

"Well," he heard Kibum speaking and looked up. "I kind of turned you..."

Staring at the vampire with wide eyes, Yesung swallowed hard. So he was a vampire now? No, that couldn't be the entire truth, he realised shortly afterwards. He lifted one hand to his head, still finding his ears; vampires didn't have wolf ears...

"I didn't know if it would work out," Kibum continued as Yesung was still staring at him confused, "But I couldn't let you die here and it was the only thing I could think of, so I did it.  I'm terribly sorry for it because it was painful and I don't know if you would like it and I couldn't ask you so.." the vampire kept babbling, panicking a bit as he received no response.

Yesung was confused. He could clearly feel that Kibum wasn't lying and that he was really happy the Yesung was still alive, but...

"Why do you care so much?" the young lycan finally whispered, his voice slightly cracking because of the wave of emotions coming from Kibum. "Why..?"

He didn't look up as he heard Kibum stand up and come over.
The vampire's hands were suddenly around him and something cold was placed around his neck.

"I told you I would come back for you," Kibum whispered softly into his ear. "Right, Jongwoon?"

Yesung's head suddenly snapped up at Kibum's words, staring into the vampire's eyes.
Memories rushing through as he felt the cold metal against his chest.

"Henry." The small vampire, now sitting on his stomach, introduced himself with a wide grin.
"I'm ZhouMi," came from the tall one on his right side.

Turning his head to his left side to face the necklace boy he smiled slightly, receiving a small smile in return. "I'm Kibum." The brown haired vampire grinned. "Nice to meet you~."

Lifting one arm up slowly, Yesung cupped Kibum's cheek gently in his hand.
"Kibum..." he whispered, tears finally rolling down as he remembered.

"You came back...you really came back."

Smiling at the sobbing lycan, Kibum pulled him close against his chest.
"Yeah," he whispered, running one hand slowly down his spine.
"I came back."