Blood Will Tell - Part 1
Title: Blood Will Tell
Author: Shriya_4
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: YunJae.
Genre: Vampire AU, Romance, Angst
Length: Two-Shot
Disclaimer: This is part of my Prompts & Plots project. The plot belongs to tumblr user: fluffyfluffiness (and will be mentioned at the end of the story so as to not give away spoilers).
Warning: Language.
Summary: Yunho's been trained to kill vampires. Kim Jaejoong's a vampire. Orders are orders and history is history. Now the question we all want to know is, will the hunter be the slayer or the slayed?
[PART 1]
Yunho knew the story well.
He understood the threat.
He knew why.
After the spread of the virus, the world had entered a post-apocalyptic phase. The VMP strain had managed to infect over 3 million people, leaving some to die while others to develop traits that resembled that of vampires.
It was some kind of Darwinian fuckery.
1.8 centimetre long incisors, pale, almost translucent skin, black as night blood and faces that seemed to have regenerated to possess some kind of superhuman beauty that, at one point, people had only had the privilege to see on the covers of photo-shopped magazines.
It was fine for a while; the people infected with the virus were lucid, tameable and cautious. They differed from the traditional mythical creatures in the fact that they could survive on human food, they could go out into the sun, and for heaven’s sake - didn’t sparkle like fairies dancing in the moonlight. But more importantly - the infected were mortal
Some people who campaigned for tolerance for the infected called the virus a gift. And for a while it was.
Then one fine day, when the ordinary folk got complacent, the human food couldn’t keep the their thirst at bay and the infected clamoured for blood. Soon barrels and barrels of animal blood started to make rounds, in order to placate the superhuman species. But this only worsened the threat and soon they grew stronger, infinitely more agile and significantly more dangerous.
Nobody stood a chance.
Vampires - for there was no reason to refer to them as infected or human anymore, started to rebel; for while they reached perfection in their physical traits, their flaws were decidedly human. Insatiable. Wanting. Greedy.
They started to kill. Oh and how they killed. Population of humans dropped by thousands every day. Those who were lucky got changed. The rest became hollow vesicles of skin and bone with glassy eyes staring blankly at the sky.
All was not lost, however. Humans found ways to fight back. Changmin’s father, a scientist named Shim Dongsik developed an anti-virus that soon turned the one-sided war into a devasatating two-sided affair.
Only one in ten vampires could survive the anti-virus and soon, rather than being a cure, it was a means to an end that only satisfied the humans.
Yunho’s father, Jung Yang Hyun, was one of the leaders of the attacks against the vampires. He’d been the co-founder of Mission 10 - the largest collection of the most able-bodied hunters to ever walk the face of the Earth. Their motto centred on “no mercy”.
It was only a matter of time that Yunho became a part of it.
The thing is, Yunho never regretted joining Mission 10. He loved it. He craved it. The death of those who killed indiscriminately for the sake of power.
And then he met Kim Jaejoong, the bane of his existence. His Achilles heel.
“Listen to me, Yunho!” his father shouted, pulling him away from his thoughts, the old man’s voice echoing through the phone, “the people in that village are funding our mission to end Kim Jaejoong’s life. They’re putting in hard earned money into making sure that you don’t want for anything while you destroy the person who’s making their lives miserable.”
“With all due respect, Sir, he feeds on their livestock. It’s not like he’s killing any of the people. He’s a code blue - harmless. Mission 10 has more important things to do than-“
“Than what, Yunho? Than watching people starve to death because some fucking creature is sucking their livestock dry?”
“Sir-”
“And in case you’ve forgotten, his father is the reason we have this war on our hands.”
“But he’s never fought with the rebels-“
“Understand this, Jung Yunho. Kim Jaejoong needs to die. And as your superior, I am ordering you to carry out your duties as a hunter and deal with this situation like you would if it were any other. Have I made myself clear?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir.
“Good. You’re dismissed.”
Yunho flung his phone onto the bed with as much force as he could muster, his body tensing as he recalled the patronising conversation with his father.
“Fuck!”
“Ooooh, temper temper, Mr. Jung.”
The young hunter whirled around to find Jaejoong sitting at his dresser, spinning a vial of anti-virus between his fingers.
“What the fuck are you doing here?! How did you even get in here?!”
