The kittycat and his leech 2 (ii)/?
Title: The kittycat and his leech 2 (ii)/?
Author: xdark-chanx
Genre: General, Romance
Rating: T
Word Count: 1, 457
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Blaine/Kurt, Puck/Kurt, Kurt, Burt
Warnings: Mild swearing, violence, blood drinking
Spoilers: Seasons 1, 2 & 3.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don’t own Glee or Chris Colfer, etc…Ryan Murphy does, lucky bastard...
Summary:Noah Puckerman always knew there was someone out there just for him. Someone who was born to be with him. Someone who would love him unconditionally, and accept him, badass rep and all. Someone who should definitely not be Kurt frickin' Hummel. NightWorld crossover.
A/N: This is a Glee/Night World crossover. Knowledge of the Night World series by L.J.Smith isn’t necessary. Also if you’re a fan of vampires, the Vampire Diaries and the Secret Circle check this series out; it’s by the same author.
The Night World…love was never so scary.
The Night World isn’t a place. It’s all around us. It’s a secret society of vampires, werewolves, witches, and other creatures of darkness that live among us. They’re beautiful and deadly and irresistible to humans. Your high school teacher could be one, and so could your boyfriend.
The Night World laws say it’s ok to hunt humans. It’s ok to toy with their hearts; it’s even ok to kill them. There are only two things you can’t do with them:
1) Never let them find out the Night World exists.
2) Never fall in love with one of them.
These are stories about what happens when the rules get broken.
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Part 2 (ii): And life continues...
Later, that night when Kurt was asleep, Burt had called the number Roseclear had left him for the first time. It had been a sort of awkward conversation and all they talked about was what was recent in their lives, before getting down to business.
Burt had asked her what drinking blood would do to Kurt and she had explained in as much detail as she could. She told him that for Kurt it would mean his human side would become dormant as his vampire genes took over. He would be faster, stronger and more agile than a human. He would hear better and see better than them, even better than a bat or a state-of-the art telescope. He would gain the ability to heal cuts and scraps seconds after getting them. More importantly, he would become immortal, with the ability to choose what age he wished to remain as for the rest of his life.
Although, he would also become severely vulnerable to wood and fire (alongside his vulnerability to the witches weakness, iron), and if he stopped drinking blood his vampire genes would return to its dormant state to allow his human side to take over.
Burt had thanked her and ended the call, without even telling her why he had needed to know. He hoped she’d thought it was merely curiosity on his part and left it at that. After that, he had sat up half the night, weighing up the pros and the cons, and above all else, what was best for Kurt.
Then, he found himself thinking about Kurt’s bruises, the bruises he would come home from school with on his hands and knees every so often. Kurt always said he’d tripped and had fallen over, but Burt knew better and had a sinking feeling that his son was being bullied by the other kids. Burt had called the school numerous times to talk to his teachers, but they had seemed unconcerned and had told him that the other kid tended to leave Kurt alone and there hadn’t been any bulling that they were aware of.
Then, Burt thought of Kurt’s future, a future where he would probably be bullied until he was a grown adult, because of his voice, his personality, his identity, and very evident sexuality, by people who didn’t like it when other people didn’t follow the ‘norm’ of society.
He thought about the haters and homophobes involved in hate crimes against homosexuals. People who treated homosexuals as if they were a disease, or as if they weren’t even human, who verbally and physically abused them to the point where some of them eventually snapped and ended up committing suicide. Or who were so extreme in their hatred that they went around beating the living daylights out of anyone who wasn’t heterosexual like them. Some even killed them.
He thought about the pros of vampirism. Kurt’s inhuman strength and healing abilities would mean the haters couldn’t physically harm him, and he could psychically defend himself against them easily, providing they didn’t come after him with a stake, of course. Although, that was unlikely as humans didn’t believe in vampires so were certainly not going to go around wielding stakes. Well, except for vampire hunters.
