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Fantasy Vampire-Human CLOSED

When she saw Peter was right by her she jumped and heard skipped a little. He wasn't there a second ago. We he took the book from her. She got a small paper cut, but didn't notice "I'm sorry, was that private?" She asked and bit her lip.
 
he took a short breath in through his nose, he wanted to apologise...and froze as the scent of her blood hit him, hard. His body tensed, yet the only indication came from his hand that was still on the spine of the book, the book creeked in complaint of the pressure being put onto it as he battled his instincts, he could feel the hunters growl start to form in his chest as his eyes hardened. His words came out as a growl as his jaw was tight enough to crack teeth. He didn't dare move, if he did he'd lose control...but if she didn't move his mind would lose what little control he had...

"You need to leave... now"
 
Clark was a bit surprised by is sudden change In mood. She took a step back. She thought it was about the book. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry." She said then felt her finger start to sting, she looked at it, And sighed. The blood built up into a drop and she didnt want to stain her uniform. So she start to put her finger up to her mouth to lick it off. Even though she hated the iron taste of blood.
 
Peter took a step back as an almost whine of a growl escaped his tightly sealed lips as she moved, his eyes tightly shut as his body shook slightly from the strain his body was under as he fought his instincts. His muscles were taut like a bowstring that was about to be released, his mind only had two thoughts, that he had to get out, and that he needed to feed. Finally, however, the part of his mind that was telling him to escape won out and he suddenly disappeared from his room and out into the forest nearby to hunt in a burst of speed. Not caring if it would raise questions later from Clark about how he could move so quickly. The book that had been under the strain of his hand clattered to the floor as it opened to a random page in the now silent bedroom
 
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Clark looked up as she heard the book fall and he was gone. Just vanished. "Peter?" She said as she looked around to find him no where in the room. She picked up the book as she sucked on her finger. The book said 'Peter Burkloy 1883' in his handwriting. She looked at her finger and it had stopped bleeding, it was only a tiny little cut. She took the book over to the piano and sat on the bench. At this point she knew. With all the signs, once she cut her finger he vanished into thin air. He was a vampire. Of course she could be getting ahead of herself, but he even left class during the vampire lecture. Something was up. She set the book down on the piano stand to the page it was opened to. She had questions, and was going to confront him. So while she waited, she played the piece in the book that he had written in 1883. It wasn't as dark as his pieces from now, but still had an edge to it. Almost as if this was a high point in his life.
 
Peter didn't return to his room that night, in fact, he didn't return to the manner until the sun was well on its way to show that it was late morning. Peter was exhausted and filthy by the time he returned, all he wanted to do was clean himself up and to collapse into bed and relax. He ignored his brothers staring after him as he passed by them in the back room, they both were clearly disappointed in him about something 'like usual' his mind supplied. He simply sighed as he shoved his fisted hands deeper into his ruined pants pockets as he took the stairs two at a time to his room before he reached his door and opened it with a sigh

((hope the jump was alright! I couldn't think where to go from there lol))
 
While he was gone she had taken out more books and they were all filled with sheets of musics. She had made herself comfortable on his bed. She was laying down on his bed with her legs kinda of handing off, and swinging back and forth. She was reading more of his songs. And when the door open she sat up and set the book down on the bed beside her. "Finally. We need to talk." She said looking over at him. He was a mess, with dirt all on his clothes. And a little blood on the corner of his mouth.
 
Peter halted in his tracks when he saw her like a deer caught in headlights ((hehe, sorry, I had to)). three heartbeats passed, then five as he stood there stunned, the only indication that he hasn't gone into shock from the sight of her was the whine the doorknob was giving off as his hand slowly but surely disfigured it as his hand tightened around the poor thing. After the sixth heartbeat peter simply turned on his still bare heel and began to walk away, leaving the now crushed handle on the door... barely.

"Nicholas! I'm stealing your room!"

Peter called out loud enough for his older brother to hear as he made his way to his eldest brothers room without asking if it was okay that he did so. He wasn't going to have this discussion with Clark, not now, not ever. Even if it meant stealing each siblings rooms on a different night and never returning to his own!
 