“Aw, giving me lip after I saved your sorry ass from Yoochun’s clutches?”
“I didn’t need any saving!”
“That’s not what it looked like when you were struggling and thrashing around like a fish out of water with his hand on your throat, eh Princess?”
Yunho leaped forward and pushed Jaejoong up against the mirror, his arm pressing down on the other’s jugular.
“Why I do declare. If you wanted me so bad, you could have just asked nicely,” the other murmured, using his hand to trail pale fingers down the front of Yunho’s swamp green Henley.
“I’m going to kill you, Kim.”
Jaejoong smirked, “Oh, but you don’t want to. Your…conscience… won’t let you. You’ve got loyalty written all over your handsome face, Jung. And you’re loyal to me because I saved your fit ass from becoming a meal.”
“Shut up!” Yunho roared into the others face.
The older vampire laughed amusedly, “You sound like an angry cub trying to learn how to roar. Poor baby, Daddy just wanted you to kill the evil little Vampie. And all poor Yunnie wanted to do was go after some bigger prey. “
Yunho’s eyes widened, “You heard?”
“Of course I heard. How do you think I know that your bark’s worse than your bite?”
“Yeah, well, turns out the orders still stand. I’m going to kill you.”
“Then do it. Here’s the vial. Take it and inject me with it.”
The hunter stared at the vial as the other dangled it in front of his nose.
“Take it. Kill me, Yunho.”
Yunho backed away like he’d been burned as the other stared at him with assessing eyes.
“Yunho-yah…” the other whispered, reaching a hand out to stroke the scar under the younger’s eye.
Yunho clenched his eyes and turned away, giving the older man a way out.
“I don’t know if this makes us even, Jung. But I’ll tell you one thing….there’s something interesting about you.”
Yunho wanted to ask desperately what the other man meant by that statement, but when he opened his eyes, the older one was gone, the vial lying on the table on top of a note.
He reached out cautiously for it and let out a deep shuddering breath.
The time I saved you, you were lying on the ground delirious and in pain.
You called me an Angel, when I was getting used to being called a Devil.
Today I had an urge.
I wanted to see if you really were your father’s son.
It turned out you’re nothing close to him, except in the way you look.
You could have killed me and you didn’t. At least, if you’re reading this, then that’s the case.
So I wonder…Do I thank you?
Meet me at the abandoned warehouse by the river tomorrow at 4pm.
Bring the vial if you don’t feel safe.
As silly as this sounds. I just want to talk.
Jaejoong.
Yunho crumpled the note while reaching into his pocket for a lighter.
He stared at the few visible words and sighed as he placed the note on to the glass table before lighting it on fire.
He’d be a fool to go into no man’s land. He’d be a fool to trust the vampire.
He’d be a fool to betray his father.
Fuck, he’s already a fool because Kim Jaejoong’s still an angel.
No. He thought. I’m not going to go. There’s too much at stake and too much to lose.
No. He wasn’t going to go.
He went. Not just once. But over and over and over again.
There was something about Jaejoong, with his white fangs, his dirty blonde hair and his full lips that made it impossible for Yunho to just walk away.
He could make himself believe that he’d been trapped by the other’s ethereal beauty like countless idiots before him, but that wasn’t the case at all.
Every day the other would tell him stories of his life. Of how he lived being hated for being different, for possessing a trait that he couldn’t control. He talked about his hatred for his vampire father who’d plunged the world into chaos and the love for his sisters who had taught him to live with his curse without giving into his primitive desires. His eyes shined with mirth as he told him stories about growing up with his too big family, and dulled with pain when he talked about the villagers and their hatred for him.
“But why just you? Why are they paying Mission 10 to kill you but not the rest of your family? And why isn’t your family intervening?”
Jaejoong smiled at the influx of questions and lifted a shoulder in a half-shrug.
“Ah…that’s a sad bit of history, right there. The village headman’s son….He used to be my best friend, my only human friend and he died trying to protect me from his father who had somehow gotten hold of the anti-virus. As you can imagine, the villagers didn’t take that too well….All these years my sisters and I had managed to make some sort of strained peace with the villagers…but now….it’s all done for. My sisters don’t do anything because I’ve told them not to. It’s just….they don’t deserve any of that. They’ve been through enough.”
