Fic: We Are the Night (Prologue)
Title: We Are the Night
Pairing: Sebastian/Blaine, Kurt/Blaine, Nick/Jeff
Summary: Sebastian had been a creature of the night for as long as he could remember. Turned at a mere age of 16 and losing his maker all too soon, he had spent centuries trying to find his maker reincarnate.
A/N: I started writing this back on Mar 2nd for this prompt on Glee Kink Meme. Since I've de-anon I'm going to start cross-posting. This is a vampire drama that is inspired by a movie of the same name. This will be a dark fic with a lot of triggers. I have a tumblr where I talk about WIP and stuff, feel free to hit me up at: http://rykerstrom.tumblr.com. I can be found on FF.net under rykerstrom as well.
Word Count: 1400
Rating: PG-13 (in this chapter, NC-17 overall)
Warning: Death, murder; in the future: non-con, dub-con, self-harm, BDSM, incest.
WE ARE THE NIGHT - Prologue
The interior of the plane cabin was quiet save for the low hum of the engine. At first glance, it would appear that all the passengers on this long-hauled chartered flight were asleep. It would have almost been a tranquil scene if it was not for the grotesque splatters of crimson that painted half of the cabin. The passengers were not asleep. None of them were. Instead, their eyes were wide opened with each of their faces frozen and twisted in masks of macabre horror; their mouths opened in silent screams as what little remained of their blood dried on the wide open gaps of what used to be their throats.
A pair of legs dangled over a row of passenger seats as their owners kicked at the air in a back and forth movement. Restless fingers drummed at the seat impatiently.
"I'm boooooored!" The owner of the voice peeked out from behind the passenger seats. He looked to be in late teens, with his platinum blond hair and hazel eyes that seemed to gleam with perpetual mischief. He would have almost looked cherubic if it was not for the smear of blood across his lips. "Are we there yet? I'm hungry!"
"You just ate, Jeff." A second figure stood up from the front of the plane. The young man could not have looked much older than sixteen. His fair complexion was complemented by a chiseled feature and a set of deep green eyes. "And you can never sit still."
"Can you blame me, Sebastian? This is a long flight! Why does Paris have to be so far away?" Jeff pouted. "And Nick won't talk to me. Again!" Jeff pointed at dark-haired figure sitting a few rows away.
"We are not going to Paris, Jeff." Sebastian's tone sounded as though he was speaking to a child.
"Why?" The disappointment on Jeff's face was almost endearing. "I thought this was the whole point. Awww ... this really sucks!"
"Because you, my dear, decided that it would be fun to break the pilot's neck." Sebastian chided lightly. "Now unless you know how to fly a plane to Paris, we're dropping off at Westerville, Ohio."
"I thought that's what the auto-pilot is for. How am I supposed to know we still need a pilot for that?" Jeff slumped down in the seat like a petulant child. "Ohio sounds so boring."
"Well Jeffrey, we are just going to have to live with that for now." Sebastian smiled and patted the blonde on his head affectionately. "We may find what we are looking for in the most unlikely places."
Jeff was about to protest again when a thump from the lavatory caught their attention.
"Looks like we got a live one." Sebastian licked his lips in anticipation. "This one's mine."
The door to the lavatory was locked, but it did not take any effort for Sebastian to rip the door off its hinges. Curled up inside against the wall, was a male flight attendant, who shrunk back in fear at the sight before him.
"Pl- Please let me go!" He begged, his eyes wide in fear. "I won't tell anyone. Please!"
"You won't tell anyone what?" Sebastian crouched down so he was at eye level with the flight attendant. He peered at the name tag, Johan. "Johan, you won't tell anyone what?"
"About you! I swear, I won't!"
"Johan, Johan, Johan." The way the name was addressed would have sounded almost melodic if it was not for the harsh reality of the situation. Sebastian grabbed Johan's chin firmly and turned the man's head toward him. "Open your eyes, Johan."
Johan was too afraid to open his eyes.
"I am going to ask you nicely one more time, Johan. Open your eyes." The grip on Johan's chin tightened and he whimpered as he opened his eyes reluctantly.
Sebastian leaned closer until his face was inches away from Johan's. He looked into Johan's brown eyes for a moment, searching, scrutinizing.
"Johan, it is with the utmost regret that I have to inform you that this will not work out." The words actually sounded sincere in Sebastian's voice even though his grip tightened.
"What-- what do you mean?" Johan stammered and started struggling. "Please don't kill me! Plea--"
“I’m so sorry.”
A crack. And then silence.
Moments later, Sebastian stood up and straightened his coat. He grabbed several pieces of tissues to wipe away the blood on his lips.
"Boys, time to go." Sebastian's voice rung out loud and clear in the small cabin.
"That's a bummer!" Jeff stretched languidly but remained in his seat. "Sebastian, did you kill him? You didn't leave me any to drink?"
"You have enough for the month, Jeff." Sebastian moved toward the door. "Time to go."
Jeff hopped up from the passenger seat and zipped up his jacket in excitement. "Yes! It's flying time!"
"Nick! Let's go." Sebastian called out to the figure who was still sitting in his chair, seemingly engrossed over what appeared to be a novel.
"Nikolai!" Sebastian's voice sounded much harsher this time. As the name cut across the still air, Nick looked up and pulled off his headphones. "We're leaving. Now."
Nick sighed and stood up. He took a quick glance at the still figure laying in the lavatory. Johan’s eyes were closed.
“What color?” Nick asked lightly.
“It wasn’t him.” Sebastian replied.
Nick nodded and pulled on his coat. He put on his hat and stood by Jeff. With a grin, Jeff kicked the cabin door open and jumped, screaming "Geronimo" as he dropped down unceremoniously. Nick hesitated for a moment and stepped off into the night air. Sebastian looked around the cabin one more time, absorbing the mayhem for a moment, before he too, disappear into the night.
Westerville, Ohio.
Sebastian smiled as he took in the night view during his descent. It was entirely possible that they might finally find what they were looking for this time.
(TBC)