But, vampire hunters were a whole different story. They weren’t homophobes. They believed each human life was worth something, and didn’t discriminate against the people they were willing to risk their lives to protect. However, they were Night World haters. Nevertheless, Kurt would be safe from them because he was part human as well as witch, and witches were the none violent, good guys of the Night World.
Members of the Night World weren’t homophobes either. They all felt that as a Night person they could do whatever the hell they wanted and get away with it, be it eating babies, going on a random killing spree, selling and trafficking human as slaves, or making out with a member of the same sex. Plus, the only ones they treated terribly were the humans, who they felt superior too. Kurt would be still be safe from them, because he both a Harman and a Redfern, thanks to his mother’s superior genes, which kinda made him witch and vampire royalty. Night people would be to busy ass-kissing or fawning over him to even think about treating him badly.
Burt also hoped that if Kurt became a Night person, he would develop that inner strength and superior attitude they all seemed to have. So, at the end of all his mental analysing, he decided Kurt was better off and safer as a vampire, witch, and human hybrid.
He began feeding Kurt his blood every two days for five minutes each time. Then, there was a gradual change in Kurt, he stopped coming home with minor injuries (though, Burt supposed this was because the earth was too weak against his skin), his eyes got more silvery, and he started acting more confident than he had before.
Problems did arise later because of this, as Kurt felt uncomfortable with treating his father as a blood supply, so they were forced to find an alternative way to get blood. They had experimented with animal blood for awhile. Every three days Burt would take Kurt hunting in the forest behind their house. They would set traps for deer and the like, and wait until one was caught. Then, Kurt would drink for the animal without killing it, and they’d let it go afterwards. This only lasted a maximum of three weeks, because Kurt felt that it was a form of animal cruelty, and complained that he could always feel what the animals were feeling because of a bond created between the animal and himself, which was a result of him being part witch.
Again, Burt was forced to find a new method of getting blood into his son, but no matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn’t find one. After three days of no success, and watching as Kurt’s eyes lost some of their silver and became an obvious green, Burt made a decision to seek help.
Roseclear had sounded extremely surprised and happy to hear from him, especially so soon after the last call. He had deliberately not called again after the last time as he knew that the less contact they had the better and safer it was for them.
She had been even more surprised and mildly upset about the blood supply question. Burt, supposed that as one of the direct decedents of Hellewise, daughter of Hecate WitchQueen, Roseclear felt that she had betrayed her ancestors by giving in to her vampire side, and she was encouraging Kurt to make the same betrayal. Nonetheless, she eventually gave him the number of the vampire doctor she knew, and told him to call him as he would know a suitable solution. Burt did as she told him to, after their brief and uncomfortable catching up talk had ended.
Doctor Stone, of course, had been more than happy and honoured to help Hunter Redfern’s grandson. His solution to the blood problem had been blood bags the hospital got from their generous blood donors. The blood would always have to be fresh as if it wasn’t it wouldn’t have enough oxygen in it to sustain Kurt. He had even arranged to have the blood delivered to the Hummel house every two day as soon as they got them. Burt had agreed and so began Kurt’s blood drinking days.
After nine years of drinking blood, Kurt was less of a human and more of a lamia (born vampire). He was ten times stronger, faster and more flexible than the average human, which Burt was over the moon about. He had even gained than inner steel strength that Roseclear always had, which was an added bonus. Though, if Burt was honest, the whole super strength was wasted on Kurt, because of the whole ‘harm none’ way of life, the witches were meant follow. If it wasn’t for that, Burt was sure Kurt would rule his school instead of being tormented by dirtbag teenaged jocks.
Burt sighed; maybe his son being such as pacifist wasn’t such a bad thing. I mean that had to guarantee him a place in heaven, right?
Other than that minor hiccup, Burt didn’t regret making his son a creature of the Night, and he probably never would.
Burt’s reminiscing, was cut abruptly short when a loud ringing noise jolted him back to reality. A reality where he finally realized his son was no longer standing in front of him, and probably hadn’t been for awhile. Burt smiled and picked up the ringing phone, “Good afternoon, beautiful lady a mine.”