Clark huffed as she walked off and yelled down the hall. She got up and ran after him. "Peter stop!" She yelled after him. She caught up to him and grabbed his wrist. His cold wrist in her warm hand. "I know what you are." She said looking up at his blue eyes with hers. She reached up and wiped the blood off the side of his mouth. And showed it to him. "Vampire." She smirked
 
Peter's eyes widened as he was grabbed and then when her finger touched his lips, he was even more stunned when she said what he was, the look quickly turned dark however as he easily broke her hold like her strength was nothing. In a blink of an eye he had her wrists against the wall in an impossible to break hold as his words were a growl deep in his chest, his eyes cold as he started straight into her own as he towered over her.

"Then you should know how utterly stupid it is to chase after one girl. Especially one that's coming down from a hunting high...i could snap you like a twig. The part that should really terrify you?"

His smile was cruel as he leaned impossibly closer, his smile wide as he revealed his fangs

"Is that it would be easier for me than to simply not..."
 
She looked at him unfazed. She had seen many things with her gift. She looked up at him and said "Then go ahead." She had nothing else to lose except her life. Then maybe if she was dead like she should have been, she could be with her parents again. She wasn't scared of death, she saw it everyday.
 
This was obviously not what peter had expected, his shock evident in his blue eyes as his mask of 'cruel vampire' broke and shattered completely around him, but he didn't get the chance to say anything as Nicolas shouted from down the hall for peter to stop. Nicholas pinned peter to the opposite wall, separating Clark from Peter's still to tight grasp, they both growling at the other in a challenge, the tension only grew as neither would back down and Damon watched on further down

((I hope you don't mind me taking control of Nicholas for this post..))
 
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Clark stood there for a moment looking at the two go all vampire mode. "I'm fine, its okay." She said, but it didnt defuse the situation. "Stop it guys." She said and bit her lip. When they started to actually fight she got angry herself, more worried they'd hurt each other than angry. But still. Her eyes went bright purple and she yelled "STOP!" And acted like she was pushing them away from each other, Without touching them and being a few feet away. When she did the motion they're bodies flew apart from each other and slammed into the walls across from each other. She gasped and put her hands up to her mouth in surprise. She had never done anything like that before. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to..." She said and took a few steps back.
 
they both looked at her and then back to each other, Peter was the first to break as he started snickering in the silent hall before he slid down the wall and sat awkwardly on the wooden floor, full peals of laughter passing through his lips that he seemed unable to stop. Nicholas and Damon simply stared at him in surprise, after all, this was the first time since he became a vampire that he was actually laughing fully.
 
Clark bit her lip for a moment. Everyone just staring at him like he was insane. "What are you laughing at?" Damon asked as they all just stared. Clark folded her hand together to prevent any other weird things from happening. Her cheeks flushed red with slight embarrassment. She didn't exactly know what just happened.
 
It took Peter a few times to get his message across, each time he tried to speak his laughter caused him to have to stop, but he finally was able to get it all out in a rush

"I threatened her...and then she protected me...she wasn't afraid... she should have been..I almost killed her and she wasn't afraid..."

His laughter suddenly turned to gasping sobs as he folded in on himself, his arms wrapped tightly around his abdomen. Nicholas' face darkened as Peter's words registered in his mind

"I believe..."

Nicholas began speaking, Peter sobbing too much to explain any further

"That what Peter is saying is, he was terrified of hurting you, of proving himself a monster to you, and you were unafraid and able to protect yourself Clark. If I am not mistaken, this..."

Nicholas waved a hand towards Peter, indicating the state he was in now

"...is because he is relieved that you are able to protect yourself from him."
 
Clark raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly. "But thing is.... I didnt know I could do that.. that's new to me. I mean I can do something weird so the vampire thing doesnt really bother me... but I didnt know I could do that.." She said and twiddle her thumbs together and the looked down at them.
 
Peters sobs choked him as they caught in his throat at that revelation. Nicholas and Damon wisely stepped out of the conversation, they knew better than to cross Peter on his good days...this obviously wasn't even close to a good day. Peter slowly calmed down before he spoke, still huddled on the floor

"Then why risk it...if you didn't know...why...?"