“You don’t deserve it either!” Yunho shouted indignantly, flushing when he realised exactly how un-hunter like that sounded.
Jaejoong chuckled and stroked his fingers along Yunho’s cheek, stopping at the corner of the other’s mouth.
“I think…you and I were born into the wrong world,” the other murmured and leaned over to place a soft kiss against his lips.
“Don’t change, Yunho-yah. Never change.”
Yunho stared at the other in shock, his heart thudding a mile a minute.
“Don’t look so petrified, you silly man. Come, tell me about your life story now.”
Shaking his head and putting the kiss aside, Yunho began telling him about how he was never allowed to make choices for himself, of how he had wanted to become a writer but had been coerced into joining the forces. He told Jaejoong about his mother and his sister, about how he didn’t mind being part of mission 10 and of how he sometimes enjoyed it when the ones they killed were the ones who’d gotten out of hand.
Soon their meetings and conversations had panned the length of a full year, and both the villagers and his father were getting increasingly restless.
“How much longer, Yunho?!” His father had shouted as soon as the other picked up his call “You’re one of the best trained hunters in this organisation and it should take you less than a day to kill him! What the hell is taking this long?”
“He’s not easy to kill, Sir.”
Boy, wasn’t that the truth.
“Easy?! When the hell was this supposed to be easy?! Get. It. Done. Yunho. Or I’m going to come there and do it for you. ”
“Sir.”
Yunho trembled as he hung up.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Feelings weren’t supposed to happen.
Fuck, he wasn’t supposed to go and fall in love with a fucking vampire.
Yunho grabbed the anti-virus, a syringe and three other bottles before making a run for the warehouse.
He ran and ran until his lungs felt like they were going to rip apart.
He stumbled in to find Jaejoong waiting at their usual place and almost cried.
“Yunho? What-?”
“DID YOU FORGET WHAT I WAS?!” Yunho shouted, holding up the vial and waving it around like a mad man.
Jaejoong smiled in confusion, “You’re not like the rest of th-“
“I AM, JAEJOONG! I BLOODY FUCKING AM!”
“Yunho, listen what-“
“No! You listen! I’ve killed more of your kind than anybody in Mission 10! I’ve killed your kind so many times I should be able to kill you in a heartbeat! That’s my fucking job!”
“Then do it!” Jaejoong finally shouted, tears pooling in his eyes, half out of frustration and half out of pain, “Kill me then!”
“You know I can’t!” Yunho screamed, “I can’t! And that’s the fucking problem!”
“Then what is going on?!”
“You need to go away from this village! You need to get the fuck away! Pretend to be dead! Disappear! Do something other than making this difficult for me!”
“I’m not going to leave my family!”
Yunho growled and surged forward, throwing the other onto the ground and straddling him so that the vampire couldn’t move.
If Jaejoong hadn’t been shocked, he could have easily thrown Yunho off of him. But he just lay there, stunned beyond belief as the other cried above him.
“I’m sorry, Jaejoong. You’ve given me no choice….” The younger said mournfully, eyes red with pain and tears as he pulled a vial and the syringe from his pocket, filling one while emptying the other, trying desperately to avoid the look of sheer betrayal seeping into the other’s face.
Yunho bent down and pressed his lips against the other’s mouth, tears coating the other’s face as he pierced the needle into the other’s neck.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry..” he murmured as the other’s eyes started to close, his mouth rounded with words left unsaid.
Yunho got off of Jaejoong and backed away slowly.
He turned and walked out of the warehouse without glancing back before finally allowing himself to break down into uninhibited cries.
There was no going back. Not to Jaejoong. Not to Mission 10. He had to run…he had to get the fuck away before he lost his mind.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
He waited until someone picked up and whispered hoarsely “Changmin-ah…”
No. There was no going back.
[END OF PART 1]
A/N 1: SCREAMS. This is the first story I've decided to do from the plots/prompts project I set up. So I'm totally out of my comfort zone on this one.
A/N 2: I want to thank tumblr user: fluffyfluffiness for sending in his/her prompt. You're my first /winks/ /winks/ Also, I hope you liked this...I'm actually terrified that I messed it up.
A/N 3: The rest of you. I hope you enjoyed it to. Comment and let me know, okay? I love you guys.