His voice was quiet and strained, almost like he wanted to scream and rave at her for being so careless
 
"I should be dead anyways." She said with a shrug. She didnt really want to tell him the whole story about how her family died, she did too for a minute, then she came back to life with this weird gift. "Why do you care?" She started back at him
 
Nicholas and Damon had already disappeared from the hallway when Peter raised his head and looked her in the eyes, a frown on his lips as his dirty hair fell all about him in a crazed mess

"Because...I know how precious life is...Mine was stolen from me, my families were stolen...all in an instant. One way or another...I got sick with Scarlet Fever, my life only just beginning in truth, when a nurse thought to...'save me' ...my parents and siblings, even though they had caught it from me had already succumbed to the illness and were gone...I was alone...She didn't give me a choice...she believed it god's will for her to have found me and for me to have survived as long as I had...I was at death's door..."

By the way his lip curled over the word, it was obvious he did not agree with the term he had used for what the nurse had done. his eyes left hers before he stared blindly at the wall across from him

"The next thing I knew after the searing pain of her bite..."

He swallowed thickly, apparently lost to the memory

"The room was painted red from what remained of her, and...Nicholas was there....his words pulled me from the red haze all new vampires are born into...but I cannot forget...can not forgive..."

He took a deep, shuddering breath as he leaned heavily against the wall behind himself as he raked his hands through his hair, almost pulling hard enough to rip his locks out at the root
 
Clark wrapped her arm around him and gave him a hug.

"I'm sorry your choice was stolen from you."

She said as she hugged him, she continued to hug him as she went on to tell her story.

"A few months ago my parents and I were caught in a house fire. They tried to protect me from the flames, and lost their lives. I also died, but from smoke inhalation. But somehow I came back and was outside my house that collapsed from the fire, but that was before the fire truck even got there. We lived in the country, miles away from anyone else. So I have no idea how I'm not dead, but while I was it was peaceful. I had nothing to worry about. Now I have no family no home, ever since I came back from the dead I see things other people don't... And now I got this crazy moving vampires with my mind thing."

She left out the part about the things she see's being dead people. But that's not really something she wanted to tell people. She thought it was already weird enough, and if she said she spoke to dead people, he might think she was crazy or something.
 
when Clark hugged him he froze under her touch, his arms were still up as his hands were in his hair. As she told her story, however, he unfroze and slowly circled her in his grip and pulled her into his lap so she was now cradled in his arms and on his lap, Peter hoping that him holding her comforted her as he began to run his fingers through her hair as he stayed silent and simply listened. He was sure she could feel the way his words rumbled in his chest as he spoke

"...I am sorry Clark...I wish I could offer answers. But if it makes you feel better...you are not alone if anything your powers make you fit in here even more. Now we do not have to worry about sister possibly hurting you, of any of us possibly hurting you...I...I know that we cannot replace the family you had before, we couldn't even come close. Just know...we consider you part of the family here."

He rested his cheek against the top of her head and looked off towards where Nicholas and Damon had gone, he hoped that they didn't mind him speaking for them...
 
Clark felt comfortable in his arms, his body temperature warmer than before he hunted. She kept her arms around his neck was she sat in his lap. What he said touched her heart, and she gave him a soft little peck on the cheek.

"I'm glad I came here. I guess we can all be freaks together."

She said with a soft smile and a small laugh, she then ran her hand through his long messy blonde hair, that was in a tangled mess.

"You would think vampires would be graceful hunters, but you're just a mess.. what exactly do you hunt ?"

She asked hoping for an non-human answer. Like a deer, or squirrels, something of that sort.
 
His cheeks colored when her lips met them, one thing about just hunting, it gave them the ability to blush. An almost purring like sound cane from his chest when she played with his hair before He chuckled slightly and rolled his eyes when she mentioned graceful hunting

"We're only graceful hunters when we want to be Clark, I was just trying to burn off energy, and I'll have you know that the wolf put up a good fight, but he isn't what caused this... this is from the mother moose I accidentally got to close to... who's calf was on the other side of me..."

He shivered before a very serious look came across his face

"Never mess with a mama moose...i got lucky tonight..."
 
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Clark laughed lightly about why he was such a mess.

"Well I'll be sure to make note of that, when I go wondering around the forest."

She got out of his lap and stood up, she reached her hands out to help him up. She knew he really didn't need help up being a vampire and all, but it was a nice gesture. Maybe even make him feel a little more human. Since everyone in this town see's them as weirdos.

"You should probably go shower. You're just a bit dirty.. and by a bit I mean a lot."

She smiled lightly, she still needed to eat, do a bit of homework, and get ready for bed. She couldn't even think about her classes tomorrow. She kinda didn't feel like even going, but she knew if she didn't see'd get behind. Or miss something important.
